SINFUL PLEASURE

CHAPTER SEVEN

Evelyn straightened herself from the bent position she was in and pulled up her panty. Then she reached down and pulled her skirt up her thighs as her mother backed through the door, holding breakfast.

Her heart thudded faster, fear striking cold. Without the thrill of her step father's c**k in her, she was so aware of her flushed face and her hands pulling up her panties against her sloppy cunt. Her step father's c*m was already leaking out and soaking into her panties.

She ripped ger hands out from beneath her skirt and smoothed them as her turned around, a big smile on her face.

"Good morning, dear". She gave her husband a kiss on the mouth.

"Morning, honey". He replied in a clipped tone.

Good morning mother". Evelyn greeted as she trembling. Her hands clasped before her as she set three plates down on the table.

"Would you fetch your father his coffee?". Her mother asked, giving her a smile. Even though it was only breakfast, she already had her haired perfectly coiffed into the short style favored by all proper Christian women.

"Yes, Mother". She said, speaking politely in the way she was raised.

Her mother nodded her head in approval as Evelyn rushed into the kitchen, her flip flops sounding so loud on the hardwood floors. Her step father's c*m made her panties squishy. She could smell the scent of his jizz wreathing her like a perfume.

She would smell it. She began to panic. Her mother would smell!!!.

Evelyn rushed back in with her step father's mug of black coffee, setting it down on the table before him. He gave her a fatherly kiss on the cheek, just brushing the corner of her lips which sent an excited thrill through her. She took her seat on his left across from her mother, her breakfast of bacon and western omelets steaming and ready to eat.

"What is that smell?". Her mother asked suddenly, wrinkling her nose in disgust. "It smells like something musty".

Evelyn's heart raced. She imbibed her saliva, avoiding eye contact with her mom. "I'm sure it’s nothing mom". She tried to sound nonchalant.

"I will have to open the windows and air the room out". Her mother sighed. "I hate that musty smell. Well, shall we say grace?".

Evelyn gulped. She took father's warm hand, a flush shooting through her body, then reached across the table for her mother's. Her father said grace. As he did, Evelyn could hear no hint of hypocrisy as he asked God to bless them. He had just f****d his daughter on this table, the scent lingering in the room.

His hypocrisy was what led to her s****l awakening. Four years ago, she was working on the garden outside the church when she discovered her father f*****g Adelaide Smith, a woman married to Deacon Theodore Smith, over his desk. Watching her father, who had always preached against s****l immorality, made her realize the adults had lied to her. That s*x was amazing not something to be avoided. She m*********d watching them and had her first orgasm.

So she set about seducing her father's assistant. Last Sunday, her father ended up f*****g her in the dark baptismal changing room at the church, popping her cherry. She had hoped it would be David, her father's assistant unfortunately, her father was the one to read the note she wrote and came to see her instead. By the time she realized it was her father, it was too late to do anything.

He was such a hypocrite. Preaching against adultery and fornication yet indulging in it. He hungered for incestuous congress all the whole, speaking against it.

Since that day, he had been f*****g his step daughter in the house or at the church. Whenever he could get his hands on her, he would ram his c**k into her cunt and he would always blame her for making him sin.

After grace, her father and mother talked about the upcoming church retreat to which Evelyn rolled her eyes at. Now that she knew what she did, she was sure it was just an excuse for her father to freely f**k more women in the church.

The conversation suddenly turned to her as she was lost in thought.

"How are you planning on spending your spring break dear?". Her mother asked.

She blinked. She had planned to go out with some of her friends from school. She had already made arrangements. Unfortunately, before she could tell them that, her father spoke up.

"She will be helping me with the outreach in Los Angeles".

Evelyn glanced at her father, her mouth hang open. She quickly closed it before her mother could admonish her with one of her aphorisms like "An open mouth attracts flies".

She was about to protest but her mother beat her to it.

"Oh, that's wonderful!. It is good to know she is diligent in her faith". Her mother said.

"She is very diligent in her faith". Her step father lied. "Very obedient too. She is understanding her place in the world".

Evelyn sat wondering what outreach program was in Los Angeles. She couldn’t remember hearing about one. Sometimes she and her friends would drive out to Los Angeles to see a movie or hang out. She knew LA needed Jesus but she didn't understand why her father wanted to take her with him. She would only be a distraction.

Suddenly, the thought of being in a hotel room with her step father without her mother made her squirm with excitement all through breakfast. She couldn’t wait!. She was slowing beginning to lean into the role of her step father's personal s*x toy.

After breakfast, Evelyn helped her mother with the spring cleaning around the house. They polished the silverware while she stole a glance at her mother every now and then. She shook her head. She thought that her mother didn’t like s*x that was why her poor Daddy had to find it from other women to satisfy the desires awoken by sinful harlots. If her mother had not been soo up-tight, then maybe her father would never have cheated on her.

But then she never would have learned all about s*x and how wonderful her father's c**k was.