Unknown - My horny home

Seeing him bent over the engine, she had a sudden inspiration.

Bob could be the guy caught in bed with Alice! Why hadn't she thought of it before? The idea zipped through her brain like a prairie fire.

While holding the ignition wires for him, she marshaled her thoughts into an orderly plot.

"Bob," she remarked casually, "you and Alice get along pretty good, don't you?"

He shrugged. "Yeah, she's all right, I guess."

He never had tried to analyze his true feelings about the young girl who'd replaced his mother. Boy-like, he'd accepted it and tried living with it. No real problem. As long as he got three meals a day, a place to sleep, a school to go to, some spending money, and a car to tinker with, he was reasonably happy.

"She's not like our real mom, is she?" Karen asked.

"Hell no. She's just a kid compared to Mom." His voice was wistful. There were times when he missed his real mother more than he'd care to admit.

"She's sure changed Daddy since she married him. He's not the same to us any more, is he?"

"Gee, I don't know. I haven't given it much thought." He tightened the screw holding the breaker points, and stepped away from the side of the car. Wiping his hands on a cloth, he stared hard. "Okay, out with it, Sis. I can tell by these stupid questions your fiendish little mind is cooking something up. What is it?"

She grinned impishly. "Remember a few weeks back? When Alice left Dad?"

"Of course I remember. I didn't hardly eat for a week. Regular meals, that is."

"You know why she left?"

"I'm not sure. Dad mentioned it was because of you and something he did to you." He eyed her curiously. "Exactly why did she leave?" She had rekindled his interest.

Karen recited the whole stow, leaving nothing out. When she finished, he stared at her as though she had two heads, both of them addled.

"I'll be damned! You and Dad? In bed together?" He shook his head in disbelief. "Why did you ever do such a stupid thing?"

"Because I love Daddy!"

Shaking his head, he walked away. "I've heard of weird kids in my time, but you take the prize."

"Wait!" She grabbed his arm and spun him round. "I'm not finished yet."

"There's more!" His handsome face registered disbelief.

"Ever since that night Daddy and Alice have heated me mean. They barely speak to me. They look at me as if I'm some kind of a freak."

"Well, you are!"

"I blame it all on that woman! If she hadn't married Daddy, you and I and him would be living together as a happy family."

"We would?"

"Yes, but thanks to her, I'm in the dog house with Daddy. I want you to help me get out."

"Me?" His voice contained awe. "How can I help you out?"

"By doing the same thing to Alice that Daddy did to me!"

The idea registered. His jaw dropped. His eyes popped wide. "Me, in bed with Alice? Have Dad walk in on us?" He mumbled the words in disbelief.

"Exactly." She eyed him hopefully. "Please, Bob? Do it for me?"

He stomped from the garage, shaking his head in anger. "You stupid kid! You weirdo! I don't know what they're teaching you in school, but whatever it is, it's sure screwy!"

She caught up with him. He was heading toward the back yard. She walked alongside him, eyes pleading.

"Please, Bob. Do it for me? You like Alice. I've seen the way you look at her. I can read your thoughts. You'd like to get into her panties, wouldn't you?"

He flushed. She had been reading his mind. Many's the time he looked at his stepmother with those very thoughts tumbling through his mind. Alice was a very pretty young blonde. A voluptuous one. Karen had probed his inner thoughts. She had guessed rightly that he had often given thought to how nice it would be to crawl into bed with all that lush, blonde loveliness.

"Knock it off, Sis!" he muttered gruffly. "I don't even want to talk about it any more. You've flipped. Now, get out of here. Stop bugging me. I'm not about to fall for your silly scheme."

A tight smile came to her lips. She knew she had him hanging on the ropes.

Backing him against a tree, she played her trump card. "I don't think Daddy would mind too much if it happened," she whispered, her voice low and mysterious.

"What?"

"When me and bun were together that night," she lied, "he kinda mentioned it would be nice if we could do things like that often. He also kinda hinted," she added, "that it would be nice if you and Alice sort of got together like me and him were doing! So there!"

"He said that?" He shook his head in disbelief.

"Yep," lied Karen without batting an eye.

"You're kidding?" His voice contained a measure of doubt.

"Un-unh. I think Dad would like it if we could all sort of get together. That way, you and I wouldn't be running around with all sorts of different boys and girls. It would be purely physical. No regrets. Why not give it a try, Bob?" she whispered.

He wilted under her girlish guile. He was trapped by her web of lies, but didn't know it. She had planted the seed of lust in him. She had held out the possibility of him getting a crack at Alice's crack, a deep inner desire he'd entertained ever since Dad had trotted her home and announced he had married her.

"Gee, I don't know." He was still dubious, but under the influence of a

girl temptress. A beautiful girl temptress; even though she was his own sister.

Seeing she had him on the ropes, she whispered, "What've you got to lose? If the plan goes through, you wind up in bed with Alice. If it backfires, no problem. You can just say you were kidding. Maybe Dad and Alice'll be mad at me again, but so what? They're both already mad at me."

"What did you have in mind?"

"I was thinking, tomorrow night. Wednesday. Dad'll be going to his lodge meeting. I'll tell Alice I'm going over to see Angie for a couple hours.

That'll leave you and her alone in the house."

"So?"

"She usually goes to her bedroom to take a bath, and read in bed while Dad's at his meeting. Right?"

"I guess so."

"Well, I was thinking, tomorrow night, after she takes her bath and hops into bed, you can go to her bedroom for a long talk."

"Me? Go to her bedroom?" He frowned.

"Sure. After all, she's your stepmother. Anyway, you'll think up an excuse for being there. Like you want to have a long talk with her about the boys and girls bit. Mention that you can't discuss such things with Dad, but thought maybe you and her could talk about such things."

"'And?" His interest mounted.

"Take it from there. Pretend you don't know anything at all about girls. Pretend you've never had one. Tell her you've never even seen a girl naked. That it might help if she stripped and showed you exactly what a girl looked like nude."

"Wow!" His interest perked up. "You think she'd fall for that line?"

"She will if you use your head. Tease her with your cock!"

"Karen!"

She plunged on. She'd gone too far to back out now. "Unless I've completely misjudged her, she'll be only too glad to take you to bed. In the meantime, I'll be peeking into the room to see how you're doing. You leave the door open a crack. When I see things are going according to plan, I'll get on the phone, call Dad at the lodge, and tell him to get home immediately. That something's happening. I won't tell him what, but when he gets here, you should just about be getting into Alice.

"Karen!" Again he gave with. the anguished moan. He shook his head. "No! I won't do it! I can't do it. Not to Dad. The whole damned thing's silly." Being a bit more mature than his kid sister, he could see the whole stupid idea was filled with flaws. It would never work. It was too far out. Too crazy.

"Chicken!" she taunted.

He flushed. "I'm not chicken. It's just too damned silly. How do you think up such stupid Things?"