didn’t…”
“Ok, I asked you to shut up, so I’ll ask you to at least listen to an old man if you can’t keep quiet. Work with me here,” he said. His knuckles were white on the steering wheel as we cruised the streets of our town.
“Ok, I’m all ears and listening,” I told him meekly.
“If the baby is yours, what are your plans?” He asked me.
“I’ll love it, care for it, and be a father for it,” I told him without hesitation and for the first time in this awkward car ride he relaxed and smiled. The color returned to his fingers, and the pinched look on his face started to ease.
“I’m glad to hear that. I won’t excuse my daughter’s actions, but I wanted to know more about the man who’s been so good to my family,” he told me and my head shot up, looking for the scorn or sarcasm in his face. Seeing none I asked him what he meant.
“There isn’t a single or newly married lady in our family that doesn’t think you are a good man and would make a “good catch” (he said using one set of fingers to make quote marks in the air). A lot of them also know that you and Kara are very open minded… I just want to make sure I am not going to have too many more grandbabies pop out all at the same time?”
I was flabbergasted for a moment, and then I understood. Kara and I had Sam, and not a year later Sarah was pregnant with what I thought was going to be my son or daughter… and if he got his information from Jamie, possibly Nancy as well.
“No, Sarah’s the only one,” I told him without offering up more information. My paranoia had kicked up a notch the last couple of weeks and I’d bought Nancy a kit just to make sure a few days ago. She had laughed at me, but took it anyways. We were clear. They claimed they were 99.99% accurate same as birth control, so I was relieved.
“Good. Rita doesn’t know how she feels about this, but she said if anyone could manage this sort of mess, it’d be you,” he said. I sort of felt touched by his understanding. I was waiting for the shotgun wielding, raging father to come out and beat my ass, and honestly I deserved it.
“Dad, I’m sorry, I never set out to do this…” I told him lamely.
“Oh hell, I know that. I know how my girls are, and Kara’s been a curious girl ever since her fifth grade band camp. Don’t think we won’t talk about Nancy someday,” he told me sternly fixing me with a gaze.
“Dad I… That’s mostly Kara’s thing. It was only,” I started.
“Doesn’t matter. You took a vow son. Do you love her?” He asked me.
“Kara?” I asked him confused, because we’d just talked about 2 other recent sexual conquests in the last thirty seconds.
“Of course,”
“Yes, with all of my heart,”
“And do you love Sarah also?” He asked me
What could I say? She was almost a twin of my wife, a tad bit younger, but just as fun, just as zany and just as sexually motivated. She was different than Kara, but part of me still had a strange twinge in my stomach when she was around… She had also loved me with her whole heart, and I had never known until I had watched Kara’s homemade porno once again. When Kara was toying with me, Sarah was crying. She was only happy when her big sister motioned to her it was her turn, and then promptly tuned her out.
“I do. I just don’t know how; does that make any sense?” I asked him.
I really hoped he got it, because I was having a hard time myself with this, and it wasn’t a topic I felt like I could talk to Kara about. She was all over the board emotionally lately with Sam’s development, and her budding relationship with Nancy that I sort of backed away from. She was happy, exploring and sharing her experiences with me at night time. I didn’t want to complicate things by trying to be the 3rd wheel, but had gotten to watch some hot
“Ok, I asked you to shut up, so I’ll ask you to at least listen to an old man if you can’t keep quiet. Work with me here,” he said. His knuckles were white on the steering wheel as we cruised the streets of our town.
“Ok, I’m all ears and listening,” I told him meekly.
“If the baby is yours, what are your plans?” He asked me.
“I’ll love it, care for it, and be a father for it,” I told him without hesitation and for the first time in this awkward car ride he relaxed and smiled. The color returned to his fingers, and the pinched look on his face started to ease.
“I’m glad to hear that. I won’t excuse my daughter’s actions, but I wanted to know more about the man who’s been so good to my family,” he told me and my head shot up, looking for the scorn or sarcasm in his face. Seeing none I asked him what he meant.
“There isn’t a single or newly married lady in our family that doesn’t think you are a good man and would make a “good catch” (he said using one set of fingers to make quote marks in the air). A lot of them also know that you and Kara are very open minded… I just want to make sure I am not going to have too many more grandbabies pop out all at the same time?”
I was flabbergasted for a moment, and then I understood. Kara and I had Sam, and not a year later Sarah was pregnant with what I thought was going to be my son or daughter… and if he got his information from Jamie, possibly Nancy as well.
“No, Sarah’s the only one,” I told him without offering up more information. My paranoia had kicked up a notch the last couple of weeks and I’d bought Nancy a kit just to make sure a few days ago. She had laughed at me, but took it anyways. We were clear. They claimed they were 99.99% accurate same as birth control, so I was relieved.
“Good. Rita doesn’t know how she feels about this, but she said if anyone could manage this sort of mess, it’d be you,” he said. I sort of felt touched by his understanding. I was waiting for the shotgun wielding, raging father to come out and beat my ass, and honestly I deserved it.
“Dad, I’m sorry, I never set out to do this…” I told him lamely.
“Oh hell, I know that. I know how my girls are, and Kara’s been a curious girl ever since her fifth grade band camp. Don’t think we won’t talk about Nancy someday,” he told me sternly fixing me with a gaze.
“Dad I… That’s mostly Kara’s thing. It was only,” I started.
“Doesn’t matter. You took a vow son. Do you love her?” He asked me.
“Kara?” I asked him confused, because we’d just talked about 2 other recent sexual conquests in the last thirty seconds.
“Of course,”
“Yes, with all of my heart,”
“And do you love Sarah also?” He asked me
What could I say? She was almost a twin of my wife, a tad bit younger, but just as fun, just as zany and just as sexually motivated. She was different than Kara, but part of me still had a strange twinge in my stomach when she was around… She had also loved me with her whole heart, and I had never known until I had watched Kara’s homemade porno once again. When Kara was toying with me, Sarah was crying. She was only happy when her big sister motioned to her it was her turn, and then promptly tuned her out.
“I do. I just don’t know how; does that make any sense?” I asked him.
I really hoped he got it, because I was having a hard time myself with this, and it wasn’t a topic I felt like I could talk to Kara about. She was all over the board emotionally lately with Sam’s development, and her budding relationship with Nancy that I sort of backed away from. She was happy, exploring and sharing her experiences with me at night time. I didn’t want to complicate things by trying to be the 3rd wheel, but had gotten to watch some hot
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