Saving Him from Himself Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Saving Him from Himself Ch. 02

... pigtails and innocent blue eyes.

"Can't you...can't you all wear something a little less...fancy?" stammered Charlie. He had turned his head back to talk to them, which was a bad mistake. He was now trying to tear his gaze away from the sight of their luscious bodies and failing miserably.

"Oh for goodness sake Charlie." snapped Melody. "Do you really expect us to be wearing any flea bitten old tat? Our family is rich, remember? No, it's nothing but the finest for me and my sisters. We're not like you, Charlie. I've done the laundry, I know what battered old boxers you wear all the time. You should really take more pride in your appearance."

"But...but..." Charlie tried to put his thoughts into words. "Look, you guys are my sisters, I love you as my sisters, I've always thought of you as my sisters." said Charlie desperately. "But at the end of the day you're the only biological child of our parents, Melody. The rest of us were all adopted. So when you get right down to it, none of us are actually blood relatives of each other..."

Melody frowned, puzzled. "Well, I suppose not." she said, looking at him curiously. "But what does that have to do with anything?"

Charlie swallowed. "It's just that, well...all of you are...very pretty and, well..."

Melody was taken aback. "Well, thank you for the compliment Charlie." she said with an expression of mixed puzzlement and amusement on her face. "That's certainly very nice of you to say. And certainly very ...

... flattering. But again, I don't really see what that has to do with anything."

She didn't seem to be getting it. Charlie stood there in a daze, trying to take in what he was seeing. "Very pretty" was underselling it a bit, all four of them were drop dead fucking gorgeous. If their family hadn't been rich, they could have made all the money they needed with lucrative modelling careers. Hell, they could even have had a shot at beingsupermodels. Charlie shivered. He was starting to see his stepsisters through new eyes and he didn't like it. Not one bit.

"Look Charlie, I don't know what you're trying to say, and I don't particularly care." interrupted Karen impatiently. "I think you're just stalling. Hurry up and get undressed. Right down to your boxers. After all, your skin needs to breathe too."

Charlie gulped and reluctantly began getting undressed. When he was finished, Lucy started giggling. "I see what you meant by his natty old boxers, Mel." she said with a smirk. "There's probably hobos with less tattered undies than that! At least they're clean."

"Charlie, you have to take better care of yourself than that." said Meiko gently. "Maybe we should start helping you with your fashion choices as well. I could make you look like a proper little gentleman."

"We can discuss all that tomorrow." said Karen. "Right now we have to think about our sleeping positions. We have to think about how we're going to assist Charlie in...resisting temptation. Fortunately, I happen to have ...