Avery - Sex Stories

Avery

... Avery. With all of my heart, I Love you.” “Then what’s wrong, baby? You aren’t sick, are you?” Avery was sounding really worried about me. “No, I’m not sick. That would actually be easier to talk about.” Avery’s face turned grave and I had her sit on our old couch as I sat next to her. She waited in silence for me to speak. I had decided to tell her what I discovered because it was far too important not to and she deserved to know the full truth. Not knowing where to begin, I just started speaking. “Something has come up that I have to tell you about. I have to tell you because you deserve to know.” I paused, while searching for the next thing to say then continued, “The thing is…well, it’s sort of about your Mom and your father.” “My Mom and Dad? What about them?” she asked confused. I said, “Well, I had never seen a picture of your Mom before tonight. I never even knew your Mom’s name before tonight. And I was ‘a bit surprised’ when I saw her picture…” “Why is that? And what does my Dad have to do with that?” “Your Dad: I have a feeling your Mom didn’t tell you the truth about him dying in a car accident.” I could see she didn’t understand where I was going with this and she asked, “Why do you think that? You think he just walked out on her? Maybe he did and she just didn’t want to tell me. But I don’t see why that would bother you so much. And how would you know unless you knew them? Wait, DID you know them?” Avery asked. I nodded and said, “Yeah, I knew your mother.” ...

... “But not my father?” Avery asked. “Avery, sweetie,” I said shaking my head, “I didn’t know. Your mother said she just wanted a baby—not a relationship. She went back home before you were born and I never saw her again. She never even told me if she had a boy or a girl; I never even knew her last name or what State she moved back to. You have to believe me! And when we first met, I thought you were about four years older than what Noreen’s baby would be so I never gave it a thought. And even after you told me your actual age, I figured the odds were impossible…” Avery looked stunned and she was speechless for a few moments (which seemed like forever). Finally she spoke. “So, if I understand you correctly, you think…I’m your daughter?” “I don’t see any other possibility. What are we going to do?” Avery shook her head slightly in disbelief as she thought. Then she said, “The way I see it: nothing.” “What do you mean by ‘nothing’,” I asked. “I mean nothing. Maybe you are my biological father, but that’s not how I know you. I met you as a young adult; we fell in Love, dated, became Lovers, got married, and we have children—beautiful children together. You aren’t my dad: you are my husband and the Love of my life. As far as I’m concerned and since no one else knows about this, we do nothing but continue our journey together.” “Are you sure?” I asked. Avery moved to me and straddled my lap, facing me. “I’m completely positive,” she said before kissing me gently. I returned her kiss and ...