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It was a dark and stormy night, but Jules had a lot of good things going for him. He was a junior at a great college that was close to his home. He lived in the dorms freshman year, but had moved home since, not needing to be on campus regularly. His classes were going well enough. His mother and step-father gave him plenty of space and he could live in their beautiful home. He got along well with both of them. He had friends and hobbies on the weekends. His biggest problem was his bossy, bitchy, bratty, and hot step-sister Tiffany.
His mother and step-father were away on some trip abroad and because he was 21 and Tiffany was 18 they were more than capable of staying safe and managing the house on their own. Technically Jules was supposed to be in charge. He was the older sibling, the good student, the golden boy, and the one who never got in trouble and was always responsible and respectful. Tiffany was more of a rebel and a partier, and while her parents had enough of a handful ensuring she behaved, Jules was having even a tougher time.
Jules' struggle with Tiffany wasn't just because she was forceful, bossy, and more self-confident than her timid and reserved brother. Tiffany's attractiveness led to Jules having a bit of a crush on his younger step-sister, as did most of his friends. Tiffany loved this and enjoyed antagonizing him by dressing a bit on the naughty side when his male friends visiting, throwing them off from their work or whatever geeky movies or board games they would normally be engrossed in.
Jules had dark hair and was a bit overweight, not obese, but the freshman fifteen was clearly more than only fifteen pounds and was showing on his body, as was more weight from sophomore year. Having never been athletic in any way, and Jules didn't see a practical way to shed the weight. He was fine with being pudgy for the time, deciding to wait to shed the pounds until graduation or a break in the school year.
It was Halloween night and Tiffany was out at a party with her friend Annabelle. Jules and his friends were considering a party, but it was rescheduled at the last minute, so he simply decided to get work done, wearing a fez, a bow tie, and a tweed jacket, hoping he could show up as the Doctor for the party, just doing his best to participate vicariously. He decided to work on a paper he had to do for his anatomy and physiology class. The class was challenging and he wished he had chosen chemistry to fill his science requirement. Chemistry was mostly just a math class, and while he was more a whiz at English, he understood math more than the human body, the class reminding him how little he used his own. Despite that, his nature as a good student meant he would get through this class and could study subjects more in line with his major.
It was only 9 PM and the front door flung open. Tiffany and Annabelle had come home far earlier than he expected. While his costume showed off his geeky nature, Tiffany and Annabelle had put their sexuality on display.
Tiffany was a smaller blonde with a slender, but athletic body. She was naturally quite pretty and her sexy schoolgirl outfit only added to that. Her friend, Annabelle, was taller and curvier, and even more fit, and while Tiffany's breasts were maybe a B cup, Annabelle had DDs and loved it. Tiffany was wearing a schoolgirl outfit that no school would allow with black stiletto heels.
Annabelle was wearing her cheerleader uniform, the actual uniform, but had made some alterations to sex it up, including hot pink stiletto heels, which she loved to wear, but not to practice. Annabelle was a total flirt and a bit of a female supremacist. She didn't dislike boys, just saw them as typically inferior to girls, and most acted idiotically around her, reinforcing this belief. She had a bit of a crush on Jules due to how he almost never broke character, but also was frustrated that he was either oblivious to her flirting he was and how indifferent he seemed toward her. Jules didn't always get signals and found Annabelle to simply be another of his popular sister's popular friends.
Jules saw Tiffany as Regina George, bossy, bratty, and bitchy behind her attractive façade. He saw Annabelle as Karen Smith of her friends, a slutty airhead who was actually a pleasant person. However, Annabelle wasn't particularly unintelligent nor particularly slutty. She was actually quite intelligent and a bit naughty. Jules mistook her flirty nature for signs of both, but was misguided in that estimate.
Despite his low esteem in both girls, Jules admitted that he fantasized about both regularly. This was especially true about Annabelle.
Jules was a bit perturbed they were home so early. He was trying to get work done and wanted peace and quiet, not two girls doing cheer routines and playing loud, trite pop music. Jules was a fan of Mozart and would have to put on headphones to drown out the rambunctious girls. He was fortuitous and took some solace that the girls didn't bring boys home and were not drunk and were actually relatively sober.
That was better than alternatives he had seen where Tiffany and her friends came in drunk and he had to clean up the barf. He was a bit angry that bratty, bitchy, bossy Tiffany had borrowed his car without permission. Had he not been busy that would have been something he would have fussed about, not that Tiffany would listen, this was not the first time she took his car without asking, nor would it be the last.
Tiffany also had her own car, but, being older, Jules had the better car and Tiffany always wanted to rise above her station. The fact her golden boy brother had a fancier car than her simply did not sit well. His car wasn't especially fancy, just newer and better than her car was. She was always borrowing it without permission. She regularly returned it dirty and with very little gas in it. If any.
"Hi girls, back so early?" said Jules.
"Like you care?" said Tiffany in her cocky demeanor, "I see you're still here doing your work, what else is new?"
"Hi Jules," said Annabelle. She waved cutely and bended a bit forward giving him a view of her ample cleavage. Jules immediately felt his penis become erect.
"Hi Annabelle," Jules says in a friendly tone before sarcastically adding, "Nice to see you too, Tiffany."
Tiffany rolled her eyes, then flipped him off before heading upstairs to her room. Annabelle lingered downstairs. She could tell Jules was staring at her for a moment, but pretended she didn't notice."
Annabelle strolled over to Jules exuding confidence, making sure her tits bounced and hips swayed a bit. Jules was fixated by the gorgeous girl in front of him. She leant down next to him, giving him a great view of her chest, "what are your studying, nerd?"
"Anatomy, especially female muscle structure, strength, and growth," he stammered a bit, intimidated by Annabelle's raw sexuality. She had made passes at him before, but was clearly becoming more aggressive and the effect was not lost on Jules.
"Sounds boring, Annabelle rests her breasts on Jules' shoulder, but this looks interesting," Annabelle promptly grabbed his cell phone, "mind if I hold this?"
"Hey that's mine!" said Jules, "Give it back!" He tries to snatch at it, but is not nearly fast enough as Annabelle took it out of his reach.
