Sara’s Protective Dad part 3

When we get to our bedroom, more of bedroom sweet, with master bath, walk in closet, den, and setting area, Sara ask? “Dad will you help get me out of this dress?”

“I thought that is why you got in to it; make sure I helped you get out again.” I let my eye travel over all of her beautiful body. Her eyes were on my pants and the large bulge in them.

“Did I do that?” giggling as she said that.

“Yes you did, and what do want to do about it.” I’m smiling devilishly looking into her eyes now.

“Come over here and get me out of this dress, and then you’ll see.”

I walk to her take her hand and lovingly pull into the setting area, and then playfully pull her down into a sofa. Now seated beside me I start kiss her wantonly, passionately, the kiss becomes a French kiss, is get so hot. My hands now travel the paths my eyes had gone. She is pulling at the bottom of my shirt; I’m pulling at the zipper on her dress. In less than a New York minute, out of most of our clothing, I’m in my boxer, she in her bra and panties.

“Dad you like this panties and bra set?” She slowly turning around and giving a little hip wiggle.

“Oh baby girl, their so sexy.” I’m enjoying the little show she is doing just for me.

“Dad as you can see I’m no baby and a lot more woman than girl”. She uses a little mock anger.

“Yes you are a very beautiful young woman” I’m looking her in the eyes so she knows I mean what I’m saying. I start moving us nearer the bed.

“So I’m beautiful?” Sara lights up at the compliment.

“Yes Love you are.” Just a few more feet to the bed and I’ll have her there.

“Did you just call me Love?” Eyes filled with joy as she asked.

“Yes Love of my life.”

“Oh Dad you’re so, so corny.” Sara is giggling like an eight year old.

“Ah Sara, Love why would you say that?” With her back to the bed she may not know just how close to it she was. One small push and she falls onto the huge bed. I follow her on the bed as she comes to rest from the bounce of the bed my lids find hers. I pull her to me.

My mind begins to race, images of Jewels and Sara run in thought of what might have been, if Janet hadn’t lied. I had acted sooner. This would be Jewels here now; Sara would be asleep in her room, the twins next door to her. What of the twins, they’re Jewels’ girls, but there is no way they’re not mine too.

I break our kiss. Sara we have to talk, I have something that has to be in the open before we can move forward, it looks like the world is on my shoulders, and Sara sees this.

With some anger, Sara sets up on the edge of the bed by me. I have my feet on the floor and look as if any second I could take off out of the room. “Hold it right there this has something to do with Jill.” Sara stop talking as sees the look on my face, studies it before asking. “What’s wrong that look is not at all good?”

There is a photo of Janet, Jewels and her in and old album, I walk to my desk, bring it back to show it to Sara. It has some photos of Jewels from our Colorado trip six months before as well. “Jewels looks so happy in those photos. I look happy in them too.” Sara confusion is on her face, as she looks at the album. “Is there something in here the reason we stopped.”

“You look so much like Jewels did back then; you’re less than a year apart in age, her age then to yours now, when the photos were taken. Sara there two things you have to know, First your Mother died last year.” I stop here to judge Sara’s reaction. “I didn’t remember her, Dad.” And the she runs a hand over the photo. “That was taken on your first birthday. It’s all so the last photo I have of Jewels, till today.”

Sara face is a mask of confusion. “How could you take a picture of Jewels?”

I get my cell phone from where I left it. Open the photograph of Jill who is Jewels show them to Sara, here see for yourself. Look close at her face, then and now.” Sara looks at photos going back and for, goes thru all the ones on my phone, she stop at one showing Jewels smiling, then looks back at the album.

“Oh my God, are you sure? They do look like her.”

“I’ve talked to her when you and the twins were shopping; she told me she was I know she is Jewels. There something that I never told you. In the last photo the one from you first birthday, Jewels is carrying my children.”

“Yes I see me there.”

“True and so are the twins.” I can’t help being a little sad thinking of all the lost time I haven’t got spend with them, Birthdays and Christmas so much time that I’ll never get back.

“Wait you’re saying the Jewels is pregnant and it’s the twins, Oh my god I have sisters.” Sara is excited she’s always wanted more family.

“I think so, they were born only fifteen mounts after your birth, and they’re fourteen now. That makes it perfect timing to fit with my memory.”

“Wow, Dad I see now, I was mad feeling like you were cheating on me at the mall. I’m sorry.”

I set close to her and put my arm over her shoulder, turn to face her. “Sara you know how I feel for you, I felt the same for Jewels. She was gone and you are here, now both Jewels and you are here. Sara I’m so confused. I love you so much, I need you, and I want you, I want that to never end. I want to spend the rest of my future with you. The problem is I felt the same for Jewels, I’m not sure, if I don’t still.”

“I love you Dad.” No, he can’t leave me. I do anything for him; even share him if that’s what it takes.

“Maybe we should go talk to Jewels.” We get up just the way we are and walked to the guess room. Jewels is still asleep on the bed, drunk but not passed out. I wake her gently. “Jewels I need to talk to you and I can’t wait. Jewels, I know you said that there your girls, but what I need to know are they my girls too.”

“Bobby, what are you doing waking me up in the middle of the night?” Jewels is a little upset.

“I just needed to know are that the twins are mine too.” I’m looking intensely into her eyes, she knowing how I feel about liars answer slowly and directly.

“Yes they are Bobby. That could have waited till tomorrow.” She replies with a yawn.

“Well there is another reason why I have to talk to you. I don’t know if I’m still in love with you.”

Jewels looks around the room and sees Sara. “And you bring my sister here to ask that question.”

We both say. “What!”

Oh yeah I was to give you these letters from Janet. If you hand me my purse I’ll give them to you.

I hand Jewels her purse she opens it. Jewels removes two envelopes and hands them to me. One is addressed Robert and the other Sara. “Janet wrote those before she died, they are her last words to you.” I hand Sara the envelope with her name.

Jewels but that still doesn’t answer my other question.

“How can I answer what you feel, but I no longer have those feelings for you. I’m sorry Bobby.”

“Thank you that’s what I really needed to know. Jewels, sleep well we’ll talk in morning.” And with that I leave the room, with Sara in tow.

“You think we should read these letters now?” Sara’s eyes show her distress.

“Yeah that’s a pretty big question that we need answer whether you’re my daughter or Jewels’ sister.”

We walk slowly back to our room, we both go to the seating area and set in the overlarge recliner I turn on the reading lamp. we open our letters.

Roberts letter: My dearest Robert

I am so very sorry! It’s always too late when you realize what you really had. I had the best man on this planet. And all I could see was what my stepfather had planned for him and me. In the beginning Robert I really didn’t love you. But I knew you love me, and my actions hurt you. For that I am so sorry! I now understand why you hate lies so much. If I had been truthful to you, a lot of my problems never would have occurred, or the harm they caused. That is why I’m going to tell you the entire truth about everything Robert.

You asked me to marry you I said yes not because I loved you but because my stepfather and I wanted your money. He planned for you to add me to your will. I was supposed to have you put me on as a sole beneficiary. Once, you had completed this, his plans was to kill you, making it look accidental. All of this was planned even before our third date. My stepfather and I, you see were lovers. I am so sorry that this may hurt you Robert. Part of his plan was for a child being born within the first year of our marriage, but that child was never planned to be yours. So all the fights I started that led to me leaving for a week or so enabled me to be impregnated by my stepfather. On our third month of marriage my stepfather impregnated me with Sara. We hoped that would hurry you to change your will.

I was beginning to fall in love with you, by this time I saw what a good man you truly are, the way you care for me no one else had ever done. You were so kind to me. I saw my stepfather for what he was, but I was pregnant. I was five months pregnant when I realized I was coming to care for you, and how much an asshole my stepfather was. I was caught up in that massive lie; I was trapped in a lie by my own actions. There I was falling in love with you, knowing that if I told you the truth at that point I would lose you.