Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

It's A Sin: 1

Summary: She'd do anything to stop the rumors about what she did. Enjoy..

Ivy spent the whole morning trying to focus on her studies Monday, but it hadn't helped any more than praying

for forgiveness in her church the morning before. Nothing could put the guilt of what she'd done with Anna on

Friday out of her mind. It hadn't just been stupid - it had also been a sin. Even worse than either of those things

was how good it had felt though. People had seen - they had to have. Even now they might be gossiping from

one to the other that Ivy the Ice Queen had made out with another girl at a party. By the end of the week it

would be all over school, and in a couple more weeks someone in her bible study group or one of her sisters

might hear about it. She shuddered at the thought. She was an 18 year old senior in high school. People should

be talking about how smart she was as a freaking honor student, or how well she'd done at the last track meet,

not how hot she looked with Anna Palmer's tongue in her mouth. Even though she was in class she wanted to

scream at the injustice of it all. She'd spend her whole life protesting gay marriage and abortion clinics with her

parents and siblings and now she discovered she liked kissing girls? It couldn't really be true, could it? That

would just be too awful. She couldn't dwell on it though not now. She needed to do something to get out ahead

of this rumor so people wouldn't believe it when they heard it, but she was at a loss for how to do that until she

saw Brian cinto class late.

Brian was captain of the football team, and perpetually single, but he'd been trying to go out with her for years.

She'd always turned him down of course because of his reputation of course. Not because she was gay, she

quickly corrected herself. She'd dated lots of guys, and had even kissed a few, but none of them had worked out.

Brian wouldn't either of course - he just liked getting drunk and one night stands, but if she actually dated him

for a couple weeks then that would be the rumor, and no one would believe that she and Anna had actually done

anything.

So she spent all of lunch and the rest of the afternoon arranging to cross his path. She gave him every chance to

flirt with her, or strike up a conversation, but he never did. She even caught his eye and smiled at him, but he

acted like he didn't see her. Had she finally told him no enough times to make him decide she was a lost cause?

Was she finally free of his pestering at the worst possible time? It was a terrible irony, but exactly the sort of

divine punishment that she should expect for what she'd done. The answer, as it was with most things, was

humility.

She was at wit's end by the tclasses were over, and considered finding another guy to fill Brian's roll, but the

only one shocking enough to cause their own rumor were pretty questionable guys. No, she decided, it had to be

him. As she got in her Mom's minivan she decided she would send him a snap when she got home. She was sure

she could get his attention somehow.

In the end she decided to take a picture of herself in an outfit that was just a little too tight to be cute. At first

she chose one her older shirts on the edge of being outgrown. It wasn't quite tight enough to show off her

breasts the way she meant for it to, so in the end she borrowed a blue top from her sister that contrasted against

her pale skin and made it look like she had cleavage even if she didn't. Finally she added a pair of jean shorts

that she loved, but that had so many holes that they were no longer decent enough to wear in public. Then she

took a selfie in the mirror and looked at it. Ivy wasn't sure she'd ever dressed so slutty before in her whole life,

and she wasn't sure how to feel about it as she added a quick caption of 'What do you think of something like

this?' before she added Brian to the message and hit send. Thirty seconds later she followed it up with another

message that said 'Sorry! Wrong person - don't worry about it." After that she sat back and waited. She couldn't

imagine that someone like him who pretty much only thought with his dick would be able to turn her down after

he saw her like that. She'd looked prettier, and more beautiful in other pictures. She'd even looked sexier in that

innocent school girl sort of way, but she'd never looked quite so easy as she had in that shot. Something about

the way her dark hair fell loosely past the halter top that showed off both her midriff and her nonexistent

cleavage put her sexuality front and center and made it seem like she was asking for it, which she supposed she

was honestly. She was freaking begging for it, but in a PG-13 sort of way.

It took longer than she thought it would, but twenty minutes later she had a notification. She opened it to find

'Running into you even in my DMs. What a coincidence Ivy - | didn't think you were into guys anymore - at least

that's the word on the street..."

Ivy wanted to curl up and die after she read that, but not answering would be the sthing as agreeing to it.

"Just because | don't let guys get into my panties on the second date doesn't mean | don't like men.’ she

answered defensively. 'l don't generally care what kind of rumors people start about me."

'But you sure seem to this tor is there another reason why you're suddenly so eager forto ask you out?"

He answered almost as quickly as she did.

‘Maybe | just thought you looked really handstoday... or maybe I don't want to hear about what may or may

not have happened after | had a couple beers for the rest of the year. Who can say?'

"Ivy Erikson - out drinking. What is the world coming to?' Was his reply. Ivy took it as a good sign that his tone

was softening and becoming more playful.

‘Beer is proof that God wants us to be happy, hehe..." she answered with an old apocryphal quote from a monk

whose nshe couldn't remember.

'Fair enough.' He answered, 'You free tomorrow?"

She waited a little bit so she wouldn't seem over eager. 'l am," she responded, smiling.

‘Because I'd ask you out... but you've giventhe run around for like a year, so I'm thinking maybe it's a waste

of my tto invite you to the baseball game' She sat there a little crestfallen as she read that message, but

before another "You know - so everyone can see how totally straight and popular you are.’

'Ouch. That's kind of hurtful. | mean - how can | convince you to givea chance?’ She looked at the message

for several minutes before sending it. She didn't like having him back in the drivers seat. She felt much more

comfortable when he was chasing her, and not the other way around.

"Just do what the other girls do, and showyour tits." his answer left her a little stunned. She sat there looking

at it, at a loss for words.

'I'm not sending you nudes Brian. she settled on finally. 'I'm a good girl. | don't do that."

‘That's fine," he sent. "| can respect that. But if you don't figure out something new for people to talk about quick,

then we both know everyone will be talking about a certain party sooner rather than later - especially since there

are pictures..." After that message cthrough he sent a picture that looked like it could have been from the

party. It showed the side of a house, swoods, so it would be hard to say for sure where it was taken, but in

the foreground were a couple guys drinking, and in the background there were two girls that looked a lot like her

and Anna kissing like their lives depended on it.