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I stare at him.
“That’s when you began banging her, isn’t it?”
He shakes his head.
“Naw, man. We waited until she was legal. Even I’m not dumb enough to go there, but yeah, there was sexual attraction in the air, definitely. Romy’s like a younger version of her mom, except with bigger tits and a saucier attitude. Sure, I was destroyed after Camilla left, but let’s just say that I had a younger model in my bed soon after.”
I stare at him.
“Are you even divorced yet?”
He nods happily, his eyes still fixed on the cheerleaders as they go through their routine.
“Yeah, it just came through about three months ago. Trust me, I was so happy to get everything finalized, and Romy was too. After all, we love each other,” he says simply. “And finalizing my divorce was a big win for both of us. Romy and I celebrated, if you know what I mean,” George adds with a smirk. “She missed school for a couple days so we could enjoy the good news, and then had to miss another few days of school just to recover.”
I shake my head.
“Fuck,” is my only reply. But George just shrugs.
“What can I say? I adore the woman, and although right now, the optics are bad, I don’t give a fuck what other people think. Romy’s going to graduate in a year, and then we’re home free. Hell, I have half a mind to pull her out of school now because she doesn’t need a degree. She can get her GED, and my plans for her have nothing to do with academics. I want her home, pregnant with my babies,” he says with finality.
I stare at him.
“So you’re planning a life with Romy?” I ask in a low voice. “As in, getting married and having kids?”
He shrugs.
“Yeah, absolutely. Maybe we won’t get married right away because you can imagine how people will talk. But knocking that sweet filly up? That’s something that’s definitely on my list. I’ve always wanted kids, but Camilla was too old by the time we got married. But when one door closes, another one opens right? This time, it was just in the form of Camilla’s daughter.”
This entire conversation has me reeling because obviously, I misjudged George and Romy. I thought they were a dirty daddy-daughter duo who were having a bit of fun. In fact, I thought it was a finite thing. They’d have their little rendezvous and sooner or later, Romy would move out and the jig would be up. But now, I’m hearing talk of wedding bells, family, and even rugrats. Wow.
“So what’s bothering you, bro?” George asks, shooting me a sideways glance. “I know what I’ve told you is untraditional, but it works for us, so what can I say?” he shrugs. “Romy is my woman, and I intend to tell the world sooner or later.”
I nod slowly, gathering my thoughts.
“Well, I guess that’s how I feel about Piper as well,” I say in a slow tone. “I mean, I love her, and not just in a father-daughter way. There’s something romantic there, believe it or not.”
George nods, his blue eyes glinting.
“Then you’re on the right track already.”
“Of course, I can’t say that this is going to work out or anything,” I add hastily. “I mean, hell, I haven’t even fucked her for real yet. But I’ve been struggling around Piper. I’m so goddamned attracted to the girl, but it’s the guilt, you know? It’s the goddamn guilt holding me back.”
The other man nods knowingly.
“Yeah, I had that too, and I’ll give you a piece of unsolicited advice: the guilt may never go away. Hell, even now when I’m pounding Romy sometimes, I’ll have guilt. I’ll see how young and fresh she is, and how her pussy’s so ripe and juicy, and the guilt will come rushing back. It’s fucking unavoidable.”
I stare at him.
“So how do you deal with it?” I ask. “I mean, just live with it?”
The other man shrugs his broad shoulders.
“Yeah, pretty much. We’re not forcing Romy or Piper, bud. They’re adult women who are staying under our roofs, and to some extent, they make their own decisions.”
“Yeah, but Romy’s dependent on you for money, right? I mean, I’m definitely paying most of Piper’s bills. Her mom left her money, but I don’t want her to touch it, except to save up for college.”
George shrugs.
