Welcome once again to my fantasy world. Thanks for all the positive votes and comments on chapter one. Something to remember with this story is that the category is Incest/Taboo; all incest is taboo, but not all that is taboo is incest. Also, please be aware that there is one short scene with lesbian content in this part. And as always, comments and votes are always welcome...please enjoy.
The next morning a rapping at their door, followed by a loud 'housekeeping', woke them up. Jake ran to the door and apologized to the housekeeper, saying they overslept and would be done in an hour.
"Ok, sleepyhead, time to get up. We both need to shower and get to breakfast so the housekeeping staff can do their thing in here. So get your beautiful butt up and in the shower before I throw you in there, cold water and all."
An hour later found them at breakfast, coffee in hand. Jake was looking at his phone, which was unusual for him during a meal.
"What is so interesting that you are more involved with your phone than with me?"
"Nothing much. Just a little surprise for you. You have about 30 minutes to finish up."
Saying nothing more, Jake went back to his breakfast, and nothing Dani said could get him to say any more. After 30 minutes, he checked his buzzing phone and said it was time. He took her hand and led her to the main lobby and told her to shut her eyes. Jake led Dani into the lobby, hesitated for a moment, and then told her to open her eyes. Standing before her were her father's two best friends and co-workers, Pete and MaryAnn. Dani screamed with joy, and engulfed the two in a giant hug.
"MaryAnn! Pete! What are you doing here?"
"Your dad kept telling Pete how wonderful it was here, so we decided to come down for a few days to check it out ourselves. We go back Sunday, so we'll have to make the most it."
Just then Liz, hearing the commotion, stepped into the lobby from her office. Jake motioned her to come over, and introduced her to his friends.
"Liz, this is Pete and MaryAnn Wilder, my best friends and two of the associates of my company. Pete and MaryAnn, this is Liz Hastings, owner and operator of this little slice of heaven."
"Very nice to meet you both. I've heard much about you and your company from Jake, and I am happy to have you here so we can meet and discuss all of this face to face. Your room should be all ready for you, so you can unpack, relax, or hit the beach or pool. I would like to have dinner with you all tonight, and if that's all right I will make reservations at The Steakhouse for 6:30. I have work to do, so I'll see you later."
While Jake was doing the introductions, MaryAnn noticed Dani looking puzzled when he mentioned the associates. That got her to thinking -- has Jake ever told her the full story of the company? And more, has he ever told her the full story of their family? She made a mental note to ask Pete later, and they headed off to their room.
The four of them spent the rest of the afternoon strolling around the resort and spending time on the beach. Soon it was time for dinner, so they went back to their rooms to get ready. Dani was still curious about her dad's remarks earlier, but couldn't think of a way to bring up the topic. Dinner was wonderful once again, and Liz filled the newcomers in on her plans for the resort. They decided to meet up the next day to do a walk around on the land, and then decided to call it an evening. Dani noticed her dad and MaryAnn speaking privately, and wondered what it was about. She saw MaryAnn give Jake a kiss on the cheek, and he started walking to Dani.
"Sweetie, let's go for a walk. There's something I need to discuss with you."
Hand in hand they strolled along the beach in silence. Finding a place to sit, Jake patted the seat next to him for Dani.
"I need to tell you two stories that have a lot to do with each other. It's complicated, so please bear with me. Please don't interrupt me, or else I'll lose my nerve. When I'm done, I'll answer any questions you have. OK?"
Dani solemnly nodded her head, and Jake began.
"Did you ever wonder why people said you looked so much like your mom and not me? Many years ago, Pete, MaryAnn, your mom and I were all very good friends in college. Sue and I weren't a couple like Pete and MaryAnn -- she had a boyfriend and I was seeing someone else. We all got along great. You mom and Dave were madly, truly, deeply in love with each other, and decided to get married while still in school.
"Dave's parents were wealthy, and thought Sue wasn't right for him. When they got married, he got cut off from his family and all their money. The two struggled at first; Sue dropped out of school and got a job while Dave stayed in school full time. And then she got pregnant. It was something they hadn't planned on, but there they were. Your mom worked right up to the day you were born. You were a beautiful baby, and we were all so happy for them.
"Then, when you were about 9 months old, Dave was coming back home, late, when a drunk driver T-boned his car, killing him instantly. We were all in shock, but it hit your mom the worst. She was now a single mother, working a minimum wage job, with a baby to raise. A bunch of us at school got together and raised some money to help out, but we were all poor college kids, and knew it wasn't going to be enough. And then it happened -- a true Christmas miracle.
"Christmas Eve morning, Sue got a call from Dave's mother, wanting to see her. She hadn't heard a word from these people for almost a year, so she thought the worst -- they were going to take her baby from her. She agreed to meet with them, and asked if I would come along for moral support. When we got together, it was clear they didn't want to take you away, but they did want to help. They felt it was the least they could do for their son. In short, they set up a trust fund for you to help pay expenses while you grew up. Medical costs, schooling, clothing, wedding -- if it was for you, the trust would pay for it. It is set up for you to get half the value when you turn 25, and the balance when you turn 30. Now I need to back up some to fill in more details.