Blind Date Awakening Ch. 06

"Of course, baby – I get why you were upset. If there was another way to tell you, I would have in a minute. I'm ready to answer any question you ask."

She asked her first question. "Daddy, do you really love Aunt Karen? This isn't just about sex, is it?"

He was a little surprised at the bluntness of her question, but he didn't let on. "Oh, yes, Ciara. I love her very much. If for some reason we couldn't have sex anymore, I'd still want to be with her. She knows me, and I know her. It's been so much better to be with someone like that, verses having to find someone new and try to get to know them. I wasn't looking forward to the dating scene, and now I don't have to worry about that. But I also can't lie – the sex part is pretty good as well."

Ciara made a face with him, and he relaxed a little bit. In that face, he saw perhaps the beginning of a slight thaw in her mood.

She continued with her questions. "Do you still love mommy, even though she's been gone for over two years?"

"Of course I do – I will never stop loving her. She was my soulmate. I never even looked at another woman once she and I found each other in our freshman year in high school. My life was perfect – a beautiful wife that was my perfect match, and then two beautiful daughters. People were jealous of our beautiful family! Even though she's gone, she will never be gone in my heart. Karen knows that. In fact, she loved your mom as well. Even though I want to be with Karen now, I will never stop loving your mom, and missing her like crazy."

"What do you think she'd say about you being with Karen?

Charles looked her straight in the eyes. "I think she'd want me to be happy, just like I'd want her to be happy if I had been the one who had died first. And if that person happened to be Karen, I think she'd be happy with that."

Ciara stood up. "Okay, you two stay here – I have some questions for Karen as well." And with that, she turned and stepped out into the hallway, closing the door behind her.

Charles looked at Catherine and said, "What all did you talk about back there? How did you get her to come and talk to me?"

Catherine laughed. "You know what we talked about. I pretty much just sat with her for a while, and then she started asking me questions like she just asked you. I told her about our conversation together after she had left us to run to the back bedroom. She asked a lot of questions, some of which I couldn't answer. Finally I told her that if she wanted these questions answered, she should go straight to the source of the one who could give those answers to her. That's when we came in to see you."

Meanwhile, Ciara had knocked on Karen's bedroom door, then stepped in when Karen invited her. Ciara went to the side of the bed and sat down next to Karen. "I have some questions for you that I need you to answer."

Karen nodded, "Okay, Ciara, I'd be happy to answer your questions."

Ciara asked, "Do you really love my daddy?

Karen blushed, then said, "Yes, I do – I love him more than I've ever loved any man in my life. I would do anything for him. I have even told him several times that I would leave the picture if my being with him caused too much pain for you and Catherine."

Ciara continued. "Can you love him, even though you know he still loves my mom, and always will?"

"Of course! I'm not trying to be Jessica to him. I know what they had for each other was a once in a lifetime experience, and I'm not about to try and take that away from him. I just know that he has enough love in his heart for me as well, and I don't want to give that up. Your father is an incredible man, and I'm so lucky he wants to be with me, especially after all he's been through.

"Ciara, I loved your mom as well. Her death hurt me just like it hurt all of you. So there's no reason why I would think you father would ever stop loving her, and I don't want him to. Every morning when we wake up together, I make your father tell me one thing he loved about your mother. That way, he keeps her alive inside, and I get to find out just how wonderful she was."

Ciara looked up at Karen. "You really do that?"

"Yes, Ciara – I really do. I also hope you have noticed that he is still wearing the ring your mom gave to him on their wedding day. I don't want him to ever take it off. He deserves to know that the love they had for each other will never die."

Ciara had one more question. "So then what are you going to be in this relationship with Catherine and I? I don't think we can call you mother or mom or mommy."

Karen agreed. "No, I'm certainly not your mother, and I don't even want you to think of me that way, not that it wouldn't be an honor to be your mother. There is only one person who had the right to be called your mother, and I would not take that from her. But also want you to know that whatever you want from me in our relationship, I will always be there for you. I would love it if you would just call me Karen – that would be special enough for me."

Ciara looked at Karen, as tears began to flow down her face. Finally, she reached over and pulled Karen into a hug. As they held each other, Ciara said, "Thank you for loving my daddy. He needs a woman, and I think you are just about perfect for him. The whole brother/sister thing is still weird, but I'll work on that part."

Karen replied, "Thank you for understanding. I promise I love your dad very much, and I will take care of him for you and Catherine."

With that, Ciara stood up, and pulled Karen up next to her. Taking her hand, Ciara led Karen through her bedroom door and into Charles' bedroom, where he and Catherine were waiting. With tears still streaming down her face, Ciara looked at her father and said, "Daddy, your bedroom is where Karen belongs. She doesn't have to sleep across the hall just because Catherine and I are here. While I may still not understand everything about this relationship, I love you, and I give you my blessing."

With that, she raced into her father's arms. Catherine followed, and soon Karen joined in. They enjoyed their first hug together in this new family environment, as Charles' heart leapt inside his body.

As their hug continued, Ciara looked at Catherine, and Catherine nodded. Ciara spoke up. "Daddy, this family meeting came at a good time, because I also have an announcement." She looked up at her father, and said, "I'm....I'm pregnant!"

Charles' jaw dropped. He had not expected to hear this. "Pregnant? Pregnant! Do you mean to tell me that I'm going to be a grandfather?!?"

Ciara smiled. "Yes, daddy, you are – and I bet you'll be the best grandfather in the world!"

With that, the group hug continued. They stayed up in Charles' room for at least two more hours, catching up with their lives, and making plans for the future. Charles had never really thought about being a grandfather before, and he began to picture himself playing in the park with a grandson or granddaughter, and his heart warmed.

They finally decided that they needed to sleep at least a little while before they began their Saturday activities. The girls headed out to their bedroom down the hall, and Karen started to hers across the hall, but Ciara turned back in time to grab Karen and push her back into Charles' room. Karen blushed when Ciara said, "If you two are going to get busy in here tonight, can you keep it down so you don't disturb us back here?" And with that she smiled, kissed her aunt on the cheek, and shut the door as she went in the back bedroom.

As soon as the door closed, Karen rushed into Charles' arms as she gave him a deep kiss. Charles sighed, and smiled back at his sister. He said, "That was the most excruciating few hours I've experienced in a long while, but considering the outcome, I'd do it all again!" Then he added, "It would probably be best if we didn't exploit our relationship too much the rest of the weekend. They say they're okay with it, but I don't think we need to be our usual expressive selves, if you know what I mean." And with that, he reached down and grabbed her ass, causing her to moan.

"You're probably right, as usual," she countered. "But just so you know, every time I look at you and smile this weekend, it means I would rather be holding you, or kissing you, or fucking you, or anything else I love to have you do to me!"

*****

Everybody slept in the next morning, given it was the fact that it was after 5:00 a.m. before they got to sleep. Shortly after noon, Charles was the first to get up. He headed straight for the bathroom to relieve himself and brush his teeth, then put on his long swim trunks and a t-shirt and headed into the kitchen to get something started for breakfast. He decided they would have breakfast for lunch, and got busy making pancakes, sausage, scrambled eggs and toast.

Karen came out next. She had on the pajamas that Charles hated (he called them old woman pajamas because they covered nearly every inch of skin on her body) but wore last night anyway, for the sake of his daughters. She quickly planted a peck of a kiss on his lips before offering to help, which he accepted.

The breakfast was almost ready when the two girls came out of the backroom. Charles looked up as they came down the hallway, and his heart warmed once again. He thought that even with bed hair and wrinkled pajamas, they were the two most beautiful girls in the world. He wanted to run out from behind the breakfast bar and swarm them with a big hug, but thought better of it.

All agreed that breakfast was delicious, and provided them with a source of energy to get their Saturday going. Charles suggested that if they wanted to swim, that afternoon would be a good time, so all of the women headed back into their bedrooms to put on their swim wear.

Later in the pool, they enjoyed splashing water on each other. Karen had put on her black one piece, mostly because she knew he wouldn't be able to keep his erection down if she had worn either bikini. She and Charles spent most of their time in the pool looking at each other and smiling, and pretty soon the girls were starting to get suspicious. Finally it was Catherine who figured it out – "Oh, for goodness sake, dad – get over there and kiss her. The leering at each other is just a bit over the top!

After swimming, they went into the city and walked around the Old Market shops. While shopping like this wasn't Charles' thing, he was enjoying spending leisurely time with the three women he loved most in the world. He did, however, pick up his entrance when they went into a maternity shop and began looking at baby items. This brought out speculation about what gender the baby would be. Ciara flushed with excitement – they were fawning over her baby, and she could hardly wait to be a mother.

The rest of the weekend went pretty much the same way. At one point, Charles produced his laptop, and all three girls spent time together shopping online for baby items. Charles couldn't help but swell with love as he watched Karen sitting close to his girls as they shopped together on the laptop. He walked over and caressed Karen's shoulders, and she reached up and patted his hand before returning her attention to the baby goods. Charles realized that this was a first for Karen as well, since she had never had children of her own. He thought that she may end up being more excited for this new baby than he was, and he was just fine with that.

Eventually the weekend was over, and it was time for the girls to go back to their own homes. They had chosen early evening flights on Sunday so they could get back and still have a day with their husbands on the Monday holiday.

Their flights were 45 minutes apart this time, with Catherine departing first. They arrived an hour early so each girl could make it through the screening process in plenty of time. As Catherine was about to leave, she pulled her father into a hug, and with a kiss on the cheek, said, "Daddy, I love you so much. This had been a great weekend. I'm so relieved to see you happy! I think you and Karen are wonderful together!"

Charles hugged her tighter, and said, "Thanks for giving me another chance to be a dad. I'm so proud of you and all you've accomplished. I promise we will visit often, although you'll have to tell me if it gets to be too much!"

"Don't worry, daddy – I don't think it will ever be too much!" And with a quick kiss on the lips, she turned and immediately was lost in the shuffle of the screening process.

Ciara still had several minutes before she had to begin the check-in process, so she and Charles found a place where they could sit down where it was relatively quiet. Ciara took his hand into hers, and said, "I'm really sorry I got up and ran out on you. It hit me wrong because it was about the last thing I expected you to tell us. I knew I had to get away before I yelled out something that might have been pretty bad. Can you forgive me?"

Charles pulled her closer, so that her head was resting on his shoulder. "Oh, baby, there's no reason you need to be forgiven. I'm sorry you had to go through that, but I just didn't know any other way to tell you, and we certainly didn't want to hide it from you. Truthfully, I figured you would be the one that would struggle the most with it. I'm just so glad you didn't run away from us permanently."

She squeezed his hand. "A big part of my reason to accept this was that I could see the change in your life, and I knew Karen was largely responsible for that. I missed you so much the last two years, daddy! I'm so glad those days are over."

His eyes began to mist up again, as he said, "Don't worry, sweetie – It will never happen again. I already had plans to get with you and Catherine more often, but now with this (he patted her on the belly), I'll be there more than ever before! Congratulations, Ciara – you're going to be a fantastic mom! I just wish your mother could have experienced this. She would have been an amazing grandmother."

"I know, daddy – I've thought about that a lot. But you know what? I think Karen's going to be pretty good as well. I know she hasn't ever experienced a baby on her own before, so hopefully my little one will help fill an empty spot in her heart. Do you think she would fly out for a weekend sometime and help me shop and get my nursery ready?"

"Oh, Ciara, you would make her the happiest woman in the world if you would do that! Can I tell her your plans to call and arrange a trip like that?"

Ciara giggled. "Of course you can tell her. I'd like Catherine to drive up as well. Let me get with her and we'll start looking for a weekend to get together, just your girls, daddy!" With that, she gave him a playful kiss on the cheek.

Charles felt like a million dollars. It looked like Karen was going to fit into their lives very well. He couldn't have asked for anything more.

It was time for her to begin the screening process. They stood up and embraced, holding each other like neither wanted to let go. Finally Ciara stepped back and looked directly at her father. "Daddy, I love you so much. I'm so thrilled to see you happy again! Please tell Karen I love her too, and to take good care of you!"

"I will, Ciara – I promise."

She gave him a quick kiss, and then pulled in close again and said softly in his ear, "I know you and Karen held off this weekend while we were there, and I love you for that, but now I want you to go home and make love to her and tell her that you love her!"

Charles blushed, but said, "Don't worry – that's been my plan all day!"

And just like that, she turned and headed into the maze of the screening process.

*****

After that weekend, it seemed that life for Charles and Karen fell into a perfect place. They developed a comfortable rhythm – not comfortable in the fact that it was plain and dull, but comfortable in the fact that they learned little things about each other that hadn't stood out before, but those things always strengthened their love for each other.

As they learned more about each other, they also did things they neither one would have tried before. A perfect example was their second encounter with the couple in the Jacuzzi. Charles and Karen usually went to the pool two or three times a week. Sometimes that meant spending a relaxing hour letting the circulation of the Jacuzzi jets relax the tight muscles of the day.

One evening as they soaked, the young couple came into the indoor pool and headed straight for the Jacuzzi. Charles had convinced Karen to wear the lime green bikini she had purchased on her shopping trip with Lori (and had modeled for Charles after she had tied him up in the chair). Much to Charles' delight, she had performed the necessary "trimming" before she felt she could even possibly wear it for swimming, and he had rewarded her by taking the new "trimmed" pussy for a brisk session of fucking.

A flush of red appeared in Karen's cheeks. "Charles," she said, "they're going to see too much of me in this suit! What am I going to do?"

He looked at her and smiled. "It's not that bad. But if you really feel uncomfortable, just slide down a little bit and keep your breasts under the water."

She did just that as the other couple climbed in. Charles kept a keen eye out on the man. The last time they were in the Jacuzzi with them, the young couple fucked in front of them, and Charles and Karen had to exit before they reached their happy ending. Instantly Charles' mind began to work on a fun little scheme, but he needed Karen to cooperate if it was going to work. He leaned over to her and whispered something in her ear. Her response was, "No, Charles, I couldn't possibly do that!"

Charles kept whispering. "If you don't, then you're going to have to stay in here for the climax of their activities, if you know what I mean!"

"Okay, I guess I have no choice, but I'm not too comfortable with this."

Just like their last visit together, Charles and Karen could tell that the other couple was starting to get active. Soon the young man looked at Charles, just like the last time, and Charles gave a quick nod. That was the cue the man was looking for, and he pulled his friend on top of him, her back facing Charles and Karen. They saw the man reach under the girl's ass, pull aside the crotch of her swimsuit, and line his cock up with her pussy. A quick thrust up, coinciding with her gasp, meant that he had found his intended target.

Karen looked at Charles, and he nodded. He stood up first to get out of the Jacuzzi, then swung his leg over the side and grabbed his towel. He took some time drying off, before taking a few steps to the door. There he stopped to watch the upcoming action.

That was Karen's cue to exit the Jacuzzi. Making sure the young man was watching her over the shoulder of his friend, she slowly stood up and adjusted the top of her bikini top, nearly exposing her nipples in the process. She then turned around to step out of the Jacuzzi, and he could see that the already narrow strip of fabric hiding her ass crack was wedged firmly between the luxurious globes of her ass. Karen took her time kicking her legs over the side as she climbed out, making sure that she spread her legs wide, which further drove the fabric of her bikini bottom between her cheeks.

Once out, she began drying off with her towel, then threw it over her shoulder as she started walking over to join Charles. After her first two steps, she stopped, reached her arms behind her, and proceeded to "un-wedgie" herself, pulling the suit out of her ass crack and exposing her naked ass. As she was putting on her show, Charles had kept his eyes on the couple still fucking in the Jacuzzi. He noticed the man had not taken his eyes off of Karen during her entire exhibition. Finally, when Karen had pulled the bikini out, and man's eyes got real big, which caught the attention of his friend, still fucking him on his lap. She looked and saw that it was Karen he was ogling, so she slapped him across the face and cried out, "Jeremy, it's me you're fucking, not her! Eyes on me, you bastard!"