Potential - S01 E300

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Potential - S01 E300

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 300

Maybe that was all in Evan's mind, and the truth was, If it wasn't him, they should only kiss other girls? Or, was that feeling reserved for his sisters and Candy? God, I love kissing them, Evan thought. It was beyond the secrecy, fear, and taboo. The loving passion they shared was probably never going to be matched by another girl. Sure, Becky's kisses induced an animalistic lust, and he suspected Darlene or some other girl could create those feelings as well, but never what he had with Deana, Gloria, and Candy. He definitely did not want them kissing another guy. That would be a problem, wouldn't it?

Rebecca pulled away from Deana, turned, and gave him a lewd smile. Deana's coy smirk made him think it had been pay-back for locking Candy's door. They waved, and Rebecca dragged Deana in the house. Lust chemicals coursed through his veins, setting his mind ablaze. He tugged at his shorts, knowing he wasn't in the right state of mind for what he had to do next.

Other than the ceramic plate Deana made in her 7th-grade pottery class, which held a pile of napkins, the kitchen table was clear. Candy sat with her back to the door, staring at the empty chair at the other end of the table, John's chair. Soon Sally's car would come up the driveway, and her big sister would climb out in front of his cameras. It felt like years had passed since Tech advance install the security system.

Candy closed her eyes and pictured Evan that night, hurrying in for dinner, still pulling a shirt over his wet hair after his father yelled for him. She was furious about John's monitoring system. He could track her every move, see who came and went, and make sure she didn't see Cindy again. The cameras were another nail in the box he kept her in.

Now, without anger overwhelming her, Candy remembered things that didn't register that night. There had been a moment, a secret exchange of affection between Evan and Gloria. Candy saw it in her daughter's eyes. Then, Evan spotted the button that came loose on her blouse. He was staring; Candy knew that, so why did she do it? Resting her breasts on the edge of the table and twisting while reaching for the cheese had been intentional, but was it a childish fuck you, John, or something else? In her subconscious mind, had she wanted to excite Evan, inflame the boy's growing lust for her?

Evan's reaction was predictable and expected, but Candy hadn't anticipated the stiff nipples and warm moisture that formed between her legs. When looking back, it's easy to build a case based on what had previously been a string of split-second thoughts and feelings and tiny moments in time filled with subtle hints. Now, Candy had the evidence, knew where and when it all started, and what it led to, but had she known along the way what would happen next?

Candy opened her eyes and glanced out the bay window, hoping Sally would be there. Too bad, she thought, and answered her question, "Yes, I saw it coming She knew Deana wanted Evan and that eventually, he would take his sister's virginity. Although getting to watch it happen had been a life-altering surprise. The sight of Evan's magnificent cock cutting into Deana's beautiful body flipped a switch in Candy's subconscious mind that sent her back in time, mentally and emotionally. It also made it easier to justify her behavior.

All that insight, Candy thought, and I wasn't prepared for Cindy. Could she have stopped it if she knew what Cindy was going to do? No, the fortitude and moral character required to resist Cindy's love weren't what Candy was made of. What they shared had been molten lava. It was only a matter of time before it burned through Candy's denial. Even dozens of poundings from Evan's cock couldn't have prevented the eruption Cindy's kiss caused that night at the race track. An image of Cindy's Intense, dark stare, and the way the teenager forcefully took her in the stall, made Candy's face hot. If she had it to do over again, Candy would have gone back to Cindy before Evan happened.

Candy wanted Evan, needed him, had enjoyed every second with him, and she loved him deeply. Still, the boy didn't deserve the confusing mood swings and the conflict of her on and off desires. The night before, she made Evan fuck her like an animal, then shunned him this morning. He probably thought it had something to do with the way he violently took her from behind, but it didn't. She pressed her hands to her face. Damn, I need to do something, Candy thought, I can't just sit here with my thoughts and wait for Sally.

The kiss had started because Deana wanted her brother to think about her and Rebecca, wishing he could be with them. Not because she was mad or jealous, not really, but she wanted to make a point, so he'd never lock her out again.