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Daphne's Crush Pt.1

Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: True Story, First Time, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 90.4, Source: sexstories.com

might actually like her?" "Exactly!" I said, being more honest than I planned. "What would be so wrong with that?" "Do you want me to alphabetize the list?" I asked sarcastically. "There aren't that many reasons for you not to date her! There can't be." "Christina, you're wrong," I sighed. "First, I'm just getting over Janice. Any relationship I get into right now would be a rebound relationship." "Maybe," my sister admitted grudgingly. "But then again maybe not. What else do you have?" "Well, my luck with women for starters!" I snorted. "If I did fall for Daphne, she'd probably end up being from another planet!" Christina laughed, but wasn't really put off. "Then there is the whole Bette issue. It's just too weird to date my ex-girlfriend's little sister." "Is it because Bette was your first?" "Christina!" I snapped in embarrassment, but then I nodded and added, "Partially." "What else?" my sister asked. "Well, there is the age difference," I answered. "She's barely eighteen and I'm almost twenty five." "That's not that big of a difference," Christina shrugged. "Sure it is," I argued. "She was only twelve when I was exploring the birds and bees with her sister." "That was then," my sister said. "Age doesn't matter as much once you're past your teen years." "She's still only eighteen!" I cried. "You know what I mean!" Christina snapped. "Besides, Daphne doesn't strike me as a typical eighteen year old." "Chris," I said softly. "She's younger than you think. We were joking ... and she said she was still a virgin." "There's nothing wrong with that," my sister insisted. I knew she was right, but it bothered me for some reason. "Why are you trying so hard to get me to date her?" I asked in annoyance. "I'm not," Christina shrugged. "Not really. Daphne seemed nice and I thought she might make you happy. I worry about you little brother." "Don't worry," I said. "I'm fine." "Okay, I'll let the subject drop right after I make one more point," my sister sighed. "All of those reasons may or may not be valid, but if you like her then none of them should stop you from at least seeing where the relationship might go." We spent the rest of the time talking about the typical things like our parents and work. Christina left by nine thirty because she had a date later. I put on the television. It was Friday night and there was always something on that I could suffer through. Fifteen minutes past. I sighed loudly and stood. I went to my closet and pulled out my strong box. Daphne's phone number was just where I left it. "She's probably out anyway," I said aloud. I dialed the number and waited. The phone rang for a while with no answer. I continued to wait until the answering machine picked up. I hung up quickly. "It must be God, saving me from my moment of weakness!" I felt both relieved and disappointed. I plopped back into the couch ready to spend the next few hours in couch potato mode. Ten minutes later the phone rang. "Hello," I said as I picked up the phone. ...