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“Don’t forget that Hannah is coming tomorrow,” said dad.

She was my stepsister who I had never met. Dad got remarried a few months ago to Adele after being divorced from mom for almost ten years. She had begged me to go live with her in Unalaska, but I wasn’t up for small towns and freezing conditions.

I loved mom more than dad since she was kind, and dad was a shrewd businessman who tried to teach me responsibility by making me work for everything that I wanted. I understood where he was coming from, but paying for my college tuition wasn’t easy. The only way I could manage that was by selling my stash.

The following day, I was in my room when I heard Adele talking to a female. I popped my head into the hallway and saw a blonde in a white tank top and jeans that revealed her tight ass and curvy legs. Her dimples showed and teeth glistened as she smiled.

“Hi, I’m Julian.”

“Hannah. Nice to meet you.”

“I’ll let you two get acquainted,” said Adele before walking off.

“Let me get that for you,” I said and grabbed her bag.

She smiled. “A gentleman. I like that.”

I walked first into the room and put her bag in front of the queen-size bed. Hannah looked at the wooden floor and the window in the roof, then ran her hand over the silk linen. “Your dad definitely has done well for himself,” she said.

“In business, yes. With family, not so much.”

“What do you mean?”

“The guy is in love with his businesses. He spends more time there than at home. That’s why he and mom got divorced.”

“I see,” she said and lowered her eyes to the floor. “Hope it works out between him and my mom.”

“I’ll be in the room next door if you need me,” I said and headed for the door.


I smiled with my back to her as I left, knowing that Hannah had guys vying for her attention and I had separated myself from the pack by leaving.

In bed that night, I couldn’t stop thinking about how nice it would be to bend Hannah over the bed and give it to her doggy style. I wonder if she’s a screamer or one of those who moan while clenching her teeth and grimacing. Man, it would be nice to spank that ass. I can only imagine how soft her skin must feel.

I whipped out my dick and rattled it. After five minutes, I grabbed the tissues from the bedstand and covered my dick with them as I unloaded.

A knock on my door in the morning jolted me out of sleep. I yawned before opening the door. “Morning,” I said.

“Hi. You’re still in bed?” asked Hannah.

“Well, it is the holidays, right? What’s the point of getting up early?”

“Some of us exercise in the morning.”

“Okay. You need something?”

She stood on her toes and peeked over my shoulder into the room. “That looks interesting. What you got going on there?” she asked. I opened the door wider and gestured for her to come in. I figured that showing her my room would make her more comfortable around me. “What you got cooking up in here?” she asked while looking at my apparatus.

“My experiments. I’m studying medicinal chemistry.”

“Interesting. Have you come up with a drug that cures cancer?” she asked, smiling.

“Not quite, but I’m working on it. What do you do?”

“I’m studying to be a CFA.”

“A what?”

She raised her eyebrows. “Certified Financial Analyst. I’m working as a finance intern at this crappy company, but I applied for my dream job at New Horizon Investments, and they said that they’d definitely consider me once I get my CFA qualification. I saw by the way the CEO goggled at me during the interview that it’s in the bag. Then, I’m set for life.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but why did you visit us when your mom could’ve gone to you?”

“Well, I wanted to meet you and Mr Adler, but it was also an opportunity for me to get some money out of mom. I told her that I’m running low.”

“But you’ve got a job.”

A sly smile appeared on her face. “Any opportunity that I can squeeze cash out of mom, I’ll gladly take. She feels sorry for me because dad abandoned me, so she tries to heal my wound by funding me.”

“Good for you. All right. Thanks for stopping by. I’m sure you have to start training.”

Hannah gaped at me. I kept looking at her so that she would be the first to break eye contact. She turned around, shook her head and walked out of the room. I smiled and closed the door.

Two hours later, there was a knock on my door. I opened it and saw Hannah. Just as I thought. “What’s your problem?” she asked.

“What do you mean?”

“You’re so quick to dismiss me. You’re such a jerk,” she said with a slight smile.

“Come in.”

I sat next to her on the bed, and we looked at each other and smiled. “You’re very beautiful,” I said.

Her eyes sparkled. “Thank you. That’s the nicest thing you’ve said to me.”

“Don’t get used to it.”

She smacked my shoulder, then smiled. As I grabbed the back of her neck and massaged it, she closed her eyes and lowered her shoulders. I squeezed her face and pulled her towards me, then kissed her. She ran her hand up my leg, and I grabbed her tit. I knew it was rushed, but I couldn’t help myself. My hands had a mind of their own, and they pushed Hannah to lie on her back before reaching down for her jeans.

I took off her jeans and looked at her pink panties before pulling it off. Her hairless pussy stared at me, begging for a lick. I parted her lips with my fingers and licked her before standing up and pulling down my pants.

“You got a condom?” she asked.

“No. Hope you don’t mind if I go raw.”

She closed her eyes, and I grabbed her ankles and spread her legs open. My toes pressed the floor as I raised my heels and thrust rapidly inside her.

“Yes! Yes!” she exclaimed.

I lay on her and grabbed the top of her head, then rammed her deeper. Her lips pressed against my ear, and her moans encouraged me to carry on. I ran my hand up her leg and felt her muscular thighs. Feeling her silky legs made me harder if that was even possible. She opened her eyes as I stopped penetrating.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“I wanna see your ass.”

She smiled before bending over the edge of the bed and clutching the sheets. I stood behind her, spanked her and heard her giggle. I bit my lip and spanked her ass twice more, then heard her exhale a deep breath as I stuck my dick in.

Her moist pussy engulfed my dick, and I craned my head up and closed my eyes. I started with slow thrusts but sped up as the adrenalin rushed through me. My hands ran over her ass and down her legs. Something about feeling the muscles in her legs made me want to erupt.

“Oh, man,” I said.


“I’m gonna cum,”

Hannah kneeled in front of me and smiled as I sprayed my load onto her chest. She licked off the last bit from my dick and stood up. I lay on the bed and watched her walk towards the cupboard. “What are you doing?”

“I need a towel to wipe this off me.”

I leapt off the bed. “No, wait!” I said as she lifted a towel.

“What the hell is this?” she asked and turned around.

“You weren’t supposed to see that.”

“Are you on drugs?” she asked, holding a bag of cocaine.


“Then, why do you have this?”

“Promise me that you won’t tell anybody.” She nodded. “I’m selling it to pay for my tuition.”

“Why don’t you just ask your dad to pay? He’s loaded.”

“He doesn’t believe in handouts. That’s what he calls it. He actually doesn’t even want me to live here. He’s been telling me that I either get my degree or move out. There’s no way I can go live with my mom in Unalaska. What the hell am I supposed to do there? I have to get my degree to make something of my life, so I don’t have to sell that crap.”

“Who’s giving you the drugs?”

“I make it.”



“How does Mr Adler think you make money?”

“I told him that I work at a nightclub. I do, but it’s selling drugs. Believe me, I don’t want to deal with shady characters and junkies. It’s the only way I can afford fifty grand annual tuition. You’re not gonna tell anyone?”

“Don’t see a reason why I should if you can do something for me?”


“Well, your dad is drawing up a new will since he and my mom got married.”


“Mom is gonna be a beneficiary and so are you, which leaves me out of the picture. I want a piece.”

“There’s nothing I can do about that.”

“Not directly but indirectly, yes.”

“What do you mean?”

“I want half of everything that you’re getting. Draw up a legal document stating you have to pass fifty percent of everything that you inherit.”

“Forget it.”

“Fine. I’ll go tell your dad that you’re making drugs from his home and selling it,” she said and turned around.

“Wait.” She turned back to face me. “I can’t give you half of everything, but I’ll give you half of my portion of the house. That’ll be quite a significant amount.”

She looked up. “I’ll take it.”

I went to the family lawyer the following day and had him draw up a two-page contract, which he sent to me days later.

“There you go,” I said after I handed Hannah the contract.

She read the first page to ensure that the agreed clauses were stipulated but skimmed over the second page.

She smiled and grabbed a pen. “Great. I’m so glad that we’re on the same page.” She signed the document.

I took the contract and scanned it before emailing it to my lawyer. “I don’t know how to thank you,” I said with my back to her.

“For what?” she asked.

I spun in the chair to face her. “For agreeing to pay my tuition.”

“What do you mean?”

“Read the last clause on page two.”

Her smile faded before she snatched the contract out of my hand. “It says that I’m entitled to our agreement because I’ve accepted the responsibility of the cross-reference to Document B. What’s Document B?” I slid it off the table and gave it to her. She read it and said, “You bastard.”

“You see, Hannah, I knew that you were a money-hungry cow who wouldn’t read the document after the house part, so I slipped that last clause in there.”

“So what if it says that I’m taking on your student loan? I’ll still get your portion of the house, and I won’t pay your loan.” She smiled and flicked her eyebrows.

“You’ll be blacklisted if you don’t pay my loan. No company wants a finance candidate who’s on the blacklist, especially not a CFA.”

Hannah’s smirk evolved into a glare. “Okay, fine. At least, I’ll have a big sum from the house.”

“Oh, right. About that. You do know that it belongs to one of dad’s businesses? He’s only got twenty per cent ownership in that specific business. After the partner takes eighty percent of the sales price and your mom takes her share, we’ll split the rest between us. With inflation and taxes, it won’t be much, but you probably knew that since you’re financial.”

“I’m telling your dad about your drugs.”

“Go ahead. I can afford to live on my own now that you’ll be paying my college tuition.” I smiled. “Thanks.”


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