Jason sat in his Tampa Bay apartment, drinking a beer and watching a Sunday NFL matchup on his new flat screen. Life was good. He was six months into a decent paying job after successfully finishing his MBA and playing four years of college football as an undergrad without any kind of serious injury. His apartment complex had a fitness center, and he had maintained his conditioning by lifting weights whenever he could squeeze in time in the gym.
The only thing not on the fast track was his love life. He had dated a couple of the women from the firm where he worked, but he was concerned with rules about boundary issues, so he made sure to keep things non-committal unless he could muster a one-nighter somewhere. Besides, he was in no hurry for a serious relationship. He was still in his 20's and time was on his side. Casual sex with an office secretary had provided occasional relief, and she seemed copacetic to meeting his sexual desires with her own. Besides, there was no shortage of unattached young women where he lived in the sun belt. An occasional weekend night at a night club often paid off.
A roar from the tv caught his attention and he looked up to see an impossible catch in the end zone as his doorbell rang. Jason figured it was a Jehovah's witness or something similar. He could think of no one who would be calling on him since he was a couple of states away from home as well as his college town. His surveillance system revealed a slightly distorted view of a pony-tailed blonde, but she was turned so he couldn't see her face clearly.
"Who the hell?" Jason opened the door, and a smile erased the question mark on his face. "Lori? What are you doing here? What a great surprise! I thought it was someone trying to sell me a Bible. Come on in."
His 21-year-old stepsister stood in the hallway with a shit-eating grin on her face. "Hi, Jason. I'll explain, but God, you look great. I have to say you are a sight for sore eyes."
Well, don't just stand there--come in and give me a hug."
Lori stepped forward and wrapped her arms around her stepbrother and hugged him tightly for several seconds. Lori's mom had married Jason's father when she was 15. It was a tough time for her, moving into a new house and a new family. She had been close to her dad until her mother caught him cheating on her and threw him out when Lori was only 12. The next few years had been an emotional roller coaster as her parents went through divorce proceedings. Her grades suffered and her behavior worsened as she tried to understand the complexities of adult relationships. Her mother's remarriage settled things a bit, but the saving grace was the connection she developed with her stepbrother, Jason. Even though he was away at college for much of that time, whenever he was around, he doted on her, and she appreciated his whacky sense of humor as well as his sound advice.
Jason knew just how to talk to her and soon her grades were back on track and the behavior problems seemed to disappear. By the time she was 18 she had become a top student again and graduated with honors. She had also secretly developed a stepsister crush on her big brother, and she relished his occasional visits home from school.
Now as she hugged him, she felt a sense of safety and security. Even so, she couldn't hold back the tears.
"Whoa! Hey, why the sniffles? What's going on, Lori?"
"Oh, Jason. It's a long story, but for now, I need a place to stay. Would you let me stay here for a few days until I can get things worked out? I promise I won't be any trouble."
"Of course, you can stay here. You can stay as long as you want. And don't worry, you can tell me what's going on when you are ready."
Jason gave his stepsister his best supportive smile and held her in both hands at arm's length. He hadn't seen Lori in some time, and he suddenly realized that she was no longer a skinny teenager. She had blossomed into a beautiful young woman. He also noticed that despite her petite size, she sported a full set of hooters. Her t-shirt with the logo "Got Milk?" was stretched tightly across her chest as two dime sized nipples jutted through her bra.
Lori hugged Jason again in appreciation.
"Oh, thank you, Jason. This means so much to me. You won't even know I'm here. I promise."
"No worries. Get your things and I'll show you the spare bedroom. We'll have to share a bath but that won't be a problem."
After Jason explained a few details about keys and the security system, Lori left and soon returned with a single small suitcase. Jason showed her the spare bedroom. It was mostly a storage area, and obviously decorated by a bachelor. A variety of trophies occupied much of the shelf space and the bedspread sported the Ohio State Logo.
"Not exactly designed for ladies, I know. Feel free to move things around if you need some space. I'll order a pizza for dinner if that's ok."
"Great, would you mind if I took a shower? I'm a little smelly, I think."
Jason ordered a pizza while Lori cleaned up. When she emerged from the bathroom, her hair was wrapped in a towel, and she was wearing an Ohio State t-shirt several sizes too large that came almost to her knees like a small dress. Jason couldn't help but notice her braless boobs jiggling tantalizingly when she walked into the kitchen.
"I hope you don't mind. I borrowed one of your tees. Fits nicely, don't you think?"
Lori raised the hem above her knee in a parody of a model while throwing her head and shoulders back to accentuate her big boobs. "What do you think, big bro?"
"The towel hairdo is the perfect touch. But I do think you look better in that t-shirt than I do. You just fill it out a little differently. You're not as skinny as you used to be."
"Yeah, my boobs started taking over when I turned 16." She cupped a breast in each hand and hefted them. I take after mom, I guess. Hers are huge but gravity is getting to them now. She confided in me that your dad is crazy about big boobs. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree."
Jason didn't know if Lori was referring to her physical similarity to her mother or wondering if he was a titman like his dad, but he let it go without comment. Regardless, his stepsister's frank talk was giving him an erection and he turned away to cover it, pretending to rinse some dishes. As it turned out, he was very much like his father.
