Stepbrother Slips In
Avery Sam
Stepbrother Slips In
by Avery Sam
Table of Contents
Table of Contents
Reece
Towel Fight
It Just Slipped In
Fantasies Come True
Reece
God! Sometimes, I just want to kill Reece.
Ever since he moved into our house a month ago, he's been driving me crazy. I mean, sure, he's kinda cute and all, but he's also a total douchebag.
He makes fun of everything I do, takes my stuff without asking, and generally treats me like crap. And worst of all? He's always staring at my boobs.
It's infuriating!
Everyone else worships him just because he's tall, has wavy brown hair, and is a star wide receiver on the college football team.
Even my friends Kelsey and Meghan were drooling once they learned he was going to become my stepbrother. But they're not the ones who have to live with him, are they?
Reece leaves his dirty clothes all over the bathroom. He eats like a slob. And he's always walking around in just his boxers as if he owns the place. It's disgusting, really.
And even worse is when he follows me around the house, making little comments about what I'm wearing or bragging about all the wild parties he's going to.
Let me ask you something. If he's so amazing and cool and has all these friends, then why is he hanging around the house all the time? Frankly, I don't know, and I don't care.
I just wish he would get his own place so he can play his stupid music and brag about his idiotic friends somewhere else.
He's always teasing me, too, asking me where my boyfriend is because he knows I don't have one. So what? I know I'm not the prettiest girl in school, but I love my red hair and blue eyes. And my body's not so bad either.
Sure, I wish my boobs were bigger, but I like how my round butt fills out my jeans. I just haven't found the right guy yet for me, that's all.
All my friends are always talking about sex and how great it is, but I don't want to do it with some boy from school just to say I did it. That's dumb.
I mean, I know my first time isn't going to be like in those romance books that I like to read, but I need more than a drunken hook-up at a party.
I'm only 16 years old, so there's no rush. Also, I'm pretty sure I'm the type of girl who only fully blossoms when she goes off to college.
My mom didn't look like much before she graduated high school, but then she went to UCLA and became a model. I figure I will be the same way.
Anyway, today was a really hot July afternoon, so I decided to take a quick shower to cool off. My mom and my stepfather were in Las Vegas, and Reece was at football practice, so I was enjoying having the house to myself for once.
It felt so good to have some freedom that I turned my music up really loud so that I could hear it all the way from my bedroom.
I didn't bother putting on a robe before I went to go take my shower, just like I used to when it was just me and my mom around.
The shower felt absolutely wonderful. The water sluiced away all that sticky sweat from my body, and I spent extra time getting my hair fully shampooed and conditioned.
I was in there for easily more than half an hour, jamming out to my favorite tunes.
But when I turned off the water and went to reach for my towel, it was gone!