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Love Unlimited
by Tasman (address withheld)
***
Three times her age, mature beyond her years, introduced in
innocence, bound in the heart, and brought together by tragedy,
this is a true story of how love conquers all to overcome and
produce a family. A descriptive tale of the journey to where we
are now. (Mg, ped, 1st, rom)
***
We met innocently enough. I lived two houses down when they moved
in. A good family. She was cute and full of energy and life. Me, I
love kids. That's why I work with kids. Some might ask, as I look
back, if I could do anything different, would I. No. Because this
is about love, not any sick or twisted deviation or obsession.
Just love. I'm Ken and this is my story about Jordan, myself, and
true love.
Jordan is a very sweet girl. She is only 11 but she is very
beautiful. She is short for her age and developing slowly. Her
hair is a soft brown, her eyes are deep and dark, the kind you can
get lost in like a good book, and her lips are delicately
inviting. Her skin is very fair and soft. She has stands only
about 4'2", if that tall. She has haunted me from the first time I
laid eyes on her when she was only 9 years old.
I knew it was wrong to think that way of a young child and, so, I
would push the thoughts away, only to have them come dancing back
into my mind again. Then, she started being aggressively playful
in an innocent yet most arousing way. Anytime I could be around
her, make innocent contact with her, even a hand on her clothed
shoulder, was intoxicating, even addictive. Still, I fell in love.
Yes, it's love because I have a deep caring for her, not some
insidious lust. I want to take her and protect her, give her a
good life and keep her from all harm, and love her forever.
As she turned 11, her aggressive play seemed to take a turn. It
was softer, gentler, very affectionate, and almost inviting
reciprocation. The thoughts of her continued stronger and my
feelings for her grew deeper. I didn't know what to do.
Everyone knew I loved kids and was great with kids in relating to
them, disciplining them, and communicating with them. Many call me
a big kid. So, for them to see me friendly with kids was normal to
them, even in this day and age, because that's how I've always
been. I'm what you'd call an average guy at 6', 200 pounds.
Despite being mid-30s I look late teen-early 20s. My brown hair
and blue eyes draw complimentary stares but I've just never found
the right woman. I guess maybe it was because my right woman was a
girl. Named Jordan.
I had just completed courses and received approval to be a foster-
adoptive parent. I was determined to keep my grandfather's name
going, even by adoption if I never found the right woman to have
kids with. When I got the call, the world stopped turning!
Jordan's mom, dad, and brother were in a tragic wreck. Jordan had
stayed home. She had no other family. Because I had an extra
bedroom and because she and I had such a deep friendship, and also
because she demanded they let her, she was brought to stay with
me. I let time pass on it but it was not easy having my beloved
Jordan living with me.
I would caress her bath towels after she had showered and gone to
bed. Her scent was mystifying. I would watch her sleeping from the
darkened hallway. I would make sure we spent a lot of time
together. I was not obsessed, I was madly, deeply, completely in
love. And there was nothing I could do about it. Time passed.
After several months, I moved forward with adoption proceedings.
Jordan insisted to the workers that she would be so mean and angry
to anyone else who they would try and place her with if they
didn't let me adopt her and be her dad. She didn't want any more
change or loss. We were best friends in her eyes and I gave her
stability, support, and a good home. They finally relented and let
the adoption proceed. When it was finalized, we had a big party.
Now, I had had several girlfriends and had even had sex on
numerous occasions with them but it had been a long time ago and
none of them were worth remembering, not even the sex. I am a
romantic by nature and am attracted to the eyes first, then the
face, then the person, then the body. As a result, I had no
fantasies because I never found the perfect one.
The fantasies I had about Jordan I pushed away as wrong. It had
been 8 years since the last time I had sex and I never jacked off.
Surprisingly, despite the occasional hard on over the sight of
some fine bodies only to deflate quickly after seeing the faces, I
never had sexual frustration. I had massively raging hard-ons when
the thoughts of Jordan occurred but, as I said, I quickly pushed
those away, though it took longer for the hard-on to go down
afterward. I was not sexually attracted to Jordan, I was in love
with her.
So, me and my daughter, my beloved Jordan, were a family. We had
so much fun together. My job had me at work while she was in
school so we always had a lot of time together. I rarely went out
so when she had friends over I was within earshot or eyesight,
usually in my man cave. That first summer came and so did her 12th
birthday. It was a blast at the local pool.
Jordan was such a little lady and very modest in the way she
dressed so imagine how strange it was seeing every preteen at the
pool in a two piece and her in a one piece. They all made fun of
her but she told that she prefers to be woman of mystery and not
an open book. My heart melted when she said that. Yeah, I was
teaching her how to deal with men and society. I was going to make
her strong and powerful and confident and true to herself.
Then, it happened. The anniversary of the wreck. It was summer and
I was on vacation. Yup, I'm a high school teacher. She wanted to
go to the graveyard and put flowers down. It was the first time
since the funeral that she had wanted to go there. We went. She
broke down crying and fell to the ground. I dropped down and held
her while she cried as a light summer rain began to fall, as if
the clouds cried with her and also washed her tears away. We
stayed that for ten minutes. Then, as her crying stopped, so did
the rain. We were mostly soaked but she didn't care and neither
did I.
She looked up and me and said "I'm done here. They're gone. I'll
keep them in my heart. I never need to come back here again."
I said okay and we got up. She started laughing at how soaked we
were. Fortunately, I keep emergency blankets in the trunk so we
used those to sit on as we drove home. After supper, she showered
and fell asleep watching TV. I showered and went to bed after
covering her up with a light throw.
I don't know what time it was but it dark. I felt a hand touch my
arm.
"Ken, Ken, Ken, please, I'm sorry, I don't want to wake you but I
need you."
I opened my groggy eyes, rubbed the sleep away, and looked into
the dark at my Jordan. "W-what is it, Jordan?"
"I....I had a nightmare. Twice. I don't want to sleep alone. Can I
sleep with you tonight? I don't want to go back to sleep alone.
Please, dad."
That was the first time she called me dad. She had just made the
knot that had me wrapped around her fingers that much tighter.
Without thinking, I said okay. She climbed in beside me. She was
in a knee length Cinderella night-t. As I watched her climb in, it
hit me as my hard on rose-I SLEEP NAKED! I quickly rolled to my
side and tucked the covers under in front of me so she wouldn't
know. I decided that I would slip out and change after she fell
asleep. She scooted over close to me, face to face, and kissed me
on the cheek. She said " I love you," and then she snuggled up
against me and I put my arm around her. I didn't plan on falling
asleep, too.
I thought I had been dreaming. Well, I was for the most part. I
was dreaming of me and Jordan, free and together, in a candlelit
room with a canopy bed, soft music, silk and satin bed coverings,
and the soft smell of roses. She was still Jordan. She hadn't
grown but to maybe 4'3". She was in an elegant black dress with a
high neckline and high heels and I was in a tux. We started slow
dancing to the music. We told each other how much we love each
other, how much we had both been looking forward to this night.
After a while, I tilted her head up and kissed her, full on the
lips. Her mouth parted and our lips locked while our tongues
finished the dance. My hands caressed her entire body with great
gentleness. I love her. I truly, deeply, with all my heart love
her. I caressed her soft bottom through the dress bringing a
strange moan from her mouth into mine. I felt my cock rage in my
tuxedo pants. I left one hand on her butt and brought the other up
to massage her perfectly rounded and barely a-cup breasts. A more
powerful moan went from her mouth into mine. Then her hand found
its way to my redwood oak hard on. Yeah, it was that big and hard.
Through my pants she caressed it and slid her hand up and down it.
Oh, I thought I would explode it hurt so, so, so good! Then, I
reached down and pulled her dress up and lifted it over her head
as she raised hers arms long enough for me to and our lips parted
only long enough for it to come off. She was wearing plain white
cotton panties that were so innocent they were sexy! Our lips
parted another second as she reached up to my shoulder and
completely pulled my tuxedo away in one motion, then locked lips
again! I was naked before her! She was not yet. I kissed down her
chin and neck with utmost gentleness. I kissed down her chest to
between her breasts. Then, I kissed over to one and loved it like
a true lover should. Then I loved the other. She moaned and shook,
wobbling on her legs.
I reached my hands down and slid those sexy cotton panties down
and off. Then, I kissed down her belly and to her totally hairless
womanhood! It was throbbing, panting, and swollen! I couldn't
believe that at 12 it was hairless but then I remembered that she
was growing and developing slower than most girls her age. I
kissed those sweet and innocent cunt lips softly and she grabbed
my head to hold herself up as she gasped in a pleasurable shocked
way! I kissed and licked as she fought hard to hold herself up
using my head as a brace. I reached my hands around and softly
caressed her butt and, in the process, used my hands and arms to
keep her standing.
She started panting, breathing hard, sweating, and shaking! She
was moaning, purring, cooing, and exclaiming her love for me!
Finally, after who knows how long, I gave her her release into the
throws of her first orgasm! I sucked her clit to between my teeth
and tongue lashed it! This sent her over the edge as she came for
what seemed like minutes!
She collapsed down and I caught her in my arms, picking her up and
carrying her to the bed. The sheets had already been pulled back
and I gently laid her down and looked at her beautiful body! It
was so perfect! I looked her in the eyes and told her how much I
loved her. I crawled in beside her and kissed her, letting her
taste herself. She was exhausted and she yawned and curled up to
my chest, my still raging cock nestled between her legs just above
her knees. I held her as she fell asleep in my arms.
I woke up with the sun rise warming my face through the bedroom
window. I felt warmth up against me. As my mind woke, I froze!
Snuggled up against me, back to my stomach, was Jordan! She was
naked! I could feel my cock, still hard, nestled between her legs
at the very bottom of her crotch where her butt and cunt meet! I
could feel the warmth all around my cock as it her cunt lips
throbbed against it! She was breathing softly in my arms! WHAT HAD
HAPPENED?!?!?!? I was freaking out in my mind! Jail! Prison!
Career! Jordan! I was so screwed! I laid there and continued to
hold her as my mind went through the scenarios! Everyone saw
Jordan losing everything again and me losing everything as well! I
closed my eyes, hoping to wake up from this dream turned living
dream-ultimate nightmare reality!
I woke again to stirring in my arms. I opened my eyes to find it
had not been a dream! There was Jordan still nestled in my arms
and I could feel my cock still resting and throbbing in its own
wonderland! Then, she moved! She turned over, opened her eyes
slowly, and looked up at me! She smiled! I looked quizzical at her
but before I could say anything she spoke.
"Ken, dad, I love you. Last night, I did what I did because I love
you and I know you love me. It was so beautiful and romantic the
way you loved me. Don't look surprised. I learned about love and
sex from health class. I've been awake for a while enjoying the
feeling while I figured what to say to you."
I cleared my head as I processed all this. "Sweetheart. Jordan.
Honey, your 12. I'm 36. This is wrong on so many levels and so
many ways and if anybody ever finds out you will and I both will
lose everything and I cannot and will not risk that happening to
you again because I love you too much and too deeply to see you
put through that kind of pain again because you are the single
greatest thing that has happened to my life and I will not do
anything to lose it or you or put you through that misery again
and.."
She put her hand over my mouth. "Shhhhh. Slow down and breath. I
love you, dad. This was my choice. I want us to be together
forever. Just you and me. No one else has ever treated me with the
care and kindness you have. Everyone has always dumped on me or
been hard on me or made fun of me because of my size. I'm not even
four and a half feet tall and I'm 12 years old. You were the only
one to treat me like a real person.
"So, when I turn 18, we can move where no one knows us and maybe
get married. We can be a family and have a family. Don't tell me I
don't know what love is. I've felt it the first time we looked in
each others eyes. Yeah, I was only 10 but so what, I knew it. I
felt it. Since then, every time I've been around you, I've felt
safe, warm, happy, full of joy, at peace, and in love. When we're
apart, I miss you. It hurts. So, yeah, I know what real love is
and I have it for you. Unconditional. That is why I started, well,
caressing you last night. That's why I let you do all that you did
last night. Because I love you. And I won't tell anybody ever! I
promise!"
My head was reeling! I felt like I had a hangover. Not a good one.
A real, real bad one. I had no clue what to say so, like a dumb
man, I blurted out, "So, what all did we do last night because I
thought I was dreaming?"
She laughed. "Silly. You loved me. We kissed for so long before
you undressed me and I threw the covers back. Oh, you didn't put
your penis in me but you kissed me all over. You kissed and licked
my vagina. Then you made me explode, we kissed, and I curled up
against you happy and went to sleep."
I closed my eyes and opened them several times, just to make sure
it was all real. "So, we didn't have intercourse?"
She laughed her beautiful laugh. "No, silly, I'm saving that for
my 13th birthday. Oh, I did have nightmares. It only reinforced my
decision to do what I was going to do last night anyway. If I was
going to escape the past, I had to embrace the future. I had to
embrace the love I have for you. Ken, dad, do, do you love me the
same way? Was I wrong? Have I ruined everything? I..."
Her eyes were on the verge of tears. Her lips quivered. I could
never lie to this child, my daughter, my beloved Jordan. "Yes,
Jordan, I love you more than life itself!"
We embraced and she cried tears of joy and, strangely, so did I! I
wasn't afraid anymore. You cannot deny love. You cannot deny what
your heart tells you. Love will conquer everything. Love will
always prevail. We broke our embrace and lay side by side.
I stroked her cheek gently. "Jordan, if this is how we are going
to be, then we can only be this way here, in the privacy of our
own home, when no one is around. This world, people, society, they
don't accept that love knows no bounds or limits. They would take
you away and put me in prison. We would lose everything and each
other. We can tell no one, absolutely no one. We can't even write
about it diaries or journals. When we are around other people here
or in public, we have to father and daughter, dad and princess,
understood?"
She took my hand in hers and smiled, her deep brown eyes sucking
me in to drown. "Dad, I'm not stupid or dumb. I already know all
of these things. It's okay. You and me will be you and me here
when it's just you and me. That I promise. I love you. I cannot
live without you."
I felt a weight lift off of me, I could finally love the one I
have loved for what seems like an eternity. I could finally be
with the one that I have been looking for my entire life. "Okay. I
love you, Jordan. Now, what's say we hit the bathroom and then the
kitchen. We have a whole half of summer left to have fun, inside
and outside!"
She smiled, kissed me passionately, and was up and off to her
bathroom as I got up to go to the master. I drained the pipe and
hit the shower. My hard on went down slower than frozen molasses
moving on a flat surface. I decided to hit myself with a blast of
cold water! That worked! Course, it sucked my breath right out of
lungs! I dried and dressed and when I hit the hallway, I smelled
it!
Breakfast! Eggs, bacon, biscuits, milk, and coffee were waiting.
Jordan was in her Cinderella night-t but had put on some long
shorts and was finishing setting the table. "Good, I timed it just
right."
We sat down and ate and talked. The bedroom conversation was over.
We talked about summer, the upcoming school year. TV shows. As
Jordan cleared the table and filled the dishwasher, it dawned on
me that her 13th birthday was at the end of summer, right before
school started back. She would be 13 and entering 8th grade. I
didn't care if she got taller, I didn't care if she got bigger
breasts, I loved her for her, for who she was. Who was she? The
most mature, deep, loving, caring, sensitive, tough, and fun
loving female I have ever met. My soul mate.
The rest of summer went by fun and fast. We slept together every
night unless her friends came over or she spent the night with
them. I encouraged her to be a kid and enjoy life. We slept naked
all the time. We usually didn't do anything but talk. She unwound,
curled up against me, and fell asleep. Still, her sexuality was
beginning to grow as that first orgasm had been the nuclear alarm
for her!
I would kiss her all over and then do the same thing I did that
first night, making her wait longer before I popped the cork, as
it were, resulting in each orgasm being more powerful than the one
before. I didn't want to jack off or let her give me a blowjob
because I wanted the next time I exploded to be inside of her for
her very first time! That would be her ultimate and final 13th
birthday present!
I was concerned that my cock could hurt her. At it's fullest, it
was 9 inches long and so thick I could not wrap thumb and finger
to meet. The last thing I ever want to do is hurt her. So, I used
my laptop to access a local coffee shops wireless net and register
as someone different each time. I did research on careful yet
fulfilling sex by large men with small women. The information was
hard to find at first. When I did, I found all kinds of links.
When I finally found the best info from a 7' tall man with 12 inch
cock that was 8 inches around married to a 5', 100 pound woman, I
learned how to love Jordan without destroying her in any way
physically. It would have to be a gradual process, beginning with
inserting dildos of increasing sizes inside her for the whole
night to begin opening her up. Fortunately, they make short ones
so as not break her hymen before me.
Four weeks out from her birthday, we began. I explained the
situation to her and she really appreciated the way I love her.
From that night on, she had no overnight guests or went anywhere
overnight so the process could work its course. Each night after
an orgasm, I would insert a dildo and put her panties on with a
pair of tight spandex to help keep it in place. One side effect
was the presence of the dildo made her horny and restless most of
the night.
To keep her sated and calm, I would play with her clit, giving her
orgasm after orgasm until she fell asleep exhausted. Neither one
of us slept much those nights as a result. Still, the process was
working. As we entered the last few days, she decided she wanted
to keep one in all day for the last few days remaining. So, we
stayed home those days.
I made calls and arranged delivery for everything for her birthday
party. Everyone was invited. Most fortunate is that Jordan had
learned to walk normally with the dildos in her. Finally, the day
had arrived. She was all the way up to the dildo that best matched
my cock for thickness without pain. It was in up to her hymen,
which was another good thing. According to the research from the
7' man, the dildos stretched the outer canal so much that it
forces the inner canal to expand as well as result of the pull. It
also stretched the hymen, thus reducing the tearing pain when her
virginity is taken. Jordan kept the dildo in through the party and
no one noticed any difference in her. I was so proud and so in
love.
Now, on the one hand, me and Jordan are on the wrong side of the
law. On the other hand is the fact that love truly knows no bounds
or limits and history is filled with 13, 14, and 15 year old
brides in societies where it was perfectly fine. I didn't care.
Love had already won that argument. The deep, ever growing,
abiding love that I have for her and that she has for me. It's not
about sex. Frankly, I could keep loving her the way we have been
forever and be happy. She is the one determined to give herself to
me completely. She has already become the woman of the house,
letting me sleep late, fixing the meals, cleaning, and even
washing me. The jet tub in the master bath gives us both plenty of
room to relax together.
Jordan's 13th birthday was a big deal and a big party in our back
yard. Ribs, hot dogs, hamburgers, and corn were grilled, kool aid
was the drink, the cake was huge, and theme was Princess, with
Jordan dressing the part and all guests encouraged to dress as
though it were the age of kings and palaces. IT was a blast. Some
of her friends' moms helped with cleanup. A couple of the single
moms actually made passes. One came out and just said that we
should hook up when the girls are sleeping over somewhere else.
None of them had the depth that Jordan had, though. Their eyes
were so shallow, almost like wading pools. The eyes truly are the
windows to the soul and, for some reason beyond me, I have been
given the ability to look into those windows and read the whole
book. I have never been wrong, even to this day.
As the last guest pulled away, Jordan took my hand and we went
back inside, closing and locking the door behind us. We shared a
passionate kiss. Then, off she went. After all the partying, it
was time for a refreshing shower. She went to her bathroom this
time. I guess wanting some privacy to prepare for the big moment.
I showered and shaved and lit candles around the bedroom. I had
bought a set silk and satin bed ware to recreate the dream.
I put on a CD of soft instrumental love songs. I turned the lights
out and enjoyed the ambiance. I had put on a pair of black dress
pants and a half unbuttoned white dress shirts. I don't care what
my dream says, I hate a full suit or tux. Still, the guy in the
mirror didn't look half bad. As I enjoyed the ambience of the
setting, the door opened and there was Jordan! WOW! There was
JORDAN! My mouth dropped opened and my eyes popped out of my head!
Standing in the door way, highlighted by the soft glow of hallway
nightlights, was Jordan, in an armless, neck wrapped, black
evening dress, black high heels, with satin red lipstick, and her
hair pulled back and pinned elegantly! She looked EXACTLY like she
had been in the dream! The dream that I never told her anything
about! I regained my composure and walked over. I held out my hand
and she took it. I led her into the room and closed the door.
"You look stunning, Jordan. I am so fortunate to be loved by you."
"You look so handsome, Ken, and it's me who is the fortunate one,
to both love and be loved by you."
We danced.
The dream unfolded exactly as it happened that night. We told each
other how much we love each other, how much we had both been
looking forward to this night. After a while, I tilted her head up
and kissed her, full on the lips. Her mouth parted and our lips
locked while our tongues finished the dance. My hands caressed her
entire body with great gentleness. I love her. I caressed her soft
bottom through the dress bringing a strange moan from her mouth
into mine. I felt my cock rage in my tuxedo pants.
I left one hand on her butt and brought the other up to massage
her perfectly rounded and barely a-cup breasts. A more powerful
moan went from her mouth into mine. Then her hand found its way to
my cock. It was big and hard. Through my pants she caressed it and
slid her hand up and down it. Oh, I thought I would explode it
hurt so, so, so incredibly good! Then, I reached around her and
undid the tie at the back of her neck and the short zipper on the
low back of the dress. She was wearing no panties and looked so
innocent AND sexy! Our lips parted as she reached up to and
completed undressed me, kissing me all over as she went!
Finally, I was naked before her and she before me! I leaned down
and kissed her long and deep. I then kissed down her chin and neck
with utmost gentleness. I kissed down her chest to between her
breasts. Then, I kissed over to one and loved it like a true lover
should. Then I loved the other. She moaned and shook, wobbling on
her legs. I reached my hands down and caressed her sexy butt.
Then, I kissed down her belly and to her hairless womanhood! It
was throbbing, panting, wet and swollen! She had removed the dildo
and I could tell the change. Her vagina had a wider appearance to
it.
I kissed those sweet and innocent cunt lips softly and she grabbed
my head to hold herself up as she gasped in a pleasurable excited
way! I kissed and licked as she fought hard to hold herself up
using my head as a brace. I kept my hands softly caressing her
butt and, in the process, used my hands and arms to keep her
standing. She started panting, breathing hard, sweating, and
shaking! She was moaning, purring, cooing, and exclaiming her love
for me! Finally, after who knows how long, I gave her her release
into the throws of her biggest orgasm yet!
I sucked her clit to between my teeth, bit down, sucked and tongue
lashed it! This sent her over the deep end as she came for what
seemed like forever! She cried, she exclaimed, she screamed, she
begged for more, she cried, and she let it all go!
She collapsed down and I caught her in my arms, picking her up and
carrying her to the bed. The sheets had already been pulled back
and I gently laid her down and looked at her beautiful body! It
was so perfect! I looked her in the eyes and told her how much I
loved her. I crawled in beside her and kissed her, letting her
taste herself. I began kissing down her body. I climbed between
her legs and she spread them as wide as could, using what strength
she had left to hold them wider with her hands. She was now maybe
4'4" tall and I was so scared but she gave me a look of
reassurance with a smile.
"I love you, Ken. Make love to me."
I placed the head of my hungry, throbbing, and growling(yeah, I
said growling cause I think it was!) cock on her cunt lips. This
sent a shocking shiver through her small body. She was moist and
lubed and I slid in. The dildos did their job nicely. I was in up
to her hymen and it was near perfect fit. I kept watching her face
to make sure she was not hurt. We exchanged a knowing look and she
closed her eyes as plowed through her hymen and made her a woman.
She whimpered when I broke through but so far, no real pain.
It was tighter past that point. Finally, I hit her cervix. I
looked down and still had four inches out of her. Her face told me
not to go any further. I began a slow and steady rhythm and made
love to the most wonderful beloved there could ever be. As I
neared climax, I could tell that she was there, too! I used every
ounce of strength to hold back from plowing through when I came! I
could not and would not hurt her! Finally, I was there!
We came together in what could only be described as perfect bliss!
He vagina massaged my cock and milked it as I came, forcing every
drop of months long pent up sexual hunger from my erupting head! I
don't know how long I came. I don't know how long she came. I know
we made strange noises and sounds, cries, exclamations, screams,
and anguished grunts! When I was done and her cunt let go, I fell
backwards off of her so as not to hurt her.
I crawled up beside her and we embraced, drifting to sleep in each
others arms. We were one, now and forever. Love lives forever.
Love abides. Love is unlimited.
Jordan graduated high school when before she turned 18. By then,
she had grown to 4'6". I could now get all but two inches in her
but we didn't care. We had experimented with so many different
positions that we knew what worked best for us.
Anyway, she graduated with honors. We went on vacation that summer
to look for a new place to live. She had settled on three colleges
and one major. We checked out the employment opportunities around
each college and settled on the one that had the best prospects.
We found one. She was going to be a teacher, like me, except she
was going to teach elementary school. She said it was because they
were shorter than she was. I actually found a job at the local
high school while we were there. I had been very frugal with
money.
I had inherited my house and had a substantial savings built up by
being a responsible bachelor. We went home, packed up, and had our
old house sold in no time. We made a quick trip back to the
college town and she got enrolled. While there, we found the
perfect house. We bought and I got everything moved in one week
before college started and two weeks before my job started.
We had decided that Jordan would stay on campus the first year or
two in a private dorm room, as she had a full scholarship. We got
everything squared away as she turned 18. We made a quick trip
back to our old hometown. She started proceedings to nullify her
adoption and free herself from me legally to avoid complications
for our planned wedding in the next year or two. It was a
difficult task but her best friend's dad was a lawyer and he was
doing it for free because she tutored his daughter and helped her
improve her grades be an honor grad.
The next year and a half was agonizing. She really didn't stay in
the dorm. She would use it for study and lunch. She would come
home and come in through the back fence. There were no neighbors
back there and our privacy fence was high enough the neighbors
never saw here come or go. I would be waiting on her and see her
off to keep her safe. To make sure she stayed safe, we both agreed
she should have a beat up old care to start out.
Her looks had only improved but she had had to get glasses. She
could've gone with contacts but chose to wear old style glasses to
keep interest off of her. She also wore her hair down to hide her
face as much as possible. Her first year of college went well and
she made the dean's list. That summer, she had to go back to our
old town to wrap up the legal process to legally sever us from
ever being adopted father and daughter. I did not show up to
object so it went through.
We decided to wait until the next summer to get married and for
her to leave the dorm behind. She earned the rep as the bookworm
lesbian because no guy bothered with her and as the nerdy snob
because no girl bothered with her. Me, I got in great shape, down
to 180. I was 42 but I looked like I was in my mid to late 20s. I
was spurning a lot of so called hotties that it spurned rumors I
was gay. It was fun being the talk. Jordan swept year two on the
dean's list again and we set about planning our wedding. We set it
to be the anniversary of the dissolution of our father-daughter
relationship. Priceless in irony that girl of mine. I got her a
big diamond ring and officially proposed a week before the
wedding. My irony.
We did the blood tests and got the license. We had a small
ceremony with a few friends but none from our old life. We
honeymooned at Niagara Falls. She 'moved out' of the dorm and in
with her husband. She gradated with full honors and a degree two
years later. We were able to buy our new house outright because of
the high demand for houses where we had lived.
Despite this being a college town, we got our new home for two-
thirds of what we sold our old one for. We were set financially.
She didn't have to work but she wanted to be a teacher. They were
opening a new state of the art elementary school and she landed a
job because they had ten teachers retire.
One year later, Jordan screamed from the bathroom, scaring me out
of bed to a full standing position! I ran to the bathroom and she
was holding something.
"It's blue! I'm pregnant! We're going to have a baby!" she
screamed.
We celebrated. For the health of the baby, due to Jordan's size,
the doctor ordered no sex and we complied. Half way through, the
doctor discovered she would be having twins and she needed to go
on immediate bed rest maternity leave. Our insurance was good and
she never had to work anyway so it was all good. One month out and
the doctor said she had to have a c-section now or not survive the
final month. The babies were taken by c-section and they and
Jordan did fine.
Right now, she is enjoying being a full time mom at 23 and I am
enjoying it all 47. We still have great sex but, due to her
pregnancy and the c-section, she can't have any more kids. We're
okay with that. We have little Abigail and Joseph. They'll be one
this summer.
Life is good.