A good start.

As you take the car keys from your pocket, Scarlett leads your sister a short distance away and gives her a supportive hug. Shelly still looks upset but as the seconds tick by in her friend's embrace, her breathing returns to normal and the tears that had been threatening to break free retreat. The dark-haired beauty rubs your sister's back and murmurs consolingly in her ear. You wish there was something you could do, but you feel that any interruption from you might not be the best course of action at this moment.

Scarlett takes a step back and places her hands on her best friend's cheeks, forcing Shelly to look her directly in the face. "Alright, now listen to me. Fuck him," she says simply, the plain nature of her words adding a deeper earnestness. She cracks a grin. "Figuratively, of course." Your sister gives a very unladylike snort and he lips begin to track upward. "Your dad has never been my favorite person, but you don't need me to tell you how massive a shit he's become in the past couple of years. He doesn't treat your mom right, he doesn't treat you or your brother right and he's never home long enough to even be any sort of father figure. So who the fuck cares what he thinks, or says?"

Your sister is nodding along. Scarlett's words hit home and, after a deep breath to steady herself, the sadness that had overtaken Shelly begins to dissipate. She rubs the last remnants of tears from her eyes. Then Scarlett turns your sister's head until she's looking at you.

"Now consider this man. Someone who you've fought with over the years, teased you mercilessly and made you miserable at time. But despite all that, he has never demeaned you of made you feel any less than the ravishing, funny, intelligent and fucking stubborn girl you truly are. The comparison between the two men doesn't even come close, so don't let that asshole darken this moment for both of you. Your brother is a great person, you're a great person and you deserve each other and all the happiness you can give."

You don't know what to say. Scarlett has always held a special place in you mind (and fantasies), being your sister's closest friend but you don't remember ever seeing this depth in her before. You're also mildly embarrassed by her effusive description of your qualities and can only stand there dumbly, staring at you sister with what you hope is a supportive expression.

Scarlett lowers her voice and adds, "Plus, him you can fuck, literally."

Shelly gives another snort and begins to laugh. Her blue eyes light up with the affection she feels for you and you open your arms wide. She takes two, quick sure strides and allows herself to be enveloped by your arms, fitting together like two pieces of the same puzzle. Her head tucks into the crook of your neck, her hands clasped within the small of your back. You can feel her warmth, her softness pressed against you, and it just feels right.

After a long moment, stuck in time like that, Shelly steps back and smiles at you, the worries and despair forgotten. "Well, how about we get this show on the road?" she says, and pulls away to climb in the passenger side door. Somehow, Scarlett had performed an transformation better than any stage magician has accomplished and your sister seems like a whole new person compared to ten minutes ago.

You turn to the other girl. "Thank you," you say, the simple words coming nowhere close enough to expressing the sincere gratitude you're feeling, but Scarlett seems to understand the underlying depth beneath them. She shrugs and steps in to give you a hug of her own. It's not as full as the one Shelly gave you, but no less satisfying.

"No problem," she says. "It what friends are for, to pick you up when you get knocked down. Of course, that also means that you better show her the most amazing fucking time ever because if you don't, I'll cut your balls off with dull pruning shears and feed them to my koi fish."

It's really difficult to tell if she's joking or not, but you decide to err on the side of caution. "Don't worry, she's my princess for the night."

Scarlett gives a tiny nod. "Good. Don't prove me wrong." She leans forward and whispers in your ear, "And if you prove me right, I might be willing to show you what other...special outfits I have in my closet. If you think the dress your sister's wearing is sexy, wait until I show you the rest of my wardrobe."

And with that she spins away, her long legs making quick work of the distance to her car and giving you one final, parting view of her amazing ass. It also leaves you at half-mast as you imagine the fashion show a girl like that might be willing to put on for you.

Shaking your head, you return your focus to the matter at hand and climb into the car, leaning over to give Shelly a loving kiss as you start the engine. As you do, you realize that her dress, due to it's absurdly short skirt, doesn't stretch quite as far when she's sitting down. It essentially leaves her completely bottomless, nothing covering her gorgeous legs or getting in the way of her puffy, pink pussy lips. Your eyes widen and you almost cum in your pants at the sight. You knew she couldn't have been wearing any panties, but the deliberate, lewd display of her snatch is making your synapses misfire repeatedly.

Shelly smirks and, rather than trying to cover herself up, slides her ass forward on the seat to give you a better view as she slips her hand between her legs. "I told Scarlett that I wanted a dress that would drive you mad with desire, something that I could use to keep your blood boiling all night long. To tease you and make you spend the entire date with a hardon, knowing that eventually...maybe, you'd be able to slip this dress off of me and fuck me for the very first time. To imagine what it would be like to slip inside me, feel me wholely and completely." Her fingers dip between her nether lips briefly and she moans with delight. "I think she picked the perfect one. She's a great friend, isn't she?"

"Absolutely," you say in agreement, tearing yourself away from her beautiful body in order to make sure you don't crash the car when backing out of the driveway. "She certainly came through tonight."

Shelly takes her sopping fingers and raises them to her mouth, licking her juices from them erotically. She giggles. "Hopefully she won't be the only one cumming tonight! Now drive, big brother! This night is only just beginning!"

Smiling inwardly and outwardly, you do just that.