Author's Note: Some three-plus years since the first chapter was published, I offer you a continuation of the Phil-Rei love story, but told from Phil's perspective. Reader be advised that if you have not read Chapter 1 of this tale, it is strongly suggested that you do. Either way, I hope you enjoy the telling.
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My name is Phil and I am a sixty-seven-year-old guy who has rediscovered life due to a special person who entered my life - Rei, my Asian lover a live-in nurse, and who is some forty years younger than me. As ridiculous as it may seem, we are the "missing piece" each other's life. I gave Rei love, security, and the life she has always wanted, and she in return has given me a whole new lease on life in ways I could never have imagined.
Rei's first gift to me was our bubbly son, Phillip Junior, or "Junior" - my second special person. With his Eurasian features given him a cute elvish appearance when he laughs. My son just lights up my face whenever we're together because he is so refreshingly smart and loveable. Junior is a joy when I play, bath, and sleep with him, and my ability to just kick back and relax with my little son has been an unbelievable experience for my senior years.
It went without saying that my family from a previous marriage didn't take kindly to Rei and especially to Junior. As I had predicted, the clamor at a family meeting was tremendous and bitter.
"You've got to be kidding, father," Gerald, my eldest son and self-appointed spokesman for his siblings pompously stated. "Do you expect us to believe that at your age, you actually sired this baby with this...woman? Don't make us laugh at the absurd possibility. How do we know that she did fool around on you with another man?"
My fist was clenched as was my jaw at Gerald's accusation that not too subtly implied that I had been cuckolded. But Rei who sat at my side holding Junior with one arm, reached out to simply pat the back of my hand, reminding me to be cool.
"Well, first of all, Gerald, I don't give a rat's ass what you or your brothers, sisters, or your children may think," I said in the calmest voice I could muster. "As I told you earlier, I don't need my children's permission to fall in love and to be happy - something that I certainly do not share with you judgmental people.
"Along those lines, I do not need your permission to 'knock up' a beautiful and vivacious Japanese woman. Junior, here," I said in a steely tone, "is my son. So, to crush any doubt and future challenges from you, I had a paternity test done by three very reputable laboratories to prove beyond a doubt that Junior is my offspring by Rei."
"But, father, I must object..."
"Oh, get off your high horse, Gerald! You're not in court. Now I know why I never named you after me.
"Furthermore, I have set up an iron-clad trust to protect Junior should anything unexpected happen to me. His mother, Rei, has been named as the trust executor. I have transferred a 'sizeable' portion of my assets into this trust, and if you persist in objecting and trying to make my life and those of Junior and Rei miserable, I will take steps to transfer 'all' of worldly resources into the Junior and Rei as his executor, and take all legal steps to cut you out of my generous will."
Needless to say, my pronouncement immediately resulted in a clamor of raw emotions, questions, and threats. It was at this time that Clarice, Gerald's eldest daughter and the oldest and snottiest of my grandchildren, jumped to her feet.
"Grandfather! This is absurd! How can this woman just waltz into your life and make you turn your back on your loving family? What do we know of this woman? What is her background, family, or education? We know that other women have tried to seduce you to get your money. What makes this slant-eyed Jap spreads her legs for you and tricks you into impregnating her, any different? And to leaving everything to her bastard son..."
It was then that Rei stood and after scanning my family, focused on my ass of a granddaughter. "Clarice? Is that your name? Listen," Rei said in her calm-assertive manner, "I want to set you straight on several things. First, your father has asked me on numerous occasions to marry him, but I have declined to keep the peace between him you're his family.
"You don't know me, and I don't know you, Clarice, other than you're much older than me and therefore should know better than to say things you might later regret. To you, I may have come from the wrong side of the tracks, struggled through college, and worked for a living...unlike you who was pampered and spoiled. Unlike you, I love and appreciate Phil for who he is, and not for his money. What he wants to do with 'his' money - that's 'his' money, Clarice - is up to him.
"However, Clarice, understand that you don't have to like me, Junior, or my relationship with your grandfather - just accept it! Because if you don't shut up and stop talking trash about Phil, our son, and me, I'm going to take you behind the proverbial woodshed and 'kick your fucking ass!' And then after that, I will accept Phil's proposal of marriage. Do I make myself clear, Clarice?"
Let's say that while we would never be one happy family. As I smugly watched my unhappy family slowly disperse, I realized how lucky I was to have Rei in my life. While she was not one of those stunning magazine Japanese beauties, her appeal is her wholesome appearance with that certain smile when she caught me looking and that twinkle in her almond eyes that said, "any time, any place, anyway" that make Rei's incredibly sexy. Three instances are indelibly burnt into my memory of how she got my undivided attention, my heart pumping, and my penis standing at rigid attention.
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The first took place after Rei accepted my proposal to move in with me, and we had our first date to celebrate. I had made reservations at this swanky fine dining restaurant at the top of the city's tallest building and picked Rei up in a cab. When she got into the taxi, I felt a gratifying stir in the crotch of my pants.
