Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 189

Did he love Gloria and Candy or did he love Gloria because of Candy? It didn't matter. His sister had a crush on him as he had on Candy and Deana. Somebody's heart would get broken sooner or later, but if he made love to Gloria, wouldn't it break her heart more when they realized it couldn't work? "Because we can't," he said as firmly as possible.

Gloria rolled off and put her back to him. He turned on his side next to her. His sister fit perfectly in the contour of his body. "Gloria, sometimes love gets mixed up."

"What?"

"You know, like if you love a camp counselor or a teacher, they may want to, but they can't love you that way. It's the same for a brother and sister."

"Like Mom, how you feel about Mom?"

"No, no I don't, but yeah, that's what I'm sayin'. If loved Mom that way, I don't, she couldn't love me that way back. We couldn't do anything about it because she's, Mom."

"I think you do,' Gloria said.

He tried to kiss her neck, but she shrugged him away. "You mad at me?"

She huffed. "Yen."

"Because you think I love Mom?"

"No, that doesn't bother me," Gloria said and scooted over. "But you could still, um, you know." She got off the bed.

Evan wanted to defend his position, but when he saw his sister standing there without anything on, he knew he didn't have a position. Gloria picked up one of his T-shirts and pulled it over her head. He gulped. The only way she could have been sexier would be if it were a mari's button down dress shirt that barely covered her ass. "I want to, but- They both turned towards the door. "See, It's a good thing," he said. "Somebody is coming."

His sister smiled as if he'd said it just wasn't the right time, yet. "It's Mom, Gloria said.

There was a soft tap, then the doorknob turned. "There you are," Candy said. "I should have figured you came up here last night."

Gloria tugged at the end of the shirt and said, "Evan brought me." then she gave him a suggestive smirk. He made a mean face, but It only made his sister smile.

"Isn't that sweet," Candy said and looked his way. Before he could say anything, his mother turned back to Gloria. "You have ball. Miss Tonya will be here to pick you up in thirty minutes."

"Oh, Mort"

"We agreed you'd finish the season. Well talk about it after."

Gloria groaned.

"You're getting good, and your team needs you, so go get ready."

"I'm going," Gloria said.

While they had been talking, Evan never looked at them. Maybe if he didn't see his mother, she wouldri't notice him trying to get his shirt on before he stood up. When the door clicked shut, he got out of the bed facing away from Candy, looked down, and exhaled, "Phew." He was relieved the shirt was long enough. His mother must have known he slept in boxers even when Gloria turned up in his bed, but she didn't need to know he had a boner.

Evan started towards the dresser, hoping to get a pair of sweats, but he stopped when he saw his mother would intercept him before he got there. She had been wearing a bathrobe when she entered his room, but he remembered it being tightly wrapped around her body. Now, It was loosely fastened. Right, left, right, her thighs cut through the flaps of material and threatened to open them all the way up to her groin. Her breasts flowed freely, ballooning into the large gap. He should have been thrilled, but it was intimidating. Had they ever been alone in his room with the door closed? No, not like this.

"Did you two have a good night's sleep?" Candy asked and looped her arms around his waist. She leaned back and looked up at him. It seemed like a romantic movie scene.

Yeah, I mean yes."

"Good, I'm glad she didn't keep you up," Candy said. "I know sometimes she gets rough."

"I, ah, I thought because Deana wasn't home and-"

"It okay, Evan, you don't have to explain, Candy said.

What was appropriate now? Evan didn't know, so he rested his straight arms on top of her shoulders and waited for a sign. His mother glanced around. He looked down. Her robe was open all the way to the belt. Her cleavage was deep and wide; her tits didn't touch together. He saw the outer edges of brown rings and her stomach. His body did one of those shiver-jerk things that he couldn't control. Candy had come to his room with a bathrobe scantly tossed over her naked body. He stepped forward. His growing excitement pushed against her warm body. Now all Evan had to do was flip the switch in his mind that turned off all his memories, then he could completely forget she was the woman he was supposed to call, Mom.

"You going to the races tonight?"

"Ah, I'm, you know, grounded."

"Don't worry about that," Candy said. "I know it's important to you. I don't think you should miss out on this opportunity."

What the fuck just happened? His mother told him to disobey his father. "Okay"

Evan placed his hands on his mother's lower back and started massaging her. She rested her head on his shoulder. His cock lurched, fighting the elastic waistband. This was it; he was finally going to have his Candy or get rejected by his mother. His heart pounded in his chest and his brain flooded with chemicals. He held his breath, waiting for her response to the erection jammed into her stomach.

Candy looked up at him with an expression he had seen before. "Honey, I know things have been a little crazy. The same disappointment Evan had felt when she broke off the kiss outside the bathroom door ripped through him. "Do we need to talk more about what happened?" She opened a gap between their bodies and crossed her arms over her chest.

Evan didn't need to check; he knew his dick was bulging. He didn't care. "Mom."

"I know, honey, I know," she said. "I'm sorry. Things will work out."

"They will," he said, not sure if he was agreeing or asking a question, then he added, in a pleading voice, "I love you."

"I love you, too," Candy said. "I'm sorry, Evan, I better go."

"But-

"We'll talk later. I have to go."

Evan couldn't speak because he was screaming inside. Candy walked to the door, opened it, looked back, then walked out, closing the door behind her. Unless time could be reversed and a different set of events transpired, things would never work out. The damage had been done. Evan felt like throwing himself on the floor and flailing his arms and legs like a child who didn't get the candy they wanted at the check-out counter.

Deana looked down between her spread legs. Rebecca, who was sitting on the bathroom floor, smiled and said, "Lift your legs higher and leaned back more."

"I'm leaning as far as I can."

The cute little gymnast batted her eyes and said, "Then moved that sexy ass of yours closer to the edge."

She moved her butt forward on the toilet and rested her right foot on the sink. "There, now hurry, this isn't comfortable."

"I'm almost done, Rebecca said and smeared some shaving gel on her butt hole.

"Ahhh, know don't need to be shaved there."

Rebecca giggled, "I know, but I couldn't resist."

The steel slicing across her skin and Rebecca's fingers manipulating her labia sent her right back to where she had been for ten minutes, on the brink of a massive orgasm. It was more than the physical touch, though. It was a combination of the care and tenderness of Rebecca's movements, the loving expression on her face, and the anticipation of what was coming. All that made it one of the most beautifully erotic things that had ever happened to her.

"Voilà, Rebecca said and started wiping her groin and crotch with a warm cloth.

She purred, "Mmmm, easy."