Aislynn

Dani rolled her eyes ostentaciously and pretended to be icked out. "Geez, guys, get a room," she teased, as if she hadn't just tried to keep her sister quiet so that Lee and Aislynn could have a moment.

Lee laughed lightly, but Aislynn could tell he was as shaken as she was. He stayed close, not letting her off the counter as he went back to chopping.

"Your hair is so long and pretty," Dani said, coming closer. "I wish mine was curly like that."

"It's a mess to take care of! If I had the face for it, I would cut my hair like yours in a heartbeat! I love your hair, it's adorable on you."

"I want to bleach the tips and make them hot pink, but daddy won't let me."

"Why not?"

"He says I'm not old enough to make those kinds of big and rash decisions."

"But now is exactly the time! Hair grows and can be trimmed and cut and you can express yourself as much as you want without permanently altering your body in any way!"

"Not helping!" Lee laughed.

"It's true. Hair grows, it can be changed. It is the way a girl can express herself and be who she is without going bigger. Sure, she should be older to get tattoos and multiple piercings and body alterations, but hair is such a small thing. A freedom a girl or boy should be allowed since it's ever-changing and not permanent."

"See daddy!?! Even Sarah agrees that hair is no big deal!"

Lee chuckled. "We'll talk about it later, Dani. For now, you want to go out back and start getting things ready? You too Mikki, help your sister and behave please."

The girls left excitedly and Aislynn wondered what they were doing out back.

"Sorry, I guess I shouldn't just throw you under the bus like that," she offered, watching him."

"No, it's fine. You put it in a different perspective for me and you are right. It isn't permanent. It's a small thing to let her have, not huge and life changing like I was seeing it. Pink tips won't change who she is. I'm just trying too hard to hold onto my little girl and trying too hard to do things right. Sometimes I can't see past the rigidity of the way I was raised."

Aislynn smiled. "Tell me about how you were raised?" she asked.

She sat and listened to him for a while, him cutting and chopping and talking. SHe watched his face as memories flitted by, some happy, some less so. It was cathartic to listen to him, for him to become more and more real to her, all of him taking shape in her mind.

The girls hurried back in after a while. "We have everything!"

"Good! Now, we have a little while before I need to turn on the grill... just about enough time for two girls to get some reading time in before everything starts."

"Daddy, we want to stay and talk to Sarah!" Mikki complained.

"Come on bratface, they want to be alone," Dani grinned, tugging on her sister.

"Can I read down here at the table?" Mikki asked.

"You may read in your room or in the library," Lee told her.

Mikki sighed, but left with her sister.

"She and Dani are so different," Aislynn noted.

"Yeah, they are," he agreed. "There is something to the old adage about the first child making you complacent enough to want a second one and the second one making you sorry," he laughed. "She's a handful, but I adore them both."

"Does she miss her mom?"

His sad smile drifted away as he looked down at what he was doing. "I don't think so. Aislynn... I want to tell you something but it can never get back to the girls, can I?"

"You mean that they aren't your daughters?"

He blushed and stared hard at the food he was cutting. "Is it very obvious?" he finally asked.

"No... No, but looking at them... even if only one of them looked like their mother... neither of them have your coloring or features or even expressions. You adore them and they adore you and that's what matters."

"That's... not everything. Dani told you a few things about their mother and I want to clear it up. She... is under a misapprehension but I am not sure letting her know wouldn't be worse. Sheila and I met in highschool, back in a time when things were a little different. We were good friends, but that was it. She was from a very old southern family with very odd ideals and values. She had a coming out party and went to debutante balls and all of that and her grandparents were from really old money. Status was everything. Problem is, when they had her coming out party, they didn't know how apt the name was. She had always been very obviously gay, anyone who knew her knew that she was. Someone told her grandmother and her grandmother threatened to disown her, kick her out of the family and the will. Sheila was ok with that, ready for it to happen, but her mother wasn't. Her mother came to both of us with this idea. We could get married until her grandmother died. I didn't agree right away, but the idea caught on with Sheila, she wanted to do it. I wasn't sure, I told her marriage was a big deal to me and I wanted children. So, we made a deal. She would give me two children and I would marry her until her grandmother died. Thing was, her grandmother got the last laugh, she put it in her will that if we divorced, she lost everything and had to repay the estate back in full for anything she had spent between her death and the divorce. We were stuck with each other. I asked her to keep up her end, told her I really wanted kids... so she went to a sperm bank. Both times. She wouldn't even let it be mine, she was so angry and jaded and bitter about everything. She hated me too, even though she was the one who convinced me to do it. We never... we were never intimate, we were never anything. She was a wife on paper only and as we got older, she began caring less and less about putting up the facade. She was worse and worse and worse to me, and she had no care at all for the girls that were 'my payment' for having to marry her. I think she was trying to get me to file for divorce, thinking if I filed that she could take it to court and argue that she tried to save her marriage. I spoke to a lawyer and he told me that it wouldn't matter at all, that the will states specifically that in either case. The only thing that would allow us to be separated was if I died, then she could still get everything and move on with her life. Needless to say, I had no doubt she wouldn't consider it. I kept the girls away as much as I could, took them on trips, sent their mom on lavish trips, trying to placate her and keep her happy. It worked for a while, but when she got back the year before she died... she was worse than she had ever been. Dani begged me to divorce her, but I knew if I did she would lose everything and so would I. My girls. I had zero legal right to them and she threatened to take them from me more than once. So I stayed and she got worse and worse. If she was going to be miserable, so was I. She didn't care that the girls saw it and were also miserable. It was getting bad enough I was actually considering taking the girls and moving away, disappearing, then it happened. She was suddenly just over the top gushing nice to everyone. So happy, over the top happy and exuberant all the time. I thought maybe she knew I was on the brink and she was trying to reel me back in and by the time I began to suspect something was wrong... she was gone. Things got crazy and chaotic after that, her family all coming at me and demanding her money, suing me for it. I wanted nothing to do with any of it, I had never touched any of her money, ever. I took the girls, moved into town and left them fighting over her estate. The stress of it started wearing on me though and my therapist wanted me to leave there altogether. Get away from the town, the state, everywhere. Start over even though it had been a while since her death. We landed here because it was close to a friend of my therapist, someone she went to school with and said was really good. It was as good a place as any since I had no family or ties anywhere else."

Aislynn scooted down the counter and pulled him closer until he was in front of her again and he was between her legs with his hands on her hips as he looked down at her. "The girls are so lucky they have you, Lee. You are an amazing father and an exceptional human being as well. You took a crazy and hard road getting here... but I for one am glad that this is where you landed. Where all of you landed. I'm sorry you had to go through all of that, you and the girls, and thank you for telling me. For trusting me with such a huge truth, I will keep your confidence."

"I know," he half whispered, stroking her cheek and jaw as he looked down at her.

Aislynn thought of one of the things he'd said and her eyes sparkled as she smiled up at him, "Does that mean you've never been with a woman?"

He chuckled, his cheeks turning pink. "To my shame, I have been with women. Mostly when traveling, when I knew I wouldn't see them past that vacation or weekend. I was always safe and discrete. But... I have never been in a relationship. At least not a healthy one. Why? Were you hoping to be my first?" he teased.

Aislynn blushed as she smiled, hiding her face in his chest. He laughed and hugged her close to him, pulling her in closer and pulling her legs around him.

"That is a talk we will need to have," he said gently.

"The birds and the bees talk? You are a little late on that one old man."

"I'll 'old man' you," he growled. "No. The talk about... intimacy between us and... well... you'll see if we get that far."

"Get that far? All the way? Your secrecy about this is driving me a little crazy. What is it?"

"I told you, you'll have to wait and see. I do have to say that we can't go further in our relationship until you know."

"Know what? Is it a micropenis? You have a micropenis and you're afraid I'll run away crying?" she asked, her eyes shining. She already knew that wasn't it, she'd felt him pressed against her more than once when they'd been kissing and making out.

"Hey now, that's a life defining issue that affects a lot of men," he scolded teasingly.

"Seriously, what is it?"

"You'll have to wait and see," he laughed.

"And everything hinges on this thing? This thing about you that's a secret and has to do with intimacy? So, like, a kink or something? Fetish?"

"I'm not telling you," he growled, still laughing.

"Right, you have to show me. Don't I at least get some warning or something? Wait... you aren't going to pee on me are you? Cuz that's not cool and a hard no for me."

He laughed a full belly laugh, shaking his head. "No, Aislynn, nothing like that. It is polarizing though."

"Tell me!"

"I will show you," he promised. "Have patience."

"I have none! I stress about things too much to have any patience at all!"

"Then I will just have to show you sooner rather than later,' he shrugged, lifting her up off the counter and turning to plant her against the wall as he kissed her.

She was already worked up enough that she pulled him in harder and closer, her legs tightening around him as he held her against the wall, his mouth trying to devour her as they kissed. Her hands gripped his hair and her back arched, trying to grind her hips into him, her need apparent.

"Fuck you are so hot," he breathed, a groan that was a half cry. "That tight fucking cunt is putting off heat, begging for my cock. You want it, Aislynn? You want my cock?"

"Yes!" she panted deliriously, writhing against him.

"You my little fucking whore?"

"Nnn, yes, please Lee, I need you!"

"That's right, whore. Look at me! Your MY whore, say it."

"I'm your whore!"

"Fuck," he groaned, yanking her off the wall and carrying her to the pantry. He shoved her hard against the door and pulled her hair roughly yanking her head back so he could kiss her more easily. "You're going to suck my cock," he growled, pulling back and gripping her jaw. "You're going to suck my cock and I'm going to come all over your face and you are going to beg me to do it again and again."

"Ohh, yes Lee! Please!"

"Then I'm going to eat that pussy until you are begging me to stop and fuck you until you pass out, then you will lick my cock clean and beg me to do it all over again."

"Oh, god Lee! Please, I need you now!"

"That's fucking right you do, because your a whore who needs cock. My cock. Say it Aislynn, you're my whore."

"I'm your whore! Please, Lee!" she wailed, frantic with need now, excitement coursing through her.

He let her go and eased her to the ground, then pushed her down further. "Beg me. Beg me to suck my cock."

"Please, Lee! Let your whore suck your cock!" she begged.

"Such a good fucking whore," he sneered, undoing his pants. His hard cock sprang free and Aislynn didn't wait, launching up onto her knees to take it in her hand and put her lips around it.

"Fuuuck... such a little whore, needing cock so bad. Greedy little slut. Take it all Aislynn, try harder! Get it to the back of your throat. Do it like I like or I won't let you do it again! You want my cum you have to work for it! Mmmm, fuck... Look at me slut. Show me how bad you want it. Beg me for my cum with your eyes. Keep sucking! Harder Aislynn! Suck it like you want it! Mmmm, good fucking slut. Faster! Nnnn, be ready whore!" he growled, a half moan.

He yanked her head back by her hair and tilted her face up as he grabbed his cock and stroked above her. Her eyes were wide with excitement as he came, shooting hot cum across her chin and cheek, a long, ropey squirt, then another across her lip and other cheek, then another across her chin before it dribbled down to her neck.

"Look at you," he breathed. "Such a beautiful little whore, you are perfect. My perfect slut. Stand up and take your pants off, panties too. Lay down on your back and spread your legs for me... further whore! Spread your cunt open and show me what a wet pussy you have, how excited you are for me. Mmmm, look at that. Touch yourself for me, slut. Rub that little clit," he demanded, going to his knees. "Don't you dare stop, no matter what I do, do you understand?" he asked, his eyes half wild as he looked down at her.

"Yes Lee! I'm your perfect whore!"

He smiled slightly, "Yes, my love, you are." He leaned in and kissed her, licking his own cum off her lips as he did and forcing it into her mouth. She moaned euphorically as he kissed her, holding her hair hard in his hand. He finally pulled back. "Beg me to lick that pussy."

"Oooh, god, please Lee! Please make me come! I am so close!"

"Beg me to eat your pussy, whore! Say it."

"Please lick my pussy! Make me come, please, Lee. Your whore needs so badly to come!"

He hardly waited, moving down and shoving her fingers aside to close his mouth around her entire pussy. He groaned as he sucked hard and she whimpered as she slid her fingers into his hair. His lips slid closed around her clit and he focused on it, licking and flicking, toggling as hard as he could as she twitched and panted and whimpered.

She came hard, screaming and he had to clamp a hand over her mouth as she bucked under him.

He came up, breathing heavily and wiping her cum off his face. He still looked half crazed. "My fucking whore!" he snarled through clenched teeth. "You are mine! You belong to me, say it! Now!"

"I belong to you, Lee! I am yours. Your whore. Nnn..."

"No, no passing out," he demanded. "You just came all over me. I'm soaked. You're soaked. AND you were loud as fuck."

"Sorry..." she managed, still trying to breathe.

"Don't you dare be sorry," he growled, leaning in to kiss her again. "Don't ever be sorry, you are amazing. That was fucking perfect and you are fucking perfect. So fucking perfect, Aislynn. You're amazing. Look at you, you are so beautiful all covered in cum."

"Your cum," she managed sleepily.

"Daddy?" Dani called.

"Shit!" he whispered.

"Sorry," Aislynn whispered, horrified.

"No! Do NOT be sorry, that was the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to me, just... sit tight," he said, jumping up and buttoning his pants.

He stepped out of the pantry.

"Daddy? We heard a scream? I think? Where's Sarah?"

"She dropped a can on her foot and... No. I'm not going to lie and make an excuse, you're old enough. She and I were having a personal moment. Please go back to your book and give us a few more minutes?"

Aislynn had no idea what Dani's reaction might be, there was silence and Lee came back in. He was smiling as he helped her stand up off the floor, then picked her up in his arms.

He looked down at the floor. "I'll clean that up later," he grinned, then carried her out and into a huge master bedroom across the hall. He set her on the edge of the tub in the huge master bathroom and started the shower, then helped her pull her clothes off before pulling his own off.

He held her gently in the shower and washed her off, his hands loving and he followed his hands with his lips. He planted kisses everywhere, then moved up and kissed her lips. He was so incredibly doting and easy with her, it was like the opposite of the man he'd been downstairs, so rough and commanding and... dirty.

He pulled her out and dried her off as he smiled at her, looking her over from head to toe. His look was proprietary, he knew she was his and he adored what he was looking out. She said nothing, just watched his face as he looked her over. She was satisfied and spent and wanted a nap more than anything, but wanted it with him.

He carried her out to the huge bedroom and the giant bed, setting her down as she went to look through his drawers. She dropped back on the bed and sighed happily before turning to her side to curl up.

"You can't go to sleep, my love," he told her, curling around her and kissing her shoulder.

"Just a nap? A short one?"

"Mmmm, you feel amazing," he whispered, pulling her closer to him and the skin to skin, the heat of his body against her did feel good. She let out a happy sigh. "This is not a yes to the nap," he chuckled. "We have a lot to get done and the girls will be down soon."

"Just ten minutes... hold me like this for a while. I like this. Your whore likes this."

He reacted immediately to her words, his arms tightening around her and his cock twitching against her backside, thickening slightly. "My love," he whispered, kissing her shoulder again. "I cannot tell you how much I adore that my... proclivities do not bother you, but that is only for when we are intimate. Not all the time."

She turned to look back at him, surprised. "That? That's your thing that you were so worried about?"

"A lot of woman don't like to be spoken to that way. Like I said, it is polarizing. They either love it or hate it... you very obviously enjoyed it. But it is definitely a thing for me. I cannot turn it on and off, it is who I am in the bedroom. Not away from the bedroom though."

"So... I can't be your whore all the time?" she asked playfully, squirming around to face him. "Like... when you come to my work and I am thinking about having you under my desk and my skirt up while I check out books for people? Or..."

He laughed, "Mmm, now that is all I will be thinking about when I come in. Thanks for that! My love," he whispered, kissing her shoulder again.

"I know, Lee," she sighed. "We have to get up. Just... hold me for two more minutes? You feel so good."

"You are perfect in my arms, like you were meant to spend your life here," he rumbled, snuggling in close.

He went stiff right after he said it and she wondered why he suddenly tensed up. "So all that anticipation for something crazy and it was just you being sexy as hell," she sighed. "Double bonus for me. Nothing weird to freak out about and something amazing to look forward to."

He relaxed slightly and she wondered what it was that had bothered him. "If dinner is going to be ready in time, I need to go finish," he whispered, kissing her temple and getting up. "Nap if you need to, I will lay a shirt out for you to wear while I put your clothes in the washing machine. Or I can see if Dani has something you could wear? Would that be weird?"