Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 57

A Force to be Reckoned With

was rejected twice, and I have determine that cannot change it enough to get it through on this site without hurting the story. However, chapter 6 is critical to the plot and you'll be scratching your head later if you don't know what happens at the end of Chapter 6. Unless you're reading for the sex only, I urge you to find Chapter 6. PM me or leave a comment if you need help.

Memorial Day was supposed to be a holiday, but Evan was at Miss Tonya's working. He wished he could have started yesterday after the creek, but that was a day of rest. His dad was such an asshole; he didn't even go to church, yet he insisted Evan follow the rules What bullshit, he thought. He couldn't work, but the haughty Christians didn't have a problem going to the stores or restaurants and being served by the people who had to work.

Working yesterday would have given him a better shot at finishing before Wednesday, and it would have been one day closer to Saturday, the day Miss Tonya tried to seduce him. He hoped she was still in the mood. With the confidence he'd gained at Jason's house, he was prepared to get fucked. Doing his mom's best friend would make him stop thinking about the other thing, and it would be less complicated than sex with Rebecca or Becky. Miss Tonya would have to keep it a secret. Man, that would be a confidence boost that would make his next year at school the best ever.

The sandy, red clay could have easily been turned with a pitchfork, but Evan used a pickax with granite cracking swings. Sweat ran down his chest and over his abs, darkening the waist of his blue jeans. He stopped swinging and looked over the three foot wide path of upheaval. It should have given him that feeling of pride and satisfaction that came with hard labor, but his mind jumped back. Maybe I'm OCD, he thought. No matter how many detours he gave his brain, it kept finding its way back to the things he didn't want to think about. If he hadn't seen Deana's teammate getting her brains fucked out at the creek, maybe he would have been able to forget the wet pussy on his dick thing?

The rest of Sunday, he had done everything possible to avoid

Deana. When he'd had to see her she had acted like her normal

self, not like a girl who had intentionally sat on his erection. His

mother had seemed normal, too, after he touched her tits, pressed

his erection on her back and shot a load in her red panties. He bet Becky would be her normal self when he saw her again. Jeez, it's Groundhog Day, nobody knows what happened. The only thing normal in his life was his father. He gave him shit about sleeping half the day away.

It was good to be at Miss Tonya's working. Time and distance would put things in perspective. Evan huffed and grabbed one of the bags of topsoil that needed to be mixed in with the native earth. He tore it open and flipped it over. Keep moving and stop thinking, he told himself, and emptied all the bags in piles along the path of overtumed earth.

When all the rich, black dirt was mixed in and leveled out, it was a nice reddish-brown. Evan wiped his forehead on his arm. It looked good and it felt good.

"Hi, Evan."

Evan knew the voice was Jayda's and it disappointed him. He was still holding on to the hope that her mother would give him a second chance. He started turning and said, "Hi, Ja-"he stared for a second, then found the rest of her name-"yda."

It wasn't just that she was in a bathing suit and not the softball uniform he was used to seeing her in that caused him to pause. It was because her bathing suit would have been considered skimpy when it fit, and that was two sizes ago. Obviously, softball uniforms weren't formfitting. He continued to stare at the blue triangle. She either has a big bush or a huge mound of pussy. Could one of Gloria's friends actually have that much?

Jayda picked up a bottle of something and said, "Could you do my back?"

"Huh?"

"This-"she held the bottle out-"do my back with this, but wash your hands first."

He didn't like one of Gloria's friends telling him what to do, but he wanted to touch her, so he walked over to the hose. He couldn't see if Jayda was watching him, but he was glad he wasn't going to make an ass of himself again with the retarded nozzle.

After washing his hands, he turned around and saw Jayda face down on the chair with her chin on her hands, smiling at him. He walked over, pretending not to notice that more of her ass wasn't covered by her bottoms than was. "Which end should I start on?" he said, trying to sound annoyed.

"Don't matter, as long as you get everywhere," she said, and reached behind her back. The bow came apart and the strings dropped to her sides. Her breasts immediately squeezed out from under her body. "I hate tan lines."

She's Gloria's friend, he reminded himself, yet still stood aver her, looking down at her ass. "Make room," he said, and sat down.

Jayda opened her legs and his butt settled between then. He realized he was in the same situation he'd been in when he massaged Deana, except worse. Jayda wasn't his sister, and the blue fabric between her legs was stretched like Saran wrap over her pussy. It was a lot more pussy than he imagined she should have. If she opened her legs a speck too far, that thing would swallow her bikini like her mother's ass had consumed her shorts. He couldn't help picturing it on some girl's face, or his own. "Here goes," he announced with fake confidence.

He squirted a line across her shoulder blades, then down her spine to her exposed ass crack. The tanning lotion was actually baby oil. When his hands were on her body, the oil conducted an erotic energy up his arms and straight down to his groin. He spread the oll across her shoulders, down her back and up the slope to her ass. It was a nice ass and he wanted to squeeze it to see if it felt as good as it looked.

"Mm, keep doing that...please," she said.

The way she purred out the word please made him eager to work on the small of her back. His cock had formed a ridge up the front of his pants. He could have easily leaned forward and made it the meat in an ass-cheek sandwich. He imagined she was naked, her ass oiled up and he was sliding his erection between her cheeks. "I'm gonna have to start charging for this," he said.

Jayda said, "I don't have much, but you can have all of it. I hurt my back and that feels soo goood."

She has a lot more than she thinks. He wished he didn't know what she did behind the dirt pile. Really, he wished she wasn't Gloria's friend. It was bad enough that he fucked Jason's sister. Their friendship would survive that if Becky turned out to be a typical girl and blabbed, but Gloria wouldn't get over him fooling around with Jayda. "If you wanted a massage you should have just asked for one," he said. He didn't have to fake his annoyance. This planet he

had been transported to was fucking with his mind.

"Um, no, really do need that spread... the oil, it makes me tan faster, but my back does hurt," she said.