Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 269

When he became painfully sensitive, he pulled Gloria up. She got on her tiptoes, wrapped her arms around his neck and shoved her tongue into his mouth. Evan didn't care that her lips and tongue were covered with his orgasm.

"How come you don't want to?" Gloria asked.

Lie, Evan told himself, but the truth spilled out, "I do, believe me, I do.

"Well?"

"I told you, it has to be special." He tumed the water off and opened the shower curtain. "I want to make it special, really special for you."

The realization that it was just a matter of time changed Gloria's expression. "When?"

He wrapped a towel around his sister's shoulders and started drying her. "After I get your birthday present." Shit, what am I going to get her?

Gloria hugged him with more strength than he thought she had. He ducked down, got his arms under her butt, and lifted her until she was looking down at him, combing her fingers through his wet hair. The expression on Gloria's face and the powerful emotions crushing Evan's chest altered his perspective. He wanted to carry her naked body to her room, lay her down on the bed and finally give his sister what she had been trying to get for weeks. He needed help.

Once they were out of the bathroom, Evan sent the smitten girl to her room and quickly retreated to his. That hadn't been easy. Gloria wanted to go with him, and he wanted to take her. The residual of emotions from the shower would have made it easy to spend the rest of the day in bed with her. If oral sex and a shower made him feel that way, he wondered what would happen if they made love?

That wasn't a hard question to answer. It would be precisely the way it had been after he made love to Candy, except justifying it would be easier. The girl wasn't married to his father, and she wasn't his twin sister. No, Evan thought, it's even worse than that. Gloria doesn't have a girlfriend, and she wanted it at least as much as he did. It would be like Stacey and him; they fucked every chance they got, except Gloria lived with him. He was fucked.

Jason wouldn't be able to help him, but Evan needed to talk to someone who would understand if he told the truth, which he wouldn't. Evan planned on calling Jason after he got dressed and asked Deana for help, but his phone lit up with his friend's name. before he started downstairs. He pressed accept, and Jason said, "Evan, I need your help."

Jeez, he thought, I'm the one who needs help. "With what?"

"Would you do Ms. Style?" Jason asked.

"Um, did I not mentioned that she's incredibly sexy in a fuck me kind of way?"

"Yeah, several times," Jason said. "So you would do her if you got a chance?"

"Of course," Evan said.

"Good," Jason said. "You ever get the feeling you met her before or at least seen her somewhere?"

He shook his head and said, "No."

"You sure?" Jason asked.

"Yes, and you've never met her, so why are you asking?"

"Hey, don't get mad, but I have, more than once," Jason said.

"What?"

"Yeah, I've been to her house. Darlene-

"Oh jeez," Evan said. "If Darlene is involved this has got to be good."

"I'm not making this up, Jason said.

"I know," he said. "Tell me about it."

Jason started by recapping some of the stuff from his original encounter with Darlene and Becky but quickly jumped to Ms. Style's house. Evan listened and nodded without asking any questions. After what he saw Darlene do to Deana, he knew Jasori's story was entirely plausible, except for one thing. "Where was Becky? How come she wasn't there?" He couldn't imagine that freak not being involved.

"Don't tell her any of this," Jason said. "She knows I went there, Darlene called her to get me there the first time, but she didn't get Invited."

"Yeah, but if you really had a threesome with her and Darlene, why wouldn't Becky get invited?"

Jason sighed. "Dude, does anybody understand why the redhead does anything?"

Evan pictured Darlene in that tiny bikini making out with his sister. "No, guess not," he said. "So Ms. Style just watched you fucked Darlene and didn't do anything?"

"Um, yeah," Jason said. "Like I said, the first time she role played Darlene's mother and coached me."

"Nothing else?" Evan asked. "The second time, dressed as Catwoman, come on, I know there's more. Why else would you call asking me for help?"

"Ah, that's kind of another thing," Jason said, "So you're not mad that I was with Darlene or went to Style's without you?"

"Jeez, why would I be? That's the ultimate threesome," Evan said. "I can't believe you kept it from me this long."

"I told you I had a threesome with Becky and Darlene, but you didn't believe me."

"That time you told me about it like it was a joke," Evan said. "It wasn't like when you finally told me about you and Becky. Why did you wait so long to tell me about that? It's not like we keep shit from each other."

"Sorry, man, banging your sister isn't something you just say over lunch," Jason said. "Besides, whenever I suggested you hook up with Deana you always made me feel like it was absolutely not something I should even think about. Why would I tell you?"

"Yeah, I guess," he said, feeling guilty. "Sorry. So what do you need help with?"

"First, let me ask you something." Jason said.

"Okay"