Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 36

At Home

Candy stood there for ten minutes, relishing the memory of Evan's hands caressing her. It wasn't a massage, he was caressing her, his desire filling is cock. His breath had been on her neck. What if he'd kissed her?

Now that the moment had passed, she thought it obvious she would have laughed it off like it was just him being cute, but she had gotten wet. Was she just indulging her fantasies or was it worse than that?

Evan had always been her little man, and she'd always been flattered by his constant attention, but never considered he had ulterior motives when he touched her. She'd encouraged him. When his father gave her attention and showed appreciation and met her needs, it had been easy to play mommy. How many years had it been since he did that?

The more Evan turned into a man, the harder it was to see him as a son, and lately, he'd made it so much more difficult. It would be so easy for her to veer off course. The less John cared for her the more Evan paid attention. Twice he'd gotten hard with his hands on her, and even had the nerve to press his manhood against her body. She had been blinding herself to the obvious, Evan still had a crush on her. Could a woman like her do the right thing, break his heart, again?

At Jason's House

Jason's conscience still bothered him, but Becky had never given any indication that she knew he'd blown his load on her carpet while staring at her pussy. Unfortunately, his guilty conscience couldn't erase Becky's new and improved pussy from his mind. He thought about it and dreamed about it, and let his fantasies go wild, but he also avoided his sister as much as possible.

He put the milk, cereal and a bowl down on the table, then sat. Becky and his mother were over by the sink talking about something he didri't care about. He poured milk on top of his cereal, covered it with sugar and realized he didn't have a spoon. "Becky, bring me a spoon."

"Could you, please," his mother said.

"Sorry," he said. "Becky, could you please bring me a spoon?"

"Anything for you," Becky said.

Her tone made him nervous. "Oops," she said, "I dropped it."

Before he could say anything, his sister bent at the waist to pick it up. It happened quickly, but he saw it in slow motion. Right there, in front of their mother, Becky's shirt went up and her pussy appeared between her legs, just like when she was brushing her teeth. It had to be intentional, he thought.

Becky picked up the spoon and walked towards him, their mom in the background oblivious to his sister's hips doing more than they needed to do. When she stopped in front of him, he said, "You dropped it."

She whispered, "Sorry, I'll wipe it for you," then she used the end of her shirt to wipe the spoon.

In his mind, it was methodical and seductive the way she held the spoon he was going to eat with so close to her pussy, and almost showed him she wasn't wearing underwear. How the fuck had his sister learned that?

"Thank you," he said, and turned away. After today, for two months they'd be alone in the house all week while their mother was at work. Shit, he had to get a job.

At school

Deana grabbed Rebecca's arm and detoured her into the girl's room. "I can't believe I let you talked me into this," she said. "What a rush."

Rebecca looked under the stall doors and moved Deana into the comer. "I'm not going to make it through the assembly without touching myself. Look, I'm naked under here," she said, while lifting her skirt.

"Stop. I don't want to see that..not now." Deana pushed the front of Rebecca's skirt down.

Rebecca said, "Sorry," then kissed her. She wanted to resist, but opened her mouth and let Rebecca slide her tongue in. The fear of being caught and the taboo of it turned her into a ballistic lust missile.

'Wait, stop, before I rip your clothes off," Deana said.

"You don't have to. Rebecca pulled her skirt up again.

"I guess we're past all the fear of being--"

"No, I'm still scared, but that makes it more exciting." Rebecca looked around again. 'I swear I'm out of my mind homy. She reached for Deana.

"I know, I know," Deana said. "Save it for later. We gotta go." She really didn't want Rebecca to stop, but they couldn't go down on each other right there. They would have plenty of sleep overs during summer vacation.

Later at home

Gloria moped into the room and sat at the kitchen table. "That doesn't look like the face of someone starting their summer vacation, Candy said.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing' Gloria said.

"That might work on somebody who's not your mother. Give it up, whatever it is. Is there a boy you're gonna miss all summer?"

"Ah, not really," she said. "How come I can't go to school with Evan...and Deana next year?"

Candy shook her head. "Not that again. I don't want you going there, that's why, and that's why pay for you to go to private school. The public schools here arerit great."

"I don't want you typing all that doctor's junk to pay for it," she said. "They're good enough for Evan."

Candy sat and moved the chair closer to Gloria. "Last time we talked about this you agreed you didn't want to go to that middle school because there wasn't a good art program and your friends -What happen, are the Softball Sisters having a problem?"

'No, Gloria said, and hung her head. "Mom, have you ever really, really like somebody, but they don't like you or whatever?"

"I don't know about whatever, but yes, I have, everybody has at some point. Is it anybody that I know? Someone who goes to school with Evan?"

"Um, it doesn't matter who because nothing is ever gonna happen. He's not interested"

"How could anybody not be interested in such a beautiful, smart person like you?" Candy said. "And I'm not saying that because you're my girl, either. It's true, you can get any boy you want, but hold out for the best."

'Thanks, Mom, but it's complicated. Let's not talk about it. I'll forget about it. It's just a crush. You grow out of those, don't you?"

Candy took too long to answer, "Of course you do. How about we go to Miss Tonya's later and you can play with Jayda?"

"Mom, I'm not a kid. We don't 'play, like with dolls anymore."

"You know what I meant, hangout or whatever you big girls do. III play with Miss Tonya, and you grown ups can do whatever you do."

At the end of the short school day:

Evan came out of the school feeling the need to shout with joy. Looking forward to the glorious months ahead made him forget about that moming. He walked towards the parking lot giving high- fives to people that he probably wouldn't see until school started next year. Most of them he wouldn't miss, but he noticed someone he would. Darlene was already on one of the school buses, sitting in the backseat. He stood there for a few seconds hoping she'd look his way. She didn't. Then to his surprise, Jason's sister, Becky plopped down in the seat next to Darlene. He scanned the school bus and saw that it was mostly empty, yet Becky sat right next to Darlene. He made a mental note to ask Jason how his sister knew Darlene. What an unlikely pair, he thought, how on earth had they become friends.

"What the heck" Evan said, when he saw Rebecca and Deana already waiting at his car. "This is shocking. Why'd you pick the last day to finally start showing up on time?"

Rebecca stepped in front of him, toe to toe. 'Evan?" She batted her eyes.

"What do you want?" He sidestepped her.

"Could you please give Ann a ride home too? Pretty please."

"Hmm, maybe...but what are you gonna do for me?" he said.

"Whatever you want, Rebecca said.