Karen realized pretty quickly that she had talked herself into a corner. Even though she thought of Evan as practically part of the family, he wasn't fully accustomed to the Jones lifestyle yet, at least not to the point where he was beyond questioning things. Karen had reinforced her own kids' appetites and encouraged their gluttonous instincts all their lives, so none of them batted an eye when she shoveled extra food on their plates.
But Evan had been raised in a completely different environment: one where every indulgence had to be justified. Karen didn't want him to feel uncomfortable indulging himself in her home (or, for that matter, examining her motivations for doting on him too closely). She would have to really sell him on the idea that gluttony was a completely normal thing in this house. Which it was for everyone already, except for her.
Screw it, she thought. I can loosen my belt for the first day or two, at least until he gets comfortable here.
Karen gave Evan a sly grin. "Well, Mr. Carpenter, if you're trying to give me an excuse to indulge myself, I will certainly take it. I don't need one, and I never do, but we've officially been talking about it long enough for me to work up quite an appetite."
She walked to the kitchen and returned shortly, carrying a chocolate cream pie in each hand. She placed one on the table in front of Evan, and the other in front of herself.
"Nobody goes hungry in this house. In fact, nobody stops being completely full for very long. That goes for me as much as it does for you, my handsome young guest."
Evan blushed slightly as Karen's eyes gave a flirty twinkle. She reached across the table, offering Evan a generous view of cleavage as she held a whipped cream canister over his pie, piling it with a mountain of cream almost twice as tall as the pie itself. She sat down in her seat, piling her own pie with whipped cream, then squirted a dollop onto the tip of her tongue before setting the can aside.
"So Evan," she said, sucking a drop of whipped cream off her finger, "since I'm the host here and you are going to be my guest for quite a while, I'm going to initiate you properly into the Jones family with a little game. This..." she gestured at the overloaded pies "...is how Jonses eat. I'm going to lead by example and eat this entire pie in one sitting. If you can keep up...well. Maybe I'll have something special for you when you're finished."
Evan swallowed nervously, staring with wide eyes at the mound of chocolate and cream in front of him, and picked up a fork to begin.
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