The Fixer-Upper (closed)

[The_J0k3R]

I raised an eyebrow as my dad and step-mom outlined what they had planned for me for college. For months now, of course, I had been planning on heading up to Golden State University, and studying engineering. My step-sister was already a student there and seemed to like it quite a bit.

What I hadn’t expected, and I don’t think she was expecting it either, was that our parents would purchase a small house for us near the University. They were both accountants, and after running the numbers and searching the market, had figured out that it would be cheaper to literally buy a house for the both of us than to pay for room and board at the University.

There was just one catch, of course. The house was apparently kind of a “fixer-upper.” I had attended the local Tech School and had plenty of classes in carpentry, basic electrical work, even some HVAC stuff, and had been helping my dad on projects around the house since I was little, so it wasn’t something I couldn’t handle. But, it pretty much had to be all fixed-up by the time classes started in August, which meant my entire summer vacation would be spent working on it.

My parents assured me that my older step-sister, Naomi, would be more than happy to help out (I almost laughed at that part, because my sister is on the more petite side). Part of the deal was that when we were both done with college and no longer needed the house, we could split the money from selling it off; if we took care of it and fixed it up nice, it would sell for a lot more than our folks bought it for!

And that’s how I found myself driving north on Interstate 5, my pick-up truck packed to the brim with my belongings and tools, just a week after my high school graduation. My step-sister was supposed to meet me at the house. Our parents hadn’t even visited the house or anything, just seen pictures. I just hoped it was halfway livable!



Tommy
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[SinisterSpiders]

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“You’re kidding, right?” I asked, stopping dead in my tracks as my mum dropped the bomb. I fumbled with my keys as I grabbed them out of my bag. They clattered a bit before I closed my fist around them.

“No Naomi, I am not kidding. Tommy will be heading up in a few days so you should meet him at the house. We have paid your accommodation up until then. I suggest you use this time to get yourself a bed- you can use my credit account. We can't afford to pay for both your college room and the house, so you'll need to move there soon. At least you're already packed anyway.”

“But Mum I was really looking forward to coming home these holidays... I miss you.”I could feel my heart racing. The last week had been doable only because I knew I would get to to home, to get out of this place for a while.

“I think you’ll like the house. There is a bit of work to do which we already know Tommy is capable of. You can give him a hand. And a bit of direction. I’ve seen your pinterest boards. You have more housey things on there than all of my friends combined.” Mum laughed at her own comment and the long-running implation that I have always been more of a mothery-homey type than she ever was.

I shook my head even though she wouldn't be able to see it. It wasn’t the house I was worried about, that part actually sounded kinda fun. And mum had even said Tommy and I could split the proceeds of the sale once we’d finished college; it was possible we would both benefit a lot from it.

“It’s not that Mum,” I sighed, leaning against the door of my car and closing my eyes. “I just... Are you and Chris going to come and visit?”

Fuck, after the month I’d had all I wanted was a hug from my mother.

“Well, work’s been busy you know. And we were hoping to go to Hawaii for a couple of weeks. We’ll see what we can do. I want to see you too hun, but I can’t make any promises.”

My gut clenched in frustration. Yes, yes, Mum and Chris were so very happy and in love. It was great, it really was, but I couldn’t help feeling somewhat left out. It had just been mum and I for as long as I could remember. The thought of not seeing her until the holidays after summer break was horrible.

“Nay? Are you okay?” Mum asked, using that tone that she got when she though I was about to cry. Well, she wasn't wrong.

“Yeah, sure, whatever,” I said, struggling to contain my emotions, “Just text me the address and I’ll meet him there. Love you mum.” I hung up before she could argue and I jammed my phone back into my bag. I slammed my hands against my car, annoyed.

“Hey Naomi! What’s up?” I turned when I heard Taylor’s voice.

“Nothing!” I said, turning and facing my friend and forcing a grin into my face. You ready to go? I'm starving!” I opened the car door and got into the driver’s seat. We had some great plans for dinner tonight, and I wasn't going to let them be ruined by the mess that was my life.

~*~

"Are you suuuure you have to go?" Taylor whined, rolling around on her bed and looking up at be with that sad puppy dog face she had perfected.

"Well, you can always ask admin to let me stay here for free?" I suggested, struggling to fit the last of my clothes into my bag. My car was all packed and ready to go, it was just the stuff I had worn to bed and my toothbrush that I had left to gather.

"Pah! As if that'll work!" Taylor sighed. She sat up, crossing her long slender legs and grinning at me. "Does this mean we get to throw house parties at your new place?" She asked eagerly. I laughed.

"You mean with my step-brother who just finished high-school there? Somehow I think my Mum would kill me if I did that." I picked up my bag and slung it over my shoulder, I took my phone out of my pocket and checked the time, swearing. If I didn't leave now I would never beat the traffic. I can't imagine what mum and Chris would say if I left Tommy waiting outside the house for too long.

"Right, well, I'm off. I'll see you later. Call me tomorrow and we'll organise a time to catch up, yeah?" I didn't bother waiting for an answer as I dashed out of the dorm towards my car. I felt lighter than I had in weeks, the prospect of not coming back to the campus significantly improving my mood. Good riddance, I thought, glad that I would not need to come back to this part of the joint.

~*~

I did hit the afternoon traffic. It was particularly bad as there were a number of accidents on the way. Then, my GPS shit itself just as I reached the right suburb. To say this place was a rabbit's warren wouldn't have been a total lie. I drove around in what felt like circles for almost fourty five minutes, struggling to find the right street. In the end I pulled over and asked a lovely elderly woman for directions, only to find that I had driven past the street three times already.

When I finally turned down the street to my new home I could see Tommy's car in the driveway.

"Shit," I said, pulling up to the curb and wondering how long he had already been there for. I snatched my keys out of the ignition and got out of the car, plastering a huge smile on my face despite how stressed out I was after the drive here.

"Tommy!" I called out, walking up the path to the house. "Sorry I'm late- so much traffic. Have you been here long?" I ran my hands down the front of my light blue jeans and was glad I had chosen to wear my white tank. The sun had made it's way out from behind the ominous clouds and was making up for all the shining it didn't do earlier in the day.

I looked at him and my smile turned from something fake into something a little more genuine. I'd forgotten how hot he was. I remember the first time I'd seen him, right after meeting his dad for the first time. When Mum had shown me a picture of Chris I had agreed with her, oggling over the fact that she had found a hottie. When I first met Tommy he seemed so young, gangly and awkward in that way that only teenagers could manage. But now? Well, if I thought Chris was hot then his son was an inferno. He had grown up well, Tommy, even though it was certainly not something I should have noticed. I shook my head, pushing the thought from my mind. My eyes slipped past him to the house he was standing in front of.

"Shit, Mum wasn't kidding when she called it a fixer-upper," I said, frowning now as I took in the old place. The outside was held together well structurally, but the paint was all pealing and the garden was in need of far too much love. I pulled the spare set of house keys out of my pocket and chucked them to Tommy.

 

[The_J0k3R]

"Tommy!" I called out, walking up the path to the house. "Sorry I'm late- so much traffic. Have you been here long?" I ran my hands down the front of my light blue jeans and was glad I had chosen to wear my white tank. The sun had made it's way out from behind the ominous clouds and was making up for all the shining it didn't do earlier in the day.

“Uh, no, just got here like ten minutes ago,” I lied, smiling as she approached. She looked good, better than I remembered, really. It had been quite a while and I had missed her. She and her mom had come into my life when I was a freshman in high school, and while there had certainly been a transition period, we had become close over the couple years before she left for college, and still kept in touch over facebook. I had always felt a little weird looking at her pictures though. She was a hottie, and she was my (step)sister, so she really should have been off limits.

"Shit, Mum wasn't kidding when she called it a fixer-upper," I said, frowning now as I took in the old place. The outside was held together well structurally, but the paint was all pealing and the garden was in need of far too much love. I pulled the spare set of house keys out of my pocket and chucked them to Tommy.

“No kidding,” I replied, catching the keys when she tossed them, forcing my eyes to pull away from enjoying the view of her lithe, petite form in the sun. It hadn’t gotten terribly hot yet this summer, but I knew it was only a matter of time before it would be sweltering. I hoped like hell the AC worked!

I hefted one of my bags out of the back of the pick-up and slung it over my shoulder. “Let’s check it out,” I said, walking up and opening the front door. It creaked loudly.

The interior was in much the same state of decay as the front, if not worse. The carpet was old and stained. Paint peeled off the walls, and there were several holes that would need patching. A couple walls even had graffiti on them. This house had obviously been well-partied in over the years, and tended to by lazy frat boys. I shook my head.

“This is gonna be a lot of work,” I said, setting my bag down with a thud on the floor. The smell of stale beer permeated the place. “I hope they got this place real fucking cheap,” I grumbled. Ugh. The summer after high school ended was supposed to be filled with fun, adventure, craziness, the last escapades of a group of friends all about to start new lives.

I got to rehab a house. I looked over at Naomi and smirked a bit. At least the scenery was really nice, I thought…

 

[SinisterSpiders]

"Cheap?" I laughed, following Tommy into the house, my nose crinkling in distaste at the stench of it. "They real estate probably should have paid them to take it."

I walked past my step-brother and started exploring the house, it was much of the same everywhere. By the time we returned to the same room I let out a heavy sigh.

"Look's like we have one heck of a fun summer break, huh?" I joked, leaning against the walls. Secretly, I was pleased that I would have an excuse not to go out and party. My last party had been an utter disaster to say the least, and I needed a break from the booze and the boys.

My phone beeped and I took it out of my pocket. A message came up and I smiled.

"Well, at least my bed will be delivered on time!" I said, showing Tommy the screen. The truck should be arriving within the hour. "When's yours coming?"

 

[The_J0k3R]

“My, uh, bed, right,” I said. I had kind of been hoping there would be a couch in decent shape. But as I looked at the couch sitting there in front of me, I cringed a bit. That thing had to go!

That’s when I recalled one of the many things Dad had been saying to me before I left the house this morning, and something about a bed delivery he had for me being delayed a couple days. The drive, a four hour ordeal, had stressed me out a bit. “Yeah, that’s right. Dad said it was delayed but should be here in a couple days. I’ll figure something out. Gonna have to run to the hardware store in town anyway to get some material to get started on this disaster.”

As I walked around, looking through the house, I began developing a plan of attack. The house wasn’t huge, just a living room and kitchen, a couple bedrooms down the hallway and a bathroom. The bedrooms at least were cleaned out, no gross leftover furniture there. One bedroom was larger than the other. I looked into it. It looked depressing. “We’re gonna have to fix this up nice before we move your bed in there,” I said.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

Great- a delayed bed delivery. I looked at the horrid excuse for a couch. I sure as hell wasn't sleeping there. When I heard Tommy speaking from down the corridor I followed him, easily as unimpressed with the bedrooms as he was.

"We are probably best focusing on one room at a time. No point having half of everything on the go and nothing finished," I thought out loud. I looked up at him then, like really looked up.

As we stood just outside the doorframe I realised how much I had to crane ny neck up to look at him.

"Shit Tommy! You got tall! When the hell did that happen?" I said, shaking my head in disbelief. There was a stage when I was taller than he was- all blossoming teenage glory whilst he was stuck in that awkward transition phase.

 

[The_J0k3R]

I chuckled as she started talking about how tall I was. I remembered looking up at her when we had first met, but I guess my growth spurt came late, really, kicking in just after she had left for college. She was at least a foot shorter than I was. “Guess I can’t call you big sis anymore,” I said, shaking my head. From my vantage point, the view down the front of her shirt was teasingly delicious.

“Yeah, I agree. One room at a time, then tackle everything outside.”

I reached into a pocket and pulled out a pen and notebook, and walked around the room, looking around and making a list of the tools we’d need. I made sure to speak the list out loud as I wrote. “So what color are we painting this room?” I asked her.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

"I'm still older than you," I grumbled, snatching the pen and notebook off him and giving him my sweetest smile. "Which makes me the boss."

I looked into the bedroom, the bigger of the two. "Assuming this is mine," I considered for a moment "I would like a light blue... Exact shade would depend on a trip to the hardware store."

I drew a smiley face in his notebook and pushed it back into his hands.

"Looks like we're going to need a stack of cleaning stuff... And something to fill those cracks in the wall." I said. "I can help you bring the stuff in from your truck and we can take that. It'll be too squishy in my car."

Though I knew my car could handle the trip to the hardware shop, it would be a cramped ride for Tommy. I had a tiny two door thing, his head would probably hit the roof.

 

[The_J0k3R]

I smirked as I watched her flaunt her “bossy” side, a role we had fallen into easily as teenagers.

“If we hurry, we can get there and back before your mattress shows up,” I said to her. Taking my notepad back from her, I spun and headed down the hall. There was a lot of stuff in the bed of my truck, most of it tools for doing all this work. Fortunately, the house came equipped with an attached garage, and with my truck backed up the drive, it would be an easy enough unloading. I had half of the truck emptied out before Naomi even made it to the front door. Minutes later, we were ready to roll.

“So, what’s college like?” I asked her as we drove through town. I recalled passing a hardware store somewhere along the road from the freeway to the subdivision, so I headed that way.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

I don't know why I bothered to offer Tommy help, he had most of it sorted before I got to the front door. I had taken a quick look around he place to figure out what else we would need immediately. Toilet cleaner certainly came to mind. Though we wouldn't have much time, so I guessed that this would be the first of many trips.

"College?" I hummed at his question, I could hear the anticipation in his voice. I remembered being that person, the one who felt like the world had opened up before them. Excited about the new direction of my life. "I dunno," I shrugged, "it is college... Classes can be hard but it is worth it. Having to get used to a room mate was interesting.. But you won't have to deal with that at least. So, you glad to be finished school? Feeling all grown up now?" I asked, eager to change the topic away from my recent college experiences.

 

[The_J0k3R]

“Uhh, kinda, yeah,” I replied. I hadn’t been expecting her to change the subject so quickly. “This definitely wasn’t the summer job I was looking for just a couple weeks ago,” I said.

We pulled up to the hardware store and I parked. “I, uh, I guess I do feel kinda grown up though, all of a sudden. Like, dude, I have a fucking house! How many of my friends can say that?” I smiled, feeling better about this whole situation. Normally, I was pretty reserved and would have kept that all inside. Being with Naomi though, it was suddenly easy to open up, more than I was used to.

In the hardware store, we loaded up all kinds of stuff. Drywall patches and plaster, nails and screws, all kinds of cleaners and sponges and buckets and lightbulbs and… The list went on.

“You sure that’s the right shade of blue?” I asked her as we stood in the paint department with a fully loaded cart, standing behind her and looking easily over her shoulder.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

I couldn't help but chuckle at Tommy's dismay at the change of his plans for summer. I could understand his sentiments exactly. We got to the hardware shop and we were both kike machines, racing through the place and grabbing everything. It looked like Tommy knew exactly what he was doing as he snatched items off the shelves. I left him in the paint prep aisle to go to the colour swatches. I took several different ones off the walls for other rooms of the house, and then found two shades of blue I had been lusting over on Pinterest. I had just returned the losing shade back o the wall when he came up behind me, his body heat radiating against my back as he peered over my shoulder. I looked down at the swatch and saw the bulge of my cleavage in the bottom of my view, I straightened my shoulders and shifted my top up subtly before stepping away from him, nerves racing.

"Tiffany blue. What self-respecting girl wouldn't be sure about this?" I asked with a grin. I wrnt over to the paint counter and got a big tin mixed up, struggling to carry the heavy container back to the trolley but not wanting to ask for help. I grunted as I managed to shove the can in the trolley and then stood back with a satisfied grin.

"Right, looks like that'll have to do if we want to catch the bed delivery..." I said , looking round at the multitude of other things we undoubtedly needed but would have to leave behind. I pulled my mum's credit card out of my pocket. "Luckily this renovation is on our parents," I laughed, leading the way to the registers.

 

[The_J0k3R]

She was sure. Together we booked it to the check-out, paid, and were on our way, making it back to the house just in time to see the bed-delivery truck arrive.

A guy and a girl came out of the truck, and paperwork was quickly signed and they carried the large mattress into the house for us. “You guys sure look like a happy couple,” the girl said on the way out.

“But good luck with this house!” her partner was saying. They had seen me unloading all the supplies from the hardware store. I had been about to correct the girl’s comment about us being a couple, but then my eye caught with Naomi’s.

“Uhh, thanks,” was all I said in reply. All I could think about was that I sure wouldn’t mind being with Naomi!

 

[SinisterSpiders]

It was all a huge rush but we made it just in time to see the truck drive. I supervised the delivery while Tommy emptied his truck. The girl who was there smiled at me knowingly.

“You guys sure look like a happy couple,” she said as she ducked past me.

“But good luck with this house!” the guy added as he passed me the consignment note to sign. I signed it, biting my lip as I resisted the urge to correct him. It would only be more awkward for everyone. They waved goodbye as the jumped in their truck and drove off.

"Well," I said, clearing my throat and ignoring the gleam in Tommy's expression when he caught my eye. "I might empty out my car. See you inside?" I shuffled off before he had a chance to reply and went about the business of moving my own meagre amount of possessions into the lounge room. There was no point putting it all in my room yet, as it would be better to have a clear space to work with when we painted. When I was done I rifled through a box for a couple of cups and took them to the kitchen, filling them with water before seeking Tommy out and offering him a drink.

 

[The_J0k3R]

“Thanks,” I said with a smile, taking the cup and downing the water. I had a short ladder out and was applying blue painters tape along the edges of the ceiling at the walls. I handed the cup back to her after gulping the water down.

That’s when I looked outside and saw the backyard through her window. “Holy shit,” I said, “it’s a jungle out there!” I shook my head and chuckled. Of course, nothing about this house was going to be easy, was it? I looked a little closer.

“Hey, is that a swimming pool out there?” I asked. A tarp was spread over a central area of the yard, with weeds sprouting up all around it. “Dad didn’t say anything about a pool.”

 

[SinisterSpiders]

I peered through the window at Tommy's exclamation and grinned.

"Hey! Looks like we have a new priority!" I said, thinking that having a nice clean pool to splash bout in would be a perfect way to cool off after a hard day of renovating.

"Peaking of which," I looked up at him. Really up, considering the already hulking thing was on a ladder. "I'm going to give the floors and the bathroom a clean. I think I might just out my mattress down on the floor in the lounge room until we get the painting done." I informed him before giving his taping one last look and heading out.

Whilst the last owners had made a token effort to clean the place, the fact that it had been uninhibited for a while meant that it was covered in a sticky layer of dust. It took me a while to get the bathroom decent, and I went through several buckets of water to get the floors mopped. When I was done I had worked up a fine sheen of sweat. I put the mop and bucket back in the pokey laundry and went tk the kitchen, realising the entire space in there needed cleaning too. And the fridge. My stomach wad already rumbling.

"Hey Tommy! I might get something delivered for dinner. What do you feel like?" I called out as I walked through the house to find him.

 

[The_J0k3R]

I nodded in agreement at her assessment, the need to rehab the pool was definitely going to be a priority, and I had a feeling she would set up her new mattress for a night or two out in the lounge room, until we had her bedroom ready.

I had peeled off my shirt a while before Naomi came to find me, asking about dinner. An immediate hunger grabbed me at the mention of food. "Pizza," I suggested. I was about 90% done with the first coat of paint. I looked over my shoulder at her and saw her standing in the doorway. Her hair was a bit on the disheveled side, and her sweat made her clothes cling to her like a second skin. I was impressed. She had been busting her butt!

I stepped down off the ladder and faced her. I was also covered in sweat, and random dots and splashes of blue paint. The window was open and the ceiling fan was going, but still the paint fumes, and maybe the heat, was starting to get to me.

I smirked and said: "you don't happen to know where we could get some beer, do you?" An iced cold beer sounded really good after the day we had had. Of course, I'd only ever drunk beer a handful of timed in my high school career, but... I was kind of in college now, right?

 

[SinisterSpiders]

I stopped in my tracks when I saw him. He and his shirt off and was just looked just as warm as I felt. Actually, he was hot. Flaming fucking hot. Not only had he gotten taller, but he got ripped. His muscles shone with his sweat and I flushed at the sight of him. He was covered in flecks of paint and it was endearing, it made me think that it would be nice if we were a couple and this was our first house together... I shook my head.

"Right, well if you want beer I am going to have to go up to the shops. I can get the pizza while I'm there. I might have to tell your Dad though, his little boy wanting to get drunk on the very night he moves out? You are one bad boy!" I teased.

 

[The_J0k3R]

I smirked a bit, seeing the way her eyes crawled over my well-built physique. I knew she wouldn't tell Dad, by the way she giggled a bit.

I took a peak outside. Just enough daylight left. "Okay' so you go get us pizza and beer, I'll finish this first coat on your room," I said, emphasizing the "your" bit, "and we should have just enough daylight to figure out what the pool needs."

I was actually a bit excited. Naomi and I had never had "adult" beverages together before.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

I felt a bit bad that he had ended up doing so much of the painting but shrugged it off, at least we had both been working on something.

"All right, I'll be back soon," I said as I left the room.

I was out and back within the hour. My fake ID worked a treat and I bought the beer that the guys on campus had been favouring lately. When I got back I put the stuff on the counter.

"Dinner's ready, wanna set the table?" I called out, joking. I cracked open a beer for Tommy and poured some water for myself. I had considered getting some of the vodka I liked but the when I went near the bottle my stomach roiled and I had to walk away. Perhaps it would be safest if I didn't drink for a while. Water would have to do for me.

 

[The_J0k3R]

I heard Naomi call out for me, just as I was wrapping up. Painting was definitely not my specialty, but I had done a decent job. The fact that it was going to be my step-sister’s bedroom had given me a bit of inspiration to pay closer attention to the details, stuff I had typically missed on painting projects in the past.

The smell of the pizza was really more than enough to draw me out of the bedroom. My belly roiled and I realized I hadn’t eaten since I had gotten out of the truck here. I was famished.

I came into the kitchen, and headed right for the pizza, and my step sister standing next to it. I quickly gobbled down a whole slice before even stopping to grab the beer, and that’s when I noticed she was drinking water.

“This is delicious, thank you,” I said, after swallowing down my first slice and a gulp of the beer. I felt the calming effects hit me immediately.

“So, uh… Would you mind if I, uh… Slept on the edge of your bed tonight?” I asked. I had been pondering the question for half the afternoon. “I can run out and get an air mattress or something,” I suggested, almost immediately. My sister and I had never shared a bed before.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

I tucked into the pizza as soon as Tommy arrived and gobbled down his slice. It was distracting though, trying to eat while he had his shirt off. Mum normally had a rule that shirts had to be worn at the dinner table, no matter the temperature. I wondered if she had become lax in that or if it was Tommy enjoying his new found freedom. Either way I didn't really mind too much.

I could hear the tentativeness in his question and I shrugged.

"An air-matress would be a waste of money," I said evenly. "I plan to replace that couch anyway, so if anyone sleeps over they can stay on there..."

I took another bite of my pizza and tried to look cavalier.

"You can sleep on my mattress if you like, it'll only be for a couple of nights. As long as you don't snore. You don't snore, do you?" I asked, trying to ease the situation. I had shared beds, platonic of course, with plenty of people before. If all you are doing is sleeping, it isn't really a big deal. And making Tommy sleep on one of those blasted air matresses... well, they deflated in half a night in the best of situations. He'd be on the floor come morning.

 

[The_J0k3R]

“No, I don’t snore, not that I’m aware of,” I said, joking a bit. “Thank you.” The thought of sleeping next to her definitely sent a rush of blood to my nether regions. I would have to make an effort to face away from her!

“So, your bedroom has its first coat of paint. I’m too damn beat to do much more tonight. I’ve got some movies, we could watch something on my laptop?” I suggested.

It didn’t occur to me until after I made the suggestion, that the only place to really relax and watch something together would be on her new bed… I blushed a bit at the thought, and bit into another slice of pizza, oblivious to just how obvious my arousal was growing…

 

[SinisterSpiders]

"Thank you!" I said, genuinely appreciative of his efforts. "I will be sure to help you out tomorrow. I just wanted to make sure we had somewhere clean to shower..." I trailed off, finishing up my dinner and sitting leaning back against the wall.

"A movie would be good," I said, looking over at the mattress on the floor, still wrapped in plastic. "I have some towels and stuff im one of those bags, feel free to take one if you need it. I'll get that bed sorted."

I got up, washed my hands and set about unwrapping the mattress. I chucked the plastic into the nin in the garage and then went back in. I had already known what size bed I was getting, so I had the sheets and blankets already prepared. I went back into the lounge room and put the linnen on, bending all the way over to get it into place. I even had two pillows which was good. Although knowing mum she would have had Tommy well packed. I put my spare on anyway and stretched out, yawning. I couldn't believe what a good day it had been. There was a fair bit of work that we had done, but it was easy. My last week had been horrid, stuck on campus and musing over... Well, I didn't want to think about it now. I didn't want to ruin my good day.

 

[The_J0k3R]

“Thank you,” I said, genuinely appreciative of my step sister’s efforts. I realized then that all my stuff was still out in the garage. “A towel would be awesome,” I told her, and started rummaging through the luggage she had pointed to.

I did find the towels… As well as Naomi’s carefully packed lingerie! I did my best to slip the towel out without disturbing all the lace and satin and fishnets…

I’m sure I blushed a bit as I did so, but I wasn’t sure if Naomi noticed. I grabbed her soap and shampoo as well, and realized, as I walked into the bathroom, that I would wind up smelling all girly. I shrugged. Oh well. After all, if she liked the smell…

I will admit I took a minute to get off, in the shower. The release was pure ecstasy, and my hope was that it would keep me from getting too terribly aroused while lying next to her.

Of course, when I got out of the shower, I realized I had forgotten to grab clothes. With a sigh at my own stupidity, I wrapped the towel around my waist and headed out.