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 Title: Dad, Do I Turn You On?  Ch.  02


Summary: Steve & Suzy's Relationship Expands & Mandy Arrives.


Keywords: inc,fic



   "Oh, and Dad?  What are you going to do if you start getting horny
towards Mandy like you did towards me?"

   My heart skipped a beat.  "Oh, god, you really think something like this
would happen with her, too?"

   "No, idea, Dad.  It's your body, your response.  You said yourself you
don't usually know why you get horny, you just do, and then you respond to
who you see.  So you could be horny while she's here and have it not be
because of her at all.  Or it could be because of me.  Mandy's never talked
to me about any attraction to you, but then again, I never told her how I
felt about you, either.  I had no idea that we'd actually wind up where we
have, just that I wanted to, and my own desire, my wishes, might have had a
role to play in your subconscious.  That would be something to consider."

   "How many wishes was that, again?" I joked.

   "Umm, seven birthday cakes and a letter to Santa.  Maybe five wishing
wells here and there.  And a bunch of coins in various fountains.  Just in
case cumulative effect mattered."

   I laughed.  "Oh, no wonder I flipped on a dime last night.  You had
beaucoup magic on your side!"

   Suzy lightly slapped my hand.  "Anyway, I just think you might need to
be prepared for the possibility that Mandy being here will bring out the
same reaction in you, even without her trying to provoke it, or having
wished for it.  And unless we're prepared to sneak around behind her back
and risk getting caught, you're going to have to deal with your horniness
by yourself until we leave."

   "Speaking of leaving, I've reached a decision," I said.  "It's okay with
me, if you want to move in, effective now.  But you're going to have to be
the one to tell your mom."

   "Thank you, Daddy, thank you, thank you!" She paused a moment, before
asking, "This isn't just because it gives you a chance to fuck me more, is
it?"

   I touched her hand, and said, "No, honey, that's not why.  Even if you
told me right this minute that you were never going to have sex with me
again, it's still the right decision to make.  The only reason I could even
think of before to say 'No' was because I was feeling afraid of how out of
control my attraction was towards you.  But now that it's not a secret
between us, that reason's just gone."

   "Okay, then.  I'm going to call Mom.  How do you think she's going to
take it?"

   "Well, given that you said she was unhappy about you coming here two
weeks early, I doubt she'll be thrilled to hear that you're staying the
rest of this summer and next and possibly making Dallas your long-term
home."

   She sighed.  "Yeah, you're probably right.  Well, if I have to remind
her that it's simply not her decision, I will." Suzy made the call from the
kitchen table, as I put away the Chinese leftovers and washed the plates.

   I was proud of her for staying calm with her mom, and especially pleased
when she said, "Mom, you had me and Mandy almost 11 months out of the year,
just because Dad moved to Dallas for the very same job that lets us afford
to go to college without having to take out loans.  I'm proud of him for
working so hard to give me the best possible future, even if you're not. 
Now I just want to even things out a little, while I still can... 
Uh-huh... Yes...  Okay.  Dad, Mom wants to talk to you." She stood and
handed me her cell.

   "Hi, Paula.  How are you feeling about all this?"

   "Did you do this?  Did you talk my girl into leaving me?" She sounded
like she was on the verge of tears.

   "No, I didn't talk her into anything!" I said, feeling angry at the
accusation.  "She asked me on Sunday, and I took a few days to think it
through before saying 'Yes'.  And Paula, you know she was going to leave
eventually, once she graduates.  You're only losing three more summer
months with her, for chrissakes.  I lost whole years, because you couldn't
accept that I was working hard on my career for you and the girls, and
refused to even consider moving to Dallas with me when I told you I was
going after this position here.  You treated me like shit because you
wanted all of my time, and now you're going to do it again because you want
more of Suzy's?  Enough already!"

   "That's not fair!" she cried.

   "Isn't it?  That IS what broke us up.  You told me flat out that you
didn't love me any more, that you wanted the divorce, but my job was what
triggered all of the arguments leading up to that.  I accepted the custody
agreement only because it was the best thing for the girls and it was only
going to be five years before they were both adults and no longer subject
to it.  Suzy could have asked for this move two years ago, and I would have
said 'Yes' then, too.  And she's right.  This just evens things out a very
little bit, and it's not like it's your decision or my decision anyway,
it's 100% hers.  I only had to give her my permission, but it's her choice,
as an adult, whether she wants to live with either of us or neither one of
us.  And she's really making that choice for adult reasons."

   "I know, I know, you're right.  It just hurts to feel rejected.  Promise
me you'll take good care of her?"

   I grinned, thinking of just how good I was treating her, and said "Of
course.  Taking care of our girls is how we got here, like it or not.  Bye,
Paula." I handed the phone back to Suzy, who talked for a minute more about
coming to Minneapolis at the end of the month to pack and get her car, then
ended the call.

   "That went well," I said, sarcasm dripping like honey.

   "Could have been better, could have been a lot worse," Suzy replied,
coming to hug me close.  "Thanks again, Daddy." She put her head on my
shoulder, and we just stood together, comfortable in our closeness.

   "I notice you've been calling me Daddy more today?  I thought you'd
outgrown it?" I asked.

   "Actually, Daddy, I stopped when I reached High School because I was
tired of being teased for being a 'Daddy's girl', just because I called you
Daddy, when that was exactly what I wanted to be, so I forced myself to
switch to Dad.  Now I am your Daddy's girl for real, and I've decided I
like calling you Daddy sometimes.  Just when it's you and me, though, as
part of our new secret."

   Suzy's phone rang.  It was Mandy.  Suzy let me go to answer it, putting
us on speaker.  "Hi, sis!  I've got you on speaker, Dad's here."

   "Hi, sweetie," I said.

   "Is it true?  Are you moving in with Daddy?" Mandy asked.

   "Yes, it is.  I guess Mom just told you?" Suzy responded.

   "Yeah.  It's going to be weird, being in different houses.  You being
away at college feels different than this, somehow.  It's not because we've
been fighting, is it?"

   Suzy chuckled.  "No, it's not that, sis.  I just think this is the area
where I want to live after I graduate, and I'm going to pursue a summer
internship near here for next year, so it just made sense to make the
change now and get to spend more time with Dad.  Once you have your
birthday, you'll be 18 and be able to make the same decision of how much
time to spend with Mom and how much with Dad.  No more custody agreement to
tell you where you have to be and when."

   Mandy said, "I've already made that decision, I'm staying with Mom, but
still want to spend some time each summer at Daddy's, except maybe do just
the first two weeks of July, so we can still have our birthdays together,
or maybe come in time for Father's Day and stay through Daddy's birthday?
Would those options be okay.  Daddy?"

   "Whatever you want, honey," I responded.  "I love having you here, you
know that, but it will be your choice, summer and any other time off
school." An idea flashed into my head.  "Let me ask you now, instead of
waiting until you're 18 and officially able to make the decision - How long
are you planning to spend with us this summer?  The whole month of July, or
less?  The custody agreement says you have to be here starting July 1, but
once it expires on the 5th, you're able to leave if you want.  Suzy was
going to fly home with you at the end of the month to get her car and drive
back to Dallas, but if you're going to want to leave sooner, we could all
go to Minneapolis together and help her pack, then I could help drive her
car back here while I'm still on vacation.  It will cost a little to change
your airfare, but I'm okay with that.  Have you already decided one way or
the other?"

   "I'd like to start the two weeks thing this summer, Daddy," she answered
"I'm really glad you're being so cool with this.  Mom's just about having a
cow over Suzy."

   "I know," I said.  "She'll calm down, eventually, and you telling her
you intend to stay with her more might help speed that up."

   "I'll do that, and I'll see you both in a week.  Love you both!" And she
hung up before we could answer her.

   "Buttnugget!  She always does that!" Suzy laughed, before turning,
pointing at me.  "So, you and me, driving back to Dallas, huh?  Don't you
trust my driving?"

   "That's not it, at all," I said, raising my hands in front of me.  "I
know you'd be safe, it's just that I know that long-distance driving is
hard on any driver, solo, and incredibly boring.  Much easier for two
people, taking turns, and having someone to talk with.  Plus, you said you
were planning to stop in on your roommate Sandra?  I'd like to meet anyone
your age who can teach you how to cook so well in a college kitchen."

   "Actually, Dad, I think she'd really like to meet you, too.  She's seen
your pictures, and thinks you're really handsome.  I should mention that
she's actually 32, and going to college on the GI Bill after getting out of
the Army a few years ago.  She wanted the full college experience, so lives
on campus with us teenagers and 20-somethings.  She's part den-mother, part
sister to us.  She's just a smidge closer to your age than mine, but we
just clicked like we were sisters the first day we met, when I was a
freshman." I was about to turn 43, having gotten Paula pregnant the summer
after we graduated college, and we got married that November.

   Suzy picked up her phone again, and said, "You should have seen some
pictures of her on Facebook, but I can show you which girl she is, if you
don't remember."

   I suspected she was up to something, but said, "Okay." Sandra turned out
to be a gorgeous African-American woman, that I'd indeed seen in Suzy's
pictures from college, but hadn't connected her to the name.  She struck me
from the photos as being a very confident young woman, but I wouldn't have
guessed she wasn't the same age as the other young women Suzy hung out with
on campus.  "She's pretty," I said.

   "Pretty?  Dad, she's a fucking knockout, and you know it.  You think I'm
sexy in a bikini?  She blows MY socks off!  And a few other things..."

   My mind just kept getting blown apart, over and over.  "You and Sandra?"

   Suzy nodded.  "Yeah, Dad, me and Sandra.  Let's just say she's taught me
a lot more than just how to cook.  We both find men more interesting, but I
like what we do together, too.  She's the only other person I ever told
about how I feel about you, and she didn't judge me for it.  She actually
told me to go for it, and gave me a few tips, like getting that black
bathing suit to model it for you, and even wearing that old nightshirt that
pushed you over the edge yesterday."

   "Are you going to tell her that you actually went through with it?" I
felt a little fear.  This needed to stay our secret.  Too much was at risk
if others found out.

   "Already did, Dad.  I called her this morning.  I had to tell someone,
and she's the only one I could.  She's really happy for us.  Don't worry,
she knows how to keep a secret."

   "I hope so, honey, I really do," I sighed.

   "Give me your phone." She stuck out her hand.

   "Why?"

   "I can either have you send her a friend request, or I'll get her to
send you one.  Which is it going to be?" She reached her hand out again.

   I handed her my phone, and Suzy did her magic.  Before she even gave it
back to me, it chimed.  Sandra had already accepted the request.  'That was
quick', I thought.

   Suzy's phone rang again a second later, and of course, it was Sandra. 
Suzy put it on speaker.  "Hi, Sandra!  How's your week going?"

   "Was that actually your Dad sending me that friend request, or was that
you?" Sandra asked.

   "Okay, that was technically me from his phone, but my Dad okayed it
first.  We're on speaker, and my Dad's right here."

   "Hi, Mr.  Jensen."

   "Sandra, the only people who call me Mr.  Jensen work for me, and have
to do it to kiss my ass.  Please, call me Steve."

   "I could be persuaded, Steve." Sandra answered.  Suzy giggled, but I
didn't get it.

   "Persuaded to do what?"

   "Kiss your ass, of course." I blushed.  Suzy giggled some more.

   "Oh, my.  Are you always this forward with men you haven't even met
yet?"

   "Just with the dads who are fucking my girlfriends." Both Sandra and
Suzy burst out laughing, and eventually I had to, too.

   "Got me there, Sandra, since Suzy already told me you know about us.  I
really hope you know how to keep this a secret."

   "On one condition." Oh, no.  I looked at Suzy, who seemed miraculously
calm.

   "And what's that?" I asked.

   "When we do meet, face to face, and we WILL meet before the summer's
out, you fuck me just as well as you're fucking Suzy.  All I want is a
threesome as price for my silence.  Think you can manage that, handsome?"

   I gulped.  I literally gulped.  Mind blown, yet again.  I almost checked
my ears for signs of leaking brain matter.  I'd gone over the edge
yesterday, and felt like I was still falling.  Was it really just 24 hours
ago?  "Okay, Sandra, I'll meet that condition, and I even think I know
when. I know Suzy's not had time to tell you yet, since it just happened,
but I agreed to let Suzy move in here with me officially, and then we found
out her sister Mandy plans to only stay here for two weeks this summer,
instead of the whole month of July like the girls have done in the past. 
So, on the 15th, Suzy and I will be flying back with Mandy to Minneapolis
to pack or ship the rest of Suzy's things, then I'll help drive her car
down to Dallas.  If we plan a stop in Kansas City, why don't we meet up at
our hotel there for the night, and get better acquainted, as they say? 
We'll have a better idea of exactly when we'll be there once I see how much
time we'll need to be in Minneapolis."

   "It's a date, Steve.  Bye, now.  Treat my girl right!"

   "Bye, Sandra!" Suzy chimed in, then ended the call.  She was grinning
like the cat who ate the canary.

   My turn to point fingers.  "You!  You!  You set me up, didn't you?"

   She nodded, then bowed, smiling wildly.  "Guilty as charged.  I just
think she's perfect for you, Dad.  I know you're going to eventually find
someone new to replace Mom, and that clearly can't be me.  But if it could
be Sandra, that would be great all around.  You'd get a young, beautiful
wife I already know I can get along with, and she's perfectly okay with
sharing you with me.  And if the two of you don't click after all, we at
least get a great night of sex.  Or maybe more than one.  Win, win, in my
book.  It's just a question of how big a win, right?"

   "Have you already bought an engagement ring for me to give her?" I
joked.

   "No, but I do know her ring size, and the kind of diamond cut she
likes." She laughed at me, before hugging me, and kissing my cheek.  "Trust
me Dad, you're going to at least like her, if not more.  She's not at all
like Mom.  She's worked hard her whole life to get where she is now, and
already admires you for how hard you've worked for Mandy and me.  Have I
told you lately how proud I am to be your daughter?"

   "Yes, but I can always hear it again.  Or maybe you could show me?" I
said, running my hand along her back.

   She looked surprised, and frowned.  "You mean sexually?  You'll get that
because I love you and lust after you.  But I won't fuck you out of some
sense of gratitude, Dad.  I don't ever want to be in a relationship where
sex feels like an obligation.  Did it feel like that with Mom?"

   I looked her in the eyes.  She'd become such an adult in the last year.
"I'm sorry I said that, sweetie.  You're right, sex between us should be
something we do for love, lust or just for fun.  Mutual desire, or we stop,
hopefully with no regrets.  And no, I never felt that having sex with your
Mom was something I owed her, or that she owed me.  It only stopped when
she got so angry at me about my job that she stopped either feeling or
expressing the love and lust.  And the marriage shriveled once that
happened."

   She hugged me tighter.  "I'm sorry, Dad.  You always seemed so happy
together when I was younger.  I never understood Mom screwing it all up
over a few extra hours at work, that were to her benefit.  It's not like
you were the kind of guy who always wanted to be playing golf or going to
bars every moment you weren't working.  You worked, then came home to us,
and made that time quality time.  I had friends in high school who would
have had to beg for a tenth of the attention you showed us." She shivered a
little, then said, "Enough talking about what's past.  I want to talk about
now.  What are we going to get Mandy for a birthday gift?"

   "I was thinking about a gas card to use with her car, but I don't think
she'd consider that fun enough.  Any ideas?"

   Rubbing her finger across one of my nipples, she giggled.  "I could
suggest a vibrator, but I think you'd call that 'inappropriate'.  Heaven
knows we don't want anyone thinking you'd do anything 'inappropriate'." She
flicked my nose with her fingertip, then kissed it.

   "What, like fucking one daughter, and giving the other one sex toys?" I
asked, laughing.

   "Yeah, stuff like that.  I'll think of something else for Mandy, but as
far as fucking your daughter...  Want to?"

   "I can be persuaded."

   Persuasion came in the form of her grabbing the waist-band on my pants,
and dragging me to the bedroom.  Suzy began climbing onto the bed on her
hands and knees, then looked back at me, with the fingers of her left hand
spreading her labia apart, and said, "We haven't done doggie, yet."

   "Grrrr," I said, getting behind her.  I poked my cock into her fingers
that were in the way of her hole, and they grasped me and guided me in,
then caressed the underside of me as I slid in, then did the same to my
balls.  She kept her hand in action there as I continued stroking in and
out.

   I reached under her, and put my hand on both breasts, squeezing her
nipples between the fingers on either side of them while my whole hand
squeezed each breast, first lightly, then harder, as I began increasing my
pace, making my strokes shorter and faster, then long again, thrusting
harder each time I went to the long strokes.  Soon, my hands on her tits
were helping push her back onto me, as much as they were stimulating her,
while she braced both hands against the bed.

   I slipped one of my hands down to her pussy, and began stroking her clit
in circular motions, faster and faster, firmer and firmer.  Her scream when
she came sounded divine to my ears.

   "Faster, Dad," she cried.  Not sure if she meant my fingers or my dick,
so I gave her both, and she came again just as I did, stream after stream
jetting into her, as I groaned and we both shuddered in ecstasy.

   "So sweet," I said, as we fell to our sides, and quickly fell asleep.

   ----

   Two days later, now Friday, I came home from work, and found Suzy
sitting on the couch with none other than Sandra.  "What the fuck?" slipped
from my mouth, thankfully soft enough not to be heard by them.

   "Hi, Steve," said Sandra, getting up and coming to give me a huge hug,
followed by a spine-tingling kiss.  "Suzy should have told you that I get
really impatient sometimes.  I just couldn't wait for three weeks before
our date.  So I just decided to surprise you both and drove down this
morning.  I hope that's okay."

   Now that we were face-to-face, she was taller than I originally thought,
only a couple of inches shorter than my 5'11", and with low heels was
eye-to-eye with me.  She looked as athletic as Suzy, but with larger
breasts, probably D-cups.  As beautiful a figure as she had, her face was
her best feature, and I could argue for hours whether her eyes or her smile
was the best feature on it.  She was, quite simply, stunning, and I was in
fact stunned.  Unable to speak at all, as I just gazed at her.

   Suzy came up to me, and poked my arm, once, twice.  "Can I call it, or
what?" she said to Sandra.

   "Huh?  What, honey?" I said, coming to.

   "I told both of you that you were going to like her.  I didn't think
you'd actually be dumbstruck.  Say 'Hi' to Sandra, Dad.  I think you're
scaring her a little."

   I looked back to Sandra, and managed to say "Hi, Sandra, welcome." My
mind, still reforming after the biggest mind-blow yet, managed to remember
the question she'd asked before, and said "Yes, of course it's okay".  Then
everything finally snapping back into place, I said, "God, you are the most
beautiful woman I've ever met." And I kissed her back, pouring everything I
had into it.  She poured everything she had right back.  Suzy looked on and
beamed.

   I almost wanted to apologize for coming on so strong, but given the
threesome Sandra had already proposed for us and her hello kiss, I figured
strong was entirely appropriate.  The smile on her face when I ended the
kiss told me I was right.  "Oh, we are going to have so much fun, Steve,"
she said.  "Suzy told me you were planning to go out for dinner tonight. 
May I join you?"

   "Our local steakhouse okay with you?", I asked.

   "Yum.  I think I'm almost as hungry for steak as I am for cock right
now. Fuel first, though."

   Walking into the restaurant with a beautiful lady on each arm, every eye
was on us as we sat at our table.  I couldn't tell you the waitress' name,
my eyes were just on Suzy and Sandra, as the three of us chatted, and I got
to know more about Sandra.

   As Suzy had said, Sandra was an Army vet, wanting the full college
experience.  The GI Bill was paying part of her college costs, the rest was
being paid by life insurance benefits she'd received when her parents had
died in a car accident died seven years earlier, along with proceeds from a
lawsuit against the other driver, who'd caused the accident.  At the time,
one younger brother, Nick, was 20 and in college, and the other, Aaron, was
15, so she'd left the Army, to return home and be Aaron's guardian, until
Aaron was in college.  By then, Nick had graduated, and landed a good first
job and Sandra decided she wanted to go to college, too, so started a year
after Aaron, but because he was pursuing a 5-year double major, they were
both going to graduate next year.  The three of them still shared the
family home they had inherited from their parents in Kansas City, at least
when Aaron and Sandra weren't on the campuses they were attending.

   We did the usual chit chat about favorite movies, music, authors, and so
forth.  And all the while, what I was really thinking about was the
threesome, about wanting to see her naked.  If she was capable of rendering
me speechless clothed, what would happen once she was naked?

   The three of us, laughed, talked, ate, gazed into each other's eyes,
touched hands.  Kind of typical for a date, except three of us were
participating.  Hearing stories Sandra told me about Suzy in college helped
me know Suzy better, and likewise I told stories about Suzy's childhood
that had Sandra in stitches, and Suzy rolling her eyes, yet smiling, too.

   Eventually, we'd finished our food, and were headed home, a nervous high
bouncing through all of us.  This would be something new, something we
hoped could be great.  I uncorked a bottle of zin and poured us all
glasses. We moved to the couch in the living room, the women on each side
of me, resuming some of the conversations we'd been having in the
restaurant, as we drank our wine.

   I finally said, "I don't know how this is supposed to start."

   Sandra touched my hand, and said, "There isn't a set way for this to
start.  I was waiting for the two of you to relax more.  You both seem a
little tense about this right now, especially you, Steve.  I can understand
that, but it's better to be relaxed.  How about we do this?  You start with
Suzy the way you normally do, and I'll involve myself where I think I can."

   I thought to myself, 'We don't have a normal yet,' but instead said,
"Okay," and turned to Suzy and got a smile and a nod from her, before
taking her into my arms, and began kissing her, running my hand under the
skirt she had on, just caressing her legs, not yet heading for her panties.
I felt her working on the buttons of my shirt.  I saw Sandra kneel by my
side, and reach for my belt.

   I took my hands from Suzy's legs, and started to remove her blouse, then
unfastened her bra, and when her breasts were free, took one into my mouth,
while my hand moved to the skirt, and pulled its zipper down.  I felt my
own zipper being pulled down, and Suzy and I both lifted our butts up to
get our clothes down our legs.  Then repeated the same motion to get
panties and briefs off.

   I sucked Suzy's other breast into my mouth, and felt a hand on my dick,
except it was Sandra's, not Suzy's.  I looked down, and she had one hand
stroking my dick, already hard, and the other, stroking Suzy's pussy.  She
smiled up at me, and said, "Let yourself feel it, don't worry about who's
touching you when."

   I went back to kissing Suzy, letting my hands caress her breasts, as she
moaned from what both Sandra and I were doing for her.  She turned, and
threw her leg over my lap, avoiding Sandra's head, and dropped her pussy
right down onto my shaft, and started to fuck me, bouncing up and down, her
breasts right in front of my mouth, but moving too quickly for my mouth to
capture one of them.

   Then, Sandra was right there by my side, offering me one of her breasts
to suckle, her dark brown areola filling my mouth, her nipple hard and
ready to be sucked.  I moaned around it, as Suzy's pussy was really
stroking my prick in some amazing ways.  Sandra said, "You look so hot,
fucking your daughter."

   Looking at her, Sanda had gotten all of her clothes off.  I was right,
she was even more gorgeous nude, her light brown skin a contrast to Suzy's
tan, but I definitely liked the way it looked on her.  I'd gotten past my
awestruck feelings of earlier, and simply absorbed her beauty, letting it
settle into my soul.  I saw her pussy was in range of my hand, so I cupped
it, then began stroking my fingers through her labia, already wet.  She
moaned in my ear as I thrust first one, then two fingers into her, driving
them in and out, to the same timing that I'd begun thrusting up into Suzy.

   They both came at roughly the same time, and I delighted in the fact
that I'd been part of both orgasms.  Suzy, lifted herself off of my prick,
and Sandra took my place, facing away from me.  Her pussy, while not quite
as tight as Suzy's, exercised amazing muscle control, so it gripped my dick
even tighter, when that's what she wanted.  Suddenly, I felt a tongue down
at my dick.  Suzy was between our legs, licking at Sandra's clit and labia,
and more than occasionally sliding her tongue against my dick.

   And then she sucked one of my balls into her mouth and licked at it, as
my hip thrusts into Sandra tried to tug it free.  She let it go, then
swirled her tongue over it again, then down to my perineum, and appeared
headed to my anus.  "Oh, my gawd, fuck, fuck, fuck!" I screamed, as I came,
thrusting as far into Sandra as I could.

   "That's how you start," Sandra said, pulling off of my dick, to turn
around and engulf me into a kiss that managed to top all of the ones we'd
already shared.  Meanwhile, Suzy was back between our legs, licking my cock
clean, and trying to lick Sandra clean, too.  I stayed hard, and Suzy
coaxed another small orgasm from me, down her throat, before I even
consciously realized it was happening..  My mind was in overload, my body
responding without thought. .

   Sandra stopped kissing me, and sat back to look me straight in my eyes.
I felt like our souls linked in that moment.  To say that I was falling
fast for Sandra was an understatement - the asteroid that killed the
dinosaurs fell slower.  I'd never formed a connection of both emotional and
physical intensity so quickly.  Certainly not with Paula.  I had loved her,
but it had built more slowly.

   Suzy climbed back onto the couch, and kissed first me and then Sandra,
and I could taste our mingled flavors on her lips and in her mouth.  My
feelings for Suzy seemed heightened by this experience, as well.  I'd never
felt more loved than in that moment.  I know it sounds like hyperbole, but
it's what I was feeling.  In less than a week, my life had been totally
transformed.  I didn't know what the future held for me, for any of us
together or apart, but the past felt so far away from my now.

   I had no words, except to say "I love you both." They engulfed me in
kisses, telling me that they loved me, too.  We finished off the glasses of
wine that had been poured earlier, and moved to my bedroom.

   My prick was wilted for the moment, but my tongue and hands were still
capable, so we set up a daisy chain, where I ate Sandra, delighting in her
musky flavor, and she ate Suzy, and Suzy lightly caressed me from nipples
down to my balls, to coax some life back into my dick.  It took about 15
minutes, during which both women orgasmed twice, but it began showing signs
of life, and Suzy took it back in her mouth to bring it back to full
thickness.

   Once I was hard, we switched, and I got to experience Sandra's skills as
a cocksucker.  I could certainly see where Suzy might have learned some of
her skills from Sandra.  She swirled her tongue in ways that amazed me.  If
I had not already cum twice already, I wouldn't have lasted a minute. 
Instead, she was able to build me, and build me, and build me, while I
licked and sucked and thrust my fingers into Suzy, caressing her g-spot and
clit for three more orgasms, until my mind blew apart when I finally came.
I cuddled with both women, telling them again that I loved them, then fell
asleep.

   ----

   When I awoke in the morning, only Sandra was still in bed with me.  She
was awake, watching me, and stroking her fingers along my arm.  That was
the sensation which woke me.

   "Good morning, lover.  Suzy decided to go for a morning swim, so we
could talk." she said.  "How are you feeling this morning?"

   "Tired.  Exhilarated.  Loved." Looking her right in the eyes, "Maybe IN
love."

   She beamed at me.  "You felt it, too?  I've never had that feeling the
first time I've been with someone.  I've heard of love at first sight, but
love at first fuck?  It seems insane, but it feels so right, even without
all the endorphins from last night.  I think we still need to get to know
each other better before deciding where we're headed in the future, but I
can see a path in front of us, when I was only expecting a good fucking
this weekend."

   "Same here.  What else do you need to know about me?  Ask away," I
offered, sitting up in bed.

   Sandra sat cross-legged in front of me, our knees just touching, and
took my hands in hers.  "Actually, I think it's what else you need to know
about me, and about me and Suzy, that we haven't told you," she said. 
"Specifically about my brother Nick.  What I didn't tell you last night is
that Nick and I became lovers after our parents died.  And one weekend last
fall when he came to visit me at school, Suzy caught me kissing him in our
room, and long story short, the three of us became lovers together, that
weekend and a handful more since.  That's why she was able to open up to me
about her feelings about you, without worrying about what I thought of
incest."

   "That actually answers a few of my questions I've had recently about who
Suzy's been gaining experience with sexually.  She gives head like she's
had quite a bit of practice on a guy's dick, when I haven't heard about a
boyfriend during two years of college.  I still don't fully understand how
I wound up where I am today.  One minute I'm resisting what I was feeling
for Suzy, then she tells me she feels the same, and the resistance just
evaporates, like she nudged me over the edge of a cliff.  But I do know
that I have no place judging how someone else got to the same point.  Thank
you for being there for Suzy when she needed someone.  Anything else?"

   "Besides the fact that I think Suzy is just as much in love with Nick as
she is with you, but isn't ready to admit it to herself, because she's had
her heart set on you for so long?  And that Nick is on his way here today
to see her?  He'll be here right about lunch time."

   "Oh.  And how does he feel about her?", I asked.

   She chuckled.  "He's head over heels for her.  He just hasn't told her
yet.  I'm almost certain that's what he wants to do today.  I suspect he
might even be coming to talk to you about getting your blessing before he
leaves, if the first part goes as well as he hopes.  I don't think he's
ready to pop the question, but could be getting ready to."

   "So, why hasn't she even mentioned him to me even once?", I asked.

   "A bunch of reasons, I think.  Because she just told you about her
relationship with me a few days ago, a day after starting sex with you. 
Because he hasn't declared his love, and she's avoiding admitting to
herself how she feels.  She pretends he's just a fuck buddy together with
me, partly because I had him first, partly because thinking of him
otherwise would have given her a reason not to pursue you.  But I see the
way she watches him.  That's love in her eyes, I'm sure of it."

   "So, is there anything we can do to help clear their path to true love?"


   She nodded.  "I can think of three courses of action.  One, we do
nothing, and let them figure it out on their own, while they both struggle
with how to break up with each of us.  Two, we each break up with them
first, and insist they pursue the non-incestuous relationship they have
right in front of them.  I'm not sure I can let him go, though, even if
it's for the best.  How about you?"

   I shook my head no.  "I just found out she loves me like this on
Wednesday, and I have to push her away on Saturday?  I think it would crush
her, if it weren't her choice.  I don't think I could do that, even for her
long-term happiness.  So, what's the third option?"

   "We turn this threesome into a foursome, of course.  Once he tells Suzy
how he feels and she returns those feelings, we let Nick know about your
new relationship with Suzy, and the relationship we feel forming between
the two of us, and ask if he's ready to share two women with you.  At the
least, it gives them more time to figure out their future together without
having to give us up right away, and plus, it gives us time, too.  Are you
ready to share her?"

   My eyes went wide, but only with surprise, not fear.  "My lady, that's
either perverse or brilliant, or a little of both.  Do you really think it
would work?"

   "I can't make any guarantees, but I actually think it offers the best
chance for them to wind up together, or even what could be a stable
relationship for all four of us.  Imagine it.  The prospect of two legal
marriages, but living as one family, effectively two husbands and two
wives."

   The ramifications swirled through my head.  "But legally, because I'm a
different generation, my daughter also becomes my sister-in-law?  And you
become both her step-mother and sister-in-law, and your brother's
mother-in-law?  Hallmark's going to make a fortune off of us!"

   She laughed.  "Not to mention that Suzy effectively becomes Nick's
step-niece, and you'd be both Nick's father-in-law and brother-in-law..  A
sense of humor about the whole thing will be essential.  I've read enough
about polyamory to know that those relationships can be very difficult but
rewarding at the same time, but to mix incestuous relationships in there,
too?  We might be treading new ground."

   "So, what do we tell Suzy about this beforehand?" I asked, just as Suzy
walked into the bedroom, still in her silver swimsuit, carrying a towel.

   "Tell me about what?" She asked.

   "Sit down, honey," Sandra said, turning 90 degrees to see Suzy better..
A look at me told me I should let her take the lead.

   "Am I in trouble, or something?" Suzy asked, as she put the towel down,
then knelt on it at the foot of the bed, facing both of us.

   "Probably in the 'or something' category, unless you want to see it as
trouble.  Nick's on his way here."

   Suzy glanced my way, then said, "What?  Why?"

   "And I told Steve everything."

   "You WHAT?"

   "Calm down, please," Sandra said..  "You heard what I said, I'll explain
why in a minute.  As for Nick, I believe he's on his way here to tell you
he loves you."

   "He WHAT?!?"

   Sandra put her hand out, and said, "Okay, that's three times you've
interrupted me with a 'What?' as if you didn't just hear me.  Stop doing it
and listen.  Nick loves you, sweetheart, as surely as I do.  He just hasn't
said it yet, because he has thought you belonged to me somehow.  I set him
straight on that point a few days ago, so I'm pretty sure that's what he's
coming here to say.  Meanwhile, I believe you love him just as much,
whether or not you've even admitted that to yourself.  Because Nick's
declaration has impacts on the relationship between you and I, and on the
new relationship between you and your dad, and even the possibility of a
relationship between your dad and me, I felt it was only fair to bring
Steve up to speed, so he's able to react reasonably when Nick gets here,
rather than getting surprised by a boyfriend he didn't even know you had."

   Suzy looked ready to cry.  "I'm sorry Dad."

   "No apology necessary," I told her.  "We've talked about you eventually
finding love with someone else, and while I'm surprised it was already
happening before this, I can only be happy for you if he makes you happy.
Does he?"

   She rocked on her knees, a sign to me that she was getting her thoughts
in order.  "He does, Dad.  Next to you and Sandra, he makes me the happiest
I ever am." She looked at Sandra and said, "Yes, I love him.  But how am I
supposed to choose between him and my Dad?"

   Sandra replied, "That's part of what I was discussing with Steve.  We
came to a mutual agreement that maybe the best response we could have to
Nick is to tell him everything, too.  Let him know about you and Steve
being intimate this week and you and me and Steve being intimate last
night, and find out if he'd be willing to be in a foursome with us.  To the
outside world, we would appear to be two couples, although unorthodox
because I'd be with your dad while you're with my brother, but inside it
we'd be polyamorous, just having to be extra careful when we want kids, if
we even last together that long.  That way, none of us have to break up
with anyone right now, just to let you and Nick express your love for each
other, and for your Dad and I to see if we really have together what you
think we will."

   I added, "When you walked in, I was just asking how much of this plan
you needed to be told about before Nick arrived.  But that's pretty much
everything, except we need to know if you're okay with exposing our secret
to Nick, too.  I think we should, but you have to decide, too."

   Suzy went silent, rocking some more.  Finally she asked, "Do you think
Nick would go for it?"

   Sandra said, "Yes, but there's really only one way to find out - we have
to make the offer, if he's here for the reasons I think he is."

   "You just said "reasons" as in plural.  What else do you think he's
after?"

   "Not to freak you out any more, but I think he might be wanting to ask
your Dad a certain question regarding you and a ring."

   Suzy gasped, "Oh.  Wow.  You really think so?"

   "I think it's a possibility, but I'm not as certain of it," Sandra
answered.  "He's smitten, kitten.  And our Dad asked our Mom to marry him
after just six weeks.  Impulsivity is not a stranger to my family."

   I jumped in again.  "Suzy, we still haven't heard a decision from you -
are you okay with this plan to tell Nick about us and invite him into a
foursome?"

   "Yeah, Dad, I'm good with it, and hope he accepts.  I really want all
three of you in my life, and this would be the way to do it."

   "Okay, so now we need to talk strategy..."

   ~~~ I heard about some of this later, since I wasn't physically there.
~~~

   Just after noon, the doorbell rang, and Suzy answered it, still dressed
in the silver swimsuit.  "Hi, Nick.  Come in," she said.

   Nick's eyes were just about popping out, but he tried to play it cool.
"Hey, gorgeous!  Is that a new suit?"

   "Yup," she said, giving a spin so Nick could see the whole thing.  "You
like?"

   "Ohhhh, yeah.  I'd be a fool to say no."

   "Smart man.  Listen, my Dad and Sandra are out doing some shopping for
lunch and dinner tonight.  Do you feel like hitting the hot tub here, so we
can talk a bit, until they get back?"

   "I didn't bring trunks," he said, frowning.

   "You're about my Dad's size.  I'm sure he wouldn't mind loaning you a
pair."

   "Okay, I'd love it."

   Suzy grabbed a blue suit from my dresser, and Nick got changed into it.
They left me a note and grabbed towels and went out to the hot tub, and it
was empty, unusual given the time of day.  They turned on the jets and got
in, and sat close but not touching.  Nick reached over and took Suzy's
hand. "Suze, I know we haven't spent a lot of time together, and a lot of
that has been pretty intense because we started out as lovers from day one,
but I think, I know, I've fallen in love with you.  I would love it if you
agreed to be my girlfriend."

   "I love you too, Nick, and yes, I want to be more than your occasional
lover.  I don't think I realized it until Sandra told me you were coming
today, and hinted that this was why you were coming here."

   "She...  damned busybody.  That was supposed to be a secret."

   "Okay, stop it.  She cares for both of us, you know that.  She only told
me because it actually impacts more than just you and me, and I needed to
think about those impacts before I could answer your 'I love you' with my
own.  I can't divulge everything quite yet, but you'll know everything
soon. Trust me?"

   "How do I trust you with my heart and not trust you with everything
else? Of course I trust you."

   Suzy scooted the rest of the way to Nick's side, and began making out
with him.

   ~~~~~

   Sandra and I got back from shopping, and say Suzy's note.  We'd gotten
cold cuts and rolls for lunch, and ingredients for Chicken Piccata that
Sandra wanted to make us for dinner, along with other odds and ends. 
"Phase 1 under way." I chuckled.  "Give them a few minutes, then go get
them?"

   Sandra hugged my arm, and said "Of course." She kissed me, and another
piece of my heart became hers.

   I started laying out sandwich fixings, while Sandra went out to the hot
tub.

   ~~~~~

   Sandra walked up to the hot tub, seeing Suzy and Nick all over each
other.  "Ahem," she had to say three times, before they finally noticed
her.

   Nick looked up and, beaming, said, "Sandra, she loves me."

   "I know, doofus.  I've known for months, even if the two of you couldn't
tell it for yourselves yet.  Thank you for telling her.  Are you happy,
Suzy?"

   "Ecstatic, Sandra.  I just hope Dad is okay."

   "You let me handle your Dad.  Anyway, lunch is almost ready.  Come and
get it."

   ~~~~~

   Over sandwiches, I asked, "So, Sandra, I hear you don't like the
nickname Sandy."

   Sandra shrugged.  "To me, 'Sandy' always makes me think of Olivia Newton
John in 'Grease'.  Do I look like a Sandy?  So, no, I don't like it very
much."

   I turned to Nick.  "So, is Nick short for Nicholas?"

   Nick frowned a little.  "Actually, it used to be short for Nickle.  My
Dad was a bit of a football fanatic, and I got named for the damned
defense. 'Nickel Montana Adams'.  I had it legally changed a few years ago
to just 'Nick John Adams'.  After my Dad died.  The John is for him."

   "I'm sorry.  Sandra was telling us last night how hard the three of you
had it for a while.  It's gotta be tough to lose both parents at once, so
young."

   "Yeah, not something I'd wish on anyone."

   'Time for Phase 2,' I thought.

   "So, Nick, you want to tell me exactly why the fuck you're here?  I
mean, I can understand my daughter's roommate coming for an overnight
visit, but her brother?" I might have laid the fake anger on a little
thick, as I saw Nick cringe.

   "Dad!" Suzy cried.

   "Or do you want to tell me instead, daughter?  Who exactly is Nick, to
you?"

   "He's...  he's my boyfriend...  and my lover."

   "But I thought I..." I feigned the slip of the tongue, all part of the
plan we'd worked out in the morning.

   "You are, but so is he." She turned to Nick.  "Nick, I love my Dad, but
also as a man, and he loves me.  A few days ago, we admitted that to each
other, and had sex with each other for the first time, and every day since.
And last night, we both made love with Sandra.  Those are the secrets I
alluded to when I was talking to you out in the hot tub."

   "You and your dad?" Nick asked.

   Sandra said, "Yes, Nick, They're lovers, just like you and I are.  They
love each other, and express that love sexually."

   "Sis, you said that was our secret, ours and Suzy's."

   "Listen, Nick," I said.  "I was just screwing with you, there.  Sandra
told me everything this morning, knowing that you were coming and why, so I
could wrap my mind around it beforehand, and I actually approve of you
loving my daughter.  I don't know you well, yet, but I trust her judgement.
Plus, I've quickly developed a strong bond with your sister, that I'd like
to explore further, without giving up Suzy, or making her give you up.  All
three of us decided this morning that the best response to you telling Suzy
that you love her was to unveil ALL of the secrets..."

   Suzy took over, taking Nick's hand and saying, "And ask you if you would
be okay with forming a foursome with the people at this table.  I'm not
ready to give up what I've just found with my Daddy, and I don't know if I
ever will be.  If you're willing to share both me and Sandra with him, we
think we can all be happy.  What do you think?"

   Nick muttered "oh fuck" over and over a half dozen times, then went
silent, head down.  Finally, he looked up, looked Suzy straight in the
eyes, then Sandra's, and finally mine, drew a deep breath and said, "Okay.
I'm in."

   ----

   Suzy and Nick jumped into the Master shower quickly, to rinse the hot
tub chlorine off of their bodies, while Sandra and I undressed and got onto
my bed and began to kiss, my dick beginning to respond to her.  When Suzy
and Nick came in, he was already hard, which was hardly surprising given
being in an enclosed space with a naked Suzy.

   I could see Nick's eyes looking at Sandra and me, but he smiled at me,
and asked, "You love her already, don't you?  Just one night, and you're
obviously entranced."

   I said, "Yes.  Something special passed between us last night.  I can't
explain it, and don't need to.  She has my heart, and tells me I have hers.
Why analyze it further than that?  That's why I was ready to say yes to
this foursome idea.  It felt right from the moment Sandra suggested it.  A
week ago, I'd have said it was crazy.  But it's been a hell of a week."

   Nick and Suzy lay across the head of my King bed, while Sandra and I
took the foot.

   We started, just by kissing, then gradually, I worked my way down to
Sandra's legs, raised them over my shoulders, and began making love to her
pussy.  Meanwhile, Suzy made her way down to Nick's penis, and turned
herself to plant her pussy on his mouth.  Liking the idea, I managed to
turn myself, so Sandra could bring my dick to her mouth, as well.

   Moans and grunts filled the room, as I licked my way through Sandra's
labia to nudge her clitoral hood with my tongue, her clitoris not yet
exposed.  I worked my way around her labia again, and thrust my tongue as
far as it could go into her vagina, swirling it around, thinking of the
reverse of how Sandra was swirling her tongue around my glans at the same
moment, her tongue on my outside, me on her inside.  As I did, I my eyes
watched her clitoris expand, pushing its way out of its protective hood.

   I pulled my tongue out of her vagina, and replaced it with two fingers,
while my tongue traced back up the labia, to take my first gentle licks of
the clitoris, and the hood.  Sandra was engulfing my dick, as far into her
throat as I could go, then driving me crazy with suction and tongue as she
rose back to my head to take a breath, before driving me back into her
throat again.

   I heard Suzy scream, the first of us to orgasm.  I picked up my pace,
adding a third finger inside Sandra, and licking her clit more directly and
firmly.  I was so focussed on her, my own orgasm caught me by surprise, my
body again on its own.  Just as I finished spurting, Sandra arched her
back, pulled her mouth off of my dick, and screamed, as I also heard Nick
grunting, and a second orgasm from Suzy.

   Nick regained his erection sooner than I, so Suzy climbed on his dick,
while Sandra sat on his face, for more oral attention.  The sight was
thrilling, and I felt my erection returning.  Seeing this, Suzy got off of
Nick, and came to me, and asked me to fuck her doggy-style, while she
sucked Nick off again.  She got into position, and I slid into her wet and
hot sheath, thrusting slow and deep, so that she could maintain contact
with Nick's penis.  She started using her vaginal muscles to make herself
even tighter, and I felt every fold that my prick was pushing past.

   I felt Sandra's hands grab the back of my thighs, as she used them to
pull herself under Suzy, to lick at her clit, pussy and my dick, in a
frenzied movement of her tongue.  Nick had gotten up into a kneeling
position, and was fucking Suzy's mouth, driving into her throat on every
thrust, then pulling back to allow her time to breath.  I increased the
pace of my deep thrusts, and soon felt my balls readying another shot of
jism.  I switched to fast, short strokes, and suddenly I felt Sandra push a
finger into my asshole, and I came explosively into my daughter, and then
pulled out, letting Sandra clean me off.

   Suzy spun around, and let Nick take my place, thrusting her own hand to
furiously rub her clit, saying "close, close, ummmffff, fuck fuck me Nick
harder harder FUCK!" and came with a blissful look on her face.  She fell
forward, then rolled onto her back, and Nick lowered his mouth, to her
pussy, to lick out both of our loads.  Sandra and I went for Suzy's
breasts, licking and nibbling on her nipples, as the three of us gave her
three more orgasms, before she was exhausted.

   ----

   Sandra and Nick left mid-afternoon Sunday.  Suzy and I were both
exhausted, so ate the leftover Chicken Piccata for dinner and went straight
to bed.

   Suzy's period started the next morning, so sexually I went from light
speed to full stop.  I went back to work and the two of us fell back into
our pre-intimacy patterns of evening behavior, dinner and movies or games,
or swimming and the hot tub, as we got ready for Mandy to arrive on
Wednesday.  Suzy went back to sleeping in the guest room.  It felt
unnatural, after all that had gone on the previous week, but we knew it was
necessary.

   ----

   Waiting outside security at the airport on the afternoon of the 1st,
waiting for Mandy's flight to arrive, Suzy asked, "Dad, do you think we can
trust Mandy with our secret?  It might make things easier, if we don't have
to tiptoe around while she's here.  It doesn't have to mean that you and
she have to do anything together, or that we'd do anything together while
she's there, but I would like to be able to kiss you in front of her, at
least, without having to make sure it looks like a 'Dad' kiss."

   "I don't know, sweetie.  It's a mighty big risk, and we've already
risked a lot, by letting Sandra and Nick in on it.  I mean, I would lose my
job if this became public.  And your career might never even get started.
No, I think it's better that we not tell her, unless we're 100% certain of
how she'd react."

   The status board showed that Mandy's flight had landed, so we waited for
the passengers to unload and make their way out of the terminal.  Suddenly,
we saw her coming towards the security exit, and waved.  She spotted us,
and clearly wanted to run towards us, but there were too many people in
front of her to do it.

   Finally, she could get close enough to jump into my arms, almost
knocking me over.  I hugged her tight, then let go.  I looked her up and
down, as she hugged Suzy.  I wasn't getting an attraction vibe from her,
like I had with Suzy from the moment I saw her back in Minneapolis, like I
still was, just standing next to her.  'Whew', I thought.  "So, first
flight solo, right?  How'd it go?" as we started walking to baggage claim.

   She chuckled.  "Pretty good, although once the flight attendant found
out I was 17, she acted like I was in their 'unaccompanied minor' system. I
finally had to remind her that their own policies let 16 and 17 year olds
fly without escorts.  But other than that, I was fine."

   "And how has your Mom been doing, handling Suzy's change of residence?"
I asked.

   "Better.  You were right.  My telling her that I decided to only come
here two weeks in the summer settled her right down.  Still, she cried
saying goodbye to me at the airport, like we haven't been doing this for
years.  Parents," she said, poking me in the ribs.

   "Kids," I said, poking her back.

   We got her suitcase from baggage claim, then took it to my car.  I gave
both girls the choice of what restaurant we'd go to for our traditional
"Belated Father's Day" dinner, and they settled on Olive Garden.  We got
back to the condo around 3.

   "So, we've got some time before dinner," I said.  "Any one up for the
pool?"

   They both ran to get into suits.  I went into my bedroom and put on the
silver and black suit I'd worn for years, then came back to the living
room. Suzy returned in her new green suit, Mandy in a modest gold one piece
I knew was new, since she didn't have it the summer before.  Like her
sister, her figure had filled out since the year before, but I still wasn't
reacting to her.  'Maybe I will get through this', I thought.

   "You look great in that suit," Mandy told her sister.  "Wow."

   "That suit looks nice on you, too." Suzy responded.  Looking my way, she
said, "Of course, Dad keeps wearing his old standby.  Boring, Dad."

   "Dads are supposed to be boring, right?  Let's go."

   All three of us dove into the pool at the same time, and started a
splash fight.  Of course, the girls teamed up against me, and I finally had
to cry 'uncle'.  "I thought this was supposed to be 'Father's Day'!" I
complained.

   "You did get to be the center of attention, Daddy!" Mandy joked.  "Can't
handle two on one?"

   My mind flashed to the threesome with Suzy and Sandra, and I might have
blushed.  I tried to cover it by diving under the water and starting to
swim laps.  Suzy joined me, racing me, while Mandy got out of the pool to
sit in the hot tub for a while.

   After six laps each, which Suzy still won easily, she whispered to me,
"She saw you blush, Dad.  That's not 'cooling it'."

   "Sorry, I'm trying.  They don't exactly give training for this at 'Dad
School'.  Incest 105 isn't on the curriculum.  Besides, what I blushed
about was remembering you and Sandra, not Mandy."

   ----

   Dinner went well.  The girls both gave me Hallmark cards with iTunes
gift cards inside, and I thanked them.  Back at the condo, we decided to
pop popcorn and have a 'Movie Night'.  Mandy picked this weird horror flick
called "The Purge", while Suzy chose "Taken 3", and I chose "The Imitation
Game".

   I probably flinched as much as the girls did during "The Purge", not my
usual genre at all.  I was not impressed by "Taken 3".  Sequels are rarely
as good as the original.  "The Imitation Game" is slower, and I was
surprised neither of my girls fell asleep during it, but they didn't, both
cuddled up against me from opposite sides, with no reaction from my groin.

   At the end, Mandy said, "That's a true story?  That's sad, that they'd
do that to him."

   I pulled her closer, and kissed the top of her head.  "People who claim
to be moral sometimes commit the worst sins, sweetie, against people they
think are immoral.  Alan Turing might have been a decisive factor in
winning World War II, but it couldn't save him.  Imagine the advances in
computing he might have brought us, if they'd just let him be."

   "That's why I want to be a lawyer, Daddy.  To defend people from that
kind of stuff."

   "You couldn't make me prouder, hon.  Both of you.  I'm so glad I get to
call you my daughters." That got me kisses from both of them.  Suzy looked
me straight in my eyes as she carefully planted a kiss on my cheek, and I
remembered our conversation at the airport.

   "Okay, waterpark tomorrow!  Off to bed, both of you," I said.

   "Dad, I'm still on my period," Suzy said.  "I used a tampon to go in the
pool today, but for a whole day at the water park, I'd be changing it every
couple of hours.  Can we maybe go the day after our birthday party?  I
should be done in a couple more days, but then it'll be the weekend.  The
6th is Monday, and it'll be less crowded again."

   "Okay, sweetie.  Six Flags, instead?" The girls cheered, gave me a
good-night kiss, then headed to their room.  I cleaned up our popcorn
bowls, and went to bed myself.  'Not a bad first day', I thought, as I
drifted to sleep.

   -----

   Suzy was up before me, and was making pancakes when I came into the
kitchen.  I started a pot of coffee, then gave her a kiss on the cheek,
saying, "Good morning, honey.  Sleep well?"

   She shook her head no.  "So-so.  I wish you had separate rooms for me
and Mandy here, like our house in Minneapolis.  She snores a little."

   "And you talk in your sleep!" Mandy said coming into the kitchen. 
"Who's Nick, by the way?" I flinched.

   Suzy blushed.  "My boyfriend," she said, hesitantly.

   "News to me, sis." Mandy said.  "Okay, dish."

   Suzy paused before saying, "He's actually my roommate's younger brother.
He came to visit Sandra several weekends during the school year, and we got
to know each other, and fell in love.  He and Sandra drove over here last
weekend to visit me, and he asked me to be his girlfriend.  It will be
tough being long-distance, but he's worth it." All of it, true, if only
partially.  It sounded like Suzy had already thought about how to answer
this question.

   "Got a picture?" Mandy asked.

   "Sure." She pulled his Facebook profile up on her phone, and handed it
to Mandy.

   Mandy's eyes went wide.  "Cute.  Sis, this says he's 27!  You said
younger brother, not older."

   "Well, Sandra's 32, so he IS younger than she is.  Oh, and she's got
another even younger brother, Aaron, who's 22 - want me to set you up?"

   'Oh, fuck', I thought.

   Mandy giggled.  "Not looking for a boyfriend right now, Suzy.  Let me
see what college boys are like first."

   'Double fuck!  I know what college boys are like, or at least how I was
then.'

   We had coffee and pancakes and some yoghurt, then finished getting
dressed and headed to Six Flags Over Texas for the day.  Lines were short,
being a weekday.  We probably rode all of the coasters three times, and
most of the non-kiddie rides twice or more.  We got home around six, pretty
tired and I whipped up some sandwiches, and we decided to play Scrabble
instead of watching more movies.

   During the second game, Mandy actually played the word 'incest' on the
board, and Suzy and I both looked at each other, then away just as fast. 
We didn't say anything about it, and the game continued on.  Of three total
games played, we each won one.

   ----

   The next two days, we stayed home, hanging out at the pool, as the girls
worked on their tans, Mandy finding that she now fit into Suzy's yellow
bikini, while Suzy wore her green one.  They were a sight, lying side by
side at the pool, but my eyes were still drawn to Suzy most of all.  I
couldn't explain why.

   I read next to them, swam quite a few laps, feeling my conditioning
improving, and took care of making all our meals, and prepping some things
for the party on the 5th.  And made a run to the grocery store to get our
birthday cake, chocolate with mint frosting, my own favorite.

   Birthday Day morning dawned rainy.  I hoped it would clear up, so we
could play at the pool again, but knew we'd make do, anyway.  I started on
my version of Eggs Hollandaise, Mandy's favorite meal, while I let the
girls sleep.  Even though Suzy's birthday was almost 3 months earlier, this
had always been the day we chose to observe all three of our birthdays,
since the divorce.  We called it 'Birthday Day'.  I'd already given Suzy
her favorite meal, my Garlic Chicken Fettuccine Alfredo, since she'd
arrived, but planned to make it again for dinner.

   Suzy was again the first of the girls up.  She came right to me, and
planted a passionate kiss on my lips, keeping one eye on the bedroom door.
"Happy Birthday Day, Daddy!  I love you."

   "Happy Birthday Day to you, angel," I said, hugging her.

   "Anything I can do to help with breakfast?"

   I nodded.  "Yeah, toast the English Muffins.  The pack's by the toaster,
do all six.  For each plate, put two halves face up for the eggs, then
butter and jam on the other two."

   I started coffee, while stirring the sauce.  Its smell evidently woke
Mandy.  "Happy Birthday Day, you two." she said, still half-asleep, pouring
herself a cup and sitting down.

   "So, does it feel any different, pumpkin?" I asked.

   "What?  Being 18 and legally an adult?  Not really.  Feels like any
other rainy day, she said, looking out the windows."

   "Sorry about that.  They don't give weather wands out with the Daddy
kit."

   "S'posed to clear up tonight." she said.

   "Okay, eggs and sauce are ready.  How are the English Muffins doing,
Suzy?"

   "Last one just popped up, Dad, and the plates are ready."

   On the face-up muffin halves, I placed a slice of canadian bacon and
spooned scrambled eggs instead of poached and then the sauce over that,
then served some sausage links onto each plate, and set them in front of
each girl, then made my own, poured myself some coffee, and sat down.  I
raised my mug, as did the girls, and we said in unison, "Happy Birthday to
One, Happy Birthday to All" and each took a sip.

   Strange, the traditions that can develop in a family, even one that's
only together one month a year, and would now be together even less.  My
eyes teared up.

   Mandy noticed first.  "What's wrong, Daddy?"

   "Oh, just thinking about the last five years of Julys, of Birthday Days,
of how we developed this little tradition of ours, and how it's changing
now that you two are getting older.  Your mom's not the only one who gets
to cry over things changing in this family, y'know."

   Mandy got up to hug me from behind.  "Daddy, I love you.  I'm always
going to be here for Birthday Day, I promise."

   Suzy reached her hand across the table, and squeezed mine.  "Me, too. 
Even if I move out, I'll always come back for Birthday Day breakfast."

   "What do you mean 'if'?  You planning to live here forever?"

   "Maybe," she said jokingly, giving my hand another squeeze and looking
me right in the eyes.

   Mandy kissed my cheek, then sat back down, and we finished breakfast.

   It continued raining, so we simply settled in for a 'Friends' marathon,
making it through an entire season before I needed to get up and start
dinner.  As always, Suzy had two helpings of my fettucine.

   We then exchanged our gifts.  What I'd decided to get Mandy worked as a
gift for Suzy, too.  "When your Mom and I bought you girls your cars, all
they came with was a CD-Player and AM/FM and neither of you have bought
many CDs, this being the age of MP3s and iPods.  These are gift
certificates for upgrades of your stereo systems - Satellite Radio,
MP3/iPod capability, better speakers."

   "Thanks, Daddy!" came from both of their mouths, and I got a kiss on the
cheek from each of them.

   From Mandy, I got two new pairs of swim trunks.  From Suzy, a Best Buy
gift card.  For each other, iTunes cards.

   Afterwards, I got out the cake I'd gotten at the grocery store.  I'd
gotten it decorated with the words "Happy Birthday Day!", and put three
candles on opposite sides of the cake, one for each of us.  I lit all three
candles, and we gathered around, and sang our altered version of Happy
Birthday: Happy Birthday To Us, Happy Birthday To Us, Happy Birthday Dear
Family, Happy Birthday To Us, and then we each blew out the candle closest
to us, making our wishes.
I wondered what Suzy wished for this year, now that her last wishes had

come true.  Mine was for the foursome to be a success.

   Just as we finished, we noticed the setting sun streaming in through the
windows.  "If that's not a good omen, I don't know what is," I said.  The
rain had stopped, so I suggested, "Any one for the hot tub?  It always
seems better after a rain."

   All agreed, so we changed into swim suits again, the girls both into
their one pieces, me into my 'old standby', and went out to the hot tub. 
The rain had cooled the water, and the chlorine smell was reduced, and we
relaxed in it for 20 minutes at a time, jumping into the pool for a cool
down in between, to keep from overheating, and were beginning to get
prune-fingers when we finally went back inside after 2 hours, cleaned up,
and went to bed.

   ----

   "I'm calling for a family circle after dinner," Mandy announced, the
evening after her birthday, after we got back from the water park..

   It was a tradition from the kids' childhood, where we would sit around
the kitchen table, holding hands around the table, and discuss whatever
difficult subjects needed to be discussed.  Honesty and forgiveness were
expected from everyone.  The kids couldn't be grounded for things they
admitted to during one, that kind of thing.  The last one I'd been involved
in had been the one where Paula and I told the girls about the divorce.  I
flinched at the memory.

   We hadn't needed one at my Dallas home since then.  'What's this about?'
I thought.

   After taking care of dinner dishes, we took places around the table, and
clasped hands.

   "Okay, sweetie, what do you need to talk about that needed the circle?"
I asked.

   "There's no easy way to ask this.  Are the two of you having sex,
y'know, with each other?"

   ~~~~~~~~~~ to be continued....

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