This is the fourth and final piece of this story, and it takes place in April of 2022, almost twenty years after the previous part.
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"We think this weekend is gonna be it." My daughter Courtney tells me, hitting me with the news before I've barely gotten through their door.
"You're gonna tell 'em?" I ask for clarification, but I'm pretty sure I already know what she's referring to.
"Yeah, well..." My daughter's husband, Geoff interjects. "If everything goes according to plan, then hopefully we'll be showing them instead of just telling them." And then my son-in-law gives off a nervous laugh, as if to indicate the absurdity of the situation.
"Oh wow." I react. "So this weekend? Like in three days?"
"Yeah, we're thinking Friday night." Courtney clarifies. "So day after tomorrow." And then she goes on to explain their reasoning. "The timing works for me, personally." She says as she gestures down towards her crotch, so I have to assume she's referring to her menstrual cycle. "And Emma finished up her period this past weekend too, so she'll be good."
I had no idea a mother would know her daughter's cycle that precisely, so I'm sure I give off a pretty perplexed look. Courtney sees this and apparently feels the need to explain herself, "I only know because I can see the tampon wrappers in her trash." She says with a small laugh. "That's how."
I guess that's a fair explanation, but I feel like whether or not the two of them are on their period seems like a pretty minor detail in this otherwise HUGE decision and potentially life-altering event.
"So you're sure about this? Like you've thought all of it through?" I stress, while trying to keep an open mind that they might be able to convince me this isn't a horrible, horrible idea.
To me, it seems like an enormous leap to go from what we've been doing all these years, to what it would become if they end up bringing their son and daughter into the mix. I mean, it would be complicated enough if the twins found out about the kind of relationship their parents have with their grandfather, but to actually involve them physically too? This seems crazy to me. We have such a great thing going here, why would we risk it?
I admit that my opinion is certainly far from unbiased, and I'm probably thinking about this selfishly, too. It took me a long time to come to grips with the fact that I have a sexual relationship with my daughter, and the only reason I'm at peace with it is because I've convinced myself that it's solely based on who she is, and not what she is. I've been extremely lucky to have two soulmates on this Earth, and while my wife was taken from us far too soon, finding everything I once had with Beth, but now with our daughter Courtney has been a godsend. It's made the second half of my life happier than I ever could've imagined.
If anything, the fact that she's my daughter has been a huge burden, more so than some kinky bonus. It means we always have to hide who we are, because no one besides her husband can ever know. And there's no question that weighs on me, especially since Geoff and Courtney obviously don't have to hide their relationship from anyone. On the other hand, the fact that I have to "share" Beth with her husband has never really bothered me in the least. In fact, there are so many wonderful aspects to our dynamic that I enjoy every day. But the one thing that does gets to me, is seeing how Geoff can be openly affectionate with his wife in public, while I have to save all my physical affection towards her for the total privacy of our bedrooms.
But don't get me wrong, Geoff and I really do get along great. We obviously have a very intimate connection, as so much of Courtney's and my sexual relationship takes place with Geoff right there with us. And while I would hesitate to ever call myself bisexual, he and I have a level of interaction and comfort with each other in the bedroom that I never in a million years thought I would've had with another male.
There's no doubt that my son-in-law is just as happy with our arrangement as I am, too. It's quite obvious he has a kinky side that LOVES the fact that we're father and daughter. He's always been enamored with the taboo aspect of the two of us having sex, and so it's something that gets played up a lot in the bedroom. There's plenty of dirty talk, and sometimes he'll even have us watch incest-themed porn. Most of the time, these videos are pretty silly and obviously fake, but he did find this one family that we've watched countless times. It's a husband, wife, and their daughter, and I think they live in Spain. It's all in Spanish, so none of us has any clue what they're actually saying, but in a number of their videos the three of them hold up their IDs, I guess to prove they're legitimately related. It all comes across as surprisingly believable, and oh man does he love it when we have sex while watching those movies.
So all of this is to say that while Geoff and I get along great, and I think we're both very content in our current arrangement, we may view our situation from slightly different angles. I love Courtney more than life itself, and I have no desire to change anything about our relationship. However, I know Geoff gets so turned on by anything taboo, that he probably looks at his son Josh and his daughter Emma, and I think he's intrigued by all the kinky possibilities they could bring to the table. Part of me is worried that getting them involved wouldn't be right from a moral standpoint, but I'm self-aware enough to know how hypocritical this makes me, considering what Courtney's mom and I did with her all those years ago. If I'm really being honest, I'm most afraid that changing anything is going to risk what we currently have, and that's the last thing I want to do.
"We know it's a risk." Geoff responds, "But we think as long as we're doing it for the right reasons, it's likely to work out for everybody."
Courtney then chimes in, "We think they're ready. And you know we've been contemplating this for a long time."
I do know this is a decision they aren't taking lightly, but I'm more intrigued by Geoff's comment a second ago. So I ask, "What exactly do you mean, for the right reasons?"
I can see my son-in-law take a second to articulate his response. And then he says to me, "So you obviously know both of the twins really well. And you know they're good kids." Sure, I definitely agree with that. Geoff then continues, "And I think they're generally pretty happy. But I'm also pretty sure that they're missing out on this whole other aspect of life. Something that in my opinion is the BEST part of being alive."
"You're talking about sex?" I respond.