Jen sat talking excitedly to her grandfather, whom she affectionately called paw-paw, about how well college was going. She boasted about how hard she was studying, how her teachers were all impressed with her and how she was getting high marks on all her exams.
And her grandfather ate it all up. He adorned Jen and doted on her like any proud grandparent would. He had raised her since she was young and now that she was a stunning young college student, he couldn't have been prouder.
"You're such a good girl."
As happy as he was, Jen's grandfather was a little lonely. "I do miss you Jen. How is it living in the apartment in back of Jimmy's house?"
Jen had hoped to avoid this conversation. She had moved out of her grandfather's house, to live closer to college and to get away from the spying eyes of her little brother Mike. Thinking the small studio apartment above her uncle's garage would be a safe haven. It had turned out to be anything but. After bouncing a rent check, Jen was forced to pay her rent by submitting to her aunt and uncle. As Jen let her mind wander back to the whole ordeal, she couldn't help but cringe at the memory of the embarrassing experience. But her body tingled as well, recalling the incredible sensations she felt for the first time.
"Jen...what's wrong dear? You are awfully quiet, is everything all right?"
"Uh, it's fine. You know Uncle Jimmy...he can be a little strict sometimes."
"Well, I am just glad there is someone there to keep an eye on you. You be a good girl and do what he says."
Jen forced a smile and thought. Oh, paw-paw, if only you knew!
Jen looked at the clock in her grandfather's kitchen. It had gotten late and Mike would be home soon. Jen had planned this visit to her grandfathers, knowing Mike would still be out. She was desperate to avoid her brother, who had grown more aggressive in his attempts to get his hands on his beautiful sister.
At that moment outside in the driveway of the house, Mike's hands were busy tinkering under the hood of Jen's car. Mike worked after school at a service station and had learned a few things. When he came home to find Jen's car in the driveway, he realized it was a golden opportunity. Disable her car and Jen will have to stay the night, or get a ride home from him. The sun was setting and paw couldn't drive at night.
Mike finished his simple sabotage and headed in the back door of the house. As he entered he saw his grandfather, giving money to Jen. This only added to his resentment, Jen gets everything she wants, he thought.
"Thank you paw-paw. I'll pay you back, it's just that I am a little short this month." Jen embraced her grandfather affectionately.
"Don't mention it dear, I only wish I could give you more. I want you to study at night, not waitress to pay the rent."
"Since you are giving handouts..." Mike sarcastically critiqued the scene and extended his hand.
"Michael. Did you pick up laundry detergent, like I asked you to?"
"Uh, no. I forgot. I'll get it tomorrow."
"Hey sis, how y'all doing?"
"Fine. I'm fine. I should go paw-paw." Jen hugged her grandfather and quickly moved past Mike as he stood cleaning his greasy hands with a rag.
Outside Jen tried in vain to start her car. No matter how many times she tried, she couldn't get it to turn over. It had been running fine, so she was confused. As she walked back into the house, she was met by her grandfather.
"It won't start. Paw-paw can you drive me back?"
"Honey, you know it will be dark before we get to your place. With my eyes, I can't be out that late. Mike can drive you home."
Mike was still standing in the kitchen, smirking at the predicament he created. "Of course, I will."
Jen tensed up at the thought of being alone with her brother. Her grandfather kissed her on the forehead and turned to Mike. "Now, you drive safely!" With that he walked into the den, leaving the siblings alone.
"I need to get something first, I'll be right back." Mike bolted upstairs. He came back down, carrying a plastic bag. "Before we go, put this on." He said, handing her the bag.
"Huh?" Jen opened it, to find her old high school uniform. "Where did you get this?!?"
"In your closet, with all your old things. Hurry up, we don't have all night!"
Jen was an excellent student, so her grandfather had paid to send her to a private high school, in the hopes of protecting her and getting her a better education. Seeing her get special treatment and seeing her in her uniform filled Mike with loathing and lust for his sexy sister. He wanted to see Jen as he had, while they lived together and in his fantasies.
"Do it, or I am going to go show paw that video of you and Chris fooling around." Jen glanced nervously towards the den. "What would paw say if he knew his little princess was such a slut."
When Jen was still a living at home, her brother had captured a clip of his high and mighty sister with her high school boyfriend. Jen was not allowed to have boys in the house and was afraid of how upset her grandfather would be if he knew she and Chris had been fooling around. Jen was a good girl, but her grandfather believed she was angelic. And Jen didn't want to do anything to disappoint him.
Unsure of what to do Jen started towards the first floor bathroom, to change.
"Uh, uh! Right here, you brat." Mike hissed.
Jen was mortified, but decided that giving her brother a cheap thrill was a preferable than hurting her grandfather. Reluctantly she wiggled out of her tight jeans as her brother watched in anticipation.
"Oh yeah, I like those." He looked on approvingly as Jen revealed a bright pink bra. It had delicate white trim along the padded cups that lifted Jen's breasts up and out. Between them sat a sweet, little bow. Her underwear were a matching pair of panties, also adorned with white trim along the low-rise waistband.
Jen dressed quickly and when she finished, she looked liked a young woman dressed as a naughty schoolgirl for Halloween. The uniform was almost two years old and it barely fit her now. The short plaid skirt was now obscenely short, barely reaching mid-thigh. The blouse was too small and couldn't quite contain Jen's breasts, forcing her to leave a few of the top buttons undone. This allowed Mike fixate on the cleavage her perky young breasts created.
Mike had even found the pair of ankle socks and shiny black loafers that Jen wore.
"Oh, hell yeah. Now you look like the spoiled little brat you are. Let's go!"
Out in Mikes old car, he had other demands. "Oh and give me that money paw just gave you!"
"But I need that for my rent!"
"I don't care! Paw gives you everything, it's not fair." Mike sounded like a bitter, little boy. He had years of frustration built up inside him towards Jen. Unfortunately for his sister, that included sexual frustration.
During the ride, Mike couldn't help but gaze over at Jen. The short skirt left much of her sexy legs exposed. He put his hand on Jen's thigh at a traffic light, only to have her push it away. "Mike! Stop it."
