Incest/Taboo Lady in Red

Steve was completely healed from his ordeal at the hand of the demented terrorist, but he found his conditioning had suffered greatly over the past month. Between being shot, beaten, ill, and cold, he had done very little exercising. Rehearsals began at six in the morning and lasted until long after the sun had set.

Thursday night found Steve and Gwen alone in Steve's hotel room. "I thought we'd never be alone again!" complained Gwen. "I've been on the pill for a while and we still haven't had sex! I don't know about you, but I'm so ready I can hardly stand it."

"Your dad spoke to me before we left. He asked me if we've had sex yet and I told him that we haven't done anything that would remove you from the virgin ranks. He told me he wanted you to remain in that rare state for a few more weeks," revealed Steve. "He said your mom wants to be sure that the birth control has had time to be effective. He also said he wants us to sleep in our own rooms at the hotel, and not together. He worries about your reputation."

"Why didn't he mention it to me?" demanded Gwen. "I would have straightened him out! It's been long enough and I think it's about time you screwed my brains out."

"I think that you answered your own question," replied Steve. "We're both exhausted anyway. I want to be rested, with lots of time and privacy when we make love the first time. I want you to remember it the rest of your life. I guess you should go back to your room. Ted probably made Jordan promise to call if you didn't return to your room before too long."

"Did Dad say anything about me not giving you a really good blowjob?" asked Gwen as she pulled Steve down for a long slow kiss.

"Now that you mention it, I don't think the subject even came up," admitted Steve as Gwen ended the kiss and dropped to her knees. "You know I'm going to have to repay you for this. I hope the walls are soundproof!"

"You know I could hear you in there," said Jordan when Gwen returned to the room they shared. "You're a screamer, aren't you? Here I thought you were a goody two-shoes virgin, but you're in there having hot monkey sex with the Boy Scout."

"I am a virgin. I don't seem to be able to catch a break there. Dad asked Steve not to screw my brains out while we were here in LA. Being a 'Boy Scout', Steve's going to honor Dad's request."

"What the hell was all the screaming and moaning if he didn't bang you?" demanded Jordan. "It sure sounded like you were having some pretty impressive orgasms."

"If you must know, Steve has other useful organs that he uses to please a girl. He's no one trick pony, although a lot of ponies would be jealous of his penis," laughed Gwen.

"Let me guess, either you did 69 or you took turns doing oral sex. I'd guess you took turns because you can't scream like that around a hard cock. Miss Goody Two-Shoes gives blowjobs? Who's going to believe this?" wondered Jordan.

"Oh, Jordan. I shouldn't have said anything! Please don't tell people about that. It would be embarrassing."

"Don't worry, Gwen. I know how important a girl's reputation is. After all, I have one for being the biggest slut in the country. I guess I earned it. I used to be proud of it until I met you. Everyone admires and respects you. That's way better than being laughed at and the butt of dirty jokes on late night TV."

The next day was even more rigorous. By day's end, both Steve and Gwen were exhausted. Gwen talked Steve into sharing his Jacuzzi. After a long bath, Steve once again found himself dining at the Y, partly to repay Gwen for her efforts on his behalf and partly because he enjoyed the pleasure Gwen derived from his newfound skills.

After finishing their round of pleasuring each other, Gwen put on a robe, kissed Steve, and returned to her room. When she opened the door, Jordan was grinning from ear to ear. Gwen realized that Jordan probably heard her in the throes of an orgasm again and gave her a big smile. Then she saw Kate, Stephanie, Diane and her mother sitting on the small sofa!

Kate and Stephanie were grinning as hard as Jordan. Diane was blushing while Paula was trying to look stern. "Young Lady, Ted gave Steve very explicit instructions about NOT having sex. It's very disappointing to think that Steve would disrespect Ted like that."

"Mom! We didn't have actual sex! Steve won't because Dad told him not to do it. Don't embarrass Steve again by saying anything about hearing us. You could make him so nervous or embarrassed that he might stop... , you know, doing what he does that I like so much."

"Just what does he do, Sis? You need to write it down or something! You look so happy! How many big O's did he give you, anyway?" quizzed Kate.

"We are not going to have that discussion!" interrupted Paula. "We want to hear all about the rehearsals while we eat dinner. See if Steve has enough energy left to dine with us."

"If he's still hungry!" laughed Jordan. "He may not be able to eat any more."

Kate and Stephanie gasped at Jordan's comment while Gwen turned a brilliant red. Paula and Diane both grinned and nodded their heads knowingly.

"It's been my experience that he'll be more than ready for steak and potatoes now," suggested Diane. "The light dining he just did will never hold him till morning."

"Mom! You shouldn't know about that stuff. You're my mom!" groaned Stephanie as the others, including Gwen, broke into loud laughter.

The next day was hectic as the group had to rise early and travel to a large mall east of the city. By eight AM, they were greeting shoppers. Jordan was wearing a one piece suit that seemed to reveal more than most bikinis. Kate and Stephanie were in more modest suits while Gwen started the day in a gown which matched up with the tuxedo Steve wore.

"The guy may be a jerk sometimes, but he sure cleans up good," observed Jordan to Gwen. "Don't tell him I said that, okay? I'm still mad at him for pouring soap down my throat and throwing away my cigarettes."

"I can see that," responded Gwen with a big smile as Steve headed in their direction. "I won't tell him what you said, but you should tell him what you think. He's really a very good guy. You'd get along great if you'd forget those little incidents."

"Gwen, you're stunning this morning!" observed Steve as he ran his eyes over his girlfriend. "Jordan, you look great in that suit. I know Amber's good, but she didn't create that figure. You're really sexy."

"You really mean it?" asked a surprised Jordan. "You really think I look sexy? You're gorgeous in that tuxedo! I mean, ... you look good, too."

Jordan blushed as she realized that she had revealed more than she had intended. Steve had been cruel and overbearing to her and she didn't want him to think she was okay with that. No one could get away with treating her like he did that day.

Gwen was pleasantly surprised at the turnout for the promotion. They were attracting a lot of interest from shoppers of all ages. Many of them seemed to know her name, as well as Steve's, and all about their adventures of the previous few months. Jordan was another draw as many people recognized her and asked for her autograph. Stephanie and Kate were very popular with the teen shoppers.

"I'm staying with Gwen and going to school with her for the rest of the year," responded Jordan to questions about how she wound up modeling for the "Lady in Red" line. "Steve and I will be doing a music video soon, so look for that. Yes, he's a dream, but he only has eyes for Gwen."

Jack Timberline was performing in concert that evening. Gwen was scheduled to do another guest appearance in return for him appearing in their TV show. Gwen left the promotion early with Paula to travel to the arena where Jack was performing. She had to get changed and do a quick rehearsal with him.

By the time the promotion was finished and the last autograph seeker was out the door, Steve and the girls were hungry and tired. They returned to the hotel with Diane and had a nice dinner.

"We're way too late to go to the concert and we didn't get any tickets this time anyway. Who wants to join me in the hot tub in a little while?" asked Steve.

"I'm not sure I can let the girls go down to the hot tub unsupervised," worried Diane. "I know Paula's pretty lenient, but I sure don't want any problems on my watch."

"The invitation includes you Diane," responded Steve. "Join us for a relaxing soak. You'll love it."

Diane acted reluctant, but the girls quickly talked her into going since they feared that she wouldn't allow them to go without her. Steve noticed that Jordan remained silent while Stephanie and Kate convinced Diane to visit the hot tub with them.

"Jordan, you'll go with us, won't you?" asked Steve. "You've had a long day, too. It'll help you relax."

"You want me to go with you?" asked a surprised Jordan. "You're not going to drown me or something, are you? Do they have any soap near that tub? I don't want to swallow any more of that."

"We've been doing pretty well, don't you think?" laughed Steve. "Don't try to smoke or swear and we'll get along great. Come on down with us. You know you'll enjoy it."

Half an hour later, Steve was sitting in the hot tub with Diane, Kate, Stephanie and Jordan. Kate and Stephanie squawked loudly when Diane and Jordan quickly took places next to Steve, but soon calmed down when they promised to switch places with them in a few minutes. On the way back to the room, Steve found he had received a text from Gwen. She and Paula were invited to dinner with Jack Timberline and would not return to the hotel for another hour or so.

When Gwen and Paula returned to the hotel almost two hours later, they found Kate gone from her room. Diane and Stephanie were not in theirs. Checking her room, Gwen found Jordan was among the missing as well.

Steve had given Gwen a key to his room, so she suggested to Paula that they check his room, even though it was almost one AM. Gwen quietly slipped the card key in the slot and pushed the door open. She stopped so short that Paula bumped into her.

Steve was stretched out in the middle of his king size bed, fast asleep. Jordan was tucked under one arm, with Stephanie under the other. Diane was lying behind Stephanie while Kate was asleep next to Jordan. An old movie was playing on the TV and a couple partial bowls of popcorn rested between Steve's legs.

"It isn't easy chaperoning a group of teenage girls when there's a testosterone laden hunk around," grinned Diane. "I had to stay awake to make sure the girls didn't take advantage of Steve while he slept. I can't take any credit for it, but Jordan seems to have forgiven Steve for making her give up smoking and swearing.

"We went to the hot tub for half an hour. Then everyone decided to watch a movie. Of course it had to be in Steve's room since he has the king size bed and he sleeps all alone, right Gwen? We got in our pajamas and then the girls actually worked out a rotation for being next to Steve, and followed it until they started falling asleep. Stephanie and Jordan were the winners there, as you can see. Kate and I wound up on the outside looking in."

"You were taking turns next to Steve, too" asked Paula with an arched eyebrow. "How can you expect the girls to show restraint when you don't?"

"Don't give me that 'look'. I sacrificed myself so the girls would have less time to get in trouble next to Steve. With me taking a turn, they spent more time in the second tier. I even had to speak to Stephanie a couple times about keeping her hands above the covers. She's so brazen with Steve! I hope she isn't like that with boys that'll take advantage of her."

Gwen was silent as she took the scene in. Smiling, she pulled up her phone and took a picture of the group packed tightly on the bed. "Now we have to wake these girls up and get them to their rooms. We sure don't dare leave them here all night. It wouldn't be safe, for Steve!"

Gwen began shaking the girls gently, beginning with Jordan. It took a few shakes before Jordan opened her eyes. She looked at Gwen and slowly realized where she was. She had Steve's arm around her shoulders and draped across her ample bosom.

"Gwen! I'm so sorry! We were watching TV and fell asleep. Steve didn't do anything. His arm wasn't even there when he konked out. I didn't do anything. Diane and the girls were here. They can vouch for me," insisted Jordan.

"You're beginning to succumb to Steve's charms, too? Don't worry about his arm. Maybe now you understand his relationship with Lisa better. He's really starting to like you, although he won't be making love to you. But he may come to love you and that's pretty nice by itself. You can tease and flirt with him, but he's my guy. That's his decision, not mine, although I'm glad he feels that way."

Steve woke up when the girls began crawling off the bed. It took him a few seconds to remember why his bed was so full. Then a big smile broke across his face. "Thanks for watching the movie with me, ladies. Did anyone stay awake to the end?"

The next day, Sunday, saw the group head north to a different mall. Once again they were very well received and were kept busy all day. Steve, Gwen and Jordan managed to sing a couple songs each and the crowd responded enthusiastically.

Paula, Diane, Kate, and Stephanie had to catch a flight, so they said their goodbyes as soon as the promotion ended. "Take care of these girls, Steve. Keep an eye on that Jack Timberline. He invited Gwen to spend the night with him right in front of me. I thought he was engaged to that Tawny Katt actress, yet he's trying to get Gwen in his bed. Since he suggested it right in front of me, I answered for Gwen.

"I told him that Gwen wasn't some tramp and wasn't sleeping with anyone without her parents' permission, at least not until she's in medical school. I neglected to mention that you have the permission that I denied him. It's not something we want to be general knowledge.

"I know you and Gwen will do a great job taping those shows. You two are amazing and we're all so proud of you we can hardly stand it! You've worked wonders with Jordan. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, but after that tantrum we saw when she first arrived, I was concerned that you and she would try to kill each other. Based on how she was sleeping in your arms last night, I'd say she's coming around. You have that affect on women. So, break a leg this week!" laughed Paula as she gave Steve a long hug.

After Kate, Stephanie, and Diane hugged everyone goodbye and left for the airport, Jordan found herself alone with Gwen briefly. "Lisa isn't the only woman in your family in love with Steve. I know Kate and Stephanie like him a lot, and Diane's very fond of him, but your mom is pretty much in love with him, too."

"Yeah, I've noticed that. But she's my mother and she loves me, and my father, even more. Mom's happy for me and she's happy to have Steve in the family. All my female relatives love the guy and that makes me love him even more. It reinforces my opinion of him.

"I've also noticed that you seem to be getting along better with him. Is it safe to say that you don't hate him anymore?" asked Gwen with a grin.

"I never really hated him. I was just pissed that he thought he could make me do what he wanted. You know what? It turns out that he can! I trust him completely. I put his arm over my tits last night after he fell asleep. Then I squirmed around until I was sure he was awake while I pretended to be sleeping. He never tried to move his hand a little to squeeze the twins. I never had a guy pass up that chance before. He's a good guy and you're a lucky girl. I think I might start behaving like Lisa does around him, if you don't mind."

"Within reason, it's fine. Keep in mind that he's my guy and he won't be making advances toward you, so don't let your ego get hurt. He will, however, let you tease and flirt all day long."

Gwen, Steve, and Jordan reported to the studio at six AM the next morning. Clyde was trying to cram as much taping into the three days as he could. He didn't tell Steve or Gwen, but he was hoping to record enough material to make all four TV shows in the three days. Normally, studios would spend a week or two on rehearsals and taping a single show, but they normally enjoyed bigger budgets than Clyde had.

Jordan approached Clyde with an idea she had for the show. Normally, the entertainers are the last people that producers and directors listen to, but Clyde knew a good idea when he heard it and called Steve and Gwen over.

"Jordan just gave a great suggestion that we'll follow. She and Steve will be on a dark stage with a spotlight on each of them as they sing that 'Just You and I" love song. I want you both to really bring it and look like you're very much in love while you're singing. When you finish the song, Jordan's light will go off and just as suddenly a spotlight will shine on Gwen, who's standing on the other side of Steve. You guys will sing "Endless Love" and I don't have to tell you to put some real feeling in it.

"When you finish the song, the spotlight on Steve will go out and the one over Jordan will come back on. Then Gwen and Jordan will duel with the duet 'Does He Love You'. It'll look to everyone watching that you two are ready to fight for the guy. I think the audience will love it, if you three do a great job delivering it."

Gwen was amazed at how much hard work was involved in doing a TV show. She and Steve were both quick studies and had rehearsed hard, but it still took quite a few tries before the director was satisfied with a production number. The show was following the format of the more successful variety shows of the past.

She and Steve would open the show with a short introduction as well as deliver a few jokes. Clyde decided that Steve would be the one to deliver the funny lines while Gwen played the 'straight man'. He based it on his belief that being the so-called 'straight man' required considerable timing and acting. He felt that Gwen was better at it. Steve had to agree and was very happy to be the one to deliver the humorous lines.

Gwen and Steve danced numerous dances, in an array of costumes. They performed dances from swing to modern and everything in between. The choreographer drove them to make every step, lift, and turn perfect. Sometimes they sang together, sometimes with guests like Jack Timberline and Jordan, and even solo on occasion. Wednesday afternoon, Steve and Jordan went to a different studio to tape a music video for Jordan's comeback recording.

"We always spent a week or more shooting these videos. Now Clyde's giving us four hours," lamented Jordan. "I've ruined my career bad enough that I have to take what I can get. The one thing I have going for me is you, Steve. Let's give them something to talk about! We'll make this so hot that viewers won't see any little glitches. With your chest and abs and my cleavage, we can't miss!" declared Jordan hopefully.

It was late Wednesday evening when the trio landed at the state capital. They got their car from the parking lot and drove back to Sparta. It was almost two in the morning when Steve pulled into Gwen's driveway. Paula was awake and welcomed them home.

"You kids must be exhausted. Steve, you can stay with Gwen tonight, but no screaming from Gwen. Can I get any of you anything before you go to bed?"

Gwen shook her head and grabbed Steve's hand. She hurriedly whispered her 'goodnights' and led Steve to her bedroom.

Jordan turned to Paula and smiled. "I watched those two tape those shows. I've got to tell you that they're incredibly talented. Those shows will be successes and it'll really help my career. I know Steve didn't want me around, but he seems to be warming up to me a little."

"My Dear, I may as well let you in on a secret. When Clyde first asked us to take you in, Ted and I refused. We have a lot of time and effort in our girls and we didn't want a 'wild child' like you to influence our daughters in a negative way. Then Steve called and spoke to Ted for about ten minutes.

"I've got to tell you that Ted really respects Steve. I guess that's obvious when you see that we allow Gwen to sleep with him. That's not a decision Ted took lightly, believe me. Anyway, Steve talked Ted into letting you stay with us. He promised to help keep you on the straight and narrow. He agreed with Clyde that you were a good person, but were allowed too much freedom at too early an age."

"Steve talked you guys into taking me in? I thought he hated me, or at least felt contempt. I never would have guessed it!" admitted Jordan.

"He's also been keeping tabs on you in school, once he learned that you were going to be attending it. He put the word out that anyone treating you less than favorably would be facing his ire. He has friends watch you and report to him if you're having a problem of any kind," concluded Paula.

"Gwen is so lucky," sighed Jordan. "I'm ashamed to say that I've probably slept with a dozen men, and I hardly remember any of them. But that night you and Gwen found me asleep in Steve's arms is a memory I'll keep forever. I'll never find a guy like him, but I don't deserve to either."

"Dear, you're not likely to find another Steve, but you deserve a fine young man of your own. Any mistakes you may have made in the past will make no difference to the lucky man that meets and falls in love with the new, clean, sober, and more mature, Jordan Quick."

"I told Gwen that you were in love with Steve, the same as her sisters are. She just smiled and said she knew that, but that you loved Ted and her even more. She said you were happy for her and glad to have Steve as part of your family. Do you have any idea how that affected me?

"My mother slept with my first boyfriend! She didn't love him, but she slept with him. You actually love Gwen's boyfriend, but you won't sleep with him! You love and respect your husband and your daughter. My mother competed with me for boys. I felt like I had to sleep with them to make them like me, or to keep them. Now I see how a mother should love her daughters. I see how a daughter should be able love and trust her mom, and her sisters. I want to feel that! I want respect and love, not sex and indifference. Thanks so much for taking me in and for showing me how families can love and support each other," sobbed Jordan gently. "I'll never forget what I've learned from your family."

The next morning, Steve and Gwen were dressed for school when Jordan banged on their door. "I'm coming in, so you guys had better be decent! Darn! You're dressed already. We didn't even hear any screams! Is Steve losing his magic?"

"Let's just say that we're getting a lot more careful about certain activities, and let it go at that," laughed Gwen. "You'll notice that we both have smiles on our faces, so don't feel bad for us."

"Some things are not meant to be shared with the entire world," complained Steve as he reached over, grabbed Jordan, and picked her up. "Come on, Gwen. I'm taking this little minx out so I can wash her mouth out with bacon and eggs!"

Steve emerged from Gwen's room carrying a squirming Jordan in his arms with Gwen behind him, laughing. Steve suddenly stopped in his tracks when he saw Ms. Summers seated at the breakfast table with Paula and Kate.

"My goodness, Steve! You seem to be doing quite well for yourself. A beautiful girl in your arms and another right behind you? Not many girls are secure enough to allow their boyfriends the pleasure of holding a young woman as lovely as Jordan like that."

"We were just kidding around, Ms. Summers. We didn't know you were here. I'll put her down right now if it makes you uncomfortable. Otherwise, I was going to eat breakfast with her on my lap," replied Steve with a straight face.

"Oh, I think I can stand it as long as Gwen can. The only possible problem is that I wanted to have a serious discussion with you and not many young men can think clearly with a girl like Jordan sitting in their lap," answered Ms. Summers.

"That sounds like the voice of experience to me," laughed Steve as he placed Jordan on her feet. "I guess you've made a few guys lose track of their thoughts before? I can see where you might cause that reaction."

"I'm here because you've missed a lot of school," replied Ashley Summers as she blushed lightly at Steve's remark. "Your marks are excellent, but you're pretty far behind in written assignments in about all of your classes. Several of us teachers have been gently questioned about you and your performance in school.

"We were discussing it yesterday. We put our observations together and came up with the theory that a news reporter is trying to get some dirt on you. We think it's none other than Bill Hardy."

"I'm not surprised," stated Gwen. "He was such an ass when Steve was lost in that blizzard. It's almost like he wanted Steve to die so it would make more interesting news. I was pretty brutal with him when the reporters interviewed me at the hospital. What does this all mean? Will Steve fail, or not be allowed to graduate?"

"Most of his absences were a result of the terrorists' actions. No school board will hold those against him. But he missed a full week when you went to LA to do those TV shows. It all adds up to a lot of undone assignments and missed tests. We're afraid that Hardy will wait until graduation time and then 'expose' Steve's lack of participation in his classes. He could make it more difficult for the Naval Academy to accept Steve, or possibly cause Steve to have to attend summer school to graduate," revealed Ms. Summers.

"I don't have to tell you that all of the teachers are on Steve's side. He probably saved our lives when he took out those terrorists. If Steve agrees to it, I've volunteered to monitor the lessons, assignments, and tests that he's missed. The teachers will supply me with the needed materials and I'll supervise Steve, so the school can guarantee that everything was on the up and up. I will not skip any assignments or misrepresent any results. I will be swearing to this, and I won't do that unless Steve has accomplished his tasks. I hate to seem like an ungrateful bitch, but it's better for Steve in the long run."

"Ms. Summers, I wouldn't consider this suggestion if I thought for one second that you'd give me special treatment. I can't thank you enough for the offer. I'm willing to work as hard as it takes to catch up on my school work and ruin Hardy's parade," promised Steve. "I know this isn't exactly the way you'd want to spend your spare time. Thanks for thinking of me and helping me out."

"It's going to require a few hours a day after school. Are you prepared to put that much time into this? Gwen, you may have to help him with some of the studying, not to mention give up some of your together time with Steve. Are you on board with this? I don't see how it could work without you."

"Absolutely!" replied Gwen. "I want Steve to do well even more than I want to screw up Hardy's plans. I appreciate how much time you'll be giving up, even though there are worse things that spending a couple hours a day with this guy. I'll help any way I can."

The phone rang as Gwen was speaking, so Kate answered it. "Yes, this is the Anderson residence. This is Kate. Yes, Gwen is here. I'll get her."

Kate gently placed the receiver down and burst into a huge grin. "Gwen! It's the White House calling! I don't know what it's about, but the lady sounds very official."

Gwen showed her surprise as she went to the phone. Those gathered caught parts of her short conversation. They easily heard Gwen when she took a number and promised to call right back. She returned to the group with a huge smile on her face.

"On February 28th, the President of France is visiting the U.S. His youngest daughter has asked if she could meet Steve and me! Our presence is requested at a state dinner! The government will supply us first class tickets, and for Mom, Dad, Kate and Lisa! Can you make it, Steve, or do you have plans?" asked Gwen with a big grin. "I told them that I'd have to speak with you and call back."
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