incredible 3

What are you doing here?"

Helen tried and failed not to flinch at the coldness of Evelyn's voice. She was seated on a sofa across from Evelyn, who was lounging in a recliner, chin in hand and eyes steely. Evelyn had asked that question once before, when Helen had showed up at her door; Helen had answered "Can we talk?". Evelyn had allowed Helen inside and not so much as offered her a glass of water before sitting down and repeating her question.

"I…" Helen's voice was weak. She cleared her throat. "I needed to see you."

Helen could have sworn Evelyn looked surprised for a split second, but the expression was fleeting and Helen found herself wondering if she had imagined it. "Let me guess. You're surprised I had you snowed for so long?" Evelyn smirked. "You thought you could trust me when all along I was plotting to keep superheroes illegal. That had to sting. Although I'm surprised it stung so much you had to show up at my door."

Helen twisted her hands in her lap, the words "you thought you could trust me" echoing in her head. "I…I did think I could trust you," she said, the pitch and timbre of her voice taking decades off her age, making her sound small and afraid. She swallowed hard. "Because…because we…"

"Because you let me fuck you?" said Evelyn bluntly.

Helen cringed. She blinked rapidly, but she managed to keep speaking. "I thought…I thought it meant something to you. I thought I meant something to you."

"Yeah, well, you're a superhero," said Evelyn coldly, shrugging. "I just wanted to use you."

That was too much. Helen had never admitted to herself that she might be interested in women, even though there had been speculation about her when she was younger, before she met Bob. Evelyn had shown her that she could be comfortable being intimate with a woman, and had been a kind, gentle lover…and now had revealed that she had only been acting.

Helen burst into tears. She pressed the heels of her hands into her closed eyes, her shoulders shaking with each sob. "It meant something to me," she wept.

Evelyn said nothing for a moment, and then Helen heard her sigh one word: "G-ddammit." Then Helen felt Evelyn sit down beside her, and a moment later, Evelyn's thin arms were wrapped around her with surprising strength. Helen flung her arms around Evelyn and buried her face in Evelyn's shoulder, still crying.

"Me too," Evelyn muttered, her lips moving against Helen's hair. "Okay? As much as I hate to admit this, it meant something to me too." She kissed the top of Helen's head. "You know, when I had you on the Everjet, I had fantasies of whisking you away to tie you to my bed and use my prototype with you every night. But I knew I was dreaming, so…" Evelyn was quiet for another long moment. "I went ahead and kicked you right over to the flare gun."

"Why didn't you want me to save you?" Helen whispered.

Evelyn sighed. "In retrospect, this was mostly unconscious. I didn't want to admit that I gave you the tool you needed to stop me."

"That doesn't answer my question," Helen murmured.

This time, Evelyn was quiet for so long that Helen wondered if she had chosen not to say anything. "I didn't want to live in a world where destructive superhero bullshit was legal."

Helen swallowed hard. "Really?"

Evelyn slid one hand up and down Helen's back. "Yeah."

Helen sat up and cupped Evelyn's face in her hands, resting her forehead against Evelyn's. "I'm glad you're still here. I don't regret saving you."

Evelyn said nothing.

"I've been dreaming about you," said Helen into the silence.

Evelyn rested her chin on top of Helen's head. "Really?"

"That's why I came here," Helen continued. She closed her eyes and tightened her arms around Evelyn. "I can't stop thinking about you."

Evelyn let out a long sigh. "This is where I should say something cutting and bitchy, but…I haven't been able to stop thinking about you either."

Helen sniffled. "Really?"

"Really," said Evelyn softly. "You really got under my skin."

"I could say the same about you," Helen whispered, blinking rapidly as tears came to her eyes.

Evelyn kissed the top of Helen's head. "Why else did you come here? What do you need?"

Helen bit her lower lip. "Are you asking me if I want to come to your bed?"

Evelyn let out a long breath, running one hand up and down Helen's back. "Yeah."

Helen chewed her lower lip. "I want that. I really, really want that."

Evelyn pressed her lips to Helen's hair for a long moment. "Okay." Evelyn got up and took Helen's hand, leading her to a large but disorganized and messy bedroom. She withdrew the prototype from the bottom drawer in a bedside table and glanced up at Helen. "I'm guessing you'd like some foreplay first?"

Helen nodded, her heart beginning to race. "I like foreplay with you."

Evelyn walked the few steps to where Helen stood and kissed her deeply. Helen flung her arms around Evelyn and returned her kisses hungrily, feeling a hot, tense sensation grow between her legs, intensifying every time Evelyn's soft, full lips met hers. "Can I undress you?" Evelyn asked between kisses, and Helen nodded. Evelyn trailed her hands down Helen's sides, her fingertips slipping under the gray turtleneck Helen wore and gently lifting it over her head. Helen whimpered as Evelyn reached behind her back to unhook her bra before sinking to her knees and unzipping the tan trousers Helen had chosen to wear that day. Helen's trousers pooled around her ankles and she stepped out of them, standing in front of Evelyn in just her panties. Evelyn carefully tugged the panties down, and they fell to the floor. "Damn," Evelyn breathed. "I'd almost forgotten how stunning you are."

"I want to undress you too," Helen whimpered, and Evelyn smiled.

"Okay."

Evelyn stood up. She was dressed in only a loose black tank top and a pair of pajama pants patterned with the DevTech logo, and Helen's hands shook as she pulled the tank top over Evelyn's head and pushed the pajama pants down, blushing darkly as she finally tugged Evelyn's panties down over her shapely hips. Helen wrapped her arms tightly around Evelyn, trembling harder at the sensation of so much of Evelyn's bare skin against her own naked body. "You feel so good." Helen's voice was a moan.

"So do you," Evelyn sighed. "Why don't you lie down and I can play with your breasts?"

"Okay," Helen got out, and she somehow managed to get to the bed and lie down despite how much her legs were shaking. Evelyn climbed onto the mattress with her, leaning down to lavish kisses on her chest, and Helen called out as Evelyn's hands moved to cup and knead her breasts, her fingertips expertly stimulating Helen's nipples. "Ohhhh, Evelyn…!"

"You like this?" Evelyn cooed, and Helen nodded.

"You make me feel so good," Helen groaned. "C-can I touch your breasts too?"

"I'd like that," said Evelyn lowly before taking one of Helen's nipples into her mouth and suckling gently. Helen called out, so distracted by the pleasure Evelyn was giving her that she was barely able to reach to caress Evelyn's small but lovely and finely shaped breasts.

It was only a few minutes before her arousal became so intense it was almost unbearable. "Evelyn, please, I need more," Helen begged.

Evelyn gave her a quick kiss. "You want to wear the prototype? Want to be inside me?"

"Yes, please, I want that," Helen managed to say.

Evelyn kissed her again. "Can you stand up? I'll get the prototype on you."

Helen's legs quaked so hard she was barely able to get up, but she somehow stood, and Evelyn quickly strapped the prototype to her, lightly placing the now-familiar electrode-like device on the back of Helen's neck. She leaned in and somehow managed to not only kiss Helen hungrily but to also gently slide a hand along the length of the prototype, making Helen whimper against her mouth. "How do you want me?" Evelyn cooed. "Which of my holes do you want?"

Helen drew back from their kiss, blushing. "I…I didn't realize I had a choice," she mumbled, wondering at the prescient nature of her dream the previous night. "Last time…"

"Last time I was running an experiment with specific parameters," said Evelyn with a small smile. "This time…" She pecked Helen a kiss. "...we can do whatever we want."

Helen nodded. "I…I just…" she bit her lower lip. "I don't want to hurt you," she said, echoing what she had told Evelyn in her dream.

"Ah." Evelyn draped her arms around Helen's neck. "So you're curious about how the hole you haven't tried is going to feel, but you're worried I can't take it?"

"More like worried I'll be too clumsy, or…or go too fast," Helen demurred, resting her forehead against Evelyn's.

Evelyn kissed Helen's nose. "I'll tell you if I need you to change anything. We communicated pretty well last time."

Helen nodded. "Are…are you sure?"

"I'm sure," said Evelyn with a playful smile, and Helen felt her cheeks flush.

"Okay," Helen got out, not sure how she was able to voice the word.

Evelyn pulled back from their embrace to reach into a bedside table for what Helen could only assume was a bottle of lubricant. Evelyn gently applied a handful lube to the toy, and Helen trembled at the sensation. "This is nothing," said Evelyn with a small smile. "Are you ready to be inside me again?"

"Oh, yes," Helen whimpered, and as she watched Evelyn clamber onto the bed, on all fours, arching her back invitingly, all thoughts of nervousness left her mind. She climbed onto the mattress behind Evelyn, resting a hand on her lover's back. "Do you need it to be the smallest size?" Helen asked, and Evelyn looked over her shoulder with a smile.

"It's on the middle size; that should be fine."

"Okay," Helen whispered. She rested the tip of the prototype against Evelyn's tight little opening, asking, "Are you ready?"

"Yeah…don't tease…" Evelyn's voice dissolved into a moan as Helen guided the toy into her. "Ohhh, fuck, yes…!"

"Evelyn…!" Helen called out. She had to stay still for a moment, catching her breath and adjusting to the new sensation. Part of her had been concerned that the real-life experience wouldn't live up to her dream, but far from it; it had been good in the dream, but now, there was no sense of distance from the experience that accompanied dream sex, and she could acutely feel Evelyn's muscles embracing the entire length of the prototype. "You feel s-so good," Helen breathed. She began to work her hips slowly, and her mouth fell open and a loud cry escaped her lips; the motion intensified the already exquisite sensation. "Ev-Evelyn…oh, oh fuck…!"

"Are you okay?" Evelyn asked, her voice a low groan as she looked over her shoulder at Helen. "Never heard you curse like that before."

"Better than okay," Helen panted. "So much better." She bit her lower lip as she continued thrusting, her head tilting back of its own volition. "You feel so amazing…!"

"So do you," Evelyn cried out. "Ohhh, yeah…"

Helen wanted more closeness; she leaned over to place her hands on the mattress, her stomach and breasts pressed against Evelyn's back. She closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of Evelyn's beautiful back against her sensitive skin. She touched a long kiss to the base of Evelyn's neck. "Evelyn…" she whimpered.

"Oh, yeah, that feels nice," Evelyn sighed. "You don't have to go that slowly."

Helen bit her lower lip. "Are you sure?"

"Sure that I want you to fuck me harder? Yes," Evelyn moaned.

Helen trembled at Evelyn's choice of words. "Okay," she got out, working her hips faster, unable to stop the cries that fled her mouth at the resulting sensation. "Oh, Evelyn…" Helen's voice was barely above a whisper. "You're so…so tight…"

"You like that?" Evelyn chuckled.

"I do," Helen called out. She peppered more kisses on Evelyn's neck and shoulders as she tried to keep the rhythm of her hips quick and steady. She loved the way Evelyn made noises of pure pleasure with each thrust; Evelyn's cries only served to make the tension burgeoning at the core of her build faster. "Are you sure I'm not hurting you?"

"It feels fucking amazing," Evelyn panted. "Ohhh, I'm getting close…!"

"You need me to change anything?" Helen managed to ask, her lips moving against the nape of Evelyn's neck.

"Just keep…ohhh…keep fucking me like that," Evelyn answered breathlessly. "And I like when you kiss me."

Helen nuzzled and kissed Evelyn's neck, calling out as she felt herself spiraling toward her climax. "Ohhh, Evelyn!" she gasped. Her body quaked, ecstasy flooding her mind with such intensity that she couldn't help but cry out, a noise that could have been called a scream. As if from a distance, she heard Evelyn's cry of completion and felt the other woman shudder and her back arch. Helen kissed the back of Evelyn's neck again. "Wow," she breathed.

"Fuck, that felt good," Evelyn sighed. "Can you pull out slowly?"

"Yeah," Helen panted. She sat up and slowly, carefully, withdrew the prototype from Evelyn's body. Evelyn got up onto her knees, turning around and leaning in to kiss Helen hard.

"You were amazing," Evelyn whispered. "Are you ready for me to be inside you?"

"Oh, yes," Helen whimpered. "Evelyn, please."

"Okay."

Evelyn helped Helen take the prototype off and strap it to her own hips, transferring the electrode-like device to her own neck. Evelyn withdrew a container of wet wipes from the bedside table and cleaned the prototype thoroughly before kissing Helen again. "How do you want it?" Evelyn cooed.

Helen chewed her lower lip, unable to stop thinking about her dream. She wasn't sure if she was ready to try being on the receiving end of the kind of sex she had just given Evelyn, but there was something else from her dream she wanted to try. "Can you take me from behind? I'm not used to that, so…be gentle, but I want to try it," she whispered.

Evelyn stroked her cheek. "I'd love that. You want me in your pussy, right?" Helen nodded, and Evelyn pecked her a kiss. "Okay. Get comfortable."

Helen got down on all fours, shaking as Evelyn moved into position behind her, caressing her back with both hands. "Are you ready?" Evelyn murmured, and Helen felt the tip of the prototype just barely parting her swollen folds.

"Oh, yes," Helen breathed, and she called out as Evelyn eased the prototype into her. Evelyn stayed there a moment, her hands taking hold of Helen's hips and squeezing lightly. A long tremor ran through Helen at the sensation of Evelyn's hips pressed firmly against her backside.

"Is this okay? Are you ready for more?" Evelyn asked, her voice kind.

"Yes," Helen sighed, and a low moan fled her lips as Evelyn began to thrust slowly. Being taken from behind felt different, much more vulnerable, than it had in her dream, but Evelyn's warm hands holding her hips felt surprisingly grounding and reassuring. "Evelyn…!"

"You like that?" Evelyn asked softly. "You comfortable like this?"

"Yes," Helen sighed. Her eyes drifted shut and hands made fists in the sheets. "Oh, Evelyn, honey, yes…"

"Fuck, this feels good," Evelyn groaned, her hands giving another almost playful squeeze to Helen's hips. "I'm so glad you wanted to try this position."

"Yeah?" Helen panted, a smile curling her lips. She trembled as Evelyn buried the prototype deep inside her over and over, striking just the right spot within her. "You…ohhh...you like this position?"

"Your ass feels so nice against my hips," Evelyn called out. "And your pussy feels so nice around my toy."

Evelyn's voice sounded strained, and Helen wondered if she were holding back, trying to be gentle. "You can go faster if you want," Helen murmured.

Evelyn's only reply was a wordless moan as she quickened her pace, clutching Helen's hips. The desperation in Evelyn's voice made Helen think of how loudly and helplessly she had cried out earlier, when it had been Helen's turn with the prototype. Helen's thoughts drifted back to her dream, how it had been strangely prophetic, how Evelyn had loved Helen taking her anally both in the dream and a few minutes before.

Helen had to wonder what else her dream had been right about.

Evelyn must have noticed that her mind was wandering, because she asked, "You okay?" in a low voice, running her hands along Helen's back. "Do you need me to stop?"

"Not stop, but…" Helen took a deep breath. "Can…can we try what I did for you?"

Evelyn leaned over and kissed the nape of Helen's neck. "Are you sure you want to try anal sex, considering you can't even say the words 'anal sex?'"

It sounded almost like Evelyn was teasing, but her voice was gentle. "I'm sure," Helen murmured.

Evelyn pressed a long kiss between her shoulder blades. "Okay," she replied softly. "I'll get the lube."

Helen whimpered at the sensation as Evelyn slowly withdrew the prototype. "Is…is there any way I can be on my back for this?" Helen asked breathlessly.

"Yeah, we can make that work." Evelyn stood at the edge of the bed, applying some lubricant to the prototype. As Evelyn pressed the button to return the device to its smallest size, she beckoned to Helen. "Can you come closer?"

Helen crawled to the edge of the bed and leaned up to kiss Evelyn. Evelyn gave her several warm kisses and rested her forehead against Helen's. "Lie down and get comfortable," she urged softly. Helen did, lying on her back, and Evelyn carefully took hold of her thighs and rocked her hips back. "Ready?" Evelyn asked, lining herself up. She looked at Helen's face, waiting for confirmation.

Helen stretched an arm to rest one hand on Evelyn's cheek; Evelyn turned her head to the side and kissed Helen's palm. "I'm ready," Helen breathed. "Just…be gentle."

Evelyn kissed her palm again. "You know I will be."

Evelyn eased forward with her hips, and Helen's lips parted and a cry of mingled surprise and pleasure escaped her mouth as Evelyn guided the toy into her. Her dream had been intense, but it paled in comparison to this, which was deliciously exciting, and even more intimate than the dream had made it feel. "Ohhhh," she moaned. "Oh, Evelyn…!"

"Fuck, that feels amazing," Evelyn panted. She cupped her hands beneath Helen's thighs, gripping tightly. Helen decided she liked being held that way immensely; she felt just as vulnerable as when she had been facing away from Evelyn before, but more secure, more safe. "You're doing so great…are you okay? Does it feel good?"

"Oh, yes," Helen whimpered. "Ohhh my G-d…" Her voice rose to what was almost a scream as Evelyn slowly, carefully began to work her hips back and forth. The motion made the sensation of being penetrated in such a way almost overwhelming, but only almost; as it was, Helen couldn't help but call out in undisguised pleasure with each thrust. Her hands made fists in the sheets again. "Ev-Evelyn…!"

"You're a natural at this," Evelyn sighed.

"I never knew I could like this so much," Helen cried out. "But you're being so nice and gentle with me."

"I figured this was your first time trying this," replied Evelyn, her voice dense with lust and pleasure. "It is, right?"

Helen nodded. "Ohhh…yes…Evelyn…" As much as she wanted to keep her eyes open, to look at her lover, she couldn't help the way her head tilted back and her eyes closed. "I love how this feels…I love how you're holding me…"

"Yeah?" came Evelyn's surprisingly soft, soothing voice. "What else do you love about this?"

Helen had no shortage of things to say, and she was thinking that she might be too shy to voice any of them when she was surprised by the sound of her own voice answering Evelyn's question. "I love how vulnerable this makes me feel. I don't usually like feeling vulnerable, but…ohhhh...I love it with you. And…" Helen's breath caught. "You get in me…s-so deep…it feels so good…!" Helen knew she would feel embarrassed later about saying that; now, all she could think about was how true it was, how each stroke of Evelyn's toy felt so extraordinary.

"I love hearing how much you love this," Evelyn moaned. "You like it deep? Hang on, let me try something a little different…"

Evelyn carefully pushed the prototype as deep into Helen as it would go before beginning to thrust again, slowly, but keeping the toy inside her lover to the hilt as much as she could. Helen couldn't hold back the cry of surprise and ecstasy that escaped her mouth at the powerfully intense sensation. "Right there!" Helen gasped. "Evelyn, sweetie, just like that!"

"That feel good?" Evelyn asked softly.

"Oh…yes…" Helen's voice was almost a sob. She couldn't help but wonder if she had dreamed about this because some part of her had known how skilled Evelyn was at making new sexual experiences feel amazing for her. "It's so good…oh, Evelyn…"

"You like anal, don't you?" Evelyn soothed, giving Helen's thighs a gentle squeeze. "I can see how wet you are."

"Yes, I like it," Helen whimpered. "I had no idea…ohhh...I had no idea how good this could feel…even though I dreamed about it…"

"Ohhh…you dreamed about having me in your ass?" Evelyn panted, her voice strained from effort and pleasure.

"I did," Helen sighed. "I'd never even thought about having sex like this before, but I knew it would feel good…with you…"

Evelyn called out wordlessly, as if so overwhelmed with ecstasy she couldn't speak. "You keep telling me about that dream and you're going to make me come," Evelyn gasped out.

"You had me restrained with some kind of…some kind of electric cables," Helen managed to say, not sure how she was able to speak with her mind swimming with pleasure. "You were standing behind me, holding my hips, and you were really gentle and sweet and it felt so good…"

"Ohhh…yeah…" Evelyn groaned. "You like it gentle, don't you?" She flexed her hips incrementally faster, biting her lower lip and gripping Helen's thighs tightly.

"I do," Helen breathed. "You were so nice to me in my dream. You kept telling me nice things about me."

"You like praise?" Evelyn's voice was a rough moan. "Are you going to come with me in your ass if I give you compliments?"

Helen felt a tremor at that thought, so intense she mistook it for an orgasm at first. "Yes," she begged. "Yes, Evelyn, please."

"You are so fucking beautiful," Evelyn called out. "And you look so good with these perfect thighs spread for me…"

Helen whimpered. "You think I'm beautiful?"

"You're fucking gorgeous," Evelyn sighed. Her head tilted back. "This isn't as literal a dream come true for me as it is for you, but I've been obsessed with you and your perfect ass since the first moment I saw you."

"Yeah?" was all Helen could say. Her toes curled and her body arched, on the verge of climaxing.

"Oh…yeah…" Evelyn panted. "Fuck, you feel so good…I'm going to come…!"

Helen opened her mouth to say something, but all that came out was a cry of pure ecstasy as her orgasm overtook her. Evelyn's loud, desperate voice mingled with hers as she came as well, her hands clutching Helen's thighs tightly.

Helen lay on her back, worn out and panting; Evelyn was draped over her, seemingly just as spent. Evelyn managed to move enough to press a long kiss to the center of Helen's chest. "You were amazing," Evelyn breathed. "I'm going to pull out slowly now. Okay?"

Helen nodded. She bit her lower lip as Evelyn carefully withdrew the toy, whimpering a little at the sensation. Evelyn undid the straps on the prototype, pushed it off of herself, and climbed back onto the bed. Helen wrapped her arms around her lover, pulling her close, and Evelyn held her tightly and kissed her forehead. "Thank you," Helen mumbled, tucking her head under Evelyn's chin.

"You're welcome." Evelyn's lips moved against Helen's hair. "Are you okay? Are you sore?"

"I'm not sore," Helen assured her. "I'm okay." She closed her eyes. "I'm better than okay."

Evelyn slid a hand up and down Helen's back. "I'm glad you came here."

"Me too," Helen breathed. "Evelyn?"

"Hmm?"

"I think…" Helen tightened her arms around Evelyn. "I think I should talk to my husband. Not…not tell him everything, but to tell him that I want to be with you." She paused. "Maybe I can convince him that I'm trying to seduce you to the 'good' side."

Evelyn snorted. "Whatever works." She kissed Helen's forehead.

Helen was quiet for a moment. "Evelyn?"

"Hmm?"

"Why do you think I liked…um…anal sex so much?" Helen had trouble getting the words out, but she managed.

"Well, my first thought was that you might be an XY intersex woman with androgen insensitivity. That'd mean you have a prostate, but you've had kids, so you have a uterus, so that theory's wrong," Evelyn replied. "I think you like your anterior fornix erogenous zone stimulated."

Helen blinked; many of those words were unfamiliar to her. "My anterior what?"

"Anterior fornix erogenous zone, also known as the A-spot," Evelyn answered. "It's about two inches deeper than the G-spot. Technically between the cervix and the bladder, but it can also be stimulated with anal penetration."

Helen nodded slowly. "How do you know this?"

Evelyn sniffed. "When you're a woman who is into both other women and science, you do a lot of reading on human sexuality."

Helen was quiet for a long moment. "Do…do you know if there's something wrong with me?"

"What, because you like both vaginal and anal sex? No."

"It's not that." Helen's voice was barely above a whisper. "I…I've never had sexual feelings for anyone besides my husband until I met you. I'm almost 40 and I've only ever had sexual feelings for two people. Is that…is there something wrong with that?"

Evelyn kissed the top of Helen's head. "I don't know if there's a word for that particular experience—yet," she said. "It sounds like you're some flavor of bi. But there's definitely nothing wrong with you."

Helen stifled a sob; Evelyn began stroking her back again. "I don't know how to tell my husband I've only had feelings for two people," she mumbled. "I thought…I thought people who were interested in men and women had feelings for a lot of different people."

"That's a stereotype," said Evelyn. "You've been sexually interested in one man and one woman. So what? It's not like you're hurting anyone."

Helen sighed. "True." She nuzzled closer to Evelyn. "Thank you. For…everything."

Evelyn kissed her forehead. "You're welcome."