Invitation Accepted

Invitation in hand you lightly knock on Elsie’s door.

“Jesse!” Zoey cries.

“Ohhh!” Whines Elsie.

“El?” You say.

“Um…coming.”

The music volume dips and there is some rustling on the other side of the door before it slowwwwwly opens to reveal a very embarrassed little sister. A sheepish Elsie had her head bowed low, her lower lip was out in an adorable pout and her huge dark eyes were downcast as she was clearly terrified that you were upset with her. Behind her Zoey was all smiles and sparkling blue eyes. Each of them were covered in a chin to shin bathrobe and had on make up heavier than either of them generally wore. Zoey’s normally flowing blonde locks had been done up in braided pigtails and Elsie’s dark hair, which she’d just recently gotten trimmed down into a super cute pixie cut, was combed flat and smooth to make her look oh so sophisticated.

The room itself was also done up for the occasion. The usual clutter of your sister’s always messy room had been cleaned up and they had cleared away as much free space as they could manage. Lines of little twinkling lights spread across the walls and bookshelves. The far corner of the room had been curtained off with a pink sheet and in front of it was a floor to ceiling dance pole. Elsie’s computer chair had been pulled away from her desk to face the makeshift ‘stage’. The upbeat tunes came from a speaking sitting atop Elsie’s BEAST of a computer. Though El was only in her second year of her computer science degree Aunt Peg already had her helping out on a project to use AI to aid in Peg’s research.

“You opened it.” Elsie whispers, staring at the paper in your hand. She bows her head lower. “I’m sorry. It was…um…just a joke. Just a stupid joke.”

Zoey gives Elsie a disappointed look but says nothing.

Looking around at the scene, the notes of the music dancing in the air around you, you feel something stir inside you that you thought had left you months ago. Just a little glimmer of…joy? Unlike your room this place was full of life and full of fun. Somehow this playful situation was simultaneously wholesome and naughty. There was something about being between those opposite poles that made the room crackle with excitement.

Elsie takes a deep breath. “Please don’t tell Allison. We…I…I was…I was just fooling around. Zoey wasn’t supposed to give you that.”

Zoey’s face turns from disappointment to sadness as she continued to stare at the back of her best friend. “Uh, yeah. We’re sorry Jesse. Don’t blame Elsie. This is all my fault.”

They’re fun girls night had suddenly been dimmed by a big dark cloud, namely you. Where there had been giggles there was now a pouts and an oppressive tension. But it didn’t have to stay that way.

You look from Zoey down to your distraught little sister. As always you are struck by her beauty. With each passing year she only became more so, her natural stunning looks maturing gracefully. Though you had rejected your family’s taboo habits since the day the promise of a strip show had you wondering how the rest of Elsie had developed since the day of the big reveal two years ago. You knew it was wrong to think about but just the thought of your twenty year old sister in the buff lit up your libido like nothing had in all your time with Allie. The bubbly blonde Zoey didn’t require much imagination to picture in the nude as she generally wore skimpy clothes but any dude with even an ounce of straightness in his blood would give his left nut to see what those clothes were hiding. For the first time in a long time you were legitimately…horny!

“No risk in Allison finding out.” You say. “She hasn’t said a word to me in a month, since we broke up.”

“Hoh!” Zoey gasps and her blue eyes widen.

Elsie deep, dark eyes snap up to meet yours. “Broke…up? I didn’t…know!”

With a smile you hold out the invitation. “I understand that there’s a show here tonight.”

Elsie, wide-eyed and open mouthed, gawps up at you. “You…want…to…see…us!?”

“Yes!” Zoey peeps. Stepping forward she snatches the invitation from your hand. “One night only.”

“When does it start?” You ask, trying to remain nonchalant. “Do I have time to freshen up?” Thanks to your mental funk your body had a funk of its own as you were in urgent need of a shave and a shower.

“You have time.” Elsie sighs, a smile beginning to play at her sweet pink lips as more pink begins to rise across her cheeks.

“Eighteen minutes.” Zoey says more firmly. “Show begins at 9pm, sharp.”

“Eighteen? Right. Save me a seat.”

“Best seat in the house.” Zoey pats the back of the only chair in the room.

You look at your sister who was just kind of staring at you in disbelief. “See you soon.” You wink.

“Oh!”

Pulling the swooning Elsie back Zoey waves. “9 pm sharp. Don’t be late.”

With that she closes the door. A moment later there comes an eruption of giggles from the other side.