The Sisters Stratton

Jace was just about to pick up his first slice of pizza in the kitchen when the sound of feet on the stairs could be heard, and a redhead girl Jace’s age came down into the kitchen wearing tight jeans and a white tank top.

Jace raised his brows at the beautiful redhead, who had long wavy auburn hair, light green eyes, medium sized breasts, a toned ass, and a fit body.

“Hi!” the girl said brightly to Jace, giving a little wave, “I’m Lacey Stratton, welcome to Honey Hollow!”

“Thanks. I’m Jace Holland. I gotta say, I’ve had quite beautiful greeters.” Jace complimented Lacey, Peyton, and Bridget all at once.

More footsteps on the stairs, and a girl Peyton’s age came into the room, and Jace very much enjoyed the appearance of this girl.

She bore a striking resemblance to Lacey, with the same light green eyes. This older girl’s hair was a bit lighter red, more of a ginger color than an auburn. Her breasts were much more sizable than Lacey’s, on the upper range of large compared to Lacey’s medium sized bust. The older girl’s ass was nice and curvy, and her whole body had more curves than Lacey’s, though it was no less fit.

“Very beautiful greeters.” Jace grinned, and the college-aged ginger grinned back at the compliment.

She wore a crop top with a rather low neckline and skintight jeans which made Lacey’s tight jeans almost look loose.

“Lana Stratton.” she said in a sultry voice, and Jace looked her up and down as the older girl, Lana, approached him.

“Jace Holland.” Jace replied, enjoying the exaggerated sway Lana’s hips had as she closed the distance between them.

“Leave him alone, Lan.” Peyton chided, and Jace shook his head.

“You definitely don’t have to.” Jace told Lana, his eyes alternating between her near magnetic cleavage and her sparkling pale green eyes.

Lana smirked and threw an arm casually around Jace in a sidelong hug, her breasts enveloping his left arm.

“See? Some guys like having me around.” Lana told Peyton triumphantly.

“I’m just impressed you retained the ability to talk.” Bridget complimented Jace.

“It’s true. I am known for shocking most boys silent.” Lana said smugly.

“Not me.” Jace said confidently, and he pulled his arm out from between Lana’s breasts (with some ****), and slipped it around her waist. Lana shot him a grin.

“Oh, I like you. This is going to be a fun week.” Lana winked.

Bridget cleared her throat.

“Pizza’s getting cold, you two.” Bridget said, and Jace and Lana separated.

“So, what’s Amethyst Shore like?” Lacey asked as Jace picked up the slice of pizza he’d been about to grab earlier. Lana sidled up alongside him to eat her own slice of pizza.

“Much warmer. Not like summer time weather or anything, but we usually get to the high 60s.” Jace said.

“Poor boy had never seen snow before.” Bridget teased gently from her spot leaned against the counter. Lacey and Peyton laughed.

“I’d love to live in California. Then I can dress light year round, and not have to wear all these stupid layers.” Lana said, bumping Jace’s hip with her own.

“Maybe you can come and visit sometime.” Jace grinned.

“So, any plans for your week in town?” Peyton asked.

“Not really. I have to take some notes for a history report sometime this week, but I can do that whenever.” Jace shrugged.

“Nope!” Bridget said cheerily, “I’m taking you to the museum tomorrow. We’ll spend a couple hours there, you’ll take some notes, and then you can enjoy your week in Honey Hollow.”

“I’m not really the kind of student who really gets ahead on assignments like that.” Jace tried to protest.

“You live under my house, you live under my rules.” Bridget smirked. Jace grinned at the attitude in the MILF’s tone.

“I guess it’s a date, Mrs. Tarver.” Jace retorted, emphasizing the ‘Mrs’.

“Can’t wait.” Bridget replied with a wink.

Peyton looked in confusion between Jace and Bridget, but then Lacey piped up and took Peyton’s attention off her mom and Jace.

“If you need more help after the museum, I know Ms. Graff would be happy to help you with that paper. She’s our school librarian.” Lacey explained.

“Oh, that’s a great idea!” Bridget enthused, “Maybe I’ll give her a call. She’s best friends with my little sister, after all. I know her quite well. I’m sure she’ll make sure that you get everything you need for your paper.”

There was a knock on the door, and then barking from somewhere downstairs.

“Watson!” Peyton snapped in the general direction of the dog’s barking, and to Jace’s surprise, the dog actually stopped barking.

“I’ll get it.” Lacey said, and went out to the front door.

“He didn’t bark when I came in.” Jace said, nodding towards where the sound of the dog had been coming from.

“Yeah, he’s weird about who he barks at. It’s Sean’s dog, Watson. He wanted to take him with him to Redwater, but Mom said no.” Peyton explained.

“I didn’t want him worried about taking care of Watson instead of making new friends and enjoying his time in Redwater.” Bridget explained.

“I think I’ve heard of Redwater, it’s in California, too, right?” Jace checked.

“Yep.” Peyton nodded.

“Ugh, so Seanie’s getting to enjoy the Cali sunshine?” Lana complained.

“Yeah, he is. He prefers the snow though.” Peyton laughed.

Lacey came back into the room followed by a brunette girl who looked to be about Jace and Lacey’s age.

She was taller than the petite Lacey, with long, straight dark brown hair, and big brown eyes. The dark-haired girl wore a baggy hoodie that made it a little difficult to gauge the size of her bosom, and some similarly baggy pants.

“Jace, this is Joanne Gibble.” Lacey introduced.

“I go by JoJo.” the brunette, Joanne, said a little shyly, “I’m Sean’s best friend, and I promised him I’d show you around and look after you a little bit.”

“Nice to meet you, JoJo. I’m Jace.” Jace smiled at her.

“Want some pizza, Jo?” Bridget asked, gesturing to the box.

“Oh, I already ate. Thank you.” JoJo said politely.

“Well, I wasn’t aware that Sean asked you to take care of Jace while he was gone.” Bridget said, “I already made plans to take Jace to the museum tomorrow. He has a history report to do, so he needs some info.”

“Oh, that’s fine with me. Do you mind if I tag along?” JoJo asked.

“Don’t you have soccer? We’re going in the morning, before the crowds can show up.” Bridget said. JoJo groaned.

“Oh, you’re right, I do have soccer.” JoJo said disappointedly.

“Easy fix. Why don’t I drop Jace off at the school once we’ve finished at the museum? He can watch the tail end of the the practice, and then you can take him on the tour.” Bridget suggested.

“That works.” JoJo agreed. Lacey checked her watch.

“Oh, Lana, we need to be going.” Lacey reminded her elder sister.

“Ugh. I’m 21, you’d think I wouldn’t have a curfew anymore.” Lana groaned.

“You don’t know your mother very well then, do you?” Bridget asked, knowing all too well what Lacey and Lana’s mother was like.

Lana rolled her eyes, as she DID know what her mother was like. The two Stratton sisters said their goodbyes, with Lana giving Jace a brief but tight hug that pressed her large breasts firmly into his chest.

“See you at school Monday.” Lacey waved goodbye to Jace, and she and Lana left the Tarver house.

That left just Jace, Bridget, Peyton, and JoJo standing in the kitchen.

“Well, I had a long day, so I think I need some sleep.” Bridget yawned.

“Me too.” Jace agreed, “Plane rides take a lot out of you.”

“Oh, I’ll head out then, I just wanted to stop by and say hello.” JoJo said, and she hugged Peyton and Bridget before turning and giving Jace a shy smile.

“See you tomorrow.” Jace nodded at JoJo.

“See you.” JoJo replied a little quietly, and she also left the Tarver house.

“Let me show you up to the attic.” Bridget said, gesturing for Jace to follow her. Peyton stretched a little, unintentionally thrusting out her medium sized breasts.

“I’m gonna watch some TV for a few hours before bed.” Peyton said to no one in particular, and Bridget nodded at her daughter before heading to the base of the stairs.

Jace couldn’t help but ogle Bridget’s curvy ass as he followed her up the stairs. Her jeans clung tightly to her fantastic butt, which he appreciated.

They headed up the second flight of steps into the attic, and Bridget gave a low whistle.

“Those girls did do some nice work. All the boxes are organized, and they cleared plenty of space for a bed. I’m impressed.” Bridget said. Jace nodded, looking around but there was a draft in the attic, and he shivered a little.

Bridget’s blue eyes sparkled with amusement when she saw Jace shivering.

“Aww, are you chilly up here?” Bridget asked in a teasing voice.

“I’ll be fine.” Jace tried to shake his head, but Bridget laughed softly.

“No, no, let me warm you up.” she kept teasing, and she slid her arms around Jace, giving him a hug and rubbing his back.

“Warming up?” Bridget raised her brows, those beautiful eyes still shimmering with amusement.

“Oh yeah, nice and toasty.” Jace said, and feeling bold, he squeezed Bridget tighter, “Thanks, Mrs. Tarver.”

“Oh, stop with the Mrs. Tarver. Bridget’s fine.” Bridget said, and Jace looked down at her, nodding slowly. Jace enjoyed the caramel blond’s large breasts pressed against his chest, and he actually was warming up a little with her body between his arms.

“Alright. Thanks, Bridget.” Jace smiled, and she smiled back at him, “Not just for warming me up, but for driving six hours just to pick me up.”

“Closer to seven.” Bridget said, still smiling.

“Seven, then.” Jace said, and he squeezed Bridget again. Bridget squeezed him back, and then to Jace’s immense disappointment, she let go of him.

“If you need anything, I’m just downstairs.” Bridget told Jace.

“Even if I just get a little cold?” Jace asked jokingly, but some kind of heat passed between them when their gazes met.

“Anything.” Bridget repeated, “Just come find me.”

“I will.” Jace nodded. Bridget smiled.

“Good. Sleep tight.” Bridget said, and then headed back downstairs.