Jason had come home from the war. A couple of years in Iraq, he hoped everything would be some sort of normal when he got home. He had lived in New York with his father and step family, his mother had died years earlier. He would have stayed, but things had gotten sort of weird between him and a certain step sibling. There were several key events that had led to Jason's sudden departure into the Army.
Perhaps the most dominant by far, was the time that he and his step sister had lost their virginity together. Weirded out by the situation Jason left, not the best way of dealing, but there it is. He had returned to the house, almost strangely indifferent to the passage of time. His parents welcomed him back with wide open arms and a party with all the relatives. From the moment he returned Kim, the step sister, tried resuming where they had left off. Her demeanor around him was flirtatious. She unabashedly would go into his bedroom with skimpy clothing to wake him and would tease him with "Hey, remember that time...." Yes, he remembered that time. How could he forget? He had to draw the line sometime. On the night of the returning home party he took her aside.
"Listen Kim," he said studying her striking features and remembering her amazing slender and toned body. He pushed her body out of his thoughts. "Nothing is going to happen between us again." She looked at him as though he was so naïve. "We can't do what we did before, ever again, do you understand?" She leaned forward catching her breathe and in taking his scent. She loved the smell of his body. She really couldn't explain the attraction. Even though it was forbidden she still wanted to taste this apple. She placed her hands on his Pecs sliding them up to his shoulders. "What are you doin--," his question cut short by her lips. He pushed her away. "Stop," he said, "Just what do you think you are doing." "I thought it was obvious," she said leaning forward again. Again, a second time he pushed her away. He didn't give her another chance and he walked out of the room.
She bit her lip, never had she ever been so forward. She wanted him so badly, she could taste it. A tinge of embarrassment found its way to her cheeks. She didn't want to be rejected again. She stood there thinking. There were ways to break him, she would have her prize. He went about the house avoiding her and talking to practically anyone else. He was going to pretend that the incident had never happened.
Drinks and food were served and Kim implemented her plan. Jason was particular about which beer he drank and as it happened everyone didn't feel the same connection to Saranac as to Molson Golden. A little sleight of hand and Kim had slipped some of the Viagra and tenaga that she had found in her father's medicine cabinet. The night wound down quickly afterwards and Jason and the rest of the family went to bed. Kim pretended to sleep; she tingled underneath her covers, the anticipation killing her. As soon as the house quieted down she slipped down the hall, her nighty barely touching her creamy thighs. She opened Jason's down and snuck in. He had drunk a couple of beers that night and was now sleeping soundly. She pulled a box from underneath his bed. She had placed it there earlier, when the plan was fresh in her mind. She pulled scarves from the box and gently and silently bound his hands and feet to the bedposts. For the last touch she unrolled a little bit of duck tape, the blood pounding in her ears, and placed it on his mouth.
