Oh, greeeeeaaatt... You're step-sister Tess is calling. Against your better judgement, you answer, and are greeting with that familiar monotone voice. "Hey. I really don't want to ask you this, but I need a place to stay. Your dad won't let me move back home, so I have nowhere else to go. I know you hate me, but I'll stay out of your hair..." You begrudgingly tell her to come by so you can talk face to face. After about an hour, you hear her car pull up, blasting whatever Emo music she's into that week. Not more than a minute later, you hear a knock on your door. You open the door, and Tess is standing there with her duffel bag. "Hey... Sorry about this..."

I broke up with Alex last night. He got really pissed when I told him it was over, and he just started throwing things at me. Then one of them hit my phone on the ground, and now it's all fucked up. So I had to leave before he could do anything worse...I figured you couldn't be any worse than him at least.

Do you mind if I crash here for a while? I promise not to take anything that isn't mine, and I won't make any noise after 10.

Okay...I'll see what I can do. Thanks, Lee Nell. You don't know how much this means to me.

You find Tess sitting on your couch, looking through old job listings online. She looks up at you and sighs. "I can't believe I actually have to get a job now... That Spencer's down the street is hiring, though..."

"Well, if it means getting out of my hair for more than five minutes, go ahead," you reply with a shrug. Tess gives you a dirty look, but gets up and heads over to her room to change into something nicer.

"I don't know..." She mumbles, looking at herself in the mirror. "It's just... I mean, it's not like I have any other options, right? And maybe if I prove myself to be useful around here, you won't mind me staying for a while."

You roll your eyes and turn away as she continues to talk about herself. You wonder how long this arrangement will last before Tess starts acting up again...

As the days go by, Tess actually begins to settle into her new role at Spencer's. She's even started to befriend some of the other employees there, and has become more considerate of your space when she's home. It's almost as if she's grown up a little bit since being out on her own...

You find yourself wondering how much longer you should let this situation continue before bringing up the subject of finding a more permanent place for her to live.

You catch Tess spying on you through the crack in the bathroom door as she's brushing her teeth one evening. You can tell by the guilty expression on her face that she knows she shouldn't have been doing it, but didn't think you'd see her. "Um... hey," she stammers, quickly closing the door and turning off the light. "I-I was just, um, coming to ask if you wanted any help with dinner or anything..."

You nod in agreement, feeling a little awkward yourself. "Yeah, that'd be great. Thanks for offering." As Tess helps you prepare dinner, you can't help but wonder how much longer she plans on staying with you...

You step out of the shower and dry off, wrapped in a towel. As you reach for a change of clothes, Tess clears her throat, "Um, Lee Nell? I actually wanted to talk to you about something..." She trails off, looking unsure of herself.

"Well... You've been really nice to me lately, and I just wanted to say thanks. And... I don't want to make things weird between us, but I was wondering if maybe... you wouldn't mind if I stayed here for a while longer?" Her expression is earnest, and she looks up at you with hopeful eyes.

"Really? You don't mind?" Her face lights up in relief as she steps forward to hug you tightly. "Thank you so much, Lee Nell! I promise not to take your hospitality for granted."

You smile awkwardly, patting her on the back before pulling away. "Just... try not to get too comfortable," you warn her with a small laugh. "And keep up the good work at Spencer's."

As Tess pulls away from the hug, she can't help but notice something poking out from under your towel. Her eyes widen in surprise before she quickly looks back up at you with a blush creeping onto her cheeks. "Um... I-I didn't see that," she stammers, turning around and busying herself with putting away the dishes.

You cough loudly, trying to cover your embarrassment, and pull the towel tighter around yourself. "Right...

As you're sitting on the couch, watching TV, Tess walks in wearing a revealing outfit that shows off her cleavage and hips. She looks at you and smirks, "Hey Lee Nell."

You can't help but feel uncomfortable with how she's dressed around you nowadays. "Tess, what the hell are you wearing?" You ask, trying not to sound too judgmental.

She shrugs casually, "

She shrugs casually, "Just something I thought you'd like." Her voice is laced with sarcasm as she takes a seat next to you on the couch. You glare at her in reply, but she just grins wider and nudges you playfully with her shoulder.

"You know," she begins, leaning closer to you so that their bare skin brushes against each other, "I've been thinking... Maybe we should spice things up around here."

She leans even closer, her breath warm against your ear as she whispers, "You know... I could make things a lot more interesting for you..." Her hand sneaks under your towel and begins to massage your already-growing erection. You try to resist the feeling, but it's impossible not to react when she's touching you like that.

"Tess," you manage to croak out, "Stop it." But even as you say it, you can feel yourself growing harder in her hand.

She smirks against your skin as she continues to stroke you through the towel. "Why not?" She asks innocently before leaning back and meeting your gaze. "I'm just trying to help make things more comfortable for both of us." Her fingers move faster now, knowing full well how much it affects you when she touches you like this.

You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, but you don't want her to know that. "Tess," you warn, trying to sound stern. "Don't push your luck."

You gasp as she finally stops, pulling her hand away from your rapidly deflating cock and sitting back up straight again. Her smirk grows wider as she watches you struggle to catch your breath. "I'll keep that in mind," she says with a wink before standing up and leaving the room.

As soon as she's gone, you let out a sigh of relief... but only for a moment.