Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 28

Rebecca's ass was smaller, solid with muscles and the groove between her cheeks wasn't deep like his sister's. His finger traveled down, daring her to make him stop. She didn't. That had to be her anus under the thin layer of material.

He kept going until he could have fingered her if she was naked. She was hot and damp, and she sighed instead of shoving his hand away.

"All right," Deana sald, and turned out of his hold. "I think that's enough."

She must have realized he was taking advantage of the tumbler. He reluctantly removed his hand from Rebecca's ass. "Girls, I'm afraid I can't come to a conclusion, Bikini bottoms might be required to fully assess-"

"How about we just pull our pants down?" Rebecca said.

"Hell no," Deana said.

"I'll do it," Rebecca said.

"I'm sure you would. You're barely wearing anything as it is in those pants. You exhibitionist. Even if he wasn't my brother, I'm not showing my ass out here in public," Deana said. "Now let's go."

"Yeah, let's go," Evan said.

Ten minutes later, he dropped the two girl's off at Miss Daphne's gymnastics studio and promised to stay and watch next time. He said he had too much studying to do and headed to his meeting with Cindy.

After Evan drove away, Deana was still thinking about his hand on her butt. She hadn't had a clear view, but based on his expression and the movement of his arm, she was pretty sure he had explored every inch of Rebecca's ass. Her emotions confused her.

She was fearful that they had opened a door that could harm her friendship with Rebecca, but she was also jealous. Did she not want Evan touching her BFF's ass or had she felt slighted by her brother? That was stupid.

Rebecca slapped her behind, and said, "You still thinking about that big hand groping your butt?"

I wasn't, and it didn't prove anything," she said. "It was weird,

though, letting my brother feel my butt."

"I bet he's still thinking about your gorgeous padonkadonk. I know I am."

"Doubt it," she said.

A few hours later, Evan walked in the back door and his mother was setting the table. "Hi, Honey," she said. "Did you and Jason get any studying done, or did you play video games?"

"Of course we did, study that is." He did everything he could to contain the excitement he felt about getting to race. That was as long as his father was gone the weekend he was supposed to race Dale's car

She kissed his cheek and he looked down into the valley of cleavage that shouldn't have been so exposed. He didn't care what Deana said, their mother had changed. "Your sister needs you," she said,

He approached Deana's door like a chemistry final. One way or the other, he wasn't going to like it. She either wanted to chastise him for going to town on Rebecca's ass, or she wanted to know what kind of pervert fondles his sister's ass in public, or both. He knocked and waited for her to say, "Come in."

Deana was face down on her bed with one leg folded up. Her heel was touching her butt. "Evan, thank god. I need your help. I got a charley horse."

"Really," he said. "So how is that my problem?"

"It's not, but if you expect me to help you pass your finals, then you better get over here and start massaging my leg. And close the door."

He knelt on the bed and knee walked up to her foot. "What'd you try some gymnastics?" He grabbed her ankle and pulled it away from her butt.

"Ouch, easy, I'm hurt," she said.

"Where does it hurt?"

"I don't know exactly," she said, and pointed in the general direction of her inner thigh. "Start there and work your way up."