Siriana

My first addition to the Fp community

Chapters 2 & 3 further down!!

Midnight Surprises

Chapter 1

Siriana lifted up her arms to pull her long sleeve navy blue fleece over her head. The material bulged at the front from her bosom and made her look bigger than she really was, being a slim girl at five foot six inches, but it complemented her slim fitting black dress pants. She was being forced to dress up for dinner with her father’s boss tonight and she hated every second of it. She had her friend coming over for a Saturday night sleepover afterwards and she knew this night would never seem to end. She looked at her small silver wristwatch; Five fifty six. She had four minutes to be in the kitchen awaiting the prissy guests. She was to be “on her best behavior” her mother had told her. As if at sixteen she didn’t know that already. She hated acting all preppy for people, it just wasn’t her.

She fixed her hair for what seemed to be the hundredth time and stood back to look herself over in the mirror. Everything was good, a perfect little teenage daughter of an esteemed businessman. She walked out the door to her room, making sure to close it behind her. Her room was at the end of a short hall. Across the hall was a large bathroom with a jacuzzi and the stairwell was at the other end. Other than that, she had the whole upstairs to herself. She continued on down her hall and down the spiral stairwell into a large dining room with an ornate wooden table surrounded by matching chairs. The kitchen was to her left and the family room to her right. Her parents’ room was down a hall off the other side of the family room. She turned into the kitchen where she found her mother finishing up dinner. She was also dressed up for the occasion, although how she had done all her makeup and got prettied up while cooking Siriana had no idea. Her father was also dressed up, which she could only assume her mother had had a hand in as well. As she walked up to her mother she heard a faint knock at the front door, followed by her father’s quick shuffle to answer it.

After ten or so minutes of introductions (formality, we all knew who the others were) we sat down to eat. Siriana sat through over an hour of drawling talk of her fathers work, although it seemed to her to be days. Finally her father’s boss excused himself to leave for the night and she hurried to bid her polite farewells to everyone and begin cleaning up after the meal, texting her waiting friend the whole time.

Not twenty minutes later she heard a knock on her front door. She had just finished cleaning and ran to the door. She opened it and there were two girls, as the last text she had gotten had explained. Chris, her best friend had brought a new friend of hers as a last minute decision. Her name was Lari and she was the exact opposite of the other two. Siriana and Chris were both small b cup bl