Stepbrother With Benefits by Lana J. Swift Read Free Book Online Page A

settled down at the dining room table with his laptop and a tall stack of papers to wade through. Across the room, Rachel lounged alone on the dark brown couch that would soon be his bed, watching the beginning of some obnoxious late-night talk show on television.
     
    After her truly bizarre behavior that morning, Jack planned on keeping a wary eye on that girl!
     
    Fifteen minutes later, Jack heard footsteps coming down the hall and glanced up as Beth strolled into the room, wearing an oversized white football jersey with the obviously intentional number “69” printed on the front, and scuffling her bare feet across the floor. She stopped between the two couches and looked pointedly at Jack.
     
    “Hey, Mr. Wilson... uh, Jack. I know you’re busy... but El’s studying for a test in our bedroom and she says – and I quote – my constant presence has become a distraction, and could I please leave her the fuck alone. Do you mind if I sit here and watch some TV with Rachel?”
     
    Too busy to care, Jack shrugged. “Rachel’s not bothering me, so I’m sure you won’t either. Just don’t set the volume too loud.” In fact, Jack secretly hoped that Beth’s presence would help ensure Rachel’s good behavior.
     
    “Thanks! I promise we’ll keep it down.” Beth grabbed a red and black plaid blanket and plopped herself on the empty couch, tucking in the blanket around her body.
     
    Rachel promptly spoke up. “Hey, girl... aren’t you gonna share that thing? It’s gettin’ kinda cold in here.” She patted the empty cushion to her right.
     
    Without saying a word, Beth hopped across to the other couch.
     
    Since the blanket was barely large enough to cover one person, the two girls worked themselves into a cuddling position, with Rachel angled against the right armrest and Beth wiggling between her legs, where she reclined against the buxom girl’s chest. The blanket was then able to cover the both of them, leaving only two heads poking out the top.
     
    Crazy girls! thought Jack to himself in bewilderment. To him, the apartment still felt much too hot – like it had been ever since he arrived. If he had time, he should try to fix the radiators before he left.
     
    The two teens whispered back and forth for a bit, but Jack couldn’t make out what they were saying and, frankly, didn’t care. He had more important things to worry about.
     
    Concentrating on his work, it was about fifteen minutes later when Jack heard a soft groan and glanced up. The girls were still concealed under the blanket and didn’t appear to have moved. Both seemed to be watching the television in rapt attention as some movie star hawked their latest blockbuster film. Jack was about to return to his work, when he saw a slight movement in the center of the blanket and paused, purely out of curiosity.
     
    At first, it looked as though Beth might be scratching an itch on the inside of her thigh... but the motions were a bit too slow, and went on for too long. He then noticed Rachel’s left shoulder moving ever so slightly. As Jack tried to sort out the various lumps in the blanket to determine which body parts were where, Beth changed her position against Rachel and slouched lower, pulling her feet closer to her body and sticking her bent knees overtop of Rachel’s thighs.
     
    Rachel’s eyes abruptly darted in Jack’s direction, but Jack saw them coming and returned his own gaze to the laptop just in time.
     
    A half minute later, he tentatively looked up again. The girls were still ostensibly watching television, but Beth’s eyes now had a glassy and distant look to them, and her cheeks seemed a little rosy. The blanket was pulled tight across their legs, concealing any evidence of motion, so Jack shrugged it off as his sex-starved imagination running wild after Rachel’s exhibition this morning.
     
    That is until five minutes later, when he heard yet another noise: a quiet, feminine moan. This time the sound was