Jake's red firebird engine was roaring, as he continued pushing the accelerator down. He was taking full advantage of the straight stretch of road to clear his troubled mind. The twenty-six year old couldn't believe the turns his life had taken.
"What am I going to do about her?" Jake asked himself.
Any decision he made, would have to be his own. He was all alone, as both his parents were now gone. First, his mother died when he was young. His father raised him the best he could, but spent most of his time at business. Jake knew he raised himself for the most part.
Now, after a short illness, his father died. Being the only child, his inheritance was very substantial. But what upset him now, his father granted lifetime rights of the family house to his stepmother, Janet.
Six months after the reading of the Will, and he was still putting up with the thirty-eight year old prude. She spent all day moping around the house in her church-lady outfits. He had no hard feelings for Janet. They understood each other's loss. But she was cramping the level of his hedonistic lifestyle.
Janet had runaway three casual girlfriends, the first night he brought them home, with her questions and frosty behavior. Jake would be the first to admit the girls were not of the top social caliber. They were only shapely attractive physical bodies to him.
Jake didn't understand what his father saw in the five foot six slender brunet Janet. Her dark hair was slightly beyond the shoulder, and might have been her best asset thought Jake. She didn't wear much makeup and her outfits hid whatever figure she had, if any. Overall Jake thought she looked fair, in a plain sort of way. But his dad had enough money; he could have had a supermodel. Janet didn't seem special to Jake, except the way she waited on his father. His father never wanted for anything without Janet quickly fetching it. Jake didn't know what their relationship was like; he was away at college for most of their six years together. After much thought, love was the only answer Jake could come up with for the attraction.
Living with Janet wasn't all bad to Jake. She acted like a servant to him. She fixed his meals and did his laundry. Jake had always done those things himself and didn't feel comfortable with someone else doing them.
Jake, However wasn't about to live like a Monk or a teenager sneaking around to see girls. He wanted a bachelor pad house, and he wanted his house. Janet, on the other hand, wasn't going anywhere though. When he mentioned buying out her rights she cried in such an unsettling way, Jake never brought it up again. If she left, it would have to be her decision.
Then a name popped into his mind, a name of a person who could help. Brandi was just the woman for the job. Jake had gone out with Brandi a few times, but she craved constant attention and excitement. She grew tired of her lovers quickly. Fortunately for her, she was a happily confirmed bisexual; so she had a larger selection to choose from.
When Jake got home, he couldn't contain his excitement. He called Brandi the second he walked into his home. Brandi accepted the challenge, especially when he included a trip to Las Vegas.
Everything was now set up; either the wild Brandi would set standards for all other girlfriends to follow, or the prudish Janet would want leave the house.
Either solution would be fine with Jake. His life and house would be his to do with as he pleased.
The next afternoon Jake was sitting on the couch, when the door bell rang. He knew Janet would answer it. He slid over so he could watch his stepmother's reaction. Brandi stepped into the house abruptly, surprising Janet. The twenty-eight year old Brandi was wearing a short green sundress that hugged her healthy curves perfectly. Her skin was tanned dark as usual. An exceptional tan considering she was a natural redhead. Her red hair was bright straight and lightly beyond the shoulder length. She wasn't wearing a bra, she never did. Her B cup breasts were so firm she didn't see the need.
"Can I help you?" Janet asked.
"Hi, you must be Janet," Brandi said. The redhead reached out her hand to the startled Janet. Janet accepted the hand. "I'm Brandi. Jake did tell you I was coming over, didn't he?"
"No, but he's in the living room."
Jake went to greet his guest. "Hey darling, you made it. I'm glad you're here." Jake gave Brandi a friendly hug. "Have you met Janet?"
"Yes we introduced ourselves." Brandi released Jake and grasped Janet's hands. "I'm so sorry about your loss. I can't imagine what you been through." Brandi's voice was sincere.
"Thank you, dear."
Brandi then hugged Janet tight. The hug lasted for a while. Brand began to let her hands roam slowly up and down Janet's back. When they parted, Janet seemed to be a little uneasy.
"Brandi is going to stay a while." Jake said.
"So that's another for dinner then?" Janet asked.
"Jake said you're a good cook. I can't wait to taste your—stuff." Brandi had a huge grin on her face.
Janet started to say something, but turned and walked away. Jake noticed Brandi's hardened nipples were showing through the fabric of her sundress. Her nipples were the type that swelled out over the entire nipple, and were easily visible when she was excited. She was never embarrassed by them, and liked the attention they produced.
"Why would you want to get her out of the house?" Brandi whispered. She had a sparkle in her green eyes. Then with a much louder voice she says, "She cooks, she cleans, and she's hot.
"Hot?" Jake could tell Brandi was already planning something. They walked to the couch and sat down.
"You don't see it do you?" Brandi patted Jake's arm and held to it as they sat.
Several times before dinner Janet checked on the couple to see if they wanted anything. Brandi made several specific requests, which Janet quickly filled, making the younger woman giddy. Jake thought he saw a tiny smile developing on Janet's face, but it was hard to tell since she kept her face down.
Dinner went by in the same manner. Brandi would make an occasional request of Janet to fetch her something. Brandi didn't say please or thank you, but Janet would hastily fill the request.
Jake felt like he could see Janet enjoying the meal and company. Brandi kept the conversation light and comfortable until the meal was near the end. Jake assumed it was part of the redheads plans; not knowing she had devised a plan that suited her.
