Her Stepbrother

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Kayle's mother had died when she was fifteen and Kayle still wasn't used to the idea of her father with someone else. Her father was a prominent businessman and well-respected. Many women had lusted after him, but he was only interested in one. Her name was Marilyn and she was the owner of a small restaurant on the edge of the city. She was the single mother of one son and Kayle's father was smitten with her. So they got married and before Kayle even knew it, she had a new mother- figure and a big brother who hated her.

Talon is your typical laid- back surfer who thinks Kayle is just a spoiled little princess.

"Be good, Kayle. Marilyn and I need this time together. No parties, no boys, and no driving the hummer or the 'vette." Her father kissed her forehead. Kayle smiled a fake smile before rolling her eyes. "Kayle, I'm serious. Talon will be coming home from university to keep an eye on things. So be nice." Kayle let out a breath before saying, "I am nice. He's the one who hates me." Her father shook his head and then Marilyn came downstairs and they left.

Kayle closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. "They're gone! Party!" She ran to the telphone and began calling her friends. She began to dial a number when she heard the back door open. She peeked through the kitchen and slammed down the phone. "Oh great, Talon's here. This can't get any worse."



Kayle (18): Long blonde hair, blue eyes, and perfect curves. Like a typical rich girl, she is perfectly dressed and like a California girl, she is perfectly tan.
 
Talon dropped his suitcase onto the floor with a thud, letting the door swing shut behind him.

"Oh, great," he sighed as he saw Kayle at the phone, "how many have you called already?" He kicked of his sandals and walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge. "I'm here to keep an eye on you, and I was specifically told not to just let you go nuts." He ran a hand through his shaggy, sandy-blond hair and kicked the fridge door shut. "Don't you people buy groceries while I'm away?" He headed back outside and pulled his black surfboard down from the roof of his Jeep. After a brief struggle juggling the board and trying to open the door, he shouted inside to Kayle, "Hey, can you get this door for me?" He propped the board up against the wall and slumped into a nearby chair. "So... how have you been since your favourite big brother took off?"
 
Kayle just rolled her eyes as Talon rummaged through the fridge and lectured her on his superiority. She soon heard him go outside so she decided she might as well forget the party while Talon was here.

She then heard him struggling to get through the door with his surfboard and calling for her assistance. She helped him through the door and went to the fridge. She pulled out her pitcher of fruit smoothie and poured a glass.

"So... how have you been since your favourite big brother took off?"

She walked into the living room where Talon had made himself comfortable. She leaned down close to him and said, "First of all, you're not my brother, and second, I've been just heavenly." She snatched the remote before Talon could reach for it. She plopped down on the sofa and turned on the television.
 
Talon took her snide remarks with a roll of his eyes.

"You know," he said as she stole the remote and flung herself onto the couch, "there's a little piece of paper filed someplace with my mom and your dad's signatures. It has the word 'Certificate' in big letters, with the word 'Marriage' right next to it, and it means you're my little sister, and, as much as you hate to admit it, I'm your big brother." He watched her with an ingratiating smirk as his words sank in. "But," he said lightly, "theres no need to argue over it. I can see you've been... well taken care of." He said the last with a glance at her clothes, hair, nails, jewelry... all her typical rich girl apparrel. He doubted he had to pay for any of it herself. For that matter, he doubted severely that she would lower herself to a level with the 'common' people and get a job. He chuckled to himself and turned back to the tv, waiting for her to stop shanging the channels.
 
Kayle continued to flip through the channels, half-listening to Talon.

She turned to look at him and said, "It's just a piece of paper. In my eyes, it means nothing, but the fact that I have more people sharing my house and a surfer sharing my bathroom."

She settled on the Mtv channel and watching TRL. His comment about her being well-taken care of didn't faze her because after all, she could get just about anything that she wanted.

She took a sip of her smoothie and propped her feet up on the sofa. She murmurred to herself, "Note to self: Fire pedicurist."
 
"So where does the problem come in? Having to share your precious bathroom, or just the fact that you hafta share it with me? Besides, I'm away, thankfully, for most of the year, the only other person here is my mom. Maybe... maybe the problem is that someone else is taking up all of your daddy's time and attention, and there's finally something you want that you can't have?" He looked at her through his sandy bangs with a wicked grin.
 
She glared back at him and said, "Are you trying to accomplish something by pissing the 'princess' off? Does that bring you pleasure?"

She sat up on the sofa and said angrily, "Well...you're right about something. I don't want to share my bathroom. I don't want to share my house. And sure as hell, don't want to share my father."

She stood up and moved in front of his chair, "Not with your mother and most certainly not with you."

She bent down close to his face and said, "Note to you: Get a haircut." She smiled a big fake smile and tossed a pillow at his face before walking away. She climbed the stairs to her bedroom where she plopped down on her bed. She stared at the picture of he mother on the nightstand beside her bed.

A tear streamed down her face.
 
Talon just sneered back through Kayle's whole tirade. He had spent a good part of his time, before leaving for university, hating the spoiled rich kids, secretly making fun of them with his friends. Now he was stuck with one. He didn't mind Kayle's dad so much, even if it did seem to Talon that he was trying to buy his daughter's affection.

Kalye stomped off in her pissed-off princess way, and Talon propped his feet up on the coffee table and forced a grim smile. Maybe he had been too hard on her... after all, she did lose her mom. Talon's dad was a deadbeat, but how would he feel if he was forced to share his last surviving parent with someone who was almost a stranger? Sighing, Talon switched off the TV and plodded upstairs, where he knocked quietly on Kayle's bedroom door.
 
Kayle clutched the picture of her mother to her breast. Memories of birthday parties, picnics, and days spent withe her mother flashed in her head. Her mother was her best friend and the day when she got the phonecall that her mother had been killed in a car accident, Kayle just wanted to die.

Kayle was never the same after that day. Her father tried to make her feel better by buying her things and taking her on trips to Europe. After a while, she just let him buy her things and soon she really did become spoiled. All of a sudden, her father was dating again and soon after, he got married. A mother and a brother were thrust upon her. She never really wanted either.

She felt a little bad for being rude to Talon, but she also believed he deserved it. The tears kept coming, but they were soon interupted by a knock on her bedroom door.

She quickly wiped her tears and her running mascara with Kleenex before saying angrily, "What do you want?!"
 
"Hey..." Talon said quietly, pushing the door open, "are you okay?" He saw the dark smears down Kayle's cheeks, and the picture of her mom in her hands. "I'm... I'm sorry for what I said downstairs..." he said a bit awkwardly, sitting on the edge of Kayle's bed. "I know it must have been hard, losing your mom and all, and then us just kind of popping up out of nowhere... I just wanted you to know I didn't really mean all that stuff eariler." He forced a small smile, and stood up to leave.
 
As Talon got up to leave, Kayle blurted out, "It's okay!"

She took a deep breath as he towards her then said, "I guess...um... I wasn't exactly nice to you. I have been acting spoiled and I guess what I'm trying to say is.... that I brought it upon myself and I'm sorry."

She placed the picture back on her nightstand and walked over to the mirror. She wiped at the streaks on her face and said, "If you don't mind, I'm going to take a shower so...." She gestured towards the door with a half-smile.
 
"It's okay," Talon said quietly, stepping closer to his sister. "I haven't exactly been nice either... Maybe I spent too much time seeing what I wanted to see. Anyways, I'm sorry too." He laid his hand on the side of her face and wiped some of the tears off her cheek with his thumb.

"If you don't mind, I'm going to take a shower so...." She gestured towards the door with a half-smile.

Talon smiled back and headed for the door, "Sure," he said, "just give me a shout if you need anything." He closed the door and leaned against the wall across the hall from Kayle's room. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes. It had been a long drive, and he was tired. Just as he was about to turn and leave, he heard the sound of water running through the crack he had accidentally left open in the door.
 
Kayle let out a sigh as Talon left the room. She would take a long, hot shower and forget about everything.

She walked over to her radio and turned it on. She slipped off her flip-flops then slid her skirt to the ground. She stepped out of her skirt and slipped off her halter, revealing her evenly tanned breasts. She walked into the bathroom with nothing but her black lace thong. She turned on the water and steam filled the huge bathroom.

She slid her thong down her legs and threw it back into her room. She stepped into the shower, closing the glass door behind herself.
 
All of a sudden, Talon began feeling a little uncertain of something. He wasn;t quite sure what, but before he realized what he was doing, he quietly nudged the door open a fraction more. He saw a small lacy thong sail out of Kayle's bathroom and land on the floor, and turned away quickly. He berated himself for spying like this, especially on his stepsister! The sound of the shower door swinging shut pulled his attention back into the room, however, and he could see Kayle's misty silhouette through the frosted glass. He had never really paid attention to the curves of the girl's body until now...

He gave himself a violent mental slap, and pulled the door shut, perhaps a bit harder than he intended, and headed downstairs. He toyed with the idea of heading to the hot tub, but ended up on the couch, his head a jumbled mess of confused feelings, overshadowed by that tantalizing silhouette.
 
Kayle allowed the water to run down over her body and into all of her crevaces. She tried to wash away the long day she was having.

She knew she needed to learn to be nicer to Talon and he had to learn to be nicer to her as well. She was sure there had to be something that they had in common. Well.... they're both good- looking people. Him with his great body and that dreamy surfer boy look. She thought about have those arms wrapped around her... Wait! I can't think of Talon like that! He's my stepbrother! She ducked her head underneath the water to wash away the thoughts. Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the door shut suddenly.

She finished her shower quickly and went into her room to get ready. She let her hair dry curly and pulled it up into a curly ponytail, tying it off with a pink ribbon. She put on her pink lace thong and covered it with her pink mini-skirt that barely covered her butt. She put on her white halter top and slipped on her flip-flops.

She went light on the make-up this time and just put on some lipgloss. She didn't need make-up, but she just liked wearing it.

She went downstairs to where Talon was laying on the couch. She leaned over the couch a little to look in his eyes and said, "Did you like what you saw, peeping Tom?"
 
"Did you like what you saw, peeping Tom?"

Talon's mouth went dry, and he couldnt help but blush slightly at Kayle's question.

"Uh... what are you talking about?" he asked, thinking he hid the nervousness in his voice rather well. He had a harder time keeping his eyes on her face, and away from her halter top, which was made even more appealing by the way she was leaning. "I've been down here the whole time." How could she have known? Sure, maybe he closed the door a bit loudly, but would she have heard it over the water running...? He turned back to the TV, but from the corner of his eye he traced a line down Kayle's exposed midsection, and noticed she was wearing a miniskirt. It was almost as if she was trying to make him interested. he wondered if she knew he was a sucker for lip gloss, too.
 
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What are you talking about? I've been down here the whole time."

It would have been almost believable if he hadn't blushed when she mentioned it. Plus, the fact that he was shamelessly checking her out. She decided that it was time to see how interested he was.

"Oh, really? Your blush says otherwise."

She sat down on the couch beside where he was laying. She crossed her legs towards him and pretended to be watching television. Her skirt had rose so high that her ass was almost visible. She casually raised her hand to play with her necklace, but she slide her hand down her neck, lingering on her breasts, down her abs, and rested it right on where her thong was almost exposed. She watched out of the corner of her eye to see if he was watching.

She suddenly said, "So.. do you want to watch a movie? Daddy has a great collection."

She rose and walked over to the movie case which was right under the television. She bent over to go through the movies, causing her skirt to rise. She knew he could probably see her underwear now and it excited her a little.

"So... what do you want to watch?"
 
"Oh, really? Your blush says otherwise."

"... ... shut up, it's hot in here." Talon replied. She passed in front of him, and he let his eyes follow, and sat at the other end of the couch. Casually looking over at her, he noticed her hand straying down her firm body. His eyes never stayed in one place much longer than her fingers did, and he could start to feel a bit of excitement as her touch moved lower and lower. When her hand finally stopped at the top of her miniskirt, he noticed just how high the tiny strip of cloth had risen. His gaze slid down her legs, back up, across her abs, rested a moment on her chest, and he finally realized he was almost staring.

"So.. do you want to watch a movie? Daddy has a great collection." Kayle got up and walked over to the TV. When she bent over, his heart skipped a beat. Her ass would have been amazing enough, even if it weren't for the fact that her red, lacy thong was clearly visible, her firm, round ass uncovered for his viewing pleasure. "So... what do you want to watch?"

Suddenly it hit him, she was playing a game. Well, he thought that he could manage almost as well as this, at least.

"Oh, it doesn't matter to me, just pick something... It really is hot in here... did you guys break the air conditioner or something?" When Kayle turned around, Talon was laying on the couch shirtless. He yawned and stretched, flexing his toned chest and ab muscles. "So... what are we watching?" he asked nonchalantly.
 
"Oh, it doesn't matter to me, just pick something... It really is hot in here... did you guys break the air conditioner or something?"

Kayle turned around and saw Talon without a shirt. She stood there looking for a moment before saying, "Yea, it is a little warm in here."

"So... what are we watching?"

She was suddenly becoming a little flushed as she looked at Talon's toned chest and abs.

She quickly excused herself, "Um...you pick something. I'm gonna go check the thermostat." She quickly walked up the stairs and went to the thermostat. She leaned against the wall and said to herself, "Time to bring out the big guns." She went into her room and changed into her red string bikini. She slipped on her robe, letting it hang open. She pulled down her hair, letting it flow loosely around her race.

She stood at the top of the stairs. "The thermostat is fine, but I'm going for a swim. Wanna join?" Talon looked over the couch and she smiled as she saw his jaw drop.
 
Talon couldn't help but stare this time. He drank in the image of his stepsister in her tiny bathing suit. He hoped his mouth wasn't open, but he was too stunned to do anything about it.

"The thermostat is fine, but I'm going for a swim. Wanna join?"

The prospect of a swim didn't help him too much. He tried to answer, but had to stop and clear his throat before continuing,

"Uh, s...sure! I'll be right out." Even the mental picture of his sister gleaming with water trickling down her body started to make his excitement mount. Even more so when he started imagining what she felt like... maybe this would be a bit harder than he thought. "Lead the way," he said, standing up slowly.
 
She slipped off her robe as she came down the stairs. "It really is hot in here."

She lead him out onto the back deck and she walked ahead of him down the stone pathway to the huge pool area. She threw her robe down on one of the lounge chairs.

She winked at him before diving into the pool. She came up with the water glistening all over her breasts that were thinly clad. the cool water made her nipples harden through the fabric.

She looked up at him and said, "Are you coming, Talon? The water feels great." She ran her hands through her wet hair and down over her breasts, grazing her hard nipples.
 
"It really is hot in here."

"More than you think..." Talon muttered under his breath as he followed Kayle out to the pool. His eyes were locked on her hynotically swaying ass, and he tried to stare at all of her at once, after the robe came off. He started having thoughts of more than just the robe leaving her body. He watched her dive gracefully, and disappear below the surface of the water. She came up shimmering, the light glistening on her smooth, bare skin somehow compounding her beauty. Her hands slid down her soaked curves, grazing her firm nipples, clearly visible through the thin fabric of her top. Maybe they would be even more visible soon...? Talon's shorts suddenly began to feel a lot tighter, so he quickly dove into the pool. With the grace of someone who spends as much time in the water as himself, he surfaced, pulling his sandy hair back out of his face, the water spraying off his hard, defined body, and running down in thin rivulets. "It really does feel great, doesn't it?" he said with a small smile, his eyes openly scanning the parts of her body above the water.
 
Kayle couldn't help, but admire Talon's upper body as it glistened with water. She wanted to reach out and run her hands all over it... plus some other places as well.

It was beginning to get dark outside and Kayle got an idea. She circled him playfully, getting closer and closer.

She smiled seductively and said, "It's getting dark so... skinny- dipping might be fun."
 
Talon pulled his eyes off Kayle just long enough to glimpse at the sun falling over the horizon.

"Well, since it's getting dark..." Talon said with a mischeivous smile, unbuttoning his shorts and sliding down the zipper under the water. He eyed his step sister, almost trying to remove her tiny top by sheer force of will. "It was your idea," he said softly, "are you gonna join me?" Kayle's circular path took her behind his back, and he slid his shorts down, kicking them off on the bottom of the pool. The water was refreshingly cool, but not too cold, and he was all too aware of how close the perfectly curved, and scantily clad girl was getting to him. He could almost feel her reach out and touch him, the thought causing a slight rise beneath the rippling water's surface.
 
Kayle continued to circle him, watching as he removed her shorts.

"It was your idea. Are you gonna join me?"

She laughed alittle as she stopped behind him. She removed her top, releasing her breasts. She playfully tossed the top over his shoulder then proceeded to removed her bottoms. She slipped it off her hips, down her legs, and off completely. She tossed it over his shoulder and moved close to his back.

She whispered in his ear, "Happy now?"
 
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