MAGIC

Warm, not hot. It was early June in the Midwest. Temperatures were hitting high 70's. Breezes were from the south causing gentle ripples over the lake. Lawn mowers and riding mowers were heard throughout the neighborhood. At my house, it was no different, an acre and a half does not cut itself. I had already used the push mower to trim close to the cabin, fences, and trees; now I was on the riding mower getting the wide open spaces mowed.

I wasn't in any big hurry and stopped regularly for a taste of my beer. Often, one or another of the neighbors would pass near me and that was another reason to stop and sip some more beer before continuing on. The job was done by late afternoon with a couple neighbors coming by to toast our mutual success mowing. The Saturday afternoon lapsed into Saturday evening with nothing special to do.

I decided to get all the lawn tools cleaned up and put away before going in to get the dirt and grim off me in a warm shower, it was just too warm for a hot shower. I live alone now, my wife passed on a couple years ago driving home from a late night job. She had a heart attack that was unexpected. Since our kids were adult, not living at home, it was easy for me to sort out my life, do things I wanted to do but couldn't because of commitments. Now at 62, I was uncommitted, semi-retired, and enjoying a new life.

My oldest, my son, lives a couple states away with his wife and my youngest, my daughter lives close, about 20 minutes across town. My son is in his 30's and my daughter is in her late 20's. Both are very physically fit and have always been competitive. I see my daughter often and she likes to spend time with me at the lake, sometimes coming to stay the weekend. She likes to surprise me showing up at odd times, she has a key and lets herself in whenever she comes.

Since I told you I am semi-retired, let me fill you in with more details. I am 62, and if it weren't for lower lumbar degeneration, I'd be about six foot two inches. I am not physically fit like my kids, they didn't get fitness genes from me. I am somewhat overweight but pull it off by dressing to hide the weight. Naked, I'm fat. I do use a treadmill and bicycle around the lake so I do have a sense for fitness but I am a junk food junkie.

Now, let me tell you about my daughter. She is daughter on paper only, she was adopted when she was 19 months old while my wife and I lived in Korea. She was the daughter of a young woman who couldn't care for her, and released her to an international agency. We named our little girl Kari and when we moved back to the U.S. she became a naturalized citizen and Kari became her legal name.

Kari grew into a very pretty teen, petite, five foot two inches. Her small frame and Korean genes meant she was didn't have large breasts but they were firm and high, she was a 34A. Her waist was small and her hips carried a firm and very cute butt. Over the years, she stayed petite, even now she is a size four or five. She is just as firm in breast and butt now as then.

I was in the shower after getting things put away when I heard Kari's voice outside the bathroom door. "Surprise, guess who?"

"I hope it isn't the bathroom strangler, I don't want to die naked in the shower."

"Okay, then where do you want to die naked?" We often played off each other coming up with one liners like that. It was part of how we bantered keeping things fresh.

When I finished and dried, I called out that I left my clothes in the bedroom, "so cover your eyes as a naked old mans passes by." The bathroom door swung open and I stepped into short hall and leapt into the bedroom. I looked toward the open kitchen living room, did I see Kari stealing a look? I ignored that thought, closed the door and got dressed.

The day was warm, yet the nights got cool. Although I wore shorts, it was too cool to leave windows open. I closed the bedroom windows before going out. Kari had already closed the other windows as she was in shorts and light shirt also. "Oh good, you tightened up the rest of the windows. What are doing down here surprising me tonight. Although you are a nice surprise."

"I just decided to come down, spend a couple days since we are both off. Besides, there are a few things I want to talk to you about, life stuff." Kari was worried that I might waste away without someone in my life. She always used that life stuff language when we were going to talk about living alone.

"Silly girl, how many times am I going to tell you, I don't need a companion. The neighbors here are great, I have freedom to do just about whatever I want, I happy. Of all people, you know that." Even though my tone was serious, I did enjoy Kari's hints about female companionship. I think she really meant bedroom companionship.

"There are life stuff things to talk about you know. What about getting out for dinner and a couple drinks, life stuff?"

I decided to take the bait even though I figured I regret it. "You inviting me to take you out? Where do you want me to take you?" Actually, going out with a young attractive woman is an ego boost and I can gloat for a couple hours.

"How about we go to The Hut? Its only a couple miles, okay food, and cold drinks. You know people there, they know me, no big deal. I can change quick into long pants and so can you. It is cool enough for a light jacket."

"Well, lets get changed and go." I slipped back to the bedroom, changed, and came out faster than Kari was changed. She was just bending to pull up her pants. Her cute butt was encased in shear panties, I saw a hint of female vagina. "Sorry, came out too fast. You should have used the bathroom to change." I was suddenly having a blood flow problem from one head to another.

"I could have, but then I couldn't catch you sneaking a peek." Her movements were deliberate, not jerking her pants up to cover up.

"I wasn't sneaking a peek, you entrapped me. You were sneaking a peek when I came out of the shower." I was old enough not to get embarrassed but I knew I caught Kari in her peek sneak. She was red around the neck.

Getting to The Hut, Kari took my hand, not unusual for her in public with me. We strode in, found a booth that was empty, and sat. Usually, Kari sat across from me but tonight she scooted in next to me. A couple neighbors were there and we called out our hello's. The waitress was a neighbor's daughter who knew both Kari and I and knew the drinks we liked. She didn't take an order, she just brought the drinks.

"What you guys doing out tonight," she asked. "We don't usually see you this late."

Kari answered, "I need to get him out once in a while. If I don't, he gets boring." We all laughed as Renay eyed how close Kari was sitting.

"Renay, we want some dinner, has the cook gotten any better or do we have to eat the usual crap," I asked.

"Crap is the best you're going to get here. Patti melt basket is the special tonight." I looked at Kari, she nodded, and I ordered two.

A neighbor came over for a little conversation but left when our food came. While waiting for our food we'd ordered another drink each. While we ate, other folks we knew came up to say hello. The Hut was a typical red neck joint but no one ever felt out of place. The food was not bad for a small town bar, in spite of calling it crap. The cook took great pains to run a clean kitchen. We ate and had a third drink before settling up and heading out. Just like arriving hand in hand, we left holding hands.

"You are acting different tonight Kari, want to explain?"

"Not really, just life stuff." I let it die, she'll talk when she's ready. "Dad, lets a drive up to the ridge where we can see the river flow by."

I knew that was her thinking spot. When she wanted me to take her there, it often meant she had a complex issue to resolve leading to some opening her heart and soul. Our relationship was always like that, Kari was always more open with me than she had ever been with her mother.

"Some deep thoughts tonight? You always knew I could deal with your problems better than mom." No response, that told me the problem was more than just complex. I was about a ten minute drive to the point that loomed over the river. On a dark night, it was hard to make out any details of the valley or the river flowing below.

Tonight there was a moon that shown down giving the valley a slight glow. Even with the moon light, the river was hard to make out. Kari got out of the car stepping to the front to lean on the fender. "Dad, come here with me."

I stepped out and moved to her side. Kari put one arm around my back putting her other arm around my waste and squeezed herself tight against me. It was just natural that I take my arm and pull her into me. My arm went her shoulder and under her opposite arm. I was feeling her rib cage between her back and breast, my hand gently massaged her side.

"I like being with you dad," Kari whispered into my chest. "I am comfortable and confident with you. You know almost all my secrets and don't think badly of me no matter what I tell you."

"I take it there is another secret you want to tell me." I was whispering as well. "You'll tell me when you're ready."

I felt her chest rise and fall with her breathing. She didn't feel tense or nervous. I kissed the top of her head as I usually do, she hugged tighter, I pulled her tighter. "I want to be with you, dad."

I guessed what she meant, but replied, "You are with me all the time, when you're not here, you're here. When you are here, you closer." I wanted to hear her say the words she wanted to say. I did feel some tension rising.

"I'm talking life stuff. I want to be with you, in your house, in your life, in your bed." Kari got tight, she was waiting for me to say something. I continued to hug her tight waiting for the right moment, the moment she relaxed again.

Soon, Kari relaxed and the tension released, this was the moment, "Kari, how long have you felt this way?"

"Oh not too long, maybe about ten years, since I was 18 or 19. Not long."

"You silly little girl," answering in my often repeated line, "why have you held this for as long as you have? Worried about my response to you?"

"I am afraid you'll reject me with father daughter taboo talk. I don't care about taboos, I want you in every way a woman can have a man."

"Are you expecting me to be shocked, pull away, push you away? We're still locked in this embrace. But you don't know what you'll get. Age, 32 years apart. Overweight. Worse, premature ejaculation, not exactly lover bait for a strong sexual young woman."

"There are other ways to satisfy me you know." It seems Kari was baiting me again and I wasn't going to take it.

"Of course there are, tongue, fingers, tickling your g-spot. But the whole idea of foreplay is for the main event and no woman wants the main event to end before it starts. You have to know the facts before you leap into something less than you expect. Kari, I love you and not rejecting you."

"We can go now," Kari said in a matter of fact tone. Her decision was apparently made with no more discussion needed. We rode back to the lake, pulled into the garage, and started walking inside when Kari spoke again, "Where am I sleeping?"

"I think you made your decision, I'm not going to fight what you want. It wouldn't do any good any way."

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I wasn't sure how far Kari wanted to go or how far I could go; she had the facts. It wasn't too late but we decided to go to bed. I took care of my evening bathroom chores and added an extra chore of making I was clean. I slept in an old pair of gym shorts that were stretched and comfortable. Kari did her evening toilet rituals taking about as much time as I, maybe a bit longer. She wore nothing much different than I, but what she wore fit much more nicely.

We both looked at each other anticipating what was the next step. "We're not going to sleep if we just stand out here." Kari stated the obvious.

"Lets go to bed then." I turned to enter the bedroom while Kari turned out the lights in the house. The bedroom lights were off except for a dim bed side lamp. Kari came into the room finding I was already sprawling on the bed. "I hope you're going to give me some space, you're not sleeping alone tonight."

"What do you mean space, look at all the space you have. You could lay down and I'd never know you're here."

"That's not the expectation." Kari did lay down and turn toward me. "Are you afraid? I am."

I looked into Kari's eyes seeing a mix of love, fear, and something else that I couldn't pin down. "Afraid, like fearful? I'm afraid that crossing that invisible line changes everything for ever. We are close to that line and maybe we've already crossed it in our minds."

"Dad, you can touch me, I'm real. I am sure what I want and who I want it from."

I reached across the narrow space separating us, Kari reached out as well. Our bodies didn't move, just our arms. This was not sexual in any way, we touched casually on the shoulder, traced our hands down the other's arm and back up. I stared at my silly little girl knowing that everything was changing and changed. I lightly touched her neck with my finger tips, using my nails, I lightly ranked her cheek. Kari's hand fell to me chest just over my heart, I sensed her fingers reaching through my t-shirt, through my skin, parting my ribs to reach my heart, touch it, and take it to her. I was captured and making no attempt to escape.

Slowly, almost without perception of movement, we moved toward one another. It took minutes as we moved, still only touching arms, necks, cheeks, it was sensual but still not sexual; we did not touch forbidden zones, we didn't talk, we stared into the other's eyes. We were in sync mentally, no words were needed, we were connecting through touch and eye.

The space between us became millimeters. How could we be so close and still not have bodily contact? Out breaths were on each other, bodies all but touching, where this was headed, we both knew but we didn't slip past the last whisker of space separating father and daughter from man and woman.

Not sure if we surrendered the last speck separatingus simultaneously, but finally my arm was around her back, hers around mine as we drew each other into a lovers embrace.

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With morning breaking and sun starting to filter through the windows, I awoke with my silly little Kari still wrapped in an embrace. No, we hadn't done the deed, we only slept together but not slept together in a post sexual sleep. We hadn't taken off bed clothes to explored and caress our naked bodies. We spent the night in slumber, sleep, dreams.

Forget about the stories of the guy waking up with a raging ten inches of thick hard cock. Remember, I'm an older guy. I woke with a need to urinate. If anything was raging, it was my bladder. Carefully, I uncoiled myself from the sleeping Kari, cautiously got out of bed, and silently walked to the bathroom. I closed the bedroom door so she would not be disturbed, did my bladder flush and a toilet flush.

Awake now, I got coffee going, opened the blinds in the great room - living room kitchen combination, and took some time to look out across the lake pondering. The coffee maker began to gurgle telling me that my caffeine infusion was almost ready for work. My favorite coffee mug was on alert waiting for the coffee to warm it so it could warm me with contents.

My cup filled, I moved to the table, grabbed my tablet computer, and started my morning search of news, weather, email, and Facebook. I opened my Facebook wall and the first entry on my wall read, "My dad says I can live with him at the lake." Anyone who knew was would immediately understand that to mean sharing expenses, and keeping costs down, not untypical for family member to do. Kids are always moving back home. I'm glad it didn't read we were sleeping together.

I was working on a second cup when the bedroom door opened letting me see Kari coming out, quickly going to the bathroom, flushing, washing hands, and coming out for her coffee. "Not quite the coffee house coffee you like, good enough I hope."

Kari came behind my chair and gave me the little girl hug she used to give, but now I felt a whole new emotion and a pair of firm breasts against my back. "Whatever I have with you is exactly what I want. We will work on your coffee selection later." Kari poured her mug full and sat next to me, any closer and she'd be in my lap, not a bad place for her I thought. "Have you checked your Facebook page," she smiled her face flushing with a little redness.

"Yes, kids just can't stay from home. They keep coming back and disrupting a parent's life. What am I going to do with you," I demanded.

"There are a lot of things you can do with me and I may get those things started today, when you least expect it." Kari sipped her coffee and just smiled at me. "I might suggest you see your doctor for some chemical enhancement. Like see him Monday."

I didn't tell her that I already had some, only promised to do as she said. "Do you want some breakfast? Remember when you were young, we came down here and cooked pancakes? We can do that or have eggs and toast, or all three. I think I'm getting an appetite," I smiled and winked at her.

"Lets satisfy the food appetite first and work on other appetites after you get some assistance." I reached into the cupboard top shelf, and pulled out a prescription bottle, "Like these?" I set the bottle on the counter and shifted attention to eggs and toast with butter. "Kari, there is a lot you have to learn, we'll start learning later. Lets eat, shower, and take some time to walk around the lakes. Oh, heck, we have to think about getting your things moved. Where is all your stuff?"

Kari smiled at the bottle of Levitra as she looked at it. I was getting ready to make omelets with cheese and small bits of ham. "I already packed my car with everything I need now. Everything else is in a small storage garage that only costs ten dollars a month, no hurry there. I like the walk idea."

As Kari waited for her omelette and toast, she exclaimed, "I glad we didn't do anything last night, just having you close like that made me feel warm and secure, happy."

"We'll find the right time when we know its right. There is nothing we have to rush into." We finished eating, cleaned up the kitchen, and hit the showers, separately. After getting dressed, we went outside. The sun was warming the late morning air and warmed our bodies as we did a little stretching before our walk.

We chose to walk toward the west around the lake putting the sun at our backs. By the time we we would return, the sun would be in our face. The walk is about three miles around; however, there several circles we could around that would extend the distance to about four miles. We didn't have anything important to accomplish so we took on the circles and more scenery. We walked hand in hand and a brisk pace. Kari would prefer to run and I preferred walking. A faster pace was something of a compromise for us both.

Feeling the sun on her back, Kari broke hand hold to pull her t-shirt off. Her bikini top barely covered her petite breasts that were very firm and proud on her chest. She then quickly took my hand again. "Thought I'd like to feel a little sun on my skin, you're okay with it aren't you?"

"I bet those little triangles cost $30.00 or more. But it isn't the little triangles of cloth I'm supposed to look at, right?" We continued our walk holding hands and talking, getting stares from people out walking or working in their yards. "I wonder what the people staring are thinking, how lucky I am or what a gold digger she is.""I go with lucky daughter who has a dad who loves her."

"You sure state it better than I. By the way, I'd like to see the bottoms." Kari smiled telling me we can stop at the end of the main road just before the tree break and she would pull off her shorts.

"I'm not sure it will be good for the heart to see the bottoms, not much more material."

"If that isn't good for my heart then other stuff you're planning will kill me."

"We will have to take our time and build up to the rest."

"If you are going to expose more of your sweet self to me, I'll be a walking billboard for ready."

"Since you showed me your little bottle of ready, maybe I will have to go for full exposure."

"What I saw yesterday of your shear panty clad butt and beyond... Well, just what I saw, was pretty close to full exposure."

"I'm going to get you into better physical shape. We'll keep walking but when we get back to the cabin, I'm going to help you stretch your muscles and joints. Then we can think about exposure."

We walked around the largest of the lakes, there are actually four man made lakes that came about after flood control dams went in up river. "Why don't we walk a little more, down to Snake Lake and back, I'm getting loose and feel good." It was true, I was feeling limber and Kari agreed. The added distance was about a mile more, around 4.5 miles total.

Reaching home, Kari was true to her word, she helped me cool from the walk then laid out a large beach towel, told me to lay on it on my back. She started working my legs bending and twisting them, joints were popping and muscles were stretching. She did the same thing to my arms making my shoulders more limber than they have ever been. She rolled me onto my stomach and worked legs and arms again. Everything was popping and snapping. When she attacked my spine, I heard every vertebrae pop, even my lumbar that had some damage felt good.

Kari told me not to move for about 15 minutes. I figured I wouldn't move for about 15 hours. "I'll call you when you can move. You have to let your joints relax after being stretched and popped. Then come in and take a hot shower. I'll fix us a salad for lunch with a little something special on the side." She winked and wiggled, I wondered what would be on the side.

I guess it was 15 minutes when I heard Kari call out to get up slowly. It didn't take long to figure why she meant slowly, I was extremely loose even after resting from the stretching. I did make it to the house and into the shower, the hot water felt good as it cascaded over my body. I'd had a shower earlier in the morning, this shower was refreshing after walking and being stretched.

Kari called lunch ready while I was drying. Quickly dressed, I went into the kitchen area to have my salad still wondering what the something special on the side was. The something special was a protein drink, low carbs, lots of vitamin B-complex. "After we eat, you can help me unpack my car."

"Then what after that, anything special?" After the something special on the side, I was afraid of what Kari had on her mind. It could be anything from walking to bicycling, more stretching to swimming in the lake - too cold still for swimming.

"I thought we might sit on the deck and have some fruit. We really do have a lot to talk over before we consummate our new life. Later tonight I was thinking some shell fish with some nice vegetables, broccoli, spinach."

"Beer is out then? I may have to rescind my desire for you in my bed. You're taking all my fun away. You're mean."

"I want to lean you out so we will have fun in bed. When I'm done with you you'll be a lean mean, I'll skip a word, machine."

"Skipped words in sentences is bad grammar."

"Some skipped words are not polite, and I'm a polite girl who doesn't use bad language."

The lunch was better than salad, it had bits of nuts, a mix of crisp greens including fresh peas and green beans, some of my favorites. The dressing was a vinaigrette with fresh Italian herbs, and light extra virgin olive oil. The mix of flavors and crunchy vegetables with leafy greens was good. Tomatoes would be good, but I didn't have any.

We cleaned up the kitchen as we did after breakfast, put everything away. I asked Kari if she wanted some hot tea and put a kettle on to boil. The whistle of the kettle told us water was hot. "I have several teas Kari. You want green, oolong, Canadian orange pekoe? I'll use the tea ball and make a pot."

Kari came over to check the selection saying, "Why don't we mix some green and oolong. That is a good combination for antioxidants." I warmed the pot with water, emptied it, filled the tea ball, dropped it into the pot and poured the water. The tea steeped as we wiped the table on the deck.

"Kari, I have got to ask you directly, why do you want to live with me as a lover not a daughter? Everything considered, I'm not a catch for a young active 20-something. And you know the rest of the story as well, I can't always fulfill. You can have your choice of guys."

"Dad, I've had my choice of guys, and none measured up ... to my standards. I have standards you know. I haven't been reckless, you know that I've been with four guys total, I tell you everything. The only thing I didn't tell you and have been afraid of is telling you, you are my standard even if you're not always able to fulfill me, as you say. Now that mom is dead, I feel it is time to come out."

Pondering her confession for a while, I posed some thoughts and questions. "How do you want to live outside the house? What are we going to tell people? You know, this is my daughter Kari and we sleep together probably won't work well. Neighbors know you as daughter, if you want to be open about sleeping arrangements, we'll probably have to sell and move, move where, move how? Stay here and live openly as lovers and we will be hit with every kind of ridicule you can think of. We'd be miserable."

Kari fell more silent than I'd been. I hoped she was thinking rather getting emotional as she often does. Minutes passed then a sigh escaped. "Well, maybe we move where no one knows us. Until then I'll have to be your no-tell lover. People already know we hug and hold hands so it will be easy to stay somewhat normal until we can become open lovers. We'll be fine and we can start exploring places to live, out of state, or maybe out of the country."

'Kari, we are talking so matter of fact about our love life together, we haven't even kissed to seal our new relationship." We were standing on the deck overlooking the lake as we drank our tea. I pulled my little Kari to me, held her close, looked into her eyes as I leaned in to kiss her as a lover not a daughter.

As our lips touched, my mind wondered back to all the nights I kissed her good night, one cheek, the other, then a peck on the lips. Now, it wasn't night, she wasn't a little girl, and I was laying an open mouth, wet tongue, passion filled, lust controlled kiss on her, and she was giving it back. My hands slid down her waste, to her hips and cupped her butt in both hands. I was experiencing an excitement in my other head and sure Kari was feeling it. She was humping against me, grinding into me. Her breath was coming hard, mine was too.

We kissed, touched, tugged against each other for many minutes. There was electricity flowing, magic was happening. Kari began making loud moans that built in intensity until finally she humped hard into me. My hands cupping her tight butt held tightly as she moaned and cried. "Dad, you're making me cum." Kari let out a crying moan into the afternoon sun as she her orgasm took control of her body.

The tea was cold but we were hot.We decided to drive into Canada, crossing from North Dakota into Manitoba at the north end of U.S. Interstate 29. This trip was on a whim and nothing else, I had not seen my relatives on my mother's side in over 30 years. For no other reason than that did Kari and load the car and take off.

Kari and I cemented our relationship as lovers not father and daughter last summer and now we wanted to take a long trip to see sights. Kari knew we would have to be father and daughter with our relatives. However, getting there would mean several nights in motels. I joked about all sex education I got in Catholic school consisted of "motel spelled backwards is letom." Kari was quick to reply that "letom" is what she had in mind.

The trip from Manitoba would have us driving through Ontario and Quebec to reach New Brunswick and the area where my mother, Kari's grandmother, grew up. We decided to follow routes taking us through very rural parts of the provinces. Although Canada is very progressive and liberal in urban areas, rural areas, where the population is smaller is more old school leaning to conservative. Rural Canada is agricultural in much the same way as is the U.S.

On our first night in Canada, we stopped at a small motel in west central Ontario. There was a little cafe serving the next best thing to home made. The people were inquisitive about us as foreigners and I had the place captivated with stories of my New Brunswick connection, small town Canada, family part of the founding immigrants from Ireland. They had never met an "American" with the knowledge of Canada I had. By time we ate our food, told stories, had some desert and tea, we seemed to be accepted in the town.

Kari nudged me along, "We have an early wake up if we are going to get across Ontario and into Quebec tomorrow." I knew we didn't have any time frame to meet and, also knew Kari had plans for the night that might include sleep at some point. We said good nights and heap thanks on the crowd for listening and making us feel comfortable. We heard a lot of "See ya Yank. Come back any time."

The town was very small, the motel was less than half a block from the cafe and both ends of the town couldn't have been more ten blocks apart. In the room, Kari suggested we shower, get the grit off, and relax. "Don't know that I trust the motel to have enough hot water for two showers," I said, "Maybe we should conserve water and shower together." I was grinning and Kari was already skimming off her clothes.

"The last one is screwed," she joked as her pants hit the floor leaving her in just bra and panties.

"The first one is screwed by the last one in and unless you've had an anatomy change since this morning, you're screwed anyway." I began removing my clothes but looking at Kari's lovely body was seeing a dream in the flesh. Her long black hair framed her face and fell straight behind her shoulders. As her bra came off and her firms breasts came into view, my natural instincts took over. Kari is very firm from many hours in the gym, her 34A breasts don't really need a bra. Her nipples were tiny and centered perfectly on quarter size pink points.

My shirt came off, my T-shirt, and jeans hit the floor soon after. I didn't wear under pants and shaved my pubic hair. Knowing that Kari wanted to share our bodies, I was already feeling a growing in my loins. I took a Levitra with my tea at the cafe knowing that she would do everything she could to keep me erect into the night, and I loved it.

Kari wore shear panties that revealed her lovely firm butt and her shaved pubic mound. Her narrow waist swept gracefully into her hips and down to legs that were well toned and strong. Her panties slipped off her hips and fell to the floor. I walked toward her and the bathroom, stopped as I reached her, took her in my arms for a lovers embrace and kiss. Her five foot two inch frame was about a foot below my six foot two frame but we learned to make height a benefit. Kari felt warm and loving, her kiss was open, hot, passionate. We walked into the shower.

We showered quickly, it was sensual though. We massaged each other as we soaped our bodies, I never tire of feeling her body, smooth, warm, firm. Kari soaped me with equally sensual touches. Although I was still overweight, she had coaxed me into health eating and weight was pealing off. She didn't seem to care about the weight, she surrendered her body to me with much love. I knew that this night would be no different.

We dried ourselves and moved toward the bed. "Dad I want you to give me a big Ontario 'O' tonight. I want you to exhaust me."

I pulled her naked form into me and whispered, "I will do everything I can." Our embrace developed into heavy passionate kissing and body part fondling. Kari groped my but cheeks with one hand and stroked my cock with the other. Her vagina was my target, already highly excited, Kari was lubricated with her natural oils.

Our breathing was heavy and we were both moaning. I placed the tip of one finger on her tiny clit which sent a shock through her body. She jerked, crying loudly before thrusting her pubic bone hard onto me hand. Giving her bud another touch set her; she must have been ready and waiting for her release, she jerked and spasmed on my hand as she flooded it and herself with a torrent of her vaginal fluid. "Oh, daddy, oh, daddy, oh daddy," she screamed out letting herself slump into me.

I guided us to the bed and laid her down. She was still is an orgasmic state as I lay my head between her legs, kissing my way to her love junction. I wasn't planning to let her rest from the first orgasm of the night. I licked at her vaginal opening, tasting her musk. I circled my tongue around but not touching her sensitive clit. I tongued her opening again letting it sink into her as far as I could. Kari was at the point of another orgasm, close but not just there.

I inserted one finger in her vagina to rub against her g-spot. I hit the mark, Kari rolled her hip and arched her back as the elusive gland behind the pubic bone drove her into erotic gyrations. Finger on her g-spot, I tongued her clit. Those two spots receiving attention made her scream again as her second orgasm hit harder than the first. I did not relax my attention, I hoped Kari would continue to orgasm multiple times.

It seemed she was continuing to cum as she continued to arch her back and squeeze my finger in vice grip of vaginal muscles. I was beginning to fear that someone would hear her screams and call the local police. I knew she was vocal, but tonight she was exceeding her usual volume. I can't begin to guess how many orgasms vibrated through her body, I knew it was five or six. I think she was overcome from the mix of pleasure and exertion as her body went limp falling to the bed. Only then did I stop the onslaught to her very well fingered and tongued pussy.

"No more, no more," is all she said when she recovered. "No more OntariOs. Please no more."

I lay myself beside her content knowing I had given her what she asked for. Although I had not reached my own orgasm, I was happy to just hug my silly little Kari in my arms. "Daddy, I love you very deeply." That was the last she said as she fell asleep. Soon, I was also asleep.

I don't know what time it was, small hours of the morning, I awoke to a feeling of pressure on my lap. The pressure came and passed gently. When I was fully alert, I realized Kari was the pressure. She had impaled herself on my cock. I must have stayed hard while I slept or she use her tiny mouth to suck life into me. On her next downward push, I met her mid thrust with an upward thrust. Apparently she was not expecting it, she cried out softly as our pubic bones connected.

"Not so hard, I'm sore."

I had to reach up wanting to pull her torso into mine. "Let me feel you laying against me. We'll be slow. No need for fucking, lets gently make love." Kari relaxed her body against me. That released me from being deeply in her vagina. We were able to easily work our hips in slow rolling motions that kept tension on her clit without putting pressure on her.

"Oh my silly little Kari, what a wonderful love you are. You make me feel very lucky with each breath I take." I looked into her eyes seeing a mix of love and tear as we embraced and loved each other with our bodies. "Is that a tear in your eyes? Kari, why?"

"Why do you think? I'm happy, finally happy. I have the one love I've always wanted and am loving the one I've always loved." She was full of surrender, captured, incarcerated and she had me jailed in her loving cell.

"Kari, you're love is beyond what I could ever dream of and I just want you to have my love completely."

Sitting upright again, Kari began to ride me harder. I guessed she was getting close and would be having another cum, no doubt less intense that the ones she had earlier. "Cum daddy, I want you in me in every way." Kari was close and I couldn't hold back. I thrust my hips into with a hard push and released my 63 year old sperm into her waiting 29 year pussy. "Oh, that's nice. I'm cumming to daddy, just a little but I'm cumming too." Kari fell forward onto me and we fell asleep still joined.

Waking a few hours later, I was surprised we were still joined at the hip. Even more surprising, I was still hard. Kari said she was sore, how could she keep me in her?

"Did you keep me plugged all night dad," was her waking question.

"You're on top of me. You kept me plugged in." Barely awake, Kari was moving hips against me.

"Well, we better do something with that plug. Any cream filling left?" Her breasts were puffed full and her nipples were tight points at the tip. We thrashed about making love in one moment and giving each other a demanding fuck the next; our orgasms came a went without the fanfare of Kari's screams from last night, we were both very satisfied. We showered, grabbed some breakfast to go, a thermos of coffee, and headed east toward Quebec.

In the year since we decided to be lovers and not father daughter, we'd had some deeply erotic nights. Last night and this morning ranks high on that list.

********* We were in no hurry to reach New Brunswick, the destination is not the trip. We took secondary roads through Ontario into Quebec. We began encountering hills as we climbed into the mountains of eastern North America. By night fall we were into central Quebec, well off the main Trans-Canada route.

We pulled off for the night in a village with an old motel, a collection of small cabins. It didn't look as though anyone passed there in decades. The manager spoke a smattering of English and were able to get one of the cabins, found a quaint general store and stocked up for dinner and breakfast, nothing perishable. The store had fresh vegetables and fresh fruit that probably came from local growers. We washed and ate fresh vegetables for dinner with a little local wine.

It got dark early in these hills and we were on the eastern side of a rather steep hill, darkness fell here suddenly. There were two television channels available, both French speaking and neither very interesting, TV didn't last long. Kari was sitting on the edge of the bed and I was sitting in the old dusty, 50s era lounge chair in one corner facing the TV.

Kari walked over to me and straddled my lap facing me. "Any idea what we can do tonight? We could drink some more wine. Maybe a Quebec quicky?" I understood the pattern, Ontario O, Quebec quicky, I wondered what she might come up with in New Brunswick, probably not much staying with cousins.

I wrapped my arms around Kari's waist as she draped her arms over my shoulders around my neck. "I thought you were sore from the g-spot massage and two rounds last night and this morning. But I guess a quickie won't add too much to the rawness. Besides, in New Brunswick, you'll have plenty of time to recover since we are staying with cousins... in separate bedrooms."

Kari gave me a pout and her sad eye look, "You better make me real sore then. I picked up a tube of lube at the general store, you didn't know that did you?"

With Kari straddling my hips, her butt was stretched tight across my lap. "You are a very naughty girl," I said as I landed several hard blows from my hand on her tight butt. She squirmed from the assault rubbing her vagina up and down my lap. She was excited, as was I. We began undressing ourselves. "I hope the Levetra from last night still has some residual affect. I think we're going to get very naughty."

When we were finally naked and kissing with passion, Kari was squeezing my butt cheeks as I played and rubbed her back and butt. We liked to explore each others senses with touch and tonight, Kari was exploring me deeply, exploring my sphincter with her fingers. It was exciting to have her do that, she knew I liked anal play. When we were feeling really kinky, I let her butt fuck me with a dildo we bought together. Then I remembered the lube comment, "You brought toys didn't you?"

"We may have to stay an extra day, I think you'll be too sore to sit in the car and I know I will."

**********

In the year that Kari and I have been lovers, I've explored sexuality. I've always had a streak of kink in me, tried anal with my wife when she was alive, she didn't like it and wouldn't let me do it. Kari is a little more open and we've tried it a couple times. I learned that anal sex does not mean there has to be penetration. Kari likes when I put my cock at her anal opening and simply rub against it - does make for messy orgasms and sticky ass. When she is ready for penetration, if she wants it, she pushes back against me, relaxes her sphincter and lets me in. Most of the time it is just my cock head that penetrates and her muscle contractions make me cum quickly.

I've read articles about the male anal structure and found the prostate is much like the female g-spot. I've also learned that men can enjoy anal penetration and prostate massage, which can produce prostate orgasms that are very intense. We openly talk about sexual desires and Kari was not surprised to learn I was interested in receiving anal. One day she came home with a small toy from a sex shop, it was six inches long and only one and a quarter inches thick. It didn't take long to realize that I like longer and much, much, thicker.

"You said Quebec quicky. Sounds like you changed your mind." I was smiling at Kari's devilish grin. She had a gleam in her eyes that meant passion.

"Dad, I have a surprise for you, I bought before we left." Kari opened her suitcase and produced a double dildo. "You know how I plan to use this?" Her question was more rhetorical than asking for an answer; I waited for her to tell me.

She used her little girl daddy voice, "Daddy, this will fill you, and fill me while you fill me. I'm getting your butt and my butt at the same time you get my little girl hole." The dildo was 24 inches long one end thicker than the other to satisfy multiple locations. I could tell one end was slightly over two inches thick staying thick up to about eight inches long before tapering down to about one and a quarter inches.

"We better make sure we're clean before getting dirty," I smiled at Kari as she was already trying to penetrate me dry. "Bring your new toy, we can play in the tub. Did you see how large it is?"

Kari pulled me by my cock into the cabin's bathroom. It had a European water heater and didn't know anything about using it, the water came out cold only. "We had these when we lived in Germany. You have to push this button and wait for the water to heat, maybe fifteen minutes. How can we fill 15 minutes," I asked as I smiled.

Kari was already damp between her legs as she pulled me by the cock again to the bed. "Make me dirty so the bath will be necessary." There was no fanfare, she wanted her Quebec quicky now.

Kari grabbed two pillows and placed them under her butt. She exposed herself to me bent her legs at the knee. I took her in one thrust, burying myself balls deep. Kari's loud gasp was a mix of surprise and satisfaction. Out of reflex, she raised her legs higher and wrapped them behind my back. We didn't move for a few moments just enjoying the sensation of being lovers not father and daughter.

It wasn't long before Kari began flexing her vaginal muscles against me and rotating her hips against me. I slid out slightly and rolled my hips into her as she rotated into me. We knew each others rhythm and the pace we wanted. We held tight against each other for a few seconds before another hip movement. Nice and slow until Kari pulled her legs higher letting me hook my arms behind her knees and jab her hard. As much as I didn't want to cum, and she knew it, we both knew that I wouldn't last long since I wasn't shy to tell her I am usually premature.

"Its okay, cum in me, it will be better the second time. Just fuck me daddy." I sensed she wasn't too far from her own cum as I continued to jab into her wet vagina.

A few seconds more and I turned loose my load but kept pumping away to get Kari off. I wasn't wrong, she was close. Her loud moan was not a screaming orgasm, but she was cumming, I felt her pussy juice around my cock and pussy walls contract against me. "Oh daddy, that was a nice quicky, I didn't expect to have a cum. It was nice."

"Yes, sex with you is so very enjoyable, I love you body against me. I love your openness about sex wanting to try anything new. You are the perfect love of my life, Kari." I shrank quickly and slipped from her pussy. "Now we need that bath."

As we went into the bathroom, the water heater was just ending the heating cycle. I turned on the hot water and was glad it was very hot. I could mix some cold water to bring the temperature down and fill the tub deeper. Kari sat on the toilet and emptied her bladder and pussy.

The tub water was not hot but comfortably warmer than a usual tub. We slipped into it feeling the water encase us in its relaxing warmth. I knew we'd want more hot water later and reset the water heater to warm another tank full.

Kari was leaning into me resting on my chest as I rested on the back of the tub. I reached a wash cloth and soap, soaked the cloth and soaped it. I began to wash Kari's chest and neck slowly working in gentle circles down toward her breasts. Her nipples were tight little swollen tips and the first rub of the cloth against her nipples caused her to moan and wiggle hard into me. The water level was too high for me to wash lower but I continued my strokes down her stomach to her pubic bone. The mountain water here was naturally soft and as I gently rubbed her vaginal lips, she moaned again. I moved the cloth to touch her lightly just above her clit, no pressure, just sensual touch. Kari immediately opened her legs to my touch.

"Oh daddy, be careful where you touch. The hot water and your body are not a good mix. I may have to..." She gasped again as I touched her clit directly.

"Have to what my cute little Kari?" I wasn't hard but feeling her back and hips against me was having an effect. "Can we play with your new toy?" As Kari mover to get it, I made a swift move to make sure my ass was washed and clean. Kari sat back down opposite me with the toy in the water giving it a good wash.

"Stand up, dad, turn around." I did as told feeling Kari massaging my sphincter and applying soap as a lube. The wide end was pushed into me and I let out a moan as it slid into my bowels. "Turn around, face me." Kari was on her knees and my cock disappeared into her mouth when I turned. One hand held my cock and her other was working the dildo in and out.

We had talked about the prostate and Kari knew the angle to keep pressure on it. I was still not hard but she was milking my prostate, my semen was flowing from having my p-spot milked.

"Kari, let me sit down so you can have some of this toy too." I sat against the back of the tub but was careful to slid my body well forward so I wasn't sitting squarely on the dildo. Kari turned and sat on my legs so her little butt was visible and I could toy with her sphincter. She was relaxed as I put the thin end against her cute butt hole. I pushed, she opened up, at least four inches slipped into her.

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming already. Daddy, oh fuck." Kari was thrashing against the dildo in her butt and pushed more into her, maybe two more inches. She was wild in her orgasm without any vaginal stimulation.

Dare I push more? Maybe a little. Could she take another inch? She was still riding out her orgasm as I gave her some more dildo up her tight butt. "A little more daddy, a little more." She begged for more as her orgasm continued into another spasm.

Her movements against the dildo caused the end in me rub my prostate and sitting on the dildo was putting intense pressure on my prostate. "Kari, I going to have a p-spot orgasm with you. Oh fuck, it feels powerful. I exerted pressure against the dildo and my cock spewed semen in a rush like I was peeing.

"Oh dad, how much is in me? That was outrageous. I've never cum without having my pussy fucked."

We were settled from our orgasms as I began to pull the toy from Kari's butt. When it was out, I held it up for her to see, "That's about eight inches, as much as I can take." I let my end slide from butt.

"We better drain this tub and use the shower wand to finish washing. There is probably a mess we need to clean." The tub drained fast and the water was hot again. I mixed the hot and cold valves to the right temperature so we could finish washing with soap and water.

We toweled dry leaving the two foot rubber snake in the tub. When we were dry, I took the dildo and soap with the remaining hot water and gave it a good wash. "Just in case," I smiled.

We were both weak fro our orgasms as we fell hard onto the bed. Kari laid on top of me as we began sharing deep loving kisses, our bodies reacting to one another. We explored and touched, fondled and groped. I was feeling myself growing stiff under Kari's body. Kari was wiggling atop me as her desire built. I cupped her warm, firm butt cheeks pulling her into me. Our pubic bones rubbed hard. Reaching further down, I opened her ass to explore her little anus muscle. At the contact, Kari involuntarily squeezed against my finger rotating her hips against my finally and fully stiff cock. Then she relaxed a little and her ass opened to my touch. We were ready to consummate our love again.

Kari raised her hips from contact with me only to grasp my cock and place it at her tight vaginal opening. She rode down on my cock until she had it completely captured in her pussy. All the time, I struggled to keep a finger in her butt hole.

Since we already made love once and I had a powerful p-spot orgasm in the bath, I was pretty sure I'd last a while inside my silly little Kari, she must have sensed it too. She was sitting high rubbing her g-spot against my cock. Her angle against me gave me a sweet view of her breasts capped by swollen nipples jutting out. Those firm breasts seemed to defy gravity even as she rode against my cock. Where we were joined, pubic mound exposed, I watched as she rose slightly then fell back against me. Her breath was fast but she wasn't close to orgasm yet, our pace was not fast and not furiously demanding.

My free hand reached the dildo and Kari nodded yes. I removed my finger from tight little sphincter and maneuvered the dildo into place. Kari was not well lubed but she wasn't dry either, her tight little hole relaxed just enough to let the toy break through just a couple inches. Her reaction was a loud moan feeling the dildo fill her ass as my cock filled her pussy. She clenched her vaginal wall against my cock, I knew she had also clenched against the dildo.

Kari held me in her grasp for several seconds, I couldn't move my cock or the dildo. Against she gasped loudly and released a gush of her natural lube, so tight against me, her g-spot must have given her a little cum. When she relaxed, she fell over my torso. Our lips met in a passion filled kiss. Her stiff nipples felt like pencil erasers against my chest. This was to my advantage and I gave her more dildo, I felt the dildo against my cock through the membrane between her anus and vagina.

"Oh, enough! Let me rest. I had a little cum, give me a minute." Kari was sighing and moaning, not moving, completely relaxed, in sexual bliss. I wrapped my arms around her waist using my fingers to kneed her soft firm butt cheeks. I used just enough pressure to rock her against my cock gently.

Kari laid her head on my chest while I continued kneading her firm butt cheeks and rocking her on my cock. I was near cumming although I was pretty sure Kari wasn't. "Daddy, can I tell you something," she whispered so silently I could hardly hear. "One more thing would make me more happy than ever."

"Kari, oh fuck, I want to cum."

"Cum, daddy, make me happy with your cum in my fertile pussy. Make me have a baby."

"Oh Kari, I'm cumming." She gasped as I came a second time in her tonight. The dildo still in her ass and my cock in her pussy, her muscles squeezed tightly against both invaders as she squealed in her own little cum.

After a few seconds, Kari pulled off me, quickly rolled on her back, and arched her hips high in the air. The dildo still deep in her ass, she pulled it out slowly with hips still high in the air. Finally, recovering from my lust driven thinking, it dawned on me, Kari said fertile pussy.

With surprise and another emotion I couldn't identify, I said, "Fertile and baby! You said fertile and baby! What are you talking about, fertile and baby?"

"I want to have a baby with you. Last year when I confessed you are my perfect man, I knew then that we were going to have a baby. Two months ago I stopped using birth control and my cycle is normal again. Yesterday and today I hit my cycle high." The look on her face, in her eyes, was concern and some freight of my reaction. "Daddy, this is how much I love you," tears were forming in her eyes. "I'll know in about 12 or 14 days. We will know."

"I guess its a little late to ask, are you sure. I wonder if my sperm is strong enough. Kari, is this another time that you were afraid to talk to me about what you wanted? Like the weekend we stripped the cloak of father and daughter?"

Her tears were flowing and her voice shook as she weakly said yes. It had been several minutes of Kari holding her hips high allowing my sperm to flow deeply into her womb. She relaxed down to the mattress holding her legs together. "You don't sound mad, are you mad, did I do something wrong?" Her tone was much like I remember when she was six or seven.

"Well, yes you did something wrong by not telling me what you wanted. If I'd known, I would have gone to the urologist to see if I had the balls to become a father." Hearing me say balls made her giggle through her tears. "You better let me rest for a couple hours. Then we might want to try again."

Kari smiled, wiped her tears, and turned toward me. "Again?"

"You did say we might want to stay another day, but now, not because we're sore. What's the best position to launch a full attack on a tiny egg?" I pulled her naked body to mine, we began kissing and hugging, even though our last sex was many long minutes ago, Kari's nipples were still very stiff and dug into my chest, she was involuntary gyrating her hips in sexual motion. I was not touching her in any sexual way except to hug and kiss. My cock was limp, not making contact with her in any sexual way.

"Oh gawd, daddy, I'm cumming. Oh shit, fuck, I'm cumming. No sex, I'm cumming." Kari gave a loud scream as her orgasm took control of her body. I hugged her as tightly as I could but her orgasm was strong and her body shook as great waves overtook her.

When she calmed down, relaxed into me, I told her something I'd read once about orgasm and pregnancy, "I read once that female orgasm helps sperm penetrate into the womb and find the egg."

"But why did I cum when we weren't even making love? That has never happened to me before. Maybe it means something." Kari relaxed deeply into me, the stiff points of her nipples relaxed, she was limp, entering a slumber.

"Yes, Kari, my silly little girl, maybe it does." I fell into a slumber as well.

**********

It was several hours later when I had to get up to pee. Slowly, I peeled myself away from the sleeping Kari. I looked at my phone and saw the time as 3:16 in the morning. I made it to the bathroom, closed the door and gave my bladder its release. After finishing, I flushed and went to the sink where there was just enough light to see somewhat clearly. The water was clod and I didn't turn on the small water heater above the sink. I washed myself in case Kari woke and wanted to play.

Done, I went back to bed, laid down, and turned toward Kari. "Daddy, what were you doing," her half awake voice asked.

"I had to pee and wash a little. Go back to sleep."

"No, I have to pee too, and wash a little." I could hear the giggle in her voice fully aware of what she meant.

As I relaxed back into the bed, I realized I was getting aroused by the thought of more sex. Faking being asleep when Kari came back to bed, I felt her lay down close to me. Her hand wrapped around my slightly grown cock. "You better not be asleep. If you are, I'll squeeze your nuts."

"And, then you won't get any sperm."

Kari was shifting around moving pillows. She then positioned herself stomach down with the pillows under her hips. Like this, her cute ass was high in the air and her little pussy was fully exposed. Even in the dim light this view was erotic to see. I was getting harder and moved myself to lay atop her. Kari felt my hardening cock at her entrance. "Come in, the doors open," she whispered.

"You're already wet," I was surprised as I said that. I slipped into her completely.

"Oh gawd yes, that feels good. Take it slow, get completely hard, I want you in me as long as you can." Kari was sighing and moaning as I swayed against her ass, cock in her pussy. It wasn't long until her sweet body brought me to full length. "Slow, nice and slow, no rush. Love me daddy."

"The only thing I want to do is love you Kari." I slowly began to roll my hips, pulling away only slightly before reversing back in. This pace went on for many minutes, how long didn't matter, 15 minutes, 25 minutes, time was no longer important. Important only was our connection to one another.

"I want it now daddy, fuck me. Make me cum, give me your cum." I increased my thrusts, pulling out until only my cock head was held in her pussy before driving back into her depths. Kari's cries and moans were building as was the tightening of her muscles against my cock. My sperm release was pending too.

"Oh Kari, I can't believe I'm ready to give you more cum." I continued the pace sensing Kari was almost there too.

"Cumming daddy, cumming." Kari screamed into the mattress as her muscles spasmed. She was having a strong orgasm again. Her shudders, shakes and cries were more than I could take. I drove into as hard as I could keeping my cock buried at full length as sperm rushed down my shaft into her waiting womb.

"Oh Kari, what have we done. From father and daughter to father and mother." I continued to stroke my cock in her pussy even though I was shrinking. I wanted to remain hard and spill more sperm into her. But what my mind wanted and what age allow are two different things.

"Are you betting I'm pregnant?" Kari tightened her muscles holding me in place. "Oh daddy, do you want me to be pregnant?"

"Yes, damn it, yes, I do."

After that admission, we fell asleep again not waking until the sun was high in the sky. We bathed again, dressed, arranged for another night, which was hard since we were the only guests, the went walking around the village stopping in the little cafe for lunch.

The lunch was really satisfying, light salad, soup, platter of ground beef with melted cheese and cottage fries. We ended our meal with tea and fresh apple pie. The tea was a traditional loose leaf tea with some tea leaves settled to the bottom.

"I remember a story mom used to tell of a fortune teller in Bath. She read tea leaves and was considered very accurate. So much so, the story goes, she quit reading leaves. I wonder what is in our leaves"

Kari looked at me a little strangely, "You believe that stuff? Sounds a little odd to me."

"I'm am a skeptical believer. You've heard me tell my stories of paranormal. They are only stories until you experience them."

As I talked, a woman, older than me, passed the table and stopped. She began speaking French to us then realized we didn't understand. "English," she asked and out nod yes told her we spoke English. Her accent was thick but we understood. "Little girl, pretty little girl."

I said thank you and agreed that Kari is a pretty little girl. Her next statement was a shock to us both, but mostly Kari, "No, I mean baby, pretty girl. It is in her body but only just there today. Maybe a boy someday."

Kari asked, "How do you know?"

"It is in your eyes, they glow," the woman said as she walked away.

"Well, what do you think about fortune tellers now?" I had a little gloat in my voice.

"We'll just have to wait for a few days. I'm not sure I can believe some passing gypsy."

Leaving the cafe, we walked through the village that wasn't much more than a few buildings on the main road and fewer homes on side streets. The village was quaint, nothing special as rural villages go. "Kari, you know our cabin isn't large enough for a family. My income isn't enough to buy a larger home. What are we going to do to raise a baby? There is my age too."

Kari ceased the moment, "If the gypsy was right, you age planted a baby in me. We'll figure out what to do. My income is growing now that school is done and I'm in practice. We'll have money. Lets go back to our room now. I think we may need to lay down for a while."

Kari's voice had all the tones of more than laying down. "Do you think I'm up for another performance?"

"You're not up now but I know what gets you up. Maybe a little chemical enhancement is called for too."

"Tomorrow, we really have to get through Quebec and into New Brunswick, leave early and drive hard."

"Oh, I like the sound of drive hard." Kari's giggle told me what she had in mind.

We got back to the little motel cabin finding it was cleaned and refreshed. I went to my hygiene kit, retrieved my Levetra, and popped one in my mouth. Kari opened some wine, we sipped wine and watched a little TV. In French it had little meaning but it was a distraction from all the sexual tension and baby talk of the night before and most of the day today.

Kari got up going into the bathroom. She stayed there for some time, freshening herself I figured. The toilet flushed and water ran in the tub. She must have been using the shower wand. A few minutes more passed and when Kari came back, she was indeed refreshed and naked. Her body never ceases to have the desired effect on me.

"Well, you're thinking a little afternoon delight, can I be of some assistance?" I began removing my shirt and loosening my belt as Kari paced slowly toward me. My shirt and pants were on the floor as she encircled me in her arms.

We did experience afternoon delight and went to sleep early.

**********

Next morning early, we packed, loaded the car, had a quick shower, paid our bill, and hit the road for New Brunswick. We left the rural roads hitting the main highways where we could pick up speed. Miles disappeared in the rear view mirror as more miles lay ahead. It was mid afternoon when we crossed into New Brunswick and I called my cousin to tell her we were about 75 miles away probably getting into Bath sometime between 4:30 and 5:00.

I was getting into familiar geography and started pointing out things I remember from my youth and vacations with mom, dad, and my sister. Town and village names popped up on road signs and I was getting eager to see my cousins, I guess I was too anxious as Kari recognized it too.

I continued pointing out the things I remembered, the turn off to toward where my grand parents lived in a small community that isn't on any map. I turned the car off the main road at the intersection I knew well, it dead ended at my cousins house that had been her parents house.

We spent several days in New Brunswick and my cousin had a reunion that included relatives from across Canada and relatives from Maine and New England in the U.S. We visited the old homestead, cemeteries, and places of my youth visiting family in Canada. Kari was not happy that we slept in separate bedrooms, but she found ways to have private moments, no sex much to her frustration.

After five days of visiting, it was time to head back to the midwest. Kari's new business needed her attention and I had one class to prepare a syllabus for. We crossed into the U.S. at the Houlton, Maine crossing, the same crossing my mom used when she moved to the U.S. The border guards listened to my story, then let me review their old records. I found my mom's record and they gave me a copy.

We got back to the cabin a couple days before Kari's two week's were up. She got to work to find out that two high schools picked her for their physical therapy needs. That meant a lot of state money coming into her business.

One evening she came home from work with a bag from the pharmacy. "It isn't that time of the month, dad." She was smiling when she showed me the pregnancy test kit. After a few minutes in the bathroom, she came out. "Dad, I believe in Gipsy fortunate tellers."