Oldman's Decision

Oldman's Decision 03

To become a father again at this age? God I must be crazy. Could my body and soul be able to handle the insomnia that would probably be not due to sex but due to the difficulty of taking care of a baby? When it came to words it was easy to say but when it would come to action, what was I going to do?

I got into the shower very confused and not knowing what to do. The hot water pouring over my head brought me to my senses. I was being a hypocrite. Thanks to the relationship I had had with my daughter for about the last six months I felt like a sports car with a renewed engine ready to explore freedoms at any time. Especially the pleasure I got from cumming inside my daughter at the end of our hot lovemaking and the feeling of owning her was irreplaceable.

Then when Ayça wanted a baby I ran away like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Maybe the girl wasn't even serious. I felt like when you would drag yourself down a path that you don't know a little anxious a little excited. Damn it human beings are an ungrateful being.

I quickly went downstairs. My daughter was preparing breakfast in the kitchen dressed in her black mini-nightgown. When she saw me running towards her she thought something bad had happened and left the pan in her hand on the stove. She asked "Dad did something happen?"

I hugged her waist and kissed her on the lips. I took her head in my hands and I stroked her hair. I looked into her innocent eyes smiling. This woman was mine. "I love you so much."

"Oh dad you scared me. I thought something happened."

"I just felt like hugging and kissing you."

"I love you too my love. Come sit down and have breakfast." she said.

I couldn't take my eyes off her while we were having breakfast together. She was looking at me and smiling. I was in love with my daughter. I think she was in love with me. Could we stay like this forever? Was it possible? Would I be asking too much from God?

After breakfast we wanted to explore the island a little more on our last day. We were walking hand in hand. Away from the stress of the city without the traffic chaos a person could live here for many more years. There was a health center within walking distance of the center of the island. There was a single-storey primary school ahead. My grandson Toprak came to my mind. I imagined him running in the schoolyard.

Ayça was also looking towards the school. I guessed she was thinking the same thing. She looked very beautiful in the shining sun with her white strappy mini-dress and straw hat. Her shoulders, back and breasts were inviting love. Her skirt was only a hand's span below her crotch. Here, she was dressing more boldly and enjoying showing off her body.

I wanted to lay her down on the floor and fuck her without caring about anyone. Ayça understood my intention from the way I looked at her. It was obvious that she liked it. She leaned into my ear and said "Calm down my love." We decided to go to a cafe and have a cold drink.

"Shall we sell the house and the car and settle here? You me and Toprak."

Ayça was laughing. She thought I was joking. She took a sip of her lemonade. "Will you agree to sell your old car? You love him more than anyone else." she said making fun of me.

"Look at who's coming."

A gypsy woman wearing a flower-patterned shalwar approached us. She looked at me and then at my daughter. She rubbed the red carnation in her hand on my nose and offered it to my daughter.

"Uncle is this woman your daughter or your lover?" she asked me slackly.

Just as I was about to answer Ayça showed the diamond-solitaire ring on her finger. "I am his wife."

When I heard those words I felt good. When the gypsy woman insisted on reading her palm my daughter gave in and held out her hand.

"Uncle this woman will carry your babies. Oh look do you see them here? Wait let me see-- I see a baby boy and baby girl."

Ayça and I laughed heartily. The gypsy woman took the five dollars shook her hips and went off to look for other prey. We left the cafe and started walking home. We had two and a half hours to catch the evening ferry.

As soon as Ayça entered the house she first took off her shoes and then her clothes. She looked so beautiful. While I was guessing that she was going to take a shower she came and squatted in front of me. She grasped my dick with her fingers. I watched her mouth open and her lips grasp the throbbing head of my dick. She continued sucking. While I was caressing her hair she took my dick out of her mouth and started licking it squeezing my balls with one hand.

Ayça stood up and pushed me towards the couch where I took a seat. She quickly got on top of me and grabbed my dick from the base. Suddenly she sat on my dick. At that moment I realized she was very wet. She took me in all the way. Her pussy was burning. She was screaming and moaning with every movement. When our lips got close we were kissing each other with an animalistic urge as I put my hands on her hips.

With each insertion and exit I pulled her harder and made her scream out in pleasure. "Ohhhh fuck me daddy. I love when you fuck me." she said. After about five minutes a high-pitched scream and the sound of breathing let me know she finally ejaculated. After thrusting a few more times I ejaculated inside her.

As the ferry was cutting through the blue waves my daughter was leaning on my shoulder watching the seagulls flying by. Who knew what she was thinking? We had to stop by my pimp-of-a-son-in-law's to pick up my grandson Toprak. Was he going to hit on my daughter again? I was going to beat that damn guy up really bad one day. I didn't want to see his face. Luckily his mother opened the door.

The child screamed with joy when he saw us dragging his bag on the ground and coming to the door. He was burning with fever. The bastard who would be my son-in-law had left the child with his mother and went to the match with his friends. A reckless guy. We hurriedly took Toprak to the hospital where they gave him serum and brought him back to his senses but my daughter was very upset. When the doctor said that he had just caught a germ and would recover we felt a little relieved.

As mother and son retreated to their room I felt left out. My daughter seemed to blame herself for leaving her child alone. I was afraid that this incident would cool our relationship again. An hour later my ex-son-in-law came to our house. I turned up the volume of the TV and closed the room door so that Toprak would not be affected by what was being said.

There was a heated conversation in the hall. I could barely contain myself while my daughter was yelling at him. When my ex-son-in-law saw the diamond-solitaire ring on my daughter's finger he got even angrier.

"Bitch you just found yourself a new fucker." he said.

My daughter slapped him.

I intervened, grabbed him by the collar and pushed him out the door. "Don't come to my door again." I said.

"Why should I come? Your daughter has already found herself a new husband." he said as he pointed to the ring on her finger.

"Besides it's none of your business. She can do whatever she wants. You lost her and your son too."

"I didn't really care. Keeping the child was already an obstacle for me. Let your father take care of it. I won't pay you any alimony or anything like that." he shouted at my daughter.

My daughter called out from behind me, "Unlike you my new lover the one who gave me the ring is a real man. He took us under his wing. He took care of me and my child. We will be moving from here soon. You will never see us again. Don't even try to look for us." she said.

"You can go to hell!" said my ex-son-in-law and he turned around and left.

My daughter went to the bathroom crying out of anger. She was hiding her crying with the sound of water coming from the shower. I immediately entered Toprak's room. The little boy was covering his ears with his hands. I calmed him down and read him a story.My grandson kissed me as I readied him for bed. "I wish you were my father. Grandpa will you be my father?" he asked.

"Hmm then you have to call me dad all the time from now on. Are we clear?"

"Okay father." he said and hugged me. Even his smile tore my heart apart.

As I was putting him to bed I saw my daughter watching us with a towel on at the door. She came to the bedside. Even the smell of shampoo coming from her wet hair was knocking me off my feet.

"Naughty boy it's time for you to sleep. Mom and dad need to talk."

Toprak laid his head on the pillow with a smile on his face. I turned on the night-light consisting of stars and moons and closed the door of the room. My daughter took my face in my hands and kissed me. I hugged her waist and pulled her to me.

"I'm glad I have you. I love you very much." she said with tears in her eyes.

"Don't ever be sad. I love you so much. You and Toprak are in my responsibility now."

There was a sparkle of happiness in her eyes. She grabbed my arm and pulled me towards my bedroom. When we entered the room she untied her towel. She looked at the bed. "I don't want you to fuck me in the bed where you fucked my mother please buy us a new bed." she said. She lay down on the bed completely naked. She was looking at me from between her open legs.

"What are you waiting for? Come on make me a mom again."

After five months...

The cold winds of November were shaking the trees in the garden of our single-storey house. I was waiting for my daughter and Toprak in front of the veranda. As I walked left and right I tried to suppress my excitement thinking that I had more work to do in the garden and in the restoration of the house. Selling the house in the city and my old car settling on the island was perhaps one of the best decisions I had ever made. We had become a real family here.

Toprak had accepted me as his father. He found it normal for us to sleep in the same bed with his mother. Some nights he would sleep between us. When he got older he might question some things but for right then we were comfortable. Since everyone on the island knew us as husband and wife my daughter and I were living as if we were married. This was a blessing. I would talk to my son who was staying in the city from time to time. Of course he didn't know that I was living as husband and wife with his sister but it was enough for him to know that we were happy. Toprak ran out of the door of our one-storey house and came to me.

"Toprak how long did it take you to get ready? You're going to be late for school."

"Okay dad I'm ready."

"My love aren't you ready yet? We're going to miss the ferry." When I called out Ayça finally came towards the door.

"Okay my love. I'm here. You panic so much."

We walked together towards Toprak's school. As we entered the wreath-shaped school gate Toprak turned to his mother.

"Mom it will be determined today whether my sibling will be a boy or a girl right?" he asked.

My daughter and I looked at each other and laughed.

"It would be more accurate to say it's your siblings son. Your naughty father put two babies inside me."

End

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