Stalk Your Older Sister

You feel a little drained after hanging with Helen, so you take a couple minutes to refresh yourself. You scroll through your phone, and see that your older sister, Gina, has literally just posted a story on her Snap a couple seconds ago, and it looks like she’s grabbing a bite at a Sweetgreen. A strange sensation passes through you… the last time you saw Gina was at the party, playing strip beer pong, and despite yourself, the memory begins to arouse you slightly. What is this?

You find yourself looking up the location of the Sweetgreen, and it turns out to be just down the street, and before you really even know what you’re doing, you’re heading out the building, walking to the shop, pushing open the door, and you see your sister picking at a salad, sitting next to what you assume must be three of her Zeta sisters (the letters are a dead giveaway).

Avril, Leona, and Hana

You pointedly ignore the quartet, walking up to the counter and begin to pick out a meal. You can feel your sister’s gaze locked on your back, and you wonder briefly if what you’re doing is a mistake. But it’s too late, you’ve already come all this way, so you might as well go through with it. You wrap up the purchase and turn around.

Carrying your salad, you lock eyes with the girls, who are seated in a booth. The three you don’t know are sitting in a row across from Gina, and you take the open space right next to your sister.

“Hey look, the fresh meat wants in on the big girls,” the blonde on the left says, and the dark haired girl on the right smirks.

“They’re daring these days, aren’t they, Avril,” she replies, fluttering her lashes at you.

“Oh, you know it, Hana. So what’s are you doing here?”

Avril’s gaze is harsh, and you imagine that a lesser man would wilt under her gaze. Indeed, under ordinary circumstances, you might have turned tail and fled with some feeble excuse, but today, you have the perfect counter.

“Oh, I’m just here to check up on my big sister. How are you doing, Gina?”

Your older sister, silent until now, glares at you in a way that reminds you of daggers and the sharp knife in her hand. Whoops?

“My my, Gina, what’s this, a little brother? But you never told us he was here at Stonewall,” Hana says, turning on your sister.

“Has something gone wrong, that the secret hot little brother here needs to check up on you?” Avril asks.

“Mmm yes, how are you doing, my dear big?” the girl in the middle asks. “Everything okay?” These girls are wicked, you think to yourself, and you remind yourself to get in their good books—although even that might not be enough, if Gina’s any indication. Regardless, in this moment, they seem to be your allies.

“I was doing just fine, Leona,” Gina seethes, and she gives each of the Zeta girls a hard look, reserving the final evil eye for you. The other girls fall silent, apparently cowed by her. They sit for a second, unsure of their comeback. That’s your older sister at work, alright.

“Lovely to hear,” you say, throwing a friendly arm around Gina. “The parental units are going to be so glad to hear that.”

“Oh, do you hear that? The parental units are worried about Gina. Tell us more,” Avril says.

“I have a better idea,” Leona says. “It looks like the two of them need to figure things out. Shall we say goodbye to the sexy brother and his sister? I think we should give them some space to make out… whoops, make up.” There was no accident in the way her words were spoken there.

“A pity we didn’t have a chance to get to know you better,” Hana says, waving you goodbye and giving you doe eyes. You wave back at the girls as they depart, giggling to one another and swaying their asses as they head out the shop.

“I know those girls,” Gina says, once they’re gone. “They’re going to try to fuck you to get under my skin.”

“And will it?” you ask, concealing your surprise.

“Of course not,” she replies, not meeting your eye.

“So why bother telling me this then?”

“Because I thought you’d like to know,” she says, “that when you think you’re a hotshot, hooking up with senior Zeta girls, that you’re nothing—just a pawn to be used by them.”

You pause, take a bite of your salad, and smile back at Gina. “I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” you say. Because when I’m fucking those girls in your sorority house, and they’re moaning to the high heavens… well, guess whose going to be getting second thoughts? Two can play a game…

Gina shake her head ruefully, and pats you on the back. She gets up, tosses away her salad, and leaves the shop too, letting you watch her beautiful ass sway back and forth as well.

Avril +25
Leona +25
Hana +25
Gina +5