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Just Trying To Help Pt. 01

By: DG Hear



Story could have been in a number of categories. I picked loving wives this time.

I'd like to thank my editors LadyCibelle and Techsan for making my stories a much better read. I make a lot of changes after edits so if you find mistakes, I take full responsibility. 

Part 1, Chapter 1:

I read stories and find it amazing how some of them could have been about me and my life. It's almost eerie when I think about it. I also get a ton of jokes and e-mail from relatives and friends. It's like they see me in their little joke and stories and pass them along to me.

I've been married twice and have a wonderful seventeen year old daughter, Kim, whom I often call Kimmy. She has been my pride and joy as well as my rock, every since her mom passed away nine years ago.

We argue and complain just like most families. Mostly about curfews, dating and things like that. I guess it's all part of growing up. She's smart and gets good grades; I'm sure going to miss her when she goes to college and leaves the nest. That will be in another year.

After my wife died, I was pretty much in the dumps. Kimmy was all I had left. I even thought of ending it, but what would Kimmy have done? She was just a little girl who had lost her mom. I went on and made a life for Kimmy and me.

I owned my own computer repair shop. I had mostly corporate clientele but I would help a few friends and neighbors with their computer problems. Life was okay but I didn't date much. Everyone and his cousin wanted to fix me up with someone. I can't tell you the number of times I heard, "Kim needs a mother!" Maybe people were right, even though Kimmy and I got along fine. One day, about four years after the death of my wife, I was on a computer repair job.

I met Julie; a corporate secretary who was stunning. She was the legal secretary in a law office. We seemed to hit it off right off the bat. I decided to go for broke and asked her out. She smiled and we set up a date.

We started dating and got along pretty good. For some reason, Kimmy didn't trust her. She didn't really hate her but she wasn't overly friendly with her. One thing led to another and eventually we got married. It must have been close to a year after we met.

I had a talk with Kim and she told me to do whatever made me happy. She was going on thirteen at the time and I told her she was still my little girl and I wouldn't let anyone come between us. She was still number one in my heart.

"Dad, I'm growing up and someday I'll be gone. I want you to be happy. If Julie does that for you, then you have my blessing. She's nice enough and all but there's something, I don't know, maybe it's just that she isn't mom."

Kim called her Julie. She told me she just couldn't call her mom.

Julie had been married once before. She said they divorced because of irreconcilable differences. She basically said they didn't get along. I never pushed her for more information and she never gave any more.

My sex life increased greatly. We started out doing it almost every night. After a few months we did it less, maybe at least three times a week, which was plenty for me.

We had somewhat different lifestyles. I was more of the homebody type and Julie was the one that always attended functions. I went to a few of them but not all. I didn't care that much for the limelight. I preferred to stay home and watch TV with Kimmy.

Financially we were sitting pretty well. We did have a prenuptial agreement. I had a lot of assets that I wanted to pass on to Kim; Julie had a healthy estate of her own but nowhere near the size of mine.

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One day I read this story on the Internet about a computer wiz who, when he repaired computers, would always have a USB chip and copy personal files of some of his clients. I carried them also but didn't steal personal information.

In this story the computer guy opened up a personal video file and saw pictures of different women being fucked by his friend, Bob. They were all neighbors of his and he got off watching his friend fucking them. Bob was a popular guy whose wife was a doll, according to the story, and all the women were married. He opened one file and this guy's wife was fucking a black guy, while he must have been taping it. So that meant his wife must be part of the threesome.

He opened one more file and saw his friend Bob fucking his wife Carrie. He couldn't believe it. He checked the date of the video and it was a week earlier. He was on a trip that week. He went to another file and there was his wife Carrie again. Only this time she was fucking the black guy.

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What gets me about this author is he didn't do shit about it. He said that sex was so good with his wife that he didn't want to upset the apple cart. I hate stories like this. He should have kicked her out on her ass and beat the shit out of his friend Bob. This author must be some kind of pervert to be happy with a marriage like that.

I was pissed after reading that story. I just can't understand men like that. Why get married? If you can't be monogamous, then don't get married. Where was the trust and love in that type of marriage?

Over the next couple of weeks, Julie was at meeting after meeting. I asked Kim if she saw her much and she said she was always going out. 

"Dad, I know I shouldn't say anything but it's not the same as when mom was alive. Julie is more of an acquaintance than a friend even. I try to be pleasant, dad; but she is always aloof with me. When she's here and you're not home, I usually go to my girlfriend's house. I'm sorry, dad; but you told me to come to you when I have a problem so I did."

"It's okay, sweetie; I'll try to find out what's going on. Don't worry, I won't tell Julie we talked."

The following Saturday was another damn party. It was at Julie's boss' house so I told her I would go. She was dressed really sexy. For a woman of forty, she looked good, damn good! I couldn't take that away from her.

Just before we left the phone rang. Julie answered it and told me her boss, Bill, asked to speak to me. I hardly ever talk to this guy. We were like in two different universes. I took the phone and he acted like we were old friends.

"Larry," he said. "Julie said you were coming to the party tonight. Could I ask you a favor while you're here? My computer keeps messing up and I wondered if you could take a look at it while you're here? I'll be happy to pay you. It's just that I will need to work on it tomorrow and it would be nice to have it working."

Great! Now I have to go to a stupid party and work on his computer. Maybe it was a good sign. I wouldn't have to fit in with the crowd anyway.

"Sure, Bill, I'll bring my van with all my computer equipment in it. Maybe we can get you up and running."

Julie gave me the evil eye. "I have to ride in that old van? This is an important party."

"No, you can either stay home or call your boss back and tell him I can't fix his computer tonight because you don't want to ride in my old van," I said sarcastically.

Kim asked to stay at one of her girlfriend's house since we wouldn't be home till late. Of course I told her it was okay.

Julie and I arrived at the house of Bill and Cindy. The valet grinned when they opened the door for Julie. It just made her more aggravated. I told them to park near a back door in case I needed to come out for computer parts. I mentioned to them that I was going to repair Mr. Smith's computer.

"Yes, Sir, no problem." They pointed to where they would be parking my van.

I caught up with Julie as we were greeted at the door. Shortly afterward, Cindy came and greeted us. She was barely thirty and twenty years younger than Bill. She was his third wife. Rumor has it he couldn't keep his dick in his pants. Of course Julie told me that it was untrue. His ex-wives were just spreading rumors about him.

Cindy was dressed to kill. She was a petite blonde and had on a tight mini dress. Most of her breasts, her legs and her back were uncovered. I could imagine what Bill was going to do with her after the party.

Julie looked sexy but not quite as slutty as Cindy. She had on a black mini skirt and a silky white blouse, unbuttoned three buttons down. She was a little heavier and it accented her large bust. If she didn't stay mad at me she was going to get laid tonight.

Bill had come up to us and shook my hand and gave Julie an overzealous hug. Since I had hugged Cindy, I guess we were pretty even.

Bill took me to his computer room and told me his problem. As he stood there I ran a few tests and found his computer riddled with problems. I explained that his best option was to nuke it. In computer terms it was to take everything out and re-install the programs.

I asked Bill to get me his original disks and that I would save all his other programs that have been used in the last year. He gave me his disks and I explained to him that it would take a few hours. First I would have to save his present programs. Get rid of his problem programs and then nuke it. I would then start reinstalling the disks both original ones and the programs we saved.

"Will you have to go through all my files?" asked Bill looking somewhat worried. "I have a lot of personal information in there."

"Not at all. I'll just save them in bulk folders, such as documents, music, etc. I won't be going through any individual files. It's not necessary. You're welcome to stay and watch if you like."

"Okay, then do it. I'll be back to check on your progress," said Bill.

I started getting rid of his problem files and started saving everything he didn't have a disk for. It was somewhat of a slow process but I took my time and did it right. I remembered that stupid story I read and it worked on me. I wondered if Bob had a secret file. I shouldn't have done it, I put in a search for hidden files and one came up videos and pictures. I thought about it and opened one and got the surprise of my life. It was a video of a nude Cindy. She was lying on the bed when Bill came up to her and starting having sex with her. My God, it was just like the stupid story I read. I didn't have time to look at anymore so I slipped my memory chip into the USB port and downloaded the hidden videos and pictures.

I slipped it back into my pocket and continued the downloading of his other programs. A while later Bill came back into the room and offered me a drink, I took it and showed him all the program files I downloaded. I asked him if there were any others he wanted saved.  I brought up the file titled videos and pictures and asked Bill if he wanted it saved. He told me no, to just delete it. I have to say he looked a bit nervous when the file came up. He watched me delete it and then I cleared up his computer.

I told him some of the programs would take a while to reload. I began with his windows and then his security program. As they were running I walked out to the party to see how Julie was doing. I saw her dancing pretty close with one of the other lawyers from her office. When she saw me she backed off a little.

After the song ended she came over to me. She was starting to feel her drinks; I could see that. She asked me how it was going and I told her I would be done in another couple of hours. I did take the time to dance one dance with her. She pulled me close and pressed up against me. I figured I was probably going to get lucky that night.

After our dance I headed back into Bill's office and finished loading the remainder of the programs. I did notice that he didn't have a disk of the hidden videos and pictures that I copied. I figured he held that disk back and was going to reinstall it himself.

When I finished installing and updating Bill's computer I went back in and joined the party. I wasn't sure whether Julie was happy or sad that I was there. I think I had interfered with her flirting. I didn't mind a little flirting but sometimes I felt Julie overdid it.

Just before we left I went back and saw Bill at his computer.

"Everything seems to work perfectly. Thanks a lot, Larry. What do I owe you?" asked Bill.

"This one's on the house, Bill. Thanks for the invitation to the party. Maybe we'll see more of you sometime."

I said that as a pun. I knew when I looked at that video that I would see a hell of a lot more of Bill, even though it was Cindy I wanted to get a look at. She sure was a knockout.

"That would be nice. Maybe the four of us can get together for dinner some evening. It will be on me," said Bill.

Thinking about it, I never did get that dinner. Don't think there's much chance of getting one now.

I gave Cindy another big hug before leaving, while Julie said goodbye to every man there.

It was a good night for me. Julie was half drunk, hot and horny. After getting undressed she was so wet, I didn't need any foreplay. God, it felt good. I have no idea what she thought about tonight but I was getting the benefit of all that thinking.

It wasn't long before I came. Julie came twice. I was reminded of a joke I once read.

"A young man said his mother almost went to heaven last night. She kept saying, 'Lord, I'm coming, I'm coming,' and if it wasn't for his father holding her down she probably would have gone."

That's the way it was with Julie that night. I held her down and she kept coming.

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Things were pretty much back to normal the next morning. Kim called and asked to spend the day at her friend's and I told her what time to be home. Julie said she made a date with Cindy to go shopping. It wasn't long before she was gone.

I took my memory chip out and put it into my computer. I watched the first video of Bob fucking the hell out of Cindy. There were three more videos of Cindy with Bob. I went to another folder and found Bob with three other women. I remembered seeing two of them at the party. They were all secretaries; two were married and the other divorced. Now I was starting to get worried.

I went through a few more videos and there she was. Julie on her hands and knees on their bed being plowed by Bill from behind. I went through the rest of the videos and she was with three other guys at different times. 

The videos were dated about a month apart. Once a month I remember Cindy saying she went to visit her parents who lived in another city. She would always spend a weekend with them. 

Julie didn't look like she was being forced. They were all men that worked at the law firm.

Now my stomach was churning. How can that other author consider watching your wife get fucked by other men a turn-on? She was a cheating fucking slut. This wasn't swinging or a married couple mutually agreeing to an open marriage. It was downright fucking cheating.

I had to think of how to handle this. I knew our marriage was over. We had a prenuptial agreement so that wouldn't be a problem either. I quickly went through the photos and all they were was still pictures of frames in the videos. I ran off a few of them of Julie with her lovers.

I was now calm but extremely angry. I would not stand for being a cuckold. I needed to get this off my chest quickly. I didn't want to spend another night with this woman who called herself my wife.

Julie came into the family room with an arm full of packages. "Sit down, Julie; I need to talk to you."

"Let me go put my packages..."

"Sit down now! Your damn packages can wait."

"What's gotten into you? You can't talk to me like that," said Julie.

"Either you sit your fat ass down right now or get the fuck out of my house."

"What the hell has gotten into you?" asked Julie as she quickly sat down.

I handed her the picture of her being fucked by Bill. "You have three minutes to explain this. If you lie to me, we're over, through, done, finished."

I knew we were finished anyway but I wanted to see what she had to say.

"My God, where did you get this? I'm so sorry, it only happened one time. I swear! You were gone and I went over to see Cindy and she wasn't there. Bill and I started drinking and one thing led to another and we had sex. It only happened the one time. I had no idea that Bill took a picture of us. I'm so sorry, please forgive me."

The picture had a date on it. I turned on the video that Bob took the picture off of. Julie stared at the TV screen. She had her hands over her mouth and was crying.

"I'm so sorry, Larry. I didn't mean for it to happen. Honest, Honey, it only happened the one time, you have to believe me," said Julie.

"Just the one time?" I asked.

I clicked on another date and she was giving him oral sex. I stopped it and put on the third time with her on her back, again a different date. Then I showed her with the three other guys and she screamed, "God, no! No one was supposed to know. I didn't know they took videos. You have to believe me, Larry. I did it to save my job."

"All you've done is sit there and lie. You spread your legs for one reason and one reason only. You wanted those men to fuck you. Now you can fuck them all you want. You have two hours to gather up some of your personal belongings. I'm leaving here and I don't want to see any sight of you when I get back. Your lawyer can contact mine about you getting the rest of your stuff."

I walked out and got in my van. I called Kim and told her I would be over to get her. I had something very important to talk to her about. I took Kim to a quiet restaurant and told her that I had found out that Julie had cheated on me. When we got home, hopefully she wouldn't be there.

Kim did have tears in her eyes but they were for me, not Julie. I told her I should have used her woman's intuition before marrying Julie. When we got home, Julie was gone. I had to laugh when I saw she took the pictures and videos. Maybe she forgot that computers was what I did for a living. I had only made copies to show her.

In the days and weeks that followed, Julie's lawyer, who was from her firm, contacted my lawyer. Hers were probably one of the guys she slept with. He told my attorney that the pictures couldn't be used because they were taken illegally.

"Taken from where? By whom?" we asked.

"You know damn good and well you took them from Bill's house when you fixed his computer."

"I never fixed his computer," I laughed. "Show me the bill where I charged him. I charge upwards of a hundred dollars an hour. I found these on the Internet. I was as surprised as you when I came across them," I lied.

My lawyer suggested we go by the legal prenuptial agreement. Julie could come with the sheriff when I was home and recover anything belonging to her. There would be no alimony and we would call it irreconcilable differences. Just like her first marriage. By the way, I later did find out that her first marriage ended for pretty much the same reason. 

It was all over and done with quickly. The divorce was over in no time, but I wanted to get some revenge. I sent pictures to each of the wife's whose husband fucked mine. I figured they could each deal with their own problems after that.

A couple of days later I got a call from Bill.

"You son-of-a-bitch," he called me. Who the hell do you think you're messing with? You think you can get away with this shit?"

"Mr. Smith, I haven't bothered you and yet here you are harassing me. I have no idea what you're talking about. I should let you know that I am taping our conversation."

"Bullshit, you're nothing but a fucking rank amateur. You stole those photos out of my computer and sent them to my friends."

"Are you saying you took those videos without the consent of the people in them? You know I don't think my ex-wife knew you were taping her. Isn't that against the law, Mr. Smith?"

"Go to hell, you prick!" said Bill.

"Just so you know, I did record everything you just said, and where I told you I was recording it is also on the tape. I turned it off so I can tell you something. You're a total asshole. You fucked my wife and if I ever see you near my house I will turn this tape over to the district attorney. You don't believe me, try me! You fucking bastard! I'll kick your ass so hard they will have to surgically remove my foot. Now excuse me but I have a few more pictures to send."


Just Trying To Help Pt. 01



I wasn't going to do this because I hate messing up marriages but these were a mess already. I sent a picture of each secretary who was with Bill to her husband. I'd let them deal with Bill. Then I sent a picture of Cindy to her. I didn't think she knew that Bob took pictures or videos of her. Of course if she did know, she wouldn't have a problem with it.

It was three days later when Kim and I went out for pizza. We ate out a lot; neither of us were very good at cooking. Anyway we heard a lot of sirens. It was reported that a Bill Smith was robbed and beat within an inch of his life behind a local club. He was with a female companion earlier, not his wife, whom the police would like to talk to.

The police talked with me the next day but found out that Kim and I were out at the pizzeria with lots of witnesses. I don't think they ever caught the robbers and Bill would do well not to mention any names.

The following month under court news was the dissolution application of William and Cindy Smith. I guess Cindy finally had enough. She was quite a looker and now with the help of the videos probably a pretty rich one.

I received a call shortly after from Julie. She said she wanted to talk to me about being friends. I told her I never wanted to see her again. She had made many beds and she could choose the one she wanted to sleep in, as long as it wasn't mine. I had to wonder if she was trying to set me up. I hung up and have never heard from her again.

Chapter 2:

Life went on for me and Kim. I dated but there was no one serious. I figured I learned my lesson. When I wanted an opinion about a woman I was dating, all I had to do was turn to Kimmy. She always had my best interests at heart.

I mentioned that I get crazy e-mails. Then of course my life seems to follow some kind of pattern. I received an e-mail story about a car breaking down and the fellow helping a woman and her kids out. 

Here's part of that e-mail story: I was driving home from a meeting this evening about five, stuck in traffic on Colorado Blvd., and the car started to choke and splutter and die - I barely managed to coast, cursing, into a gas station, glad only that I would not be blocking traffic and would have a somewhat warm spot to wait for the tow truck. It wouldn't even turn over. Before I could make the call, I saw a woman walking out of the "quickie mart" building, and it looked like she slipped on some ice and fell into a gas pump, so I got out to see if she was okay. 

When I got there, it looked more like she had been overcome by sobs than that she had fallen; she was a young woman who looked really haggard with dark circles under her eyes. She dropped something, and as I helped her up, I picked it up to give it to her. It was a nickel. At that moment, everything came into focus for me: the crying woman, the ancient Suburban crammed full of stuff with three kids in the back (one in a car seat), and the gas pump reading $4.95. I asked her if she was okay and if she needed help, and she just kept saying, "I don't want my kids to see me crying," so we stood on the other side of the pump from her car. 

She said she was driving to California and that things were very hard for her right now. So I asked, "And you were praying?" That made her back away from me a little, but I assured her I was not a crazy person and said, "He heard you, and He sent me." I took out my credit card and swiped it through the card reader on the pump so she could fill up her car completely, and while it was fueling, I walked next door to McDonald's and bought 2 big bags of food, some gift certificates for more, and a big cup of coffee. She gave the food to the kids in the car, who attacked it like wolves, and we stood by the pump eating fries and talking a little. She told me her name, and that she lived in Kansas City. Her boyfriend left two months ago and she had not been able to make ends meet. 

She knew she wouldn't have money to pay rent the first of January, and finally in desperation had finally called her parents, with whom she had not spoken in about five years. They lived in California and said she could come live with them and try to get on her feet there. So she packed up everything she owned in the car. She told the kids they were going to California for Christmas, but not that they were going to live there. I gave her my gloves, a little hug and said a quick prayer with her for safety on the road. As I was walking over to my car, she said, "So, are you like an angel or something?" This definitely made me cry. I said, "Sweetie, at this time of year angels are really busy, so sometimes God uses regular people."

Of course when I got back to my car, it started.

It was one of those stories that made you feel good until they tell you all kinds of religious stuff and tell you to send it to a dozen people and you will get a blessing. I'm sure you all have received that type of e-mail.

I really like the story but could do without all the extra stuff. I think we're all pretty good people and would help those in need. At least I would like to think I was that type of person.

A few days later I pulled into our local gas station to get some gas and would you believe that a woman pulled up in an older model car. She was pulling a very small enclosed U-Haul trailer. In the rear seat were two small children maybe five or six years of age. They looked like red-headed twins, a boy and a girl.

She was looking in her purse to see how much money she had for gas. She had a five and five one-dollars bills. She went to the gas pump and almost fainted. I went to her and helped her before she fell.

"Are you okay?" I asked as I seated her back on her front seat. "Gas prices will do that to you," I tried to joke a little.

"I'm fine. I just get dizzy every now and then. Thank you for your help but I'm okay," said the woman.

She went to stand up and was dizzy and fell back on her seat again.

"Lady, let me call for some help. You shouldn't be driving if you're dizzy like this."

"Just give me a minute, I'll be fine. Please, we'll be okay."

"Mommy, are you okay?" asked one of the kids.

"I'm fine, Andy; I just need to rest for a minute. You and Annie just read your books. We'll be going soon."

"Your kids, are they twins?" I asked. "How old are they? What is your name?" I wanted to see if she could talk. She looked rather pale.

"Yes, they're twins. They just turned five. I'm Molly, Molly Nelson."

"I'm Larry Jacobs, Molly. I really think you need some help. You look awfully pale. Let me call you a doctor. You can't drive, please think about your kids."

I took out my cell phone and was getting ready to call 911 when Molly spoke.

"Please don't call. What about my kids? They are all I have. If I go to the hospital, children services will take them. I can't take a chance on losing them. Please, we don't have any other family around here."

"What about their father? I'll call him and he can come and get them," I asked.

"Their father died last year. We were on our way to Michigan to my parents' house. It's only four hours away. I can make it," said Molly.

"Molly, you need help. Let me take you to the hospital. I'll see your kids are taken care of while you see a doctor."

What the hell was I saying? Why didn't I just mind my own business? What was I going to do with these two little kids? God, why did I stop for gas?

"I have my car and our belongings in the trailer. What can I do with them?" asked a desperate Molly.

"Look, Molly, I know the station owner. I'll ask him if we can park it on the side lot. It will be safe here. Please, let's get to the hospital before you pass out again."

"Promise me you won't call children services. That you will watch Annie and Andy till I'm through seeing the doctor."

I promised her. I should have just minded my own business. Why did I read that stupid e-mail anyway? She talked to her kids and they got in my vehicle. I had to use her car seats. She rested in her car till I got the kids seated. They were the cutest little kids, but were worried about their mother. I assured them that she would be alright; she was just going to see a doctor.

I helped Molly get into my car and then I moved her car and trailer to the side lot. I drove to the emergency entrance of our hospital. The nurses came out and put Molly in a wheelchair and rushed her into the hospital. I spent my time calming down the kids and telling them that we would go inside and wait for mommy.

God, I had no idea what I got myself into. I called my house. Thank God Kim was home.

"Kim, I need you to come to the hospital right away."

"Dad, are you okay? What happened? You don't sound too good."

"Honey, I'm fine. It's not me; it's this woman and her kids, please hurry. I'll explain as soon as you get here."

"But, Dad..."

"Kim, just hurry and get here but don't speed," I said.

Kim came into the emergency waiting room and saw me with these two little kids.

"Dad, what's going on? Who are these kids?"

Little Annie spoke up. "I'm Annie and this is my brother Andy. We're twins and going to be in the first grade," smiled Annie. "Are you Kimmy? Mr. Larry said his daughter Kimmy would be here to take care of us."

"Dad, what's going on?"

I explained to her about getting gas and how Molly almost passed out. She needed a doctor and I promised her I'd watch her kids while she was in there. She just shook her head at me. I guess she didn't know what to think. I asked her to watch the kids while I went and checked on Molly.

Molly was sitting on the bed. She said the doctor took a look at her and drew some blood. She reached in her purse and handed me her driver's license and asked me if I would fill out her papers. First, she asked about the kids and I told her my daughter was watching them.

I sat there filling out her papers asking her various questions for the answers that weren't on her driver's license. She handed me an insurance card and I finished filling out the papers.

I noticed she was from Kentucky. She told me a little about herself and her kids. She and her husband were divorced two years ago and he was paying child support. He was killed in a car accident last year but his Social Security was divided among three wives with his kids. She was his second marriage but found him cheating on her and he married the slut as soon as their divorce was final.

She explained that she just couldn't afford the house anymore. They lived on the small Social Security check and she did medical billing from her home. She had quit a good job as a Marketer for her father's firm when she got married and became pregnant. She was a stay-at-home mom and picked up the billing job after her divorce.

She told me she sold the house and tried to pay off most of her debts. She was just having a very hard time of it and decided to just move back to Michigan. Her parents nearly disowned her when she had gotten married. Now she had to go back home and tell her parents they were right, for the sake of her children. I could tell she was a proud woman.

The doctor came out and told her that he would like to keep her overnight. He wouldn't have the results of her tests till the next day. He did tell her that she seemed all stressed out and maybe had low blood sugar. He would know more in the morning.

"No, I can't stay. I have my kids and I need to be with them. I can't stay here overnight," said Molly. She looked at me for help.

The doc said, "We've given you a strong sedative to help calm you down. You can't drive and will be lucky to be awake another hour from now."

"Doc, if she were to rest tonight and you call us in the morning would she be okay to leave?" I asked.

"That would be okay, but she can't drive and she must rest. I can call you tomorrow with her test results."

The doctor walked out and Molly stared at me. "What am I going to do? I don't know what to do?" she said with a tear in her eyes.

"Trust me, Molly. You can come home with me and Kim. We have a big house and plenty of room. Annie and Andy will be fine and you can get the rest you so desperately need."

I pushed Molly out to the waiting room in the wheelchair - hospital policy. Kim was sitting there talking and smiling with the kids. Well, Molly was hugging her kids. I pulled Kim aside to talk to her.

"Kim, they're coming home with us tonight," I said.

"Dad, are you crazy? We don't even know these people. Are you just going to take them in?" asked Molly. "Dad, that's crazy!"

I looked at my daughter. "Maybe you're right. You go tell that lady who's scared to death and worried about those two cute little kids that they are on their own. We just can't trust having them in our home."

Kim looked at me. She knew I was right. She walked over and introduced herself to Molly and said she would drive ahead with the kids and get them ready for bed. She took the kids in my car seeing we already had the car seats in it. I had also placed their suitcases in it.

I took Molly out to my daughter's car and helped her in. She thanked me over and over again. I told her I was just doing what was right. When we got to the house Kim had the twins in the tub giving them a bath. When Molly and I walked in Andy told her how much they liked it here. He said Kim was like a big older sister.

Molly asked me about her car and I told her I would get hold of my brother and go pick-up her car and bring it to the house. We lived slightly out in the country and had a couple of acres of land. We also had another large three car garage that we had on the back of the lot. I'd put her car and trailer in it.

I called my brother, Joe, and asked him to come and get me, that I had to pick up a vehicle at the service station. I asked Molly and Kim if they needed anything and Kim asked me to drive through McDonald's and get us something to eat. Annie and Andy both yelled out for kid's meals. Molly didn't ask for anything but I knew she needed something so I decided to pick her up a chicken sandwich.

Joe asked me what my car was doing at the station. I did my best to explain Molly and the kids.

Joe grinned, "Is she a looker?" he asked.

"Joe, she was a woman who needed help. I just did what I thought was right."

"You didn't answer my question. Is she a looker?"

"I guess she's a nice looking woman, but that's not why I helped her," I replied.

"Larry, who was the last woman you helped and bought her to your house for the night?" asked Joe.

"I never have. This was different! She and her kids needed help," I answered.

"So, what does she look like?" asked Joe. "Come on, Larry, I'm your big brother."

"Look, Joe, her looks had nothing to do with it, but she is medium height, built nice and fiery red hair just like her kids. You have to understand I just found the need to help her. There was nothing sexual. So, can we just go get her car now?"

"Sure, Larry, I'll see her another time," laughed Joe.

"She'll probably be leaving tomorrow or the next day. As soon as we get her test results back," I said. 

Joe just looked at me and smiled. I was telling the truth but I don't think he believed me. He dropped me off at the filling station and I decided to fill her tank with gas. She never did put any in and she would need it when she left.

I made it back to the house and put her trailer in one stall of the garage and her car in the other. Her vehicle was a few years old but seemed in good condition.

Everything about Molly so far said well bred and intelligent. I began to wonder exactly what had happened in her life. I knew her kids meant everything to her.

When I went into the house, Kim and Molly were sitting there talking. Molly had taken a shower and had on pj's and a robe. She had shoulder length red hair. I did take a good look at her since Joe had brought it up. Her skin was white and flawless, well she had lots of freckles but she looked so damn nice. She had natural beauty.

I explained that I put her vehicle away and I could bring in anything that she might need. She again thanked me for everything that Kim and I had done for her and the kids. She had just taken the pills the doctor gave her and said she needed to get some rest. She and Kim had already put the twins to bed and they were fast asleep.

I watched as Kim and Molly squeezed hands and said goodnight. It was nice that Kim smiled at her; it made me feel better knowing they got along while I was gone.

I figured I would talk a little with Kim after Molly went to bed. I figured she was going to ask a lot of questions that I didn't have the answer to, like "What made you do it, Dad? What were you thinking? That was really dumb, Dad, even for you!" I expected questions like those but it didn't happen.

Instead, Kim looked at me and said, "She's a wonderful and sincere person, Dad. I feel so sorry for her. She's had it rough the last few years."

"How do you know all this?" I asked Kim.

"While you went after her truck, she took a shower and then we put the twins to bed and we talked. Dad, I feel so sorry for her. Her husband cheated on her when she was pregnant with the twins. She tried to still hold the family together till he cheated on her again with the same woman. She had enough and kicked him out. They were separated almost a year before their divorce was final. She did get some child support and found a job doing medical billings out of the home. That way she could be home with the twins."

"So what happened that she's moving?" I asked Kim.

"She was having a hard time making ends meet. She was too proud to ask her parents for help or to accept state aid. She kept selling her personal belongings to help pay her bills and when her computer broke down a couple of months ago she couldn't work and just decided to hang it up. She got a decent offer for her house and sold it and the rest of her belongings. She's headed back to Michigan to ask her parents for help. She's doing it for the sake of the kids."

"Maybe I'll take a look at her computer in the morning and she could get her billing job back. At least it will be a start for her," I mentioned to Kim.

"Dad, do you think they could stay for a few days. I really believe she needs the rest and I don't mind the kids at all. They bring joy into our house. I have to laugh at the two of them talk. They think I'm old," laughed Kim.

"Wow, little lady, that's quite a turnaround from the hospital," I remarked.

"She's nice to talk to and I think she's smart. It's like having an older sister to talk to."

"We'll speak with her tomorrow and see what her plans are. I would hate to think she would leave until she's well enough. Let her sleep in tomorrow and I'll check out her computer and we'll go from there. Right now we better get some sleep ourselves. There will be two little kids who'll need taking care of in the morning," I told Kim.

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Kim and I got up the next morning and within a few minutes there were two little kids walking into the kitchen.

"Where's mommy," ask Annie.

"She sleeping and you have to be extra quiet this morning so your mommy can sleep," spoke Kim in almost a whisper.

The two little ones whispered back, "Okay, we'll be quiet, Kimmy. Can we watch TV?"

I found myself whispering in a very low voice also. "You can watch TV in the living room, but you have to promise to keep it down low. Would you guys like some breakfast?" I asked.

"Do you have CO-CO Puffs? We like CO-CO Puffs," said Andy.

I looked over at Kim when she shook her head no. I told the kids I had to go to the store and pick up some. Kim told me we were low on milk too. We didn't eat cereal very often. I quickly went to the store and when I got back Kim made them each a bowl of cereal and gave them a glass of orange juice. They both said "Thank You;" it showed they were well mannered.




Just Trying To Help Pt. 01



Kim straightened up the kitchen and I went out to their U-Haul and brought in Molly's computer to start working on it. I was afraid it needed a new motherboard. It's the main board in the computer. Hers was just done for. I went through a lot of the junk parts that I had collected over the years and found one that would work in her older model.

I didn't realize that four hours had gone by when Kim came into the den. "Dad, the hospital is on the phone. Do you want to take the call or should I wake up Molly?"

I took the call and told the nurse that Molly was still asleep. She told me to have her call her back when she wakes up. I asked if there was anything critical and she just told me to have Molly contact her. She did ease my mind when she said "There's no hurry but the doctor would like to see her in his office tomorrow."

I went ahead and set up an appointment for her. I figured Kim could go along with her. I would be working at that time. It was two in the afternoon before Molly woke up.

She came into the living room where Kim was watching TV with the kids. "My God, why didn't you wake me up? I slept the whole day away."

"Dad said to let you sleep; you needed it," said Kim.

The kids jumped up and ran to Molly. "Hi, Mommy. Are you feeling better? Kimmy said for us to be quiet," spoke Annie, as both kids were hugging their mother.

Molly replied, "I'm fine, Honey. Thank you for being quiet. You two are the best kids."

Of course it made the kids smile as they hugged their mom. I came out of the den and let her know that she had to call the hospital and that she had a doctor's appointment the next day. She would have to stay with us a little longer if she didn't mind.

"Why are you doing this? You don't even know me and you invite me into your home and watch my kids. It's like a dream and you're my Guardian Angel?"

I thought again about that e-mail where the lady called him her Guardian Angel. "Believe me, Molly, I'm no angel but don't mind helping a woman in need, especially a beautiful one," I smiled. "Why don't you have a little breakfast, if you don't mind CO-CO Puffs. It's what your kids asked for."

"A slice of toast and a cup of coffee would be nice. I take it you even went to the store and bought their favorite cereal. You and Kim are so nice. I can't tell you how much I appreciate what you've done for us."

Molly called the hospital and the nurse told her that she had low blood sugar and the doctor would talk to her more the next day. She also said that she shouldn't be driving for a few days and to get a lot of rest.

When she told us about it, we told her that she could stay with us as long as she needed. She tried to make excuses but we wouldn't listen to her arguments. When she told her kids that they would be staying a few days, the kids couldn't be happier. We had a pool and they asked if they would be able to go in it. Kim told them only if they were good and listened. They promised to be at their best.

Kim looked over at me and smiled. I think she took to these two youngsters even though she was a teenager. I never gave it much thought till now but she had always been an only child and this was like being an older sister to these kids. She baby-sat other kids and loved it.

I asked Molly about her billing job and she told me she got paid by the amount of billing she did. Of course she stopped when her computer broke down. The company she worked for liked her work and told her if she ever wanted to start back she was welcome.

She told us it wasn't a great paying job but it did bring in extra money and allowed her to be home with her kids. I told her I went and dug her computer out of the trailer and repaired it. It needed a new motherboard which is the main component of the computer. I explained to her that I saved what I could of her programs.

"Oh, my God! You are a Guardian Angel," she cried.

"If you are going to stay with us for a few days, I'll move the end-table in the living room and set you up in the corner and you can see if it works okay."

She was crying and stood up and put her arms around my neck and gave me a hug. It was totally spontaneous and she quickly backed away. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't help myself. I've never met a man like you," said Molly.

"Never be sorry for hugging me. It felt nice," I smiled. "Feel free to do it anytime."

I didn't tell her but she felt so good in my arms, even though it was only for a few seconds. I glanced over at Kim who was smiling. That daughter of mine could read my mind.

The day went fine. Kim took the kids in the pool and I got my first chance to see Molly in a swimsuit. She wore a nice one-piece suit. She sat on the steps in the water and watched the kids play.

I ordered us dinner and had it delivered. Kim and I weren't the best cooks. Molly and the kids never seemed to complain. Molly took a nap and I watched the kids for awhile. They called me Mr. Larry.

The next morning I headed off to work. I called Kim later in the day and she told me how the doctor's appointment went and would explain more to me when I got home.

I walked in the house and was greeted to the smell of home cooking. Molly was at the stove cooking dinner and Kim was helping her. The kids were playing in the living room.

"Hi, Dad. Molly is making dinner. She's showing me a few tips. Sure does smell good, doesn't it?"

After a great dinner Molly was sitting outside watching the kids play in the yard and Kim and I talked.

"Dad, I like her. She isn't like a mom but like an older sister. The doctor said she has been under way too much stress. Her blood sugar was low and he prescribed some medication. Her blood pressure was back to normal and she was told to keep doing whatever she has been doing for the last couple of days. It's been working," laughed Kim knowing that Molly has been resting at our house.

"Also, the medication he prescribed is pretty strong and she was told not to drive for at least a week. I know she's worried about it, dad. You have to talk with her and tell her it's going to be okay."

"Do you mind having her and the kids here? After all, it's your house too," I asked Kim.

"Dad, she's fun to talk to. We talk about all kinds of girl stuff that I can't talk about with you, and the kids are great. I wouldn't care if they lived here. They've been here two days and they are already like family," said Kim.

Kim was a great daughter. She cared about others and I'm pretty sure she was telling me the truth. She was never afraid to speak her mind.

I went out in the yard and sat next to Molly. I noticed how beautiful she really was. She smiled at me and asked if I had talked to Kim.

"Yes, and we want you to stay here for as long as you need to. Kim thinks of you as an older sister. She never had one and she was little when her mom died." I didn't go into my second marriage.

Kim came out and sat with us. Molly spoke, "I can't just mooch off of you. Let me help pay for our staying here."

"You can be our cook and housekeeper," I said. 

We had a woman, Mildred, who came in and cleaned once a week. We weren't that dirty but it was nice to have someone do the housework.

"No, Kim told me about Mildred and I'm not taking her job. I will clean up after my kids; she shouldn't have to do that. I don't mind cooking for you but you have to do your own laundry," laughed Molly. "I want to pay you to stay here. It's the only way I'll consider staying for awhile."

"Okay then, a hundred dollars a week," I said.

"Dad, you can't charge her," said Kim.

"No, Kim," said Molly. We all have to understand that we don't get a free ride through life. All I'm doing is to try to help pay my way and hold a little more dignity. You and your dad have helped me so much I could never pay you back. I'll give you a hundred and fifty dollars a week and I'll make sure we all get some home cooking. It's my final offer."

"Can you afford it, Molly?" asked Kim.

"I have some money saved from the sale of my house and I do get social security for the kids. Now since your dad has fixed my computer, I can do my medical billing again and help bring in a few bucks. Some day you'll understand, Kim. You'll want to be your own person. It's nice when people help you when you're in need, but it's also nice to try and help yourself."

We agreed and later I talked with Kim and told her to put the money aside that we got from Molly and we would see if we could give it back to her later. She was a very proud woman and we didn't want to take that from her. Besides, maybe she would stay longer now, seeing she was contributing.

Molly called her mom and told her she was staying with friends in Ohio but would be up to see her before long. I remember her telling her mother to say hi to her dad and to tell him she loved him. I know Molly and her dad have been on the outs but wasn't sure why.

The days and weeks went by. It was great coming home every night. Kim and I both agreed that Molly and her kids were the best thing to come into our lives in a long time.

Kim talked with Molly about life in general. She told me Molly showed her cooking hints and things to look forward to as a young lady. I was so glad that Kim had someone to talk about dating and girly things.

Molly was a great cook and showed Kim many of her kitchen secrets. It was wonderful coming home to a joyful house and once again seeing little kids playing. Annie and Andy were great kids. They would greet me every night when I came home. I loved getting hugs from these two carrot tops. They also hugged and kissed me on the cheek at bedtime.

I knew I was falling head over heels for Molly but I didn't know how to handle it. I know she was very thankful for what we had done for her but my feelings for her went further than that. She always referred to me as her Guardian Angel to anyone who asked.

My brothers Joe and Rich both thought she was a knockout. I had to agree with them but what about a relationship with her. She respected me, I know that. But respect isn't necessarily love, which is what I was feeling, and Kim always referred to her as her big sister or best friend. They would go shopping together every few days. I wish I had a relationship as close as Kim did with her.

The five of us would do things as a family: go to movies and even visit my relatives. Mom and Dad liked her and adored the kids. Other than joking no-one put us as a couple. It hurt me inside but I did my best not to show it. Why would a woman as gorgeous as Molly at thirty-one want with a twice married guy of forty-two?

A couple of months had passed and, with the medication, Molly was given a clean bill of health. Kim said Molly had talked about moving on and going back to her parents' place in Michigan. She felt she and her kids were a burden long enough on us.

Kim told me she had convinced her to stay time and time again. Molly wasn't sure what to do. Summer was almost over and it was about time to enroll her kids in the first grade. Kim had mentioned that the school bus would pick them up right in front of our house.

"Dad, I know Molly likes you. Why don't you ask her out on a real date? You know, just the two of you.  Let her know that we want her to stay and that she isn't a burden on us."

That night I asked Molly if she would like to go out on a date. We could have dinner and maybe even a little dancing if she liked.

It was hard to read her. She stared for a few seconds and then said okay. I honestly didn't know if she said yes out of gratitude or if she really wanted to go out with me. I guess this would kind of decide our future together, if there was to be one.

Kim would be taking the kids to a friend's house. They would return later that night. I put on a suit and even wore a tie. I didn't know if I looked old fashioned or not. Kim told me I looked handsome.

Molly came out of her room in a blue sequined dress that was a few inches above her knees and low cut at the bust line. She wore a set of pearl earrings and necklace. With her red hair she looked like a movie star. Her kids were the first to tell her how nice she looked and then of course Kim went gaga over her outfit.

"Doesn't she look fab, Dad?"

What could I say? I told her she looked great and she told me I didn't look too bad myself. We headed out to dinner at one of the swankiest places I knew. She didn't drink any alcohol because of the medication. She thanked me over and over for saving her life, again calling me her Guardian Angel.

We went on the dance floor and I held her close. She smelled so good and I told her so. I tried to explain that I wasn't the best dancer but she told me I was doing fine. I loved holding her close and smelling the essence of her perfume. She was so nice and friendly.

I can tell you that most every person in the place noticed the beautiful woman I was with. A couple of men even came and asked her to dance but she refused. I wanted to get up and knock them on their asses. My problem was I was too afraid to make any advances toward her. I've dated women before but this was so much different. I wanted to do everything right.

I opened doors, pulled out her chair, stood when she got up to use the ladies room. I held her close and tight but tried not to go too far. The last thing I needed was for her to turn down any advances that I made. I didn't want to make her uncomfortable. I wanted her so badly but did my best to keep my cool.

I told her how much I enjoyed her cooking and the little ones always playing at the house. I mentioned how Kim said she learned so much from her and felt like she was her older sister. Whenever I complimented Molly, she always smiled.

When we got back home the kids were fast asleep and Kim's bedroom door was closed. I told Molly that she was the most beautiful woman I had ever had the pleasure of dating. I hugged her and she went to her bedroom and I went to mine.

I would have given anything to have made love to her but I was afraid. Afraid that any advances that weren't wanted would push her away. I didn't get much sleep. I was hoping that maybe, Molly had feelings for me other than gratitude.

The next morning I got up early for work and no one else was up. I made coffee and headed out. About noon, my phone rang. It was Kim.

"Dad! What did you do to Molly last night?" asked Kim.

"Nothing. I told her how nice she looked and how much we liked her. Why?" I asked.

"She said she is moving out tomorrow. She said she made a mistake in going out with you. What did you do, Dad?"

"Nothing, Kim. I treated her totally like a lady."

"Dad, you didn't even kiss her or make any sexual advances to her, did you?"

"No! I didn't. I didn't want her to not trust me."

"Dad, she's in love with you. She's been in love with you for months now. Couldn't you see it? I don't know how many times she has told me. She was expecting you to kiss her or even go further. Don't you love her, Dad? I was sure you did."

"Of course I love her. I thought she respected me but I had no Idea she had true feelings for me. God, I'm so stupid."

"Well, Dad, you better get home and repair this situation or we're going to lose her."

I headed for home. I wasn't exactly sure what I was going to do or say, but all I know is I didn't want to lose her.



End of Part 1

Part 2 will be submitted tomorrow.

Thank you for reading my story.

Comments and feedback are always welcome.

DG Hear



Just Trying To Help Pt. 02



You may want to read Part 1 to understand the whole story. Could be posted in different catagories. I chose romance for this part. Thanks again to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for making my story a much better read.

Part 2, Chapter 3

Molly's story:

I came from a home of strict parenting but was well loved. I have two brothers who are five and seven years younger than me. My dad worked his way up from an electrical engineer to the executive position. He became a department head and is now plant manager of an auto parts plant in Michigan.

As far back as I can remember, my mom was a stay-at-home mom. She was one of those women who loved being a homemaker. She was a fantastic cook and housekeeper. It was from her that I learned to be a pretty good cook myself. As far back as I can remember, she always took the time to include me when baking. 

Dad was strict and made sure that I had curfews and that I always did my best. He called me his Princess. Since I watched The Little Mermaid as a young girl I figured he got the name from Ariel, the little princess with the red hair in the movie.

I spent my life trying to make my dad proud but he seemed to expect so much from me. In high school I didn't play sports. I was on the debate team and in a number of clubs. It was always study, study, study. Dad told me if I wanted to be successful I had to get good grades and go to college. I worked hard in high school. I was a straight 'A' student.

I received a full ride scholastic scholarship at a university in Michigan. I received a degree in marketing, and also in accounting. My parents told me how proud they were of me. I was proud of myself too but now I wanted to spread my wings and enjoy life.

After graduation, I got a job in marketing in the plant where my dad was an executive. I enjoyed my work but I seemed to have missed the fun that goes along with college. I drove to college every day and studied every night. The few dates I went on, my dad said that the guys weren't good enough for me. There was someone special for me out there.

Every man I ever dated wasn't good enough according to my dad. I was now an adult and didn't need my parents' approval anymore. I guess I decided to be a little rebellious. I dated a few men from work and it always aggravated my dad, even though it didn't affect my work.

I started dating a really good looking salesman in our firm. Andrew Nelson was his name. He wanted to be called Andrew because he thought it sounded more sophisticated.

Andrew was a looker and a charmer. He could sell anybody anything. He asked me out and I went out with him. We became serious and I told my dad that I liked him when he had asked me about him one night. Dad didn't seem very happy about it.

After dating for a few months Andrew told me that he got a promotion and a hefty raise in salary but he had to move to Kentucky. For some reason, I felt my dad was behind it. He had told me that he didn't trust Andrew.

Andrew asked me to marry him and on an impulse and because it was a way of getting even with my dad I said yes. We flew to Las Vegas and got married. I really thought I loved Andrew and that he loved me. He was the first man I really felt serious about.

When we got back from Vegas, I told my mom and dad that we were married and that I would be moving with Andrew to Kentucky. My mom cried but wished me the best. My dad was furious with me. He wanted to know how I could be so hard-headed and stupid for such a smart girl.

I remember my dad saying how much I hurt him and my mom. He said mom had always talked about the day when they would be at my wedding and my dad would be proud as he walked me down the aisle to give me away. Mom always said how beautiful I would be and now dad said I took that away from them.

It hurt me and I realized how selfish I must seem to them. When I was alone I cried. I told them that I loved Andrew and that he loved me and we would make this marriage work.

My dad had tears in his eyes the day that Andrew and I left for Kentucky. He told me he still loved me and I would always be his Princess. His door would always be opened to me and that I was always welcome to come back. He hardly spoke to Andrew. Dad gave me a check for twenty-five thousand dollars and told me to use it as a down payment on a nice home. He made sure that it was only to be used for that purpose.

I had quit my job but figured I could get another one in Kentucky. Besides, the next few months I would need to find a house and make a home out of it for Andrew and me. We rented a condo by the month. I didn't plan on living there long. One thing I didn't plan on was getting pregnant. After three months of marriage, I found myself with child - or should I say children? I was pregnant with twins.

I was really happy about it. We had just bought a home and now I could plan on our family. I was happy with joy but Andrew said he wasn't ready for another family already.

I was twenty-four and Andrew was thirty-one. He was married once before and had a son with his first wife. He had been divorced three years when he had met me. He paid support but never visited his first child. I told him that everything would be fine. His salary was large enough for us to live on and I would be a stay-at-home mom, just like my mother.

I even found a medical billing job. I bought a computer and did medical billing out of the home. It wasn't great pay but it gave us some extra money and gave me something to do.

Our sex live dropped tremendously. Andrew said he was too tired after working all day. He was even traveling more than usual. I had a feeling that he may have been cheating on me but had no proof. At least not then.

When the babies were due my mom and dad came down to see us.. I knew my dad was still disappointed in me but there wasn't much I could do about it. They loved the twins. They both had fiery red hair just like mine. My dad hardly spoke to Andrew who spent most of his time at work to avoid my parents.

I had problems during delivery. The children were both fine but I had to have a partial hysterectomy. The doctor told me I would probably not be able to bear any more children. At the time I was only concerned about my two new babies.

I named the twins Andy and Annie. Andrew thought I named them after him but I didn't. When I was little, my mom gave me two stuffed dolls with red hair. They were Ann and Andy. It was like naming my two babies to bring back a piece of my childhood.

I felt sad when my parents left. I really did love them and missed them. Mom would come down a couple of times a year with one of my brothers and his wife. I loved it when they were there. Once a year at Christmas I would pack up the kids and take them to Michigan to see my family. Andrew never seemed to have the time to come along.

When the twins turned three, I found out Andrew was having an affair with his secretary. He was always working late so one day I decided to surprise him and put the kids in the car and drove to his office. When we got there I saw him in the parking lot talking to his secretary and they both of them got in their cars and were driving off.

He wasn't headed in the direction of our home so I followed him. He and his girlfriend drove into a motel. It was a little dump off the beaten path. I sat in the car with my two babies and cried. I waited about ten minutes and knocked on their door. It was an outside entrance.

"Who is it?" I heard Andrew call out.

"Manager," I said trying to disguise my voice. "You left your credit card in the office."

Andrew opened the door a little and I pushed it open, knocking him back. They were both naked and his girlfriend was lying on the bed and quickly covered up.

"Molly! What are you doing here?" he said for lack of something to say.

"Your kids are in the car. We came to see you since you're very rarely home. You know, working these long late hours. We're through! Don't come home tonight or I will kill you. I am doing everything in my power not to fight right now. Just be glad I have the kids with me instead of a gun. You can come by tomorrow and gather up whatever you want. I'll be at the lawyer's office. My dad was right. He said I was too good for you. God, I wished I would have listened to him."

I went home and cried. All I had was my two babies. I was a strong willed woman and I had to take care of me and my kids. The next day Andrew did call and I just repeated what I told him the day before. I told him I was headed to the lawyer and was going to ask for everything. He didn't even fight for me and the kids. That probably hurt as much as the cheating.

We had accumulated a lot of things but we owed on most of it. My lawyer was able to help me keep everything other than Andrew's personal stuff and pension. Of course I got the payments as well. We didn't have any savings to speak of. Andrew was required to pay alimony, child support and for our insurance.

I drug out the divorce for almost a year. I knew Andrew wanted to marry his girlfriend seeing she was now knocked-up. I waited until the birth of their baby before I finalized the divorce. They had to explain to her family why they couldn't get married yet. It wasn't the greatest revenge but it did make me feel better.

My mom and one of my brothers came and visited for awhile. I told her we were doing okay. I made decent money on the medical billing and with the child support we would make it. She wanted to give me money but I was too proud to take it. I told her I made my bed and now I would sleep in it.

I was going to be there to take care of my kids till they started school which was another year away. After they started school I might look for other work but I did enjoy being a stay at home mom just like she was. It made my mom cry which of course made me cry. "Everything will work out, Mom; you and Dad taught me that."

Tragedy struck the following year. Andrew was killed in an automobile accident. The Social Security Administration told me that all three wives would share in his Social Security benefits. It would be a good chunk of money less than I was getting in support. The place where he worked told me that if I wanted the insurance to continue that I would have to pay the premium. Dad always told me to have insurance and I did my best to keep up with the premiums.

I was getting stressed out by the minute. I started cutting services that we had like the cell phone and took the minimum cable TV. I started selling things on E-Bay. Each month I would get rid of more belongings. I was too proud to ask for help.

One day I just couldn't take it anymore. I felt like my health was failing. I called my mom and told her that I wasn't sure what I was going to do. I was thinking of selling the house and paying off the rest of my debts. Because of the large down payment they gave me as a wedding gift I would be able to sell the house at a hefty profit.

The kids and I moved into a small apartment while I had an auction and sold almost everything, including the house. The straw that broke the camel's back was when my computer broke down. I could no longer do my medical billing.

I felt myself getting dizzy and sick and didn't know why. It really bothered me. I didn't want to get sick or die down here with no one to take care of Andy and Annie. That is when I decided to go back to Michigan. I could rent a small place but at least family would be able to take care of my kids if something should happen to me. I guess I thought the worst.

I rented a U-Haul and put the remainder of our belongings in it. With my kids in their car seats I headed north. I had to stop a number of times because I felt faint. I told the kids that I needed to rest a few minutes and we would continue on.

In Ohio I pulled in a service station to get some gas. As I stepped out of the car I felt faint and almost fell. I would have if this nice man didn't catch me. We talked and he told me I looked pale and needed to see a doctor. I tried to explain to him that I had no one to watch my kids and I didn't want anyone taking them away from me.

His name was Larry and I have to say he was the nicest man that I have ever met. He promised me he would watch my kids if I would go to the hospital and get checked out. I could never picture myself letting a stranger watch my kids and take me to a hospital. I can't believe I agreed to it as we climbed into this stranger's car and he did just as he promised. I swear to this day that God sent him down to watch over me and my kids.

He had a beautiful daughter named Kim who I met at the hospital. She watched Annie and Andy while Larry sat with me. He was a few years older than me but had the most honest face. He was somewhat shy and talked softly. I didn't know there were men as nice as him.

The doctor wanted me to stay overnight till my tests came back but I had my kids and told him no. Larry talked with his daughter and they took my kids and me to their house and put us up for the night. From that day forward, I fell in love with this man. Not only was he good looking, but he was a caring, sincere, honest and wonderful man.

Over the next few days Larry and Kim took care of me and the kids. Kim was like a younger sister. She asked me so many questions and I did my best to answer them honestly. She had lost her mother when she was nine and she told me her dad did the best he could but she missed not having a mother to talk to. I felt sorry for her. I remember all the talks with my mom when I was younger.

We became best friends almost overnight. We found ourselves confiding in each other. I told her that her dad sure raised a wonderful and considerate daughter. I hoped my twins would be as grateful as her when they got older.

She also told me about her ex-stepmother who she didn't trust. She told me not to tell her dad that she told me about his second wife. I promised her I wouldn't tell him; it was one of our girls' secrets. I couldn't believe any woman would cheat on a man like Larry. There's nothing that I can find fault with in him. He even fixed my computer so I could get back to my billing and make a few dollars.

We had ended up staying with Larry and Kim for over two months. The kids loved both of them. They called Kim their big sister which she got a kick out of, being an only child. She played with them and took them swimming in the pool. She would make a great mother someday. Every night they waited for Larry to come home. He always had something for them. It could be a candy bar or a sucker. It was just the idea that he thought of them every day.

After having the U-Haul for two days Larry had taken it back to the dealer. He told me when I was ready to leave we could re-rent it. We brought in some of my personal stuff and a lot of the kid's toys. Larry said he wanted to make his home feel more like home for us. The rest of our stuff we left in the garage.

I did pay some money each week for me and the kids to stay there. It wasn't nearly enough for all they did for us but I explained to Kim that life wasn't a free ride and God helps those who help themselves. It was a way of holding onto our pride as women also.

Now for my problem. As I mentioned I was falling deeply for Larry but I didn't know how he felt about me. He always complimented me on everything I did and how I looked. We never hugged or kissed. He hugged and kissed my kids everyday. I told Kim that I had feelings for her father but never told her exactly how strong my feelings were at this point.

It was strange just being around him. I was living a charmed life but without the sex. We went everywhere together. His family treated me wonderfully and they sometimes joked and told Larry I would be the catch of the century. Larry always smiled but never approached me on being together. I was torn as to what I should do.

After receiving a clean bill of health from the doctors, I felt I should leave before I became even more attached to this family. Time and time again Kim asked me to stay. She even told me the school bus would take the kids to school and it was a great school; she went there when she was younger.

I wasn't sure what to do. Then one day Larry asked me out on a date. At first I didn't know what to say. I loved this man but was afraid to tell him. God, I wish I knew how he felt about me. I would stay here forever if he would ask me, but it would have to be as husband and wife. I couldn't be around him just as a friend.

I accepted the date and later that day Kim and I went shopping to buy a killer dress to impress her dad. I tried on the dress and I had tears in my eyes.

"Molly, what's the matter?" asked Kim.

"Kim, please don't hate me but I'm in love with your dad. I'm sorry but he is such a good man. I hope this doesn't change our friendship," I cried.

"Molly, I'm a woman too. I knew you loved Dad just by the way you speak of him. Don't worry, we'll always be best friends," said Kim.

I bought the dress and when I came out of the bedroom my kids told me how beautiful I looked, followed by Kim expressing her feeling. Larry told me how nice I looked and I was hoping for some sparks to fly tonight. I needed to know if he felt about me the way I felt about him.

Our date was nice. Larry was the perfect gentleman. He did everything a book of etiquette would suggest. When he asked me to dance I felt so good in his arms. I wanted him to make advances toward me. To kiss my neck and tell me how much he loved me. He never did make any type of inappropriate advances. I guess I should have been happy about it but I wanted him.

When we got back to the house he gave me a hug. I wanted to be kissed and made love too. It's been so long, but I wanted it from Larry. After hugging me he told me I was the nicest date he had ever had. We each retired to our own room.

I cried myself to sleep. Larry must not have the same feeling for me as I have for him. I decided that the next day I would start packing up our stuff and we would head to Michigan. God, I would miss him, but I knew I couldn't just be a friend of his; I needed more.

The next morning when I got up Larry had already left for work. Kim came in the kitchen and asked me how my date went.

"He was the perfect gentleman. He is one wonderful man. I'm going to miss him," I replied.

"What do you mean 'miss him'? What's going on, Molly?" asked Kim.

"I'm going to start packing and take the kids to Michigan. You know I love your father but I don's think he feels the same. I know he likes me and respects me, but I don't think he has the same feelings towards me as I have for him." I started crying and went into the bathroom.

Chapter 4

Larry's Viewpoint:

I was at work and the phone rang; it was Kim and she sounded upset.

"Dad! What did you do to Molly last night?" asked Kim.

"Nothing, I told her how nice she looked and how much we liked her. Why?" I asked.

"She said she is moving out tomorrow. She said she made a mistake in going out with you. What did you do, Dad?"

"Nothing, Kim. Honest! I treated her totally like a lady."

"Dad, you didn't even kiss her or make any sexual advances to her, did you?"

"No! I didn't. I didn't want her to not trust me."

"Dad, she's in love with you. She's been in love with you for months now. Couldn't you see it? I don't know how many times she has told me. She was expecting you to kiss her or even go further. Don't you love her, Dad? I was sure you did."

"Of course I love her. I thought she respected me but I had no idea she had true feelings for me. God, I'm so stupid."

"Well, Dad, you better get home and repair this situation or we're going to lose her."

I headed for home.

When I got home Kim met me in the drive. "Dad, what are you going to do?"

"Kim, you always tell me what you think of the women I date. What do you think of Molly?" I asked.




Just Trying To Help Pt. 02



"I love her, Dad. She's like a mother, sister and best friend all rolled in to one. Why, Dad?"

"I want to ask her to marry me. I know we've only known her for a couple of months but I know how I feel. Do you have a problem with that?

Through tearful eyes, Kim said, "No problem, Dad. Am I going to have a little brother and sister too?" she smiled.

"If Molly says yes, I would like to adopt the twins. I need your opinion."

"Dad, in another year I'll be away at school and you will be alone. Molly, Annie and Andy would be great for you and I'll have them when I come and visit when I come home. Dad, go for it and good luck," said Kim.

I walked into the kitchen where Molly was having a cup of coffee.

"Molly, we need to talk."

"Larry, what are you doing home so early?"

"Kim called me and said you were going to leave tomorrow."

"Yes, I figured we stayed long enough. I'm going to call my mother in a little bit and let her know to expect us."

"Molly, you've misread me. I'm in love with you and always have been. I'm not the Mr. Nice guy you think I am. I've wanted to make love to you for awhile now. I was afraid you would leave if I acted inappropriately toward you. I had no idea you had romantic feelings toward me."

Molly came forward and kissed me. Her lips were warm, soft and her kiss felt wonderful. As we were kissing Annie came into the room and we watched her run back into Kim's room.

"Kimmy! Andy! Mommy and Mr. Larry are kissing in the kitchen," we heard Annie say.

"Eww," said Andy.

All three of them were quickly standing in the kitchen.

"Molly, I want you to call your mom," I said.

Molly's and Kim's mouths fell open.

"I want you to invite her down here next month to attend our wedding. That is if you will marry me. I know I'm older and not the best..."

"Be quiet, Larry. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me outside of the twins. You need to know something about me. I'm unable to have any more kids." She wasn't sure how to say it in front of the kids.

"Let me put it this way. The playground is there but there's no swing," said Molly.

"Molly, for one thing I love playing in the park and I'm not into swinging. Besides remember I was there at the hospital and filled out your insurance and hospital forms. I knew that already," I smiled.

"Then, of course I'll marry you," replied Molly.

I got down on one knee and asked Molly to marry me again the old fashioned way. "I don't have a ring to give you right now but I..."

Kim interrupted me and handed me a wedding and engagement ring. It was her mother's. I gave it to her after the death of her mom.

"Are you sure about this, Kimmy?" I asked.

"Dad, I'm sure mom would approve if she's looking down on us. Consider it my donation toward your marriage."

Molly was crying as I slipped the ring onto her finger. After hugging me she hugged Kim and they were both crying.

I looked at both of them. "Okay, ladies, where do we go from here?" I asked.

"First you two need to explain to Andy and Annie what's going on. Then I think you should call Molly's dad and get his permission to marry Molly. That's what I would do," said Kim.

"Larry, can I have a real wedding? You know, in a church where my dad can walk me down the aisle. He missed it the first time because of my stupidity. I'll use my savings to help pay for the wedding. Kimmy, will you be my maid of honor? I have a ring bearer and flower girl already," smiled Molly.

"Sweetheart," I said to Molly. "You can have whatever you want. I'm sure you and your maid of honor can figure out what to do. The only thing I ask is to make it soon. I don't want to give you a chance to change your mind."

Of course Kimmy jumped at the idea of being the maid of honor. Now it was time to talk with the twins who stood there watching all this transpire.

"Annie, Andy, your mom and I need to talk to you. Let's go sit down in the living room and talk."

Andy asked about the swing at the playground we were talking about. I told him I would take him and Annie to the park the next day. I would push them both on the swings. I just wouldn't swing myself. I was much too old.

As we were walking into the living room, Annie said, "You want to marry mommy, don't you." "Is that going to make you our daddy?" asked Annie.

"Only if you two want me to be your dad. I'll adopt you and I will be your legal dad."

"What's adopt mean?" asked Andy.

'It means you will be my son and Annie will be my daughter just like Kimmy. You will have my last name," I answered.

"Does that mean Kimmy will be our big sister?" smiled Annie.

Kim came in and said, "Yes, you'll be my brother and sister and will have to do what I say because I'm older."

They both hugged Kim. "We're all going to be one big happy family," said Molly.

Now it was time to call Molly's parents. Molly dialed the number and talked with her mom.

"Hi, Mom, I may have some good news. I won't be coming back to Michigan except to visit you. Will you tell Dad to get on the extension phone? I have something to say to both of you.

"Dad, Mom, I met a wonderful man and he wants to speak to you."

"What's this all about?" I heard a man's voice.

"Mr. and Mrs. Bradley, my name is Larry Jacobs. I live in Ohio and am very good friends with Molly. I have asked her to marry me and we would like your blessing. We plan on getting married in a month and hope you will attend."

"Dad, it's me, Molly. I know how much I disappointed you when I married Andrew. I can't change that but I would like for you and mom to come to the wedding. It will be held in a church and I would love for you to walk me down the aisle and give me away. You are going to love Larry. Dad, he's my Guardian Angel and we are in love with each other."

I heard sniffles at the other end of the phone. I knew it was her parents coming to terms with their feelings for their daughter.

"Mr. Jacobs, you sound like a decent fair man and you and Molly have our blessing. I know you didn't have to call us for approval but I do appreciate it. Princess, I would be honored to walk down the aisle with you. I have to get off the phone now, but congratulations and you can talk to your mom now."

I hung up my phone also. I knew Molly's dad didn't want to show any more emotions on the phone. I thought about what it would be like if I was in his shoes. Molly talked to her mom for a good half hour and then let the kids talk to their grandma.

I sat on the couch holding Kimmy's hand. None of this would have happened if she didn't intervene. She was the love of my life and opened her heart for three more people. I couldn't have asked for a better, more understanding daughter.

When Molly came back into the room she told me her parents were happy and that her brothers and their families would probably attend the wedding. She looked so happy. I told her that all the planning was between her and Kim.

The phone rang and Kim said it was her girlfriend Dawn whom she hasn't seen too much in the last few weeks. She asked if it was alright to go to the movies and spend the night at Dawn's house. She promised to be home by noon the next day.

I told her of course it was okay. She'd stayed at Dawn's a dozen times. She told me she wanted to show me something and went to her room. I told Molly I'd be right back and went to see what Kim was up to.

When I entered her room she closed the door. "Dad, don't blow it tonight. You love her and she loves you. I won't be here tonight and I think the kids are getting sleepy. I love you with all my heart and I will see you tomorrow. Have a nice evening," smiled Kim.

She kissed me on the cheek, smiled and walked out of the room. She told the kids and Molly that she would see them the next day, hugged and kissed them and headed out the door. I looked up at Molly and she was smiling. Why did I know that she knew what Kim said to me?

Molly got up and said, "Andy, Annie, come and take your baths. We are going to have a busy day tomorrow."

The kids went and took their baths and went to bed. I was watching TV when Molly said she was going to take a shower. She came out in a dark blue negligee. She looked fantastic I quickly got up and said I was going to take a quick shower also. When I was done, I noticed all the lights were off except in my bedroom. I walked in and there was Molly sitting in the middle of the bed.

"We have to learn to talk to each other more. I'm not good at reading you yet. Do you want to make love to me tonight?" asked Molly.

"Molly, I've wanted to make love to you for months now."

I climbed on the king size bed as she laid back. I leaned over and kissed her gently. I felt the sparks fly. I kissed her again and again. "You're so beautiful," I said.

Her breasts were barely covered by her negligee and I could see the freckles on her chest. I leaned over and kissed her chest and she put her arms around my head. I moved back up and kissed her lips and her neck. I moved down to the end of the bed and slowly pushed her nightgown up her thighs. She was so warm and soft. She raised her hips so I could get her nightgown up above her hips.

She had a trimmed fiery red mound. I looked up at her and she told me she did it the night before, just in case.

I put my face against it and started kissing her mound. She spread her legs and my mouth went down between her thighs and I started kissing her moist hot sex. I took my fingers and spread her lips and pushed my face hard against her pussy. She moaned as I darted my tongue in and out of her. She was extremely wet now and was rotating her hips so her wet hot pussy was grinding into my face.

I couldn't wait any longer. I stood up and took off my briefs. She sat up and removed her nightgown and lay back down. I got back on the bed and she again spread her legs as I took my cock and placed it at the entryway to her pussy.

"Take me now, Larry, make love to me. It's been so long."

I pushed my cock deep into her. We did a slow grind against each other. It felt so good. We were trying to do our best to keep the sounds at a minimum. It wasn't easy as I found her spasms leading to her orgasm. I held back so I could come with her.

After climaxing I lay next to her and gently sucked on her nipples, massaging one while sucking on the other. After a while I felt myself getting hard again. It was because Molly was gently massaging my cock. When I got hard she got on top and lowered herself down on my shaft. It took much longer for me to come the second time but Molly said it was well worth the ride.

We cuddled and fell asleep. Luckily we woke up before the twins and were at the kitchen table having coffee before they got up. We felt like two teenagers who got away with something.

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Time was flying by. Molly had enrolled the kids in the first grade and Kim was starting her senior year. I remember Molly and the twins the first day of school. The kids were happy as can be but Molly was crying. I guess that's how mothers are the first day of school.

We found a solution. Molly rode the bus to school with the twins the first day. I drove to school to give Molly a ride back home. After that she saw them off but was at the door to greet them when they got home. She remembered that was how her mom used to do it.

Molly and Kim used all their free time planning the wedding. I don't know how they did it. Flowers, decorations, they hired a band on short notice. I took care of the church and pastor. We didn't go to church very often but when we did go it was this small church out in the country. The pastor said he would be happy to save the date and church for us.

Molly had called her family and was going to get a decent turnout. My parents and two brothers were happy for us too. Molly's two brothers and their wives were going to stand up for us. I asked my divorced brother Rick to be my best man.

It was amazing what these two women were able to put together. This was a full fledged wedding with all the trimming and they did it in less than two months. Of course because of the rush some things cost extra like the hall and band.

The day of our rehearsal dinner came and it was the first time I met Molly's mother and father. In fact, it was the first time I had met any of her family. Her mom was a beautiful red haired woman. Molly told me it was really a mixture of red and grey that was dyed. She was a stunning woman. I could see where Molly got her looks.

I received a joke one time that said, "If a man wants to know what his wife would look like in twenty years, take a good look at her mother today." If this was true I would be very happy with the result.

Mr. Bradley came up to me and introduced himself. I could tell he was a man that held himself well. He talked with confidence. "It's nice to finally meet you, Larry," he said. "I have to admit I was a little taken back when I first heard of this offer of marriage. I think you can understand that Molly is my pride and joy. I hear you have a beautiful daughter of your own."

"Yes, Sir, her name is Kim. She's running around here somewhere," I replied.

"Let me be frank with you, Larry. Take good care of your relationship with your daughter. Learn to live with her mistakes in life and help her whenever you can. I almost lost that relationship with Molly."

"Mr. Bradley, let me be honest with you. You never lost Molly. She was always there. It just took time for the two of you to give in a little to find middle ground. She has always loved you and always will. I guess sometimes we all have to stop, step back, and take time to see what's important in our life."

"I like you, Larry. Just call me Harry. Please take care of my Princess, also my two little red headed grandkids," he smiled.

I looked over and Kim had come over to meet Molly's dad. "Harry, this beautiful young lady is my daughter Kim."

"Sir," said Kim. "I have a question for you. I asked Molly and she said to ask you."

"What is it, young lady?" asked Harry.

"Call me Kim or Kimmy; all my friends do. I need to know if you want me to call you Mr. Bradley or Grandpa?"

Harry smiled at Kimmy, "Kimmy, I would be honored to have such a nice young lady to call me Grandpa," smiled Harry.

"Then Grandpa it is," said a smiling Kim as she leaned over and kissed her future grandfather on the cheek.

Molly had come over to us and hugged her dad also. We went through the rehearsal and then all went out to dinner. When I got ready to pay the bill the waiter told me that my dad had already paid for it. My dad told me that he was happy to have Molly and the kids in the family and he was glad he could afford to do it for us. I sure was surrounded by some damn nice people.

On the day of the wedding I went to my parents' house to get ready because Kim kicked me out of our house and said I wasn't allowed to see Molly until the wedding. My brother and I put on our tuxes and our family headed over to the church. I couldn't believe the church was full of family and friends. I had no idea we would have so many people there.

The wedding started and Andy was the first to come through the doors. He was my ring bearer. Good thing we had the ring pinned to the cushion because he was busy waving to everyone; his red curly top head just wouldn't stay down but he didn't care. He was having a good old time.

Next came all the bridesmaids followed by my sweet daughter Kim who looked beautiful. I had tears in my eyes when I looked at her smiling at me. I had a lot of emotions flowing that day.

The ushers rolled a white paper down the aisle and next came Annie, who looked like a little red haired angel. She was throwing rose petals down for her mother to walk on. I looked over at Molly's and my moms and they were both crying as the wedding march started.

In the doorway was, in my opinion, the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. She wore a light blue full layer gown. A light blue veil that covered her red hair and her beautiful eyes. Of course you could see right through the veil. She was being escorted by her father whose eyes were as wet as mine but he walked tall and proud, escorting his only daughter down the aisle.

He and his wife had got their wish and gave Molly away at her wedding. Everyone had tears of joy as we headed to the reception.

The hall was packed with well wishers. I couldn't believe how many of Molly's relatives showed up. I heard that we had reserved fifteen rooms in the motel for the night. Most of my family were all local people.

The reception was great. Neither Molly or I drank a lot. We did have a few toasts. We weren't going on a honeymoon right now. We were going to spend the night at a nice hotel. Molly's parents were going to stay at our house and watch the kids. We didn't want Kim to have to do everything. After tonight she was going to need some rest herself.

I was standing there watching everyone when Harry came up to me. "I guess this shindig put you back a few bucks. If you don't mind me asking, how much did it set you back?"

I laughed. "Almost nine thousand dollars, but it's worth every penny I spent. Of course I'll have to repair a few extra computers but if I had to do it all over again I would."

"Well, Son," said Harry as he handed me a folded check. "It's a father's duty to help pay for his daughter's wedding. You'll understand when Kimmy gets older and you will have the honor and privilege of helping her."

"But, you gave Molly twenty-five thousand dollars when she married Andrew," I said.

"That wasn't for their wedding. It was designated for a down payment on a house for Molly. I didn't like what she did but I wanted to make sure she had a roof over her head."

I opened the check and it was for ten-thousand dollars. "Thank you, Harry, I'll see to it that it's used for the wedding bills as they arrive."

Molly came up to me and I showed her the check. She looked over at her dad and started that crying again. Her happiness always brought tears to my eyes.

She hugged her dad and asked him to dance a father-daughter dance. With a tear in his eye and applause coming from everyone he headed out to the dance floor. Right then Kimmy grabbed me by the hand and took me out to the dance floor. "It's alright, Dad. This is the way Molly and I set it up."

Again we heard applause. All four of us had tears in our eyes as they played 'Daddy's Little Girl'. Both Harry and I were dancing with our little girls. At least that's the way we saw them.

I looked over and saw Annie and Andy dancing together. We couldn't help but smile as everyone started joining us on the dance floor.

This would definitely be a night that we would all remember.

After we left the reception Molly and I headed to our hotel. We got the bridal suite that included a hot tub. We took off our clothes and sat in the tub. It felt so good after all the dancing. We got out and dimmed the lights and got in the bed. We had kind of a review of our first time together, only this time we didn't have to hold back on the sounds.

I can't say how many times we did it. All I know is once we fell asleep we didn't wake up till past noon the next day. We made sure we did it one more time before heading home as Larry and Molly Jacobs. We knew after that day that we would have to be a lot quieter and discreet.

Epilogue:

A few left out facts:

We were a very happy family. Life was so good. Kim had told me that Harry asked her about college and she told him she was going into marketing just like Molly. He told her to keep her grades up and study hard. When she graduated she could come up to Michigan and he would help her with employment.

"Most of all, Kimmy, remember that your dad loves you and is always there for you." Kim knew he was thinking of Molly and didn't want her to make the same mistake.




Just Trying To Help Pt. 02



The adoption of the twins went through in record time. I was now the proud dad of two little carrot tops. I was like a proud new papa when the papers were finalized.

Kim asked me if she could go to Aspen, skiing with her girlfriend and their family, over the Christmas Holiday. I wasn't sure what to do. I talked it over with Molly and she convinced me to let her go.

"She's a great girl with a level head. She told me she had been asked to go in previous years but always refused because she didn't want you to be alone for Christmas," said Molly.

It was something how much Molly and Kim talked to each other. They really had become best friends. When I told Kim she could go, you would have thought she won some sort of lottery. As Molly said, "We need to let her spread her wings."

Our first Christmas together was fantastic. Molly and Kim literally shopped till they dropped. I was happy because I'm not a great person to shop with. I did buy Molly a few things and I bought the twins a puppy and left it at my parents' house.

I picked it up a couple of days before Christmas Eve and after putting the kids to bed I went and brought it home. Too bad Santa got the credit. The kids loved the little fella. So did Molly. Kim went with me to pick it out before going to Aspen.

The day after Christmas we all headed to Molly's parents in Michigan. It was like another Christmas for the twins. Harry and Martha ( Molly's mom) were going to watch the kids a few days while Molly and I headed to the Upper Peninsula for our honeymoon. We had one fantastic time.

In closing I want to tell you about our wedding vows. We decided to each write our own. Of course I'm not good at this sort of thing but I did have Kim who was willing to help me.

My vows:

"I, Larry, do take thee, Molly, as my wife and lover to love, honor and cherish and most of all to communicate with you always, never taking you for granted, till death us do part."

Molly's vows:

I want to say that I am the luckiest woman in the world. I have the greatest parents that anyone can ask for (she said as she looked over at them). I have the sweetest kids anyone could ever have. (The kids smiled as she looked at them) I now have a combination of daughter, sister and best friend. (As she turned to see tears in Kimmy's eyes) And most of all I have the most wonderful man that any woman can have. My Guardian Angel who I will love, honor and cherish through eternity. Oh, and to make sure I always communicate my feelings," she smiled as she turned back to look at Kim.

The last thing that Kim had told me was to make sure I always told Molly how I felt about her. Apparently she must have said the same thing to Molly about me.

Thank you for reading my story

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DG Hear