Not too bad, I thought to myself while I sat in my car, looking up at the house that was to become my home. I was sitting in a suburb looking at a large house, almost identical to all the other houses that lined this cul-de-sac. The front of the building was dominated by a large, double garage, and looming above it, two stories of homel. I turned off my car, a decade old Jeep and grabbed my two suitcases out of the back.
The house belonged to my older half-brother, Eddie. He never did tell me how much he spent on it, but I knew that this neighbourhood was very desirable so it had to have been a lot. I shrugged. He had the cash.
Eddie was twenty one years older than my thirty two, and was a powerful corporate lawyer. He told me that he travelled almost two hundred days a year, all over the world, brokering deals for his clients. I knew that he worked hard and was well rewarded for it.
I did not know Eddie very well. We shared a father, but had different mothers. Dad had divorced Eddie's mother well before I was born, and married my mother, a young woman at the time, when he was already in his sixties. Eddie was already in college when I was born, so it wasn't like we would have spent much time together. He had also moved to a different city to start his career.
Still, I had always known and looked up to him. He went out of his way to spend time with me at family gatherings, never making it seem like I was any kind of burden. When I was an awkward, gangly teenager he had given me advice, and encouraged me to pursue my interests in computers and programming. Dad died when I was sixteen and Eddie made a point of taking a week off of work and spending it with me, supporting me when I needed it, despite his own grief. When I ran into some trouble at college, partying too much and letting my grades slip, it was him who took me aside and talked some sense into me. He had been the best brother he could have, given the age difference. Still, that gap had prevented us from being very close.
I was surprised, then, when Eddie offered to let me move into his house when I got a job in his city. I had been building my career since graduating college with a degree in computer science and felt like I was finally taking a major step, accepting a job as a software developer with a company located not too far from where Eddie lived. I was also in the process of breaking up with my girlfriend of five years and jumped at this chance for a clean break. I excitedly texted my older brother, saying that once I was in town we should hang out.
He replied almost instantly.
Nah. You should move into my house. Stay with my family. Why waste money on rent and anyway, Soph and Olivia would love the company.
I was surprised, but the idea was intriguing. I would love to save some money, but on the other hand, I did not know Sophia, Eddie's second wife or Olivia very well, having only met them a few times in person. In the end, the cost savings won out and I decided to take him up on his offer.
I shipped my computer equipment to his address, packed my bags and drove the ten hours to my new life.
Finally, standing there, I walked up to the large door of Eddie's McMansion and rang the bell. It was only moments before the door swung open and Sophia was standing there, beaming at me. I could not help but smile back.
Sophia was Eddie's second wife and she was much younger than him. In fact, at 29 she was younger than me though, thankfully, older than Eddie's daughter. She was, in a word, stunning. I took the moment after the door opened to take her in.
She was several inches shorter than me. She had long blond hair and bright blue eyes that danced when she smiled. Her face was fresh, with just a touch of makeup. My eyes ran down her body. She was wearing a loose, white peasant blouse that, while not tight, fell in a way that showed off an impressive chest, a hint of cleavage showing with the lower cut collar. She had on blue jeans that were tight around her wide hips and nice round ass. I knew that she worked out a lot and the results were impressive. She had simple sandals on her feet and I could see her toes were painted pink.
She threw her arms open and stepped forward wrapping them around me, pulling me against her. I dropped my bags and hugged her back, enjoying the feeling of her breasts pressed against my chest.
"Welcome, Dan," she said. "Welcome home!"
"Thanks Sophia," I said, voice muffled a bit by her hair. "I'm happy to finally get here."
"C'mon Dan," she laughed. "Call me Soph. Everyone does! Let me get a look at you! I haven't seen you for three years!" She pushed me away and inspected me from arm's length.
It was hard to believe that it had only been that long, but that made sense. I had come to stay with Eddie and her for a week during the summer. It had been a fun visit, though Eddie had worked through most of it. That was only the second time I had met Soph, the first was at their small wedding a year before that visit.
I chuckled, a bit awkwardly as she looked me up and down. While I might have made my career coding, I tried to go against the perceived stereotype of a skinny nerd. I was 5'10, and worked out several times a week, running almost daily to keep in decent shape. My shoulders, like Eddie's were naturally broad so I looked, if I was giving myself an honest evaluation, pretty good in my jeans and black tee shirt.
My dirty blond hair was long, parted on one side and tucked behind one ear while the other side hung over my face. I had been off for a few weeks, preparing for my new job and had not shaved since, a thick, dirty blond beard having grown in. My eyes were a pale blue.
Soph nodded after her brief inspection.
"You look great, Dan," she said, stepping back into the house. "Come on in. I'll show you which room is yours."
I picked up my bags and followed Soph. I looked around at the interior. I was in a large foyer and ahead of me stairs led up and down. I could see a large kitchen to my left and a large family room to my right. It was all very open, decorated in comfortable, if basic, style. The spaces felt too large. The ceilings vaulted up above. It was hard to believe only three people lived here. Well, four now, if you counted me.
"Is Eddie home today," I asked.
"He should be home later tonight," Soph said. "He usually works late but he said he would try to make it for supper with us."
Soph gave a quick tour of the main floor. There was the kitchen, a dining room, the family room, a powder room, and out the back, a large yard with a full sized pool and a built-in hot tub. She let me know that there were three bedrooms upstairs, one guest, the main and Olivia's room.
"Where is Olivia?" I asked, looking up the stairs. The last time I had seen her she was an angry 16 year old who spent most of the week I had visited locked away in her bedroom. I wondered if she had changed at all now that she was 19 and in college.
Soph sighed.
"Well," she said a bit sadly, "you know Olivia. Or you will get to know her. College just started summer break so she's around all the time but ... She's... not likely to come down to say hi to her uncle any time soon. We still haven't really...connected."
I nodded. When Eddie and his first wife divorced Olivia had moved in with her dad so that she could stay in the same school. For several years it had just been the two of them. Eddie had confided that marrying Soph, someone so much younger than himself, had been very hard on Olivia.
"Well," I said to Soph, "maybe she will warm up to her uncle."
"I'm sure she will," Soph said. "Let's check out your space. It's downstairs. Eddie had it built just for you."
I followed her down and, I have to admit, I watched the perfect globes of her ass as she walked in front of me. It was almost impossible not to, the way that her jeans hugged them.
There was a large room at the bottom of the stairs that had several couches, beanbag chairs and a large projection tv. I remembered not seeing a TV in the family room so this must be where they watched TV and movies.
"Do you still work out?" Soph asked me.
I nodded.
"Good. Well, you will love this then," she said and gestured to a corner of the large room that had been set up as a small gym. There was a weight machine, a weight bench, yoga mats, a spin bike and a treadmill. Everything you would need to keep in shape.
