0 comments/ 47475 views/ 7 favorites My Father-in-Law Ch. 1 By: VikingLass He was 22 and I was 17 when we first met. He was the kindest and gentlest person I had ever met. Three weeks after my 18th birthday, Steven and I set up house together. It was a three bedroom house with a large yard and a small nursery room next to the master bedroom. "A place for our children to run and play," Steven had said when he showed me our new home. "Not until I get a ring on my finger," I replied back to him. He wrapped his arms around me and held me close. "I love you Arna Sorensen, and I will always love you." He said as he place his lips next to mine. I parted my lips to receive his tongue as he gently touched the inner folds of my mouth with his. "Show me our bed, Steve." I begged him. Picking me up and carrying me across the threshold of the front door, he held me tightly as my hands roamed over his strong, muscled chest. I kissed his nipples as he gingerly set me down on the double bed, our bed. His hands touched my face as he kissed me again. Oh how I have longed for this day! Gently he undressed me. Kissing every part of my body as he unclothed it. When he had removed my shorts and panties, his hand lingered on my moist mound. With two fingers he spread my vagina lips and kissed me deeply with his tongue. "Ahh! Steven! God that feels good!" I moaned. Never before had he done this to me. This was only the third time we had been alone together since I had reached the age of consent. "Arna, This is only the beginning for us." He whispered to me as we made love for the first time in our new home. I eagerly received him into my inner depths as he covered my mouth with a soulful, lingering kiss. Let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Arna Sorensen. I am, thankfully, the only child of Arne and Jill Sorensen. I am now 30 years old and the mother of two children aged 4 and 2. My home life was a living hell. My father was a career Army officer who was seriously injured during a training accident. After he was discharged and given disability, he slipped into an alcoholic haze and remained there until he and my mother died, two years ago. I had never thought of myself as pretty, but now, after being loved unconditionally by my husband of 10 years, I know that I am pretty because I am loved. I am 5' 8" tall have long blonde hair. I weigh 115 pounds and have ample breasts. My measurements are 38c-24-36. My husband Steven says I have a body that is made for loving and we do just that as often as he can. Even after having had two wonderful babies, we still have sex at least on a daily basis. I would rather give up breathing then having sex with my lover and husband. I was a virgin until I met Steven. My priorities in life were to go to college and get as far away from my parents as possible. I had no intention of watching them destroy themselves. Not that they were ever an influence in my life, after my father was disabled, that is. This is a story about how I met Steven, married him and how his father helped us by granting our only wish. As I have said, I was 17 when I first met Steven Harstad. I worked at a cafeteria inside of the plant where Steven was a foreman. His job was to oversee the construction of heavy cranes that were going to be placed on ships throughout the world. His father owned the company, but Steven had been offered the job by the then foreman who was retiring. As a foreman on the second shift, Steven made very good money. I first met him shortly after I started my job at the company cafeteria. I was still in high school and needed the money. My parents were too busy drinking themselves to death to pay me any allowance, and there were things I needed, and wanted. First and foremost was college. "Hi, I'm Steve," he said to me as I dished his food for him, "and I see your name is Arna. Good Norsk name." He smiled at me and went down the line to fetch his drink. I returned his smile and thought nothing more of our exchange as many more were in the food line behind him and I had to serve them also. But I still noticed that he looked back at me as he headed to his table, and as he set his try down he winked at me. I blushed a little, but deep inside I was pleased. He was a handsome man, about six foot tall, with sun bleached blonde hair, and a work hardened body. Now that I look back, that was the moment I fell for him. It took him three weeks to finally gather the courage to ask me out. But he did, and I accepted, eagerly. Being that he worked until midnight on the second shift, we made a date on Friday. Even though I had to run home and change into my best clothes. (Some clothes! They were more like rags! My parents never even bothered to buy me decent school clothes!) I waited outside of the main gate in front of the plant's guard shack as he clocked out. "Hi. You look great." He said. I know I blushed at his comment. I knew what I was wearing, and it was not very fashionable. "Thank you." Was all I could manage. "I thought that we could go out to and dance at the 'Crazy Lion', that is if you are up to it?" He asked. "Uhh...I ...I'm not much of a dancer." I stammered. Was that all I could come up with? I knew what I was wearing, how I looked. In short, I was not dressed up to the standard of the clientele there. "Well... all right. We could go to a movie. There's a twelve thirthy showing at the Roxie?" He offered. "I'd be delighted." I beamed, and took his arm as he led me to his red convertible. At least no one would notice my clothes. I noticed that he had taken the time to shower and change into some clean clothes before he joined me. Steven looked very nice, in comparison to my crummy clothes. But during the evening he was very attentive and the perfect escort. Not that I had anyone to compare him to, but I felt totally at ease with him. This was my first real date in a long time, and it turned out to be the best day I had had, that is, since before my parents had found their way into the bottle and withdrawn into their own private hell. After the movie, Steven suggested we get a bite to eat. He drove to a small cafe that was open all night. As our order was taken, he turned to me and took my hand as we made small talk. I told him that I was 17 and my birthday was in two months, how I planned to go to college and that was the reason why I was working for the catering company that his father contracted at the factory. "And your parents?" He asked. I remained silent and looked down at my soda. Steven saw my reaction and changed the subject immediately. "Arna...I...do you have anyone you are seeing?" He asked. "No." Was all I could manage. "Good. You are now." He said flatly. Surprised, I looked at his expression. His jaw was set and his steel blue eyes softly drank me in. I softened deep inside. "Why?" I asked. "Arna, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met. I want to be with you." He said and held my hand in both of his. "Steven...I think I want to be with you also, but....well...you asked me about my parents. I'll tell you about them. They are both drunks. They spend my father's disability on booze. I haven't had any decent clothes in two years. What I am now wearing is my very best dress and it is thread bare. Steven, I can't wait to turn 18 and get away from my parents. Not because I don't love them. I do. I just can't stand to see them destroy their lives." Tears were running down my eyes as I backed up and dumped on him. He handed me a napkin and I patted my eyes dry. "You don't have to worry anymore, Arna. I'm not going to let you go." He said and held my hand even tighter in both of his. All I could manage was a weak smile. "Thank you for understanding." I said. The next day Steven came by my house. Both of my parents were in bed, drunk. I heard a light knock at the door and answered it. Steven was wearing sunglasses and a muscle shirt. A big smile came across his face as I opened the door. "Hi. Ready?" He asked. "For what?" I questioned. "To go boating. My father has a 48 footer and I thought you'd like to go out on Lake Washington and see the sights?" He offered. "Uh...I don't really have a good swim suit." I apologized. "Don't worry. My sister and her husband are joining us. So is my dad. Susan has plenty of suits and I think she already has one picked out for you. Now...are you ready?" He smiled, held out his hand and waited for me to step outside. "What the heck, yes, I'm ready." I said and closed the front door and left with him. He took my hand and led me out to his red sports car. The top was down, it was a lovely Seattle day, nearly 80 degrees outside. From Capitol Hill, where I lived to Ballard, the streets were packed. Steven had his stereo blasting. He had put in a Beatles CD, one that I had picked out and we silently enjoyed the music and the sun as he cruised to the marina where his father's boat was moored. "Here we are." He said as he turned of the car's engine. I looked out at the boats trying to guess which one was his father's. "That one, right?" I asked pointing at a huge yacht. "Heaven's no! He's not that rich. That thing's worth five and a half million. That's his...there." He pointed out. It was beautiful! All wooden and nicely kept. Later I was to learn that it was a 1948 Cris Craft worth $350,000 at today's prices. A beautiful woman waved to Steven. She had long blonde hair and was wearing a bright orange bikini. "That's Susan, my sister." He explained as we walked up the ladder onto the boat. "You must be Arna. Stevie told me he met someone. But his description of you was an injustice." Susan held out her hand and I took it. "Come, I understand you need a bathing suit. I picked one out, but I see you are much more...ah, bustier then what I guessed. I have just the right suit for you though, Arna, I think." Susan said and took my hand as we went below deck. As Susan went to a wardrobe closet and held out one, then two more swimming suits, I was overwhelmed by the abundance that Steven's family had. There was a color TV in this cabin, a queen sized bed, the closets were full of beautiful women's clothes, Susan's I assumed, and I noticed a huge lunch had been laid out for the day, buffet style. "Arna...this is the one. If Steven doesn't notice you in this one, then I need to have a talk with my baby brother!" Susan smiled as she handed it to me. "Thank you. You are very kind." I said. "Please, I want to be your friend. Steven means a lot to me. I have never seen him with another girl until now. Now I understand why. You mean the world to him. We stayed up until 3 A.M. listening to him describe you. He's smitten by you Arna. I can see why." Susan said as she handed me the suit she had selected. "The head, or bathroom, is over there. It's really small. Change in there and then I'll help you with the finishing touches, Arna." Susan offered. When Susan was satisfied that the swim suit was fitting me properly, she took my hand and we went out on deck. Susan introduced me to her husband Dale, and their infant son, Kyle. I looked around for Steven, but he wasn't on deck. "Sit Arna. Let me get you something to drink. A wine cooler or a soda, maybe?" She offered. "A Coke would be nice." I said. I hated alcohol. I would never drink it, ever! "A Coke coming up." Susan said and disappeared. When she returned Steven had his arm around her and they were laughing at something. Susan handed me the Coke she had gotten for me, while she opened up a beer and handed it to Dale. Steven had a beer in his hand, and nearly dropped it when he looked at me in Susan's swim-suit. "My god you look great, Arna!" He said and pulled a chair up next to me. "Near beer." He held out the amber bottle and showed it to me. "I don't drink. Life is too short to waste away drunk." He said. I smiled and swigged my Coke. "Steven, thank you for inviting me here." I said. He moved closer to me and was about to say something when a voice called up. "Come, meet my dad. He'll like you. You'll like him." Steven said and held out his hand to me. I took it and allowed him to hold me closer to his body as he wrapped an arm around my waist. It was so real, the feel of him holding me close to his body. I drank the sensation in as we walked to the ladder where Steven's father was now climbing up. "Hey dad. Glad to see you made it here." Steven said. His father held out his hand and Steven took it. The older man hugged his son closer. "Let's get ready to cast off. You start the engines, I want to see that grandson of mine." The older man said. "Dad, I want you to meet Arna. Arna Sorenson. Arna, this is my father, Steven Senior." Steven said as he wrapped a protective arm around me. "Arna...what a lovely name. Unusual, but very lovely." The elder Steven said. "I was supposed to be a boy. Arne Sorenson Junior." I explained to Steven's father. "I like it. Don't get me wrong. I had an Aunt with the same name. Arna, I am delighted to meet the woman who finally stole my son's heart. Welcome aboard the Anna H. Named after my wife. She's gone now." Steven's father said. He turned somber. Steven's father was a large man. His hair, now graying, had once been blonde. I couldn't help but notice how handsome he was. Steven Senior, I later learned, was only 48 years old. He and Anna had been married young and had started a family right away. His son had inherited his father's good looks. Anna, my Steven's mother, had died of cancer three years ago. Steven's father had taken her death very hard. So hard that he refused to go out with any woman, and he had surrounded himself with his work. Often leaving the office at midnight. Sometimes never even bothering to come home at all. Susan had tried to get her father to go out, but it was all to no avail. No one would ever replace his Anna. We had been out on the lake for the better part of the day. Steven even allowed me to steer the boat as we went through the ship canal into Lake Washington. The day was glorious and I felt so comfortable with Steven's family. Especially with Susan. Once she got Kyle to lay down for a nap, her and I lay out on the bow to sun ourselves while the three men talked shop for awhile. "So tell me Arna. Do you like my little brother?" Susan asked. "Mmm, very much. I have never met anyone like him." I confided to her. I knew that she liked me and I felt very comfortable around her. "Arna, promise me one thing. I know that you aren't yet 18. Promise me that you and Steven won't do anything until you are old enough. I don't want to see any harm come to either one of you. Especially to Stevie." Susan was sitting up and looking directly at me. "I promise." I replied back to her. "Good. Now I promise you one thing, Arna. I promise you that I will never make you promise me anything ever again." We both laughed. The entire day was spent all too quickly. Steven and I swam in the cold waters of the lake. We lay in the sun warming ourselves. Finally, the day had come to an end. The boat was moored back at the marina, and Steven took me back to my house. "Well, this is it. Arna, I want you to know that I had a really great time with you. I just want to be with you as much as possible. Tomorrow?" He asked. I nodded. "Okay. I'll pick you up at 9 A.M. I'll figure out something for us to do." He patted my cheek and turned to leave. "Wait." I called out to him. He turned to face me and I put my arms around his neck and kissed his nose. "Thank you for everything." I said. For the next two months Steven and I spent every weekend together. Finals were at hand and my weekdays were spent studying. I had to do good in school to better my chances at a scholarship. My birthday was the Monday after I graduated from high school and that was only one week away. On the night of my graduation, Steven and his family were there to cheer for me, while my own parents were at home passed out. It was Susan who presented my with a graduation card. "Open it." She said excitedly. I carefully opened the envelope and took out the card. I read the front of the card, and opened it to finish reading it. Inside of the card was a gift certificate at Nordstrom's for $500! My mouth dropped. I was stunned. "I can't..." I stammered. Susan spoke up first. "You can, and I get to go shopping with you while Steven takes care of Kyle. I need to get away, even if it is shopping." I looked at Steven, his eyes were tender. He was just as surprised as I was. "You..." I said. "Arna...I didn't know anything about this. I got you something else entirely." He protested and held out a green satin covered jewelry box. "Open it." He said. With trembling hands I took the box and opened it. Inside was a diamond inlaid golden heart. "May I put it around your neck." He asked. Tears were streaming down my cheeks as I nodded. Gently he took out the heart as I pulled back my long blonde hair so he had access to my neck. As he reached both hands either side of my neck to fasten it, I looked up into his eyes. "I love you Arna." He said and kissed me. It was our first real kiss. I put my arms around his neck and held him to me. "I love you too, Steven." I whispered to him. By Saturday I had found out that it was Steven Senior and Susan who had bought the gift certificate for me. Now I never had any brothers or sisters, but Susan was determined to be that sister that I had never had. She was two years older the Steven and she and Dale had been married for three years. Kyle their son was born three months ago, he was a delightful child, but Susan needed time away from him and her daily duties of being a full time mother. Dale, her husband, was the chief engineer for Harstad Fabrication where Steven worked. Susan picked me up in her black BMW and we spent the day shopping and talking. Even though our two worlds were so vastly different, she was really down to earth. As she was driving me home, her trunk filled with clothing that was now part of my new wardrobe, she slowed the car down about three blocks from my house. "Arna," she stopped the car and turned to look at me. "Yes?" "I'm so thankful that you kept your promise to me. I would like to throw a birthday party for you. Our house. Stevie knows where Dale and I live. If you want, invite some of your friends. Here's my number, call me and let me know how many you've invited." Susan handed a business card to me. I took it and placed it in my purse. "I can't think of anyone I'd care to invite." I said. "Very well, then just call me. Talk." She said and put the car back into gear and headed to my house. I took my purchases into the house. My father was passed out on the couch. My mother was obscenely laying out on the floor. Wearing only her bra and panties, she lay face down on the floor. Quietly I carried the large bags containing my purchases upstairs to my room and began laying out the clothes on my bed. I would get rid of the boxes and bags first, then hang up the garments I had bought. I looked at each item as I smoothed them out on my bed. A red satin dress, with plunging neck-line. A black evening dress, some slacks and blouses. New bras and panties. I have never seen such beautiful clothing, much less owned them. After I got rid of the packaging I began to hang up my clothes. As I stepped out of the closet, my father walked into my room. He looked at me, and then looked at the clothes still laying on my bed. "Where did you get the money to buy those?" He asked. "I got a gift certificate from some friends." I explained. "You lie! You've been putting out you little slut!" He said and reached across and slapped me across the face. I covered my face with my hands as he tried to grab me. Thankfully he was very drunk and tripped and fell on the floor. I rushed out of my room and down the stairs and out of the house. My Father-in-Law Ch. 1 As quick as I could, I ran to the nearest gas station where I knew there was a phone. I tried to dial Steven's number at work, but the tears blinded my eyes. I wiped my eyes and tried again. The phone was ringing. "Hello?" It was Steven's voice. "Steven!" I cried into the phone. "Arna? Arna what is it!" He said. "I need you. My father tried to attack me." I said. "Where are you. I'll be right there." He said. By the time he arrived I had settled down some. I waved to him as he turned his red sports car into the gas station. "Thank you for coming." I said. "Don't worry. We're getting you out of that house. I talked to Susan, you can stay there. Let's get your things out and let's go." He said. "Steven, I don't want to get anyone involved with my problems. I just need to get away for a few hours." I said. "Look, at midnight tonight you'll be 18. You can have your freedom from them, if you want it... I'll tell you what. We'll get your things tomorrow. Don't worry, I'll be there to protect you." He said and put his arm around my shoulders. "Steven...be with me tonight." I begged him as I leaned over to kiss him on the mouth. His hands went to my face. My hands rubbed his chest as one by one I undid the top two buttons of his shirt. My hands touched the bare skin of his chest as I continued to kiss his face, his cheeks and his chin. "Stay with me tonight. Grant my one birthday wish. Make me yours." I pleaded with him as my left hand went down to his stomach and my finger nails grazed it softly. He moaned at my touch. He was putty in my hands. I had never been with a man, but I knew instinctively what to do. I was willing to become a whore for the one person I ever dared to love. "Arna...god, Arna. Yes. I've wanted you so badly. From the first time I ever laid eyes on you, I've wanted you. I want you now, tomorrow, and every tomorrow. I love you and I want you to be mine forever." Steven said. His voice quivered as he spoke. I knew that he was really pumped up. But then so was I. I have never seen Steven drive fast. But the way he whipped in and out of traffic caused me some discomfort. The sun had set, and it was close to 10 P.M. now as we drove up to a hotel. It was Sunday, so there were plenty to choose from. Steven chose one of the better hotels in downtown Seattle. I knew that the room would be several hundred dollars for the night. "Steven, you don't need to go to so much expense." I scolded him. "Arna, let me do this right. I have the money and I want to set the stage, so to speak for our first time. God Arna, you are so beautiful!" By the time he had gotten the room, and we had gone out to dinner, it was 11:30 p.m. In another thirty minutes, I would be legally of age and I could begin to live my own life. That life, I sincerely hoped, would be with me at Steven's side as his wife, or lover. It didn't matter, I knew I was young and still had a whole lifetime to discover myself, but for now I wanted Steven to be a part of it. As we returned from the restaurant, Steven held my hand as we looked into the storefront window displays. One display in particular caught my eye. It was a low cut white silk gown. I looked at it intently, then realized that it was a wedding dress. Steven noticed my interest but said nothing as we headed back to the hotel. As we entered the lobby, Steven handed me the room key and told me to go on up. He had to make a phone call. I went into the room and began to strip off my clothes. I needed a shower. As I went into the bathroom, I noticed a package on the bed. I picked up the package to examine it. The box was nicely gift wrapped in red gift wap. A card simply read: ARNA, I LOVE YOU. With shaking hands I opened the box. Inside was the most exquisite full length black night gown I had ever seen. I took it with me as I went in to take my shower and await the man who had already transformed my life. I had just stepped out of the bathroom when he returned to our room. The night gown fit me perfectly! I was very pleased by the way I looked. So did he. "Arna, you look ravishing." He said as I flew into his arms. "You look so...come with me my handsome man." How quickly I had transformed into the seductress. I took him by the hand and led him to our bed. I don't know how I did it without fumbling and making a fool of myself, but I quickly had his shirt off and then his slacks. I wanted, no, I needed to see him without any covering. I needed to see his body. I knelt before him and looked up into his eyes as he touched my cheek. My hands caressed his buttocks and with my fingers I found the waist band of his boxers. Gently and surely I pulled them down until they fell to his ankles. I gasped as I saw his erection for the first time. Never had I seen anything so glorious and magnificent. It stuck straight out and pulsed with each of his heart's beats. Now I have never seen a man before, so I had no way of comparing the size of his penis to anyone else's, but to me it was huge, probably 8 inches or more. "Arna, I want to see you now." He gently asked. I stood up slowly, and as I stood my tongue licked up his right leg, then passed slowly by that beautiful pulsing erection, and right up to his belly, then his chest and finally to the mouth of the one who would transform me on this night. I raised my arms as he gently pulled off the long black night gown over my head until I stood before him unencumbered by any clothing whatsoever. Steven gasped as he saw my nakedness for the first time. "Arna, you are so...my god, in my dreams I could never imagine how lovely you truly are." His words were but a whisper as he spoke them. "Steven, I have never been with anyone before. You are the first." I said. "I will be the last also." He replied as he pulled my body closer to his, "This is forever, Arna." He picked me up and carried me to the bed. Gently he laid me down on the huge bed then he sat next to my reclining body. "You have the most beautiful breasts. Arna, I'm glad I found you." Steven said. His mouth went to one of my breasts as he suckled it. "Steven, I'm glad that you are the first. I'm glad I found you." I said, the feeling of his mouth was intense. Something I had never felt before. I moaned as his hand touched my vagina. I opened my thighs to allow him access as he began to probe folds of my female flesh. My hips began to twitch as he touched a certain spot. I moaned my pleasure. I could feel the moistness seeping from me as he continued his gentle probing. Suddenly I stiffened. Something caused great pain. Steven noticed my discomfort and removed his hand. "Sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you my love." He said and leaned over to kiss me. "Steven, I want you. I know you would never hurt me. Please, I want you inside of me." He nodded and lay his body next to mine. Kissing my neck and rubbing my mound he slowly began to coax my body back to it's former state. Forgotten now was the sharp pain. My hips moved in time to his finger as he manipulated my clitoris. My breathing quicken as the ecstasy began to overtook my entire being. I shuddered as the first wave of pleasure took me. I tried to pull him to me but he remained elusive as his finger gently rubbed me. "Now! Steven I want you inside of me." I sobbed. "Not just yet, Arna." He said gently. Again his finger rubbed my clitoris, I spread my knees as far apart as they would go. With each touch of his finger I bucked towards his hand. My moans grew louder as yet another orgasm approached. Finally, I shuddered and the breath escaped from my lungs as I was hit by wave after wave of pleasure. I turned my upper body to him and locked my arms around him, pulling him on top of me. Quickly I grasped his manhood and thrust my hips towards his erection. I felt him enter me, slightly. Something was obstructing him, hindering him from entering into me fully. I knew from sex ed that this was my hymen. But I also knew how to remedy the situation. I held him tightly around the small of the back and thrust against him as hard as I could. At first the pain was horrific. I gasped and almost pushed him off of me. "Relax Arna. You're trying too hard. I need to put on some protection." Steven spoke softly but sternly. "No. I want to feel you inside of me. It's safe. I won't start ovulating until next week of that I am very sure." My arms had fallen to my sides, now they went to his back and I held him to me. He had begun to gently thrust into me. The feeling was delicious. My legs wrapped around his waist and with his every movement I rose my hips to meet him. His pace quickened from time to time. After only a few minutes, I felt another climax rising from deep within me. "God...Steve...I'm going to...uhhhh!" I screamed out to him. He lowered his head and his thrusting became frantic. He pushed hard against me and kept his pelvis against mine. He exhaled hard. I felt him tense his every muscle. Then I felt the warmth flowing into me. "I'm coming Arna. God it's so...intense." He spoke through clenched teeth. "Steven, if sex is this wonderful, then I can't wait for it any more." Tears were in my eyes. I had never felt anything that even came near to these new sensations. "Arna, you will never be alone again. I want to live with you. I want to be with you every night for the rest of my life." "Steven, I don't know how I found you, but I will never let you go. I am yours. My body belongs to you. Every part of me is yours." As if to prove what I had just said to him, I pushed him onto his back. Leaning over, I kissed him deeply. "Lay back my love, and enjoy." I took his limp maleness into my hands and gently rubbed it with my fingers. I was surprised that it reacted so quickly. As I kissed his stomach, I heard him moan out my name. With my mouth, I engulfed his maleness. I could taste the residue of our lovemaking. It was not unpleasant. Slowly and deliberately I teased his swollen shaft. With my tongue, I licked the slit at the end of his pole. Steven's hands ran through my hair and I gently mouthed him. With one hand I softly caressed his testicles and teased them. By now he was moving in time with me as I suckled on his blood engorged member. "Arna...Oh god...Arna, I'm...going ..to...come!" He bucked hard against my mouth and held my head tightly to his groin. His seed filled my mouth, just as it had earlier filled my womb. He tasted starchy, but it was pleasing. I sucked and sucked as jet after jet pulsed from the fountainhead of his cock. "Oh sweet jesus, but that was fine!" He sighed as I lay my head on his chest. "I meant what I said. Every part of me is yours, Steven. Every part." I kissed his neck and then began to lick his nipples as he stroked my hair. "As I am yours, Arna." He said. Shortly afterwards we drifted off to sleep. My Father-in-Law Ch. 2 I awoke shortly before 9 A.M. Steven still slept soundly next to me. Slowly I leaned over to kiss the man who had just the night before transformed me into a woman. He stirred as my kiss lingered on his mouth. My hand went to his groin as I cupped it in my left hand. Licking my lips as I moved to engulf him in my mouth, he stopped me. "Not just yet. I'll be right back." He said and got out of bed. Steven went to the bathroom and remained there for a few minutes. I heard the toilet flush and he crossed the bedroom and rejoined me on the bed. I lay back as he crawled into bed and turned himself towards me. "Good morning." He said and leaned over to kiss me. My tongue sought his as we kissed deeply. His hand went to my belly as he teased it gently with his fingertips. I moaned and opened my legs a little to allow him access. Steven began to manipulate my clitoris as our kiss continued. I felt the wetness begin to flow as he continued to rub my little button. "Ohh...Yes...right there." I moaned and tried to pull him on top of me. Again he remained where he lay, not wanting to hurry anything. He planted his mouth on my right breast and suckled. His finger now drove itself deeper into my depths. I began to respond by thrusting my hips to meet his finger as it moved into my moistness. "You are so beautiful Arna." He said as broke away from my breast. His mouth went to my belly. With his tongue he licked me lightly. The sensations began to mount, I knew that I would soon be climaxing. "Steve...I want you inside of me. Fill me with your..." I didn't know what to call it. "My cock?" He queried. "Yes." I replied. "Say it Arna. Say, Steve fill me with your cock." "Steven...my love...please...please fill me with your cock. I want your cock inside of me. Inside of my...pussy." I had never used this kind of language before. But then I had never been with a man until last night. "Roll over. Get on your hands and knees." He said gently and moved off of me. I eagerly complied. When I was on all fours, he leaned over and kissed my ear. "I love you Arna." He whispered. With one of my hands I reached back and he got behind me. I grasped his stiff cock and placed it near my very moist pussy. He pushed slightly and I quickly felt him slide into me. I moaned as he buried his stiff cock into me. "Ohh, jeez that feels good." I sighed. He began to move back and forth inside of me. I did my best to match his every thrust, but my impending orgasm was building inside of me was too much for me to keep in time to his thrusts. I fell forward, crossing my wrists as my head crashed down on them. I raised my butt up as it hit me. "Ahhh...Steve...harder." I pleaded. My hands dug into the mattress. His thrusts became more forceful. I was hit by a very intense climax and began to cry out to him. I felt his body stiffen against mine as he unloaded his sperm into me. His body relaxed and he pulled me over onto my left side. We lay there for ten minutes or so. His cock buried deep into my pussy as he kissed my neck and face. "Steven...no matter what, I will always be thankful for you coming into my life." We arrived at my house just before 11 A.M. We needed to hurry. We both had to work that evening. My parents were gone, thankfully, as I gathered together my meager possessions. Scribbling a quick note while Steven piled the last of my things into his car, we left. "This is it." I said as I closed the front door and a very sad part of my life. "Arna, you will never regret this decision. I promise you." Steven took my hand and kissed me. "I know. I have found you." I smiled and held his body to mine. Susan was waiting out front when we pulled up at her house. "Arna...are you alright?" She asked as she rushed to greet me. Quickly she gave me a hug and led me into the house. "Steven will unload the car. Let me show you your room." Susan took me by the wrist and led me into her house. I was impressed at the size of her home. It was a large three bedroom house in one of the nicer housing developments just north of Seattle in a small suburb called Mill Creek. "You have a nice house, Susan." I said. "Thank you. It was a wedding gift from Dale's parents. They have a boat building business that gives daddy a lot of business. They are loaded. But that's not why I married Dale. I met him in college and well...I just never graduated from college. Kyle came along. But Dale is a good husband. And he's a decent man." Susan said, then added, "Well, this is it. You'll have your privacy here and the bathroom is just down the hall. You will be the only one using it. We have our own master-bath and Kyle sleeps in the room next to ours so he won't keep you awake because we are upstairs." I looked at the room. It had been originally designed as an office area, many of the newer home owners in this area worked out of their home offices, but the room had a nice single bed and a large chest of drawers. "Susan, I don't know how I can ever repay you. You have been so kind to me from the very beginning." I said. "I would do anything for Stevie. He loves you. You have a new family now and we will take care of you. That's a promise Arna." Susan said. She perked up her head. "Kyle's crying. Gotta run." She smiled at me and hugged before she went off to check on her son. During the next two weeks, I worked and stayed with Susan and Dale. After work Steven and I went out to eat a light meal before he brought me home. During the day before we went to work, we would drive around and look at apartments and house that were for rent. Our days were filled with plans of our future, and our evenings were spent holding each other and talking about ourselves and our hopes for the future. From the very beginning Steven told he he wanted a family. "Two children. One for each knee." He had said. I was more then willing to fulfill his wishes. One the day that he closed the deal for the house we would move into, Steven and I had rented a motel room. After two weeks of not having any sex, my new found desire had made me edgy. I yearned for the feel of his cock inside of me. We rented the room just before going to work, we would return to it afterwards. Throughout the entire evening, I went through the motions of preparing and serving the evening meal to 60 hungry employees. When Steven came through the line, I gave him an extra large portion of food. As I handed him his plate of food, he reached out and touched my hand. "I love you Arna." He said as he took the plate. I blushed as the girl next to me looked at me strangely, but said nothing. I finished my work by 11 P.M. and waited in the cafeteria for Steven to finish his shift. At a few minutes after twelve he gave into the dining area. "Let's get out of here." He said softly as he touched my shoulder. I jumped. He had startled me. I was in my own dream world and hadn't heard him come in. "Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you." He said and he took my hand and helped me up. "Steven... I can't wait to be alone with you tonight. I've been thinking about you all day. I'm glad that our shift is over and we can be alone." I said softly to him. My words were for his ears only. "Yes. I've been in a dream world all night. Thinking about you. Your body next to mine. Making love to you. Let's go." Steven said. "Steven, we need to stop at a drugstore on the way back. I have to get some things." I said. He nodded and we headed out to the parking lot. We hurried to the motel. Once inside I went into the bathroom to shower and prepare myself. I had bought some over the counter spermicide. I did not want Steven to use any condoms. I thoroughly enjoyed the feel of his hot sperm inside of me. I also bought some KY jelly. It was time for him to possess every part of my body. Tonight I would hold nothing back from him. We had packed a night bag and I took out my shampoo and the black nightgown he had bought me on the night before my birthday. After I had showered and dried myself off. I took out spermicide I had purchased earlier. Reading the directions and inserting the premeasured amount into my now soaking pussy, only made me hornier then I already was, as if that was really possible. By the time I had finished, and grabbed the KY, Steven knocked on the bathroom door. "I need to take a quick shower. I stink." He smirked as he stood there in his boxers. "I'm done. God you are so handsome, Steven." I said as I kissed his chest. As I exited the bathroom and dried my hair quickly, I decided to put the tube of KY under my pillow. I always slept to the left of Steven so I placed it under the left pillow. Steven was true to his word. He had taken a very quick shower. By the time I had finished dry my hair and pulling back the blankets on the bed, he was already behind me. I felt his stiff cock poking between my legs as he hugged me from behind. I turned to face him, but he gently lowered me to the bed, kissing my cheek and holding both of my breasts. His hands left my breasts only to hike up my nightgown. I lay face down one the bed, leaning on my forearms as he lay on top of me. "Arna, I need to use some protection." He said, then added, "I'll be right back." "Steven, no. The reason I had you stop at the drugstore was so I could buy some spermicide. I'm protected." I assured him. "Thank you Arna. I wasn't looking foreword to putting one of those things on." He said. "I like the sensation of you coming inside of me. I like to feel it draining out of me after we make love." I explained. He covered me with his body and began kiss my shoulders. I reared up to him and reached between my legs to grasp his hard cock. He moaned as I rubbed my thumb over the tip of it. "I need to feel you inside of me, Steve." I pleaded. He entered me quickly. I gasped at the suddeness of him filling me. "Yes!" I gasped. He grasped my hips and began to plunge in and out of me, I could feel the tip of his hard cock pushing against my clit as he withdrew and again as he began to thrust foreword. "Ahh! Yes!" I moaned. One of his hands had found it's way to my breast and he squeezed and kneaded it. My loins were on fire. I knew that I would quickly climax. Steven quicken his pace and soon he was driving into me as hard as he could. I closed my eyes, bit my lower lip and allowed the orgasm to consume me. Quietly it swept over me, driving me down hard into the bed. That was the first. The second left me screaming and reaching back for him. "Hold me...god it's so good." I moaned as he continued his relentless hammer of my pussy. "Arna! I'm...I'm comingggg! Shit!" He said through clenched teeth as he unleased a torrent of cum into my now quivering pussy. I leaned foreword, raising my butt to accept his hot, sticky offering and he collapsed on top of me. He was breathing hard in my ear. He kissed my cheek. "You are fantastic, Arna. God you make me so hot!" He complimented. I felt his cum leaking out of me and I reached down to gather some of it with my fingers. I wanted to taste the proof of our coupling. It was still just as delicious as I remembered it to be. "Steven, I need to clean up a little and then I have a surprise for you." I said. "Hmmm, like what?" he asked. "You'll see after you let me up so I can clean myself. But if you want to question me, just remember that we are on your side of the bed and it will be you that has to sleep on the wet spot." Steven moved aside and helped me up from the bed. "I can't believe how much you come." I said as his juices were gushing out of me and down my legs onto the floor. I hurried into the bathroom so I could wipe off my legs and my pussy. "Steven...I promised that my body was yours. That I would hold back no part of myself from you. Now I want you to claim the only part of me that you have never taken. Stevie my love I want you to make love to my...rear." I had returned from wiping away the massive amounts of Steven's come from my well fucked pussy. I was nervous as I made my request known to him. I knew nothing about anal sex, yet we had talked about it briefly before, but only in passing. It was not something he had ever asked me to do, yet he had peaked my curiosity. "Arna...I am surprised at you. Not displeased, just amazed. But it could be painful for you if we are not careful. Let me think about it for awhile." He replied. I lay down next to him and turned to face him. "Steven, I understand your concern, but I did get something that might help, here." I said as I reached under my pillow to retreive the KY jelly. I handed him the tube of lubricant. "You really are amazing...alright then. But only if you are sure that this is what you really want." He reached across and pulled me to him. Then he gave me a deep kiss. "And you can tell me to stop at any time. It must be enjoyable for you too." He added. "Don't worry. It will be. I can't imagine you ever hurting me Stevie. I know that you love and you also know that I love you. Please, I only want to please you, in every way." My words were soft, spoken only to him. "All right my lovely little creature, turn over and get on your hands and knees. I need to make sure that this won't hurt." He said. I leaned over and kissed then turned over and got on my hands and knees. Steven got behind me. I heard him open the tube of lubricant and squeeze some of it out into his hand. "I'm going to insert one of my fingers into you to work this stuff in. If this hurts tell me and I will stop." He said softly. "Do it." I said anxious for him to begin. Carefully he inserted one of his fingers into my anus. "Arrgggh." I moaned. He withdrew his finger sightly. "Does it hurt?" He asked. "No. It feels strangely good." I said. reassured he continued. His finger went deeper into my anus. With his other hand he began to stroke my clitoris. I moaned and licked my lips. My hips moved in time to his ministrations. "Stevie, that feels soooo good. God my love, I'm ready. I want you inside of me...now!" I hissed. His gentle manipulation of my clit as he worked my asshole had gotten me extremely hot. My breathing came in gasps as my body woke up to the new sensations coming to light as he worked both of my orifices. Slowly he removed his finger from little brown hole. I felt him grasp his glorious cock and began to insert into my anus ever so slightly. Inch by inch I felt him be engulfed. Gently he filled me until I could feel his testicles against my sopping pussy. "Are you doing all right, Arna?" He asked. I had leaned foreword and raised my butt a little to give him better access. "Yes! Yes! My god you fill all of me up." I cried. The sensations were overwhelming, my whole being was sexually charged as he slid his ample cock into me. If straight sex was a 10, then, I told myself, this was definately a 12. As good as it felt, it was Steven's manipulation that finally put me over the top. I came so hard that I fell flat on the bed. I had no strength to hold myself up on all fours. He lowered his body on top of mine and continued to pump away. After antother minute he tensed. "Arna...I'm going to come now." He whispered. I felt his seed flow into me. His cock moved smoother inside of me, then after a few moments, the warmth seeped in. "Arna...thank you. I had never done that before. I'm glad that you and I could share this experience." He whispered into my ear and then covered the side of my face with kissses. I lay there. Not wanting this moment to end. I was totally satiated. Steven began to move off of me. "No...please...lay still. I want to enjoy this feeling for awhile." I pleaded with him. Instead of answering, he locked my arms in his and rolled me over so that I lay on top of him. He was still firmly planted in my backside. With one hand he rubbed my breasts while the other found my pussy. He inserted two fingers into it and played with my clit some more. I was beginning to respond again to his playful teasing of my clit. My hips moved in time to his fingers. I could feel his cock beginning to grow again. "Stevie...god don't stop. I'm going to come again." I whimpered. With my feet I lifted myself so that I could ride his cock. He remained still under me. I moved as fast as I could up and down on his stiff member until another orgasm began to build inside of me. "Stevie..oh...ohhh!" I cried out as another massive climax shook my body. I fell back limp and drained against him and his arms wrapped around my waist to steady my body over his. He was still hard and deeply impaled inside of my anus. After about ten minutes of cuddling and kissing, Steven led me into the shower. Under a warm stream of water we washed each other. I took special care to clean his cock and balls, while he made sure that ever inch of my body was clean and inspected by him personally. After we had washed away the soap from our bodies, he moved to turn off the water. I stoped him with my hand and grasped his cock. "I still need to take care of this big fella." I said in my most seductive voice and knelt before him. I took the throbbing cock that had caused me so much pleasure into my mouth and with my tongue licked the slit at the end. Steven's hands went to the top of my head as I began to work my magic. As I have said before, I had never been with a man until Steven and I met. I had never done any heavy petting, though of course I ad received a few obscene offers in the past. I had never done any of these things until I met Steven. Yet, instinctively I knew what would please him and I was more then willing to do anything to please him. He had transformed my life and most of all he truly loved me, Arna Sorensen, the girl who had never known love. All I had ever known was a contemptious acknowledgement by my parents, and snickers by my classmates who thought laughed at my clothes, and my lack of self esteem. Now, as I tenderly brought my handsome lover to climax, I knew that that former life was forever gone. I would love Steven for as love as he would love me. I would accel at anything because I was truly loved and accepted for who I was and not where I came from. As Steven shot another load of sperm, I hungarily sucked it down and swallowed every drop. It was not a lot, he had come three times already, after all, but it was still enough to make me gag a little as he drove his cock hard against me and into the back of my throat as he came. We dried off each other, and now very tired and satisfied, we fell asleep in each other's arms. The next day Steven drove by the house that he was planning to buy. "Arna, it everything goes well, we should be moving in next week. You won't have to stay with Dale and Susan any longer and I can have you all to myself." He explained. We had woken up later then usual and our shifts began in another thirty minutes, so we headed straight to the plant. During the next week I received my final grades, I had done very well, a 3.86 GPA for my final year. I was pleased and now I could begin my quest to get into the University of Washington. I knew that the price of tuition would be very costly, but Steven told me not to worry. If I was accepted, he would help me with tuition. "Arna, I have a stake in your future. Besides, after you get your degree, maybe I'll let you support me." He had teased at the time. When we finally did get the house, we were both so thrilled. As he showed me each and every room, we discussed how each of these rooms would be decorated. Finally, he showed me upstairs. It was a two story house, with two bedrooms upstairs and a bedroom/office on the main floor. "This is where our babies will spend their first few years." He said as he showed me the smaller room. My Father-in-Law Ch. 3 I had just celebrated my 23rd birthday alone. I was in Vancouver Canada on business and had been away from Steve for the last two days. Missing him terribly, I called him every night. Susan had answered the phone each time I had called. I was looking foreword to just going home and tried to wrap up my business here as quickly as possible. On the third day, I was able to finally finish the proposal and the Canadians were very pleased with it. The contract was signed on the spot and I passed the U.S./Canadian border at noon, heading south as quickly as I could to my husband. I should get home about the time he got off of work, I thought. The drive south was quicker then I thought and I was in my driveway at 2:12 P.M. I had an hour and a half to shower, make dinner and put on something sexy to seduce my husband before he came home from work. Parking my car in the garage and entering in through the front door, I swore that I heard Steven talking quietly to someone. But I knew it was just my imagination and headed off to our bathroom and began to run the water for a long hot shower. Grabbing my wet and dry electric razor, and some body cleanser I stepped into the shower and began to lather my body. After shaving my legs, and trying to trim my pubic hairs with the razor, I gave up. The stupid razor pulled at my hairs making the task more then a little painful. Opting to use a regular razor, I trimmed my pubic hairs until I was practically bald. I left one small patch of hair above my pussy so as to minimize chaffing. As I stepped out of the shower, I heard the front door slamming shut. Steven must have come home early, I thought as I dried off quickly and put on my long terry clothe bathrobe. As I went downstairs, I heard Steven quietly talking on the phone in the living room. "Steve." I called out. He hung up quickly and came around the corner to meet me. "Hi. Didn't expect you home so soon." He said and hugged me. "Yes, well. We have it. I got the CanPac contract. It's worth 350 thousand. That should keep us afloat for a while." I said, then added, "Why are you home so early?" "It was slow and I just talked to Doctor Adams. I'm going through with the operation. I'm scheduled for Monday morning. I'll be in the hospital for three days. It's time to quit messing around and starting that family." He said. "Yes it is and if this will help you realize that goal, then I am more then ready." I said and kissed him. "I know you are. Arna, I've been a real snot for sometime now. I apologize. I've been caught up in some bad times and I know you have really busted your butt to help out. I just want to thank you for everything. I really do love you." He said and held me tightly for a moment. "I have an idea," I beamed, "how about you showing me how much you love me." I said and grabbed him by the crotch, gently of course. I didn't want to damage him at this early stage of love play. "I'd love to, but I promised Susan I'd stop by and see her. She needed to talk to me and I promised her that we would take Kyle out to Mac Donald's for dinner. Arna...I didn't expect you until tomorrow. I'm sorry." He said. I was disappointed, but he was correct. I wasn't due back until tomorrow. "All right. I need to go to the office and file the contract. What time will you be home?" I asked. "Probably late. Susan need's to talk to me. It seems that Dale has legally gotten out of paying child support and she's in a bind. I'll call you here, later." Steven said, kissed and left. I was disappointed at not spending the evening with him, but Susan needed him and after all, she was my sister, and she was also my very best friend. I filed my reports and caught up on some of my work. Steven's father was at the office late that night also. He called out for some Chinese food and we ate in his office and I joined my father in his office for a late dinner. "So how's married life?" He asked as he dug into a spoonful of shrimp chow mein. "Fine." I replied. "So why aren't you and Steve out celebrating?" He asked. "He had to go see Susan for something and he really didn't expect me until tomorrow." I said. My father was visibly disturbed by my answer but said nothing. We finished our meal and I went back to my office to finish the specifications for the CanPac contract and locked my office up to leave. As I walked by to tell my father good night, I noticed his door was ajar and I heard his voice talking on the phone. "I don't care if Susan has no means of emotional support. You have got to stop this now! Do you hear me? You have someone who needs you more. My god son! This is wrong and you know it!" I stood by the door, listening. Who was he talking to? Steven? What was going on here? I knocked on the door and stepped in. Steven waved me inside and spoke a few mumbled words into the phone then hung up. "I was going. I thought I'd see you before I leave." I said. My mind was racing because of the words I had heard him speak. 'Did he say 'son'' I asked myself, 'and what was' wrong.'' Steven was in bed when I arrived home. As I changed and crawled under the covers, his hands rubbed my thighs. Turning towards me as I settled next to him, he kissed me. His hands explored my body and soon, he had me worked up. As he penetrated my pussy with his stiff cock, I knew that things were going to be all right. But I was very wrong. Things slowly, but surely became more and more distant between Steven and I. He began spending more time away from home, and I spent more time at work. Two years after I began, the Harstad Fabrication Company had it's best year ever. Steven's father, that year, made me the supervisor of the Engineering Department and my salary was now equal to that of Steven's. Between the two of us we easily pulled down $100,000 a year, yet our private lives were a shambles. Steven had the operation to remove the scar tissue from his Vas Duct. The vein that had been ravaged by the parasite he had gotten in Bolivia, had been replaced and a new vein made of synthetic material had been surgically implanted. Shortly after I received my promotion, I had to go to a trade fair in Germany. My father joined me there only after Steven declined to go because of the increased workload at the plant, which was running at full capacity running two shifts. During the trade fair, I answered technical questions while my father gave price quotes and formalized the wording of the prospective contracts. For the first time I saw my father in a new light. Before he had always been distant and very patronly towards me. Now he became a friend and opened up. "Dad, why have you never re-married?" I asked him. "I never felt that I could find anyone who could replace Anna, my wife." He said, then added, "We were truly soulmates. I knew her since I was seven. We married when I was 22 and she was 21. When she died, a large part of me died." I touched his hand. "I can only imagine how hard it must have been." I replied. "It was tough. She died too early. She was only 38 when she died. Cervical cancer." I could tell that he was still sad, even after 11 years. I tried to think of something to say, somehow to change the subject. But he added, "You remind me an awful lot of her, Arna. You could have been sisters. Even your disposition is similar to Anna's." I smiled, but said nothing at the compliment. "Come," he smiled and patted my hand, "things are slowing down for the day. Let's get some dinner and have some fun. Here I am with a very beautiful young lady, and I am talking about morbid things. What do you say, join me for dinner?" "I would love to, dad." I replied, "Let me grab my purse and we can steal away out of this place." We walked out of the trade show and across the street to our hotel. The food there was excellent and we didn't have the hassle of trying to find a decent restaurant. We ordered our meals and split a carafe of wine. It was the first time I had drank any alcohol since my wedding. The food was excellent, and the wine was beginning to affect my judgment slightly. I was not used to it. I took my fathers arm as he escorted my back to my room. I was having a little trouble walking in high heels, and he kept catching. "Whoa, Arna. I guess you're not used to wine. You should have said something." He said as he opened my door for me. "I need a little wine. Things haven't been so great, lately. I mean between Steven and I. We just pass by each other, and it seems that we never have time for each other." I replied. The wine had loosened my tongue. "I know Arna. Steve has been a real pain lately. I just wish he knew what a treasure you truly are. I'm sorry." He said. It was sincere. "Thank you, dad. If I didn't have you, Susan, and Kyle...I guess I don't know what I would do. Please...come in. It's too early to go to bed. I don't intent on going out and seeing Kiel, so maybe we could talk and watch a movie. I think they have English language movies we can order and watch." "Yes. That sounds like an excellent idea. But I am going to go to my room and make a quick phone call. Can I get you anything?" He asked. "Yes. Order another bottle of that wine. I want to forget my troubles for tonight." I said. He laughed, and said, "Okay. I'll see you in about half an hour. I'll knock." He said. "No. Here take my key. I'm going to change out of these clothes and get into my night gown and robe." I said. Steven Senior returned within a half an hour. In his hand was a bottle of wine, and two wine glasses. I had changed out of my business dress and discarded my high heels, along with my bra, panties and nylons. After taking a quick shower and changing into my cotton night gown and putting on a long warm robe, I felt like relaxing and being social. I had had so little intimate conversation lately that I was looking foreword to socializing with my father. I ordered a movie, "Die Hard" just as Steven Senior opened the door with my key. "Hi dad. The movie will be brought up here in a few." I called out to him. I had been brushing my hair when he entered. "I brought some wine. French, I think." He called out. "Sounds fine." I answered him as I walked into join him. He had poured two glasses of wine and was sitting on the couch. I retrieved my glass of wine from him and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you for coming up. I appreciate the company." I said. There was a knock at the door. "That must be our movie. If you'll turn on the TV I'll get the door." I said and set down my glass on the table next to him. I sat down next to him as he operated the remote and the movie started to play. We were silent for the first half hour or so, enjoying our wine and each other's company. At one part of the movie, I was startled and snuggled closer to him. His arm went around my shoulder, more as a reassurance, and I snuggled in a little closer. I don't know, it must have been the wine and the closeness but I was becoming aroused. It had been so long since my husband had even touched me, that now I turned and looked at my father. Yes he was 30 years older then me. Yes he was my husband's father. But he was a very handsome man. Steven Senior was 6'5" and weighed about 225 pounds. He was huge compared to me. His temples were graying, and he was starting to wrinkle around the eyes , but by any standard he was still a strikingly handsome man. I could smell his scent. His breathing was in my ear. I turned and kissed him on the cheek and placed my hand on his lap, gently teasing his inner thigh. "Dad. I just want you to know that no matter what, I love you. I wish my own father was even a little like you." He touched my face. "Arna. You may be my daughter but I am still a man. What you are doing to me right now, well, I have not had these feelings in years. I think that I had better go. If I don't we might do something that we could regret later." He spoke softly to me. I knew I needed him and wanted him to stay. I don't know why. But as I was thinking of something to stall him, he leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. I responded. My hand went to his groin and I touched him there then unzipped his fly and placed my hand inside. He was massive! I gasped then begged him, "Don't go. Stay with me tonight." I pleaded. Steven stood up. I thought he was going to leave. Instead he took my free hand and helped me up from the couch. When I stood, he guided me to the bedroom. My hand was still holding onto his huge cock as he took my by the shoulders and steered me to the bedroom. Once inside I turned and kissed him again. This time my tongue found his and my free hand went to his chest as I began to unbutton his shirt. He helped me with the shirt and soon the rest of his clothes were on the floor. He stood in only his stockings. By now I had removed my robe and he lifted my night gown over my head until I stood before him naked. I was picked up into his arms and ushered to the huge bed and laid gently down. I looked up at him but couldn't help but notice the size of his penis now fully exposed to my view. It was much larger then my husband's. I gasped as I touched the head of it. "You are very well endowed, dad. I don't know if it will hurt or not." I said with an edge of fear in my voice. "That's what Anna said the first time she saw me too. She was your size Arna and she still gave me years of satisfaction and two children. Don't worry. We can stop this any time you say so." "No I...I want you. God this is so strange. Take me. Take me now before I change my mind!" I pleaded with him. He placed his body over mine while still on all fours. I spread my legs to brace for his entry into me. "Arna. You must do this. If you want me inside of you, you guide me in." He said. I grasped his massive cock and placed the head of it aganst my pussy lips. He started to slid in. I knew I was very wet. There was no pain. He eased himself into gradually until I was filled completely. The sensation was tremendous. I felt like I was close to being ripped apart, yet there was no pain. Only pleasure. Steven Senior had only just began to pump into me when my first orgasm hit. I clung to him tightly as my pussy gripped his huge cock, trying to milk it, these were the strongest muscle spasms I had ever had. Steven Senior pumped me for probably twenty minutes before he finally came. By then I was finished, I had already had four massive climaxes and was beginning to get sore from him. After we finished he got up, turned off the TV and returned to bed with me. I was exhausted from our lovemaking and vaguely remember him getting up. We returned to Seattle three days later. But while we were in Germany, my father and I spent every moment we could together in lovemaking. I was surprise at how virile he was. Surely a man of 55 wouldn't have the abilities of a 29 year old man like my husband but he did. It was I who had to beg off of another session before I became so sore that I wouldn't be able to sit for the long flight home. From the airport we took a limousine service to the factory where I did some quick paperwork for an hour or so. It was a Sunday and no one was at the factory. I tried to call home several times. The phone was busy so I caught a ride from Steven Senior home. He helped me with my luggage placing it inside of the front door and I called out for my husband. There was no answer so I went upstairs to take a shower. As I opened the bedroom door, I heard a woman's voice coming from inside the bedroom. "Uhhh...god Stevie...harder...fuck me brother!" The woman squealed. It was Susan's voice! I opened the door only to see Susan impaled on my husband's cock and she was sitting on MY vanity with her legs wrapped around his back and her nails digging into his shoulders. I cried out, "How could you!" and slammed the door and ran downstairs, tears streaming from my eyes. I quickly grabbed my luggage and threw it into the company Jeep and drove away not knowing where I would go or do as tears streamed down my cheeks. "Damn...damn...damn!" I slammed my fist on the steering-wheel. The first place I did stop was at was a bar. I ordered a large gin and tonic to steady myself and dull some of the hurt. For a woman who had sworn never to drink alcohol, I had consumed more in the last week then in my whole life, previously. But I needed to think. Did I want to salvage my marriage? Could I forgive my husband? Would he ever forgive me, if he knew that his father had slept with me? My mind was spinning and I thought I was going to become ill. I barely noticed the guy who sat down next to me. "Bartender! A dirty mother and whatever the lady is having." He said, then turning to me, "I'm Jim and it looks like you could use a friend." He said. I looked at him. He was fairly handsome, not bad. Nicely tanned, straight white teeth. Probably one of those software techies that were beginning to descend upon Seattle. "Hello Jim." I said and tried to block him out but he persisted. I got up from my stool at the bar and left my half finished drink where it set. I was in no mood for a one night stand. Not after Steve Senior had so expertly screwed me until I was sore. I went back to my car and sat in it, wondering what I would do. I would not go home. My cell phone rang, it was in my purse. "Yes." I said. "Arna, it's dad. Steve called here looking for you. I guess you caught him in a compromising situation with his sister. I am so ashamed of those two. Come over here. Stay awhile until you figure out what you are going to do. You can have Susan's old room." He said. "All right. I'll be over in a little while." I said. But first I needed to make a stop at the liquor store. Only a lot of booze could help me through this night. He was watering his flowers as I drove up. He waved and as soon as I parked the Jeep I rushed into his arms. "Dad...how could he? With his own sister!" I bawled and buried my head into his chest. Suddenly it hit me. The part of the conversation I had overheard a few months before. "You knew about it." It was an accusation. I took a step back. I was ready to turn and flee. He took my hand. "Yes." He said flatly, and added, "And I have been trying to stop it for over twelve years. I have reasoned with those two and I have threatened them. Still I find them doing this. I thought that when you came into Steve's life that this would stop. God it angers me. But they are both of age, they can screw up their own lives, and after all there is Kyle." Steven said. "What are you implying?" I asked. "Kyle is the son of my daughter and your husband." He spoke bitterly. "What?" I said in disbelief. "It's true. Unfortunately. Dale, somehow found out and now Susan lost her child support. Hell, I was even fooled, for awhile at least and then I confronted her and Steve." He said and walked away. I had never seen him angry before, but his face was beet red. I stood there, not know what to say or what to do. I wanted to flee. Instead I followed him into the house. I sat down on the couch in the living room trying to digest everything I had been told by my father. He sat next to me and held my hand as I stared at my feet. My first feelings were of betrayal, then anger. "Dad...what should I do? Divorce him and leave the only people who ever cared for me?" I asked him. Tears were rolling down my cheeks. "That's your decision. I can only support you in that decision. Arna, my sweet child...stay here with me. Get yourself together. I will behave myself. What happened while we were in Germany is best forgotten and never spoken of to anyone. Stay in Susan's old room until you have made up your mind. If you want, take some time off." My Father-in-Law Ch. 4 "Susan, I can't judge you any longer. I'm sure you did what you thought was right. Or at least what you thought was necessary. I don't know what I would have done in your place. My world is so different from yours. My father was a military man. A career army officer who, when he was disabled and discharged, crawled into a bottle of booze. My mother, the dear sweet, weak minded woman she is, decided it was easier to join him, then to help him out of his depression. All of my life, I have been resented by my parents. "Probably because I was born a girl and not a boy. My earliest memories are of being shuffled off from one home to another as my father was transferred form base to base. Germany, Korea, Texas, Missouri, California, and finally here. Not having friends, and then, in the end losing both of my parents to booze, made me very insecure. Oh yes, they are still alive, somewhere, but for all practical purposes, they are dead. I meet Steve and he shows me unconditional love. After five years of marriage, I find out that he has rejected me for his sister. Steven Harstad don't you dare say that you haven't, either. You have. For three months now we have barely had sex. "I don't know what I should do. Is there anyway that I can salvage my marriage? Do I want to salvage it? Is it worth it? These are the questions that are going through my mind. Susan, you are my very best friend. You must understand how betrayed I feel by all of this. Steve...I have nothing to say to you. It wouldn't be as bad, knowing what I know now, if only you hadn't rejected me by your lack of action. I am a healthy woman and I healthy sexual desires. I also happen to be very much in love with you. But when you reject me through your inaction...do you understand how humiliating all of this is? Can you understand?" My voice was steady, but my whole body was shaking. Steven came over to me. He held me close to him. I should have run away. But I broke down and cried on his shoulder. "Honey...Arna. I have no words to tell you how much I love you. I've been a real jerk. Susan helped me. She saved my life. When she needed me, her troubles became mine and I turned my back on you. I'm sorry...god how I am sorry!" We stood there, holding onto each other. He was kissing my tears away. Finally I looked up at him. "Steven...I forgive you. Now you have to forgive me." I said. I would tell him my secret. "For whatever I need to forgive, I already have. Susie, you will have to excuse me. I am going to be busy making up to my wife." Steven said. He picked me up and carried me to our bedroom. I was set down on the bed gently and he lay next to me. His face over mine as he kissed me, gently and passionately. My hands went to his face and held his cheeks as he tenderly kissed away my tears. "Arna, I told you that this was forever. I meant it. My god, I never meant to hurt you. I just didn't want you to know about my past. Susie and I promised that we would never have relations again, but after Dale found out that Kyle is not his son, Susie kind of snapped. So did I." Steven explained. "Steven, you don't know what I did. If you find out, maybe you won't want me anymore." I whispered. "Then don't tell me. If you think that that might happen, don't ever mention it to me." He kissed me again. Slowly he undressed me. Gladly I succumbed to his touch. Our foreplay last most of the evening as we took our time in our rediscovery of each other's bodies. As he unloaded his seed deep inside of my womb, I cried out his name and held him tightly to my breasts as my body relaxed after a wonderful session of lovemaking. This was what I had missed. Now I had it back again. "Arna, I have something else to tell you. The operation didn't take. My body has rejected the synthetic vein that was implanted. The doctor has put me in touch with a specialist. They are going to see if I am suitable for a transplant. I'll just have to wait. Looks like that family that we want will have to wait a little longer." Steven was the first to break the silence. "Well I see that even though you are temporarily sterile you haven't lost your ability to make love to me." I giggled. I lay there comfortable and cozy in his arms. Then it hits me!! I never used any protection when Steven Senior and I had sex! 'Oh god!' I gasped to myself. I jumped out of bed, turn on the light next to my night stand and checked my calendar. Checking the end of my last period and looking at the date my next one should begin, I see that I was going to start ovulation that week. I could be pregnant! How could I be so foolish? I crawled back into bed, turned off my light, and snuggled up next to him as he looked at me. The light of the full moon spilled in through the window as he gave me a look of concern. "Is everything alright?" He asked. "Only the future will tell." I said. With that he fell asleep. Sleep was not so easy for me. My mind was very confused when I missed my period the following week. Steven knew that something was wrong also, but he said nothing. Susan and Kyle moved in with us and she started back to school to finish her degree in Business. For awhile she steered clear of me, thinking that I still thought the worse of her. I took the first step to remedy that. I asked Steven to take care of Kyle while Susan and I went out. At first she was wary of my motive, but when we went into a bar and I ordered two margaritas and some nachos, she loosened up some. "Susie...I miss my best friend." I began. "Whatever happened, you have more then paid the price. I know that you really loved Dale. God Susie, I can only imagine the shame that it has cost you. Now I have a secret to tell you. Susie...I think I am pregnant." I know that my voice was barely audible. "Are you certain?" She asked. "Well...not absolutely. I just missed my period. I need to verify that I am. Susie...what if I am?" I asked her. "I know you. Abortion is out of the question. Arna...may I ask who the father is?" I paused, took a huge hit of my margarita and looked my sister in the face. "Your father." I said. Susan's jaw dropped. Then she smiled. "I don't mean to be crude, but, good for him! He hasn't come down off of his mourning tower for 11 years. Oh Arna. Oh my! I don't know what to say." Susan said. "Don't say anything to anyone." I asked her. "No...of course not. But you will tell Steven, yes?" She asked. "If he asks, yes." I replied. "He'll understand. He'll probably accept the child as his own. He really is a sweet guy. I'm the one with the flaws." Susan said and laughed. Two weeks later I bought a home pregnancy test and it showed positive. I repeated the procedure two weeks later. Now the truth would come out. I was very nervous about it, but my husband needed to know. Susan had made a very special dinner that night. Kyle was at his grandfather's house for the weekend. Everyone knew that I was pregnant but my own husband and they helped me in the conspiracy. I had gotten off of work a couple of hours early and went straight home to help Susan with dinner. She had some salmon, fresh from one of the fishing boats filleted and ready to throw on the grill when Steven came home from work. She had made potato salad and I helped her with the shrimp salad. Once all of the shrimp had been deveined and steamed, we mixed up the salad and sprinkled the shrimp on top. Dinner was ready and I really needed a strong drink. I went through the cupboards and found a bottle of wine. I poured myself a glass and started to take a sip when Susan stopped me. "Arna. That's not going to help. You need to be brave. Stevie's going to accept you just as you are. Remember when you first met. You didn't even own a bathing-suit and he still thought that you were the most beautiful girl he had ever met. He still thinks that of you. Give yourself a break. You gave him one when he needed you most. Now it's your turn to lay your heart on the line." Susan hugged me. I poured the wine down the sink. "Good. That was cooking wine. It would have tasted awful. It has one and a half percent salt in it." She laughed. I felt foolish, but she was right. I did forgive Steven for something that many other women could never forgive their husbands for. When Steven came home, he was in a good mood. Tired, but very happy that the three of us could spend a quiet evening together. He started the grill and the salmon was placed inside to cook. As we sat outside in the warm summer sun and drank iced tea, it was Susan who told Steven that I had something to tell him. Now I would find out if forgiveness was a two way street. Susan went inside to get the salad and the potato salad. "Steven. I don't know how to tell you this so I am going to say it. Steven...I am pregnant. I just found out." My words came out of my mouth and I regretted them immediately. Steven looked at me. He nodded that he understood but said nothing. "Well?" I said. "Well, I know that there is probably no way I am the father so I say I'm glad. We have both wanted a baby now we have one. I'm not going to ask who the father is. I don't want to know so don't tell me... ever. Arna I love you. This changes nothing. I'm really very happy. Yes dammit I am. Susie! Come out here!" Steven cried out to the back of the house. Susan came outside. "Yes?" She said. "Susie we're going to have a baby! I'm going to be a daddy!" Steven jumped up and hugged his sister. He turned around and kissed me. "Arna...this is great. He'll be my child. I'll raise him as my own." Steven kissed me again. 'That wasn't so bad,' I said to myself. Susan winked at me and went back into the house to get the food. Dinner was excellent. Susan had gone all out. Being that it was Friday we all went out to celebrate. Steven took the both of us to a bar that had live music. We drank margaritas and danced with him. First Susan and Steven danced to a rendition 'Stairway to Heaven', then I danced with my husband to a slow dance. Steven was not much of a drinker and by the time I had finished three drinks, he was just starting his second one. Susan had pretty much kept up with me and we were getting pretty silly by the time Steven had decided that it was time for us to go home before we all made fools of ourselves. Inside of Steven's truck, I sat between him and Susan. He drove home, mainly because he was the only one who could walk a straight line. With his hand in my lap, I began to really count my blessings. Here I was with the man that I loved and my very best friend. As we drove up into the drive way, Steven smiled at me and winked. "Remember. I told you that this was forever, Arna. I meant it." He said. "Yes I do and if you don't take me to bed as soon as we get home, you'll wish that forever was yesterday." I teased him. As soon as the truck was parked, Steven helped both of us out and onto the driveway. He put his arms around both of us and steadied Susan and I into the house. I turned and kissed him hard on the lips once we were inside. He kissed me first and then turned to Susan and kissed her. Somehow I wasn't shocked. Not even when Susan began to unbutton his shirt. I understood, somehow through the alcohol, that this was a new phase in our life. I turned and kissed Susan on the mouth. "Arna...you don't know how long I waited for that." She said breathlessly. Somehow, one moment we were clothed and the next moment we were all naked and laying on the living room floor. My mouth was wrapped around Steven's magnificent cock and Susan's head was between my legs lapping at my sopping pussy. It just seemed so right. As soon as Steven came in my mouth, Susan turned me over onto my back and turned her body around so that we were now in the 69 position. I had never seen another woman's vagina as close as this before. But, from the massive pleasure that she was inflicting on my clitoris, I knew what needed to be done. With my fingers I gently spread her vagina lips apart and began to nibble on her clit. She moaned, and wiggled her ass to show her approval. By now I was about ready to explode but kept my mind on what I was doing. "Ohhh...Arna!" She gasped. "I'm coming! Oh! Yesssss!" She cried out as my own orgasm enveloped me. She collapsed on top of me and we lay there for a few moments. She got off of me and lay next to me staring into my eyes. "Arna...remember when I told you that I love my family more then anything in the world? I mean it. I love Stevie, and now I love you. Arna...this is forever. Your family." She said and kissed me. Steven had recovered from the blowjob I had given and now lay down next to me. I took his cock in my hand and gently stroked it. "Steve...I want you inside of me. Then I think that we ought to give Susie the best loving that she has ever had." Steven smiled as I guided him on top of me and into me. That was the second best night of my life. Susan told me later that it was the best night of her life. I think she was telling the truth. I gave birth to a girl on January 15th. Steven and I named her Anna. Steven's father was there shortly after I gave birth and congratulated his son on such a fine girl. Even though Steven Senior knew that he was the father, he never let on to anyone. He chose to keep the secret to himself and Steve never pressed me to find out who the real father was. But I think he knew. As our daughter grows a little older, she looks more and more like Steven. Both of them. Yes I am almost certain he knows. Three months after I gave birth to Anna, Steven had his operation. This time the operation was successful and within another two years I was pregnant again. This time Steven was the father. We had a boy and he was named Steven Allan Harstad the Third. Steven's father never saw the birth of his grandson. He died shortly after Anna was born. All of his hard work had earned him an early grave. Susan still lives with us and so does Kyle. The three of us share the same bedroom and I wouldn't have it any other way, while our children have the other two. Perhaps someday Susan will find the man of her dreams. But then maybe she already has. I know that I have!