When Deni had finished the story of how her father and she had come together, the sons and mothers sat in silence grinning like fools. Yes, they had found a family here. These people understood them. The other two couples of daughters and fathers, Bob and Beth, Alex and Jamie had heard Deni and James' story before, but they two were smiling as they remember how each of them found the other. After a the sons and mothers exchanged knowing looks to each other, as well as nods confirming their comfort among these new found friends, something from another cluster of tables caught her eye.
"What is it mum?" Jeremy asked, and Jenny gave him a quick smile then called out.
"BETH."
Beth and Josh were sitting with Kyle and Heather, Nathan and Carol, Anthony and Sonja as usual. Beth turned to smile at Jenny.
"HOW LONG?" Jenny asked her, and Beth burst into laughter.
"HOW CAN YOU TELL?" Beth called back.
All the other women at Jeremy's cluster of tables gasped in unison and looked from one to the other.
"What?" asked Benny to no one in particular.
But before any of the women could answer him Josh called out to everyone.
"MUM AND I ARE GOING TO HAVE A BABY." He was beaming.
As one, the women -- of all ages, in the room screamed their collective approval. It was obvious to all that Carol and Nathan, Sonja and Anthony knew. Yet, all the other men had no idea how to react. Wasn't this a bad thing, they could see each other asking himself. But their women turned to them and excitedly spoke of how thrilled they were. Jenny gave Jeremy that overly indulgent mother look and smile, and he rolled his eyes.
"JOSH YOU LITTLE BASTARD, NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE STARTED," he yelled to his small friend.
Josh could only continue to beam as his mother smothered him in her lager frame. Josh was engulfed by her physically and emotionally. It was evident that mother and son were wrapped.
"YEAH, NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE STARTED."
This time it was jack, whose mother was looking at him just like Jenny was at Jeremy. However, both young men were only asking in jest, as they were both very happy for Josh and Beth. Yet in reality, the cat had been set amongst the pigeons. None of the other couples, neither daughters and fathers, nor sons and mothers had discussed this, even in the quiet dark of the night. Most had assumed it would be a mistake. The medical ramifications were too great -- weren't they?
"I'M TWELVE WEEKS," Beth finally called back to Jenny, who smiled at her friend with tears in her eyes.
"Don't worry, I have no desire to try to improve on you," Jenny told her son.
Many mothers heard this and they too soothed their worried sons, as most of them were more than happy with the life they now had. However, the daughters were of a very different mind. It had been the one burning desire most of them had; to have a family by their dads. Many were desperate, and it caused a deal of friction within some couples. James looked at Deni, whose eyes were also full of tears; but they were not tears of joy for Beth, but tears of her desperate desire to be the mother of her father's children. A pall fell over the little clusters of tables. James looked long and hard at his daughter-lover.
"I'll stand by you, whatever you decide for us, whatever."
These were the only words that could have lifted Deni's spirit, and she threw her arms around her father and her sobbing shook her body. Bob and Alex looked from their respective daughters to each other, they shrugged their shoulders.
"What the hell," they said together to their lover, and both young women erupted toward their own father. However, it would take other couples many more discussions between them before others could make a definitive, life changing decision. As each couple in the large room expressed their joy for Beth and Josh, and the room quietened down, Jamie on Jeremy's cluster of tables volunteered to tell her and Alex's story.
Jamie
"But daddy, I want the Ipod," Jamie screamed at her father, standing and bending forward in front of him, as Alex sat watching the game on TV.
"Ask your mother," he replied trying to look around his eighteen year old daughter.
"I did last night, but she said no." Her hands on her hips, she was in an agitated sate.
"Well what do you want me to do about it then," Alex replied weaving his head from one side of his daughter to the other to the TV.
"Well that's it then," he said still weaving his head, but gave up as he still couldn't see the screen.
"Alright," she said deciding to change her strategy, if asking directly wouldn't work maybe something else would, "what do I have to do for you to get me one? All my friends have got them, I feel like real dork."
Maybe she could shame him into it. Now her father was looking directly at her, and she stood up straight waiting to see if this strategy would work.
"So," Alex replied and Jamie saw it coming, "I never had everything I wanted when I was kid either," he let her think about that argument, but she wasn't spent and changed strategy again.
"I saw you looking down my top you old perv." she accused him.
But it didn't unnerve him.
"Yeah so, go tell your mother, she won't think any less of me. Anyway your tits don't look too bad."
Jamie was shocked and her mouth flew open, 'her father was an old perv' she thought.
"You are an old perv," she accused him again; "I suppose you've been perving on me for years."
Her hands were on her hips again and she was thrusting her chin forward and showing him her tits again.
"Don't be stupid," he spat back, "but you make it so easy," and as he said that he reached out and cupped her left tit in his hand.
Without stopping him Jamie said to her father,
"How dare you touch my tit," she slapped his hand as he massaged her through her top and thin bra, but did nothing to prevent what he was doing.
"Yeah, well how about this," he said to her and groped both of her tits and she hit both his hands away while saying,
"You dirty, old man."
He then pulled her closer, reached up underneath her top and around to the back of her bra as she protested struggling and commanded,
"Get out of it, don't you touch me," as he proceeded to undo her bra and slid his hands back to cup both her naked tits.
"Stop it," Jamie told her father, hitting him and continuing to struggle to get free, but her father was too strong.
"Lovely tits," he assured her and lifted her top up and over her head to expose her bra hanging from her shoulders, and her young eighteen year old tits.
"Give me that," she said and grabbed her top as Alex continued to grope his daughter's tits.
