Sam and I waited outside of the motel for my wife Hayley and her sister Margret to appear. I had just spent a perfect night alone with my daughter Samantha making passionate love. I was still high from the incredible experience. My beautiful daughter was all I wanted now.
Sammy was sitting on the hood of Margret's olive green station wagon in a pretty pink top and a pair of low rider white jean shorts. They were a little frayed at the bottom and the leg holes were a bit baggy now that we were working out together. Her 18 year old body had slimmed out leaving long sexy legs that ended in a perfect firm heart shaped ass. I couldn't keep my eyes off of it!
Her long blond hair was worn loose for a change and her green eyes sparkled. I couldn't believe how her beautiful full breasts looked in her dainty top
I was standing very close to her. I wanted the freedom to have her in my arms and be kissing her as the new lovers we were but she was my daughter and although I had no intention of ever touching my wife again I hadn't worked up the courage to out myself either.
I knew I needed to eventually if I were going to make Sam happy forever and that was my intention. To keep her forever. I wanted the house, the kids, the whole deal. Not right away of course but soon.
I heard Hayley's door open. They were laughing and happy as they came out and shut the door. I turned and took both ladies bags and put them on the middle seat with mine and Sams.
"Hayley. Marggy. How was your night?" Marggy smiled and said "Great!" Hayley didn't look at me she just climbed into the back of the Wagon. I was surprised when Hayley called Sammy to sit in the back with her. Marggy got in front with me.
It didn't take long for the ball busting to start. "Your wife is depressed." Marggy had her arms crossed over her chest and was turned in her seat to face me. "I just spent my night talking her out of a real dark place."
I sighed.
"How is she depressed? She just left her motel room laughing." I said.
Margret lit. "A depressed person can find something funny you moron. Just because I managed to get her to smile doesn't mean she's happy."
I objected to being called names but I didn't want to fight so I fiend interest instead.
"What is she depressed about?" I didn't give a shit really but I knew I was expected to. "You. Your marriage. Sammy..."
That caught my interest and pissed me off. "I get why she is down about me and our marriage. We have drifted completely apart. We are no better than two strangers sharing a kid and a house but what is she depressed about Sam for?"
"She feels cut off from Sammy. Like she isn't wanted. She says that for at least four months you and Sam have been inseparable."
I glared at Marggy and then put my eyes back on the road.
"Sam and I have always been close. That's never bothered her before."
"yes actually it has. It's always hurt her that Sammy distinctly preferred you over her but she has always kept that to herself."
I thought about that.
She continued. "Tonight we are camping out. I think that you and Hayley should talk, reconnect, have sex. I'm going to bunk down with Sam."
I did not want to spend even a second in Hayley's company never mind have sex with her! Not to mention the thought of abandoning Sam to a night alone with Margret.
I felt trapped because I couldn't just insist that Sam and I sleep together which was what I wanted to do. I was also pissed at Margrets manhandling of my marriage and daughter like I was her child or something.
"First of all Margret, if Hayley wants to talk she can come up front and do it before bed. I'm not getting stuck in a tent all night with her and I fighting."
I knew my voice was hard but I didn't care.
"Secondly, my marriage, my wife and my kid are none of your concern. I'd appreciate you stepping out of it."
I could see Marggy was gonna spark off so I rushed on.
"Thirdly, Sammy is an adult now. Rather than telling her, or I for that matter, what to do... I think you should ask or suggest instead. Don't you?"
Margret just stared at me mouth open. "You're a real asshole you know that? No wonder my sister is so unhappy!"
I felt attacked. "I'm an asshole? What do you even know about me Margret? You know jack shit about me."
"I know what Hayley tells me."
"So you know Hayley's side. Depressed Hayley's side and you think you know everything?" That got my goat.
"I Know enough." She said.
I was silent. I just shook my head. I looked in my rear view and could see two pairs of eyes on us. Hayley had no expression but Sam was concerned.
Far from finished with the topic of me, Marggy went on "I know that you work too much. You never spend time with Hayley. You ignore her completely. Your free time is spent with Sam. Your away a lot and Hayley thinks your having an affair because you haven't had sex in over a year"
That was it.
"Ok. I know that Hayley is your sister and sisters talk but this is ridiculous."
I was just getting warmed up.
"Hayley has given up on herself. She did that while I was still in love with her and sleeping with her. She has stopped looking after her hair, her body, her marriage and her kid. All she does is smoke up and work. That's on her. I have been a good husband and father. I am not responsible for Hayley's happiness. If she is unhappy she needs to figure it out and get help."
Margret lit a cigarette. I grit my teeth. "Put it out. I don't smoke. If you want a cancer stick I will pull over."