Chapter 2

Dan could feel his nervousness growing as he, Karen, and Vicky returned to their home. With his coat and boots removed, he immediately began pacing the living room floor.

“Look at you. You’d think you were at the hospital waiting for Karen to give birth!” Vicky teased.

“In a way, it sort of feels the same way. I’m meeting not one, but all three of my children, my real children, for the first time,” Dan compared.

The next fifteen minutes seemed like an eternity to Dan. He was very anxious, and either he or Vicky went to the living room window several times, peering out between the partially closed curtains.

“Here come Diane and Brenda!” Vicky alerted them.

“Quick, come and sit in the kitchen!” Karen directed. Dan followed her and sat in a chair with his back to the doorway.

“Hi Mom, we’re home!” Diane and Brenda yelled, almost in unison.

“Hi girls, I’m in the kitchen!” They took off their coats and boots and walked to the kitchen.

Diane was wearing a yellow and white striped top with a deep plunge neckline that showed the inner halves of her full breasts. Brenda wore a pink tank top that hung very low to reveal the upper halves of her tits.

“Hi kids,” Vicky said, greeting each one with a kiss and hug. Vicky could barely hold back her anticipation with a huge smile etched on her face. The girls noticed someone sitting at the kitchen table with his back to them. Diane led the way and gave her mom a kiss, followed by Brenda.

“Girls, we have a very special visitor with us,” Karen said, motioning with her right hand. The girls looked at the man with his back to them, unable to recognize who he was. Dan stood up and turned around, facing the girls.

“UNCLE DAN!!” Diane and Brenda screamed in unison. They rushed over, wrapping their arms around his upper body, practically knocking him over with enthusiasm. Diane’s tits pressed hard against Dan’s left side, while Brenda’s filled in his right.

“Hi Diane, hi Brenda!” He smiled, putting his arms around both girls at the same time and hugging them close. He exchanged kisses and hugs with them.

“My, my, have you both ever turned out to be such beautiful young women!” Dan complimented. He looked each girl up and down and couldn’t help but admire their figures. He had no choice but to notice the revealing cleavage of their low tops.

“Karen, you certainly have two beautiful looking daughters! You’ve grown up so much since I last saw you,” Dan said as he hugged them again.

They had Karen’s cute nose and facial outline, but his soft-looking eyes and smile. Diane’s similar blonde hair framed Karen’s blue eyes, while Brenda’s brunette hair and green eyes matched his perfectly.

“Uncle Dan, where on earth did you come from?!” Brenda squealed. “How long can you stay?”

“How did you find us?” Diane asked. “Where are you living?”

“Okay, okay, girls, enough with all the questions. They’ll get answered soon enough,” Karen interrupted.

Dan was getting dizzy, glancing from one sensual, appealing daughter to the other. He tried not to be too obvious, looking down their tops at the amount of beautiful cleavage they were showing. After all, they are his daughters. Again, he could see the resemblance to him in their eyes. Everyone chatted for a good twenty minutes, catching up on old times.

“Diane, your mom told me that you’re going to nursing school?”He asked.

“Yes, I am. I guess the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree,” she replied, and they laughed.

“I’ve always known you to be a very compassionate person. Brenda, I understand you are in pre-law to become a lawyer?”

“Yes, I am, but I’ve been talking with Mom, and I’m thinking of changing my career goals.”

“Let me guess, you want to study journalism.”

“Yes, but how did you know?”

“I’ve always known you to be a little nosy parker, always full of questions. I would guess that television news, as a reporter, would suit you. You have the voice, good looks, and personality for television.”

“Thank you, Uncle Dan.” Karen covered her nose with her fingers at the corner of her eyes, and her emotions began to stir. Tears welled up in her eyes as the early stages of bonding with his daughters and their father were more than she had anticipated.

“Any sign of your brother?” Karen asked.

Just then, “Hey Mom, I’m home!” A loud male voice bellowed.

“He’s late as usual!” Diane said sarcastically, looking at her watch and rolling her eyes skyward.

“We’re in the kitchen, honey!” Karen replied loudly.

“Quick Uncle Dan, sit on the chair again!” Brenda urged. Dan sat again with his back to the doorway.

“Hi, brats!” Brad smiled affectionately at his sisters, noticing a man sitting at the table with his back to him.

“Hi, butt breath!” Brenda replied, smiling at him with a playful slap on the shoulder. Being typical teenage brothers and sisters, Brad, Diane, and Brenda didn’t turn down a chance to bug each other. Brad couldn’t help but notice the amount of cleavage his sisters were showing, especially Diane. There are some benefits to having two very fuckable, hot-looking sisters.

“Who owns the other cool looking Mustang GT in the driveway?” Brad asked, kissing his mom on the left cheek.

“Brad, we have a guest,” Karen stated, motioning with her right hand to the man seated behind her.

Dan stood and turned around. “Well, I’ll be a monkey’s uncle!” Brad exclaimed.

“I think that should be my line,” Dan chuckled.

“UNCLE DAN!!” Brad cried out. They greeted each other with a firm handshake, a manly hug, and slaps on the shoulder. Dan immediately noticed Brad’s resemblance to him.

“Good god, Karen, what have you been feeding this boy?!” He asked about his obvious physique. “I’m six feet tall, so I have to look up to him.”

“I’m six feet three and weigh 180,” he proudly announced.

“Holy shit Brad, have you ever grown, and you’re only fifteen?” Dan exclaimed, looking over his solid, muscular frame.

Brad’s lengthened dark brown hair had a slight wave to it, just like Dan’s. He had distinctively thick eyebrows over his soft green hazel eyes, the same as his. He also noticed thick whiskers needing a shave.

“Brad is turning out to be quite a handsome young man,” Karen offered.

“I may be taller than you, Uncle Dan, but I’ll always look up to you.” Brad honoured.

“Aww, isn’t that sweet?” Vicky commented.

“Brad being sweet makes me sick!” Brenda quipped.

“Brad being nice, now that’s something new!” Diane teased.

“Now, now girls...” Karen cautioned, furrowing her brow, then smiling.

“Karen, you must have your hands full keeping the guys away from Diane and Brenda and the girls from Brad.”

“It’s been testy sometimes, but all in all, they’ve been pretty good kids.”

“And your voice now has a slight raspy edge to it,” Dan said of his son.

“His voice has changed in only the past six months,” Karen added.

“Mom and the girls say my singing voice sounds like a combination of Bryan Adams, and Chad Kruger of Nickelback.”

“Tell me, Brad, how is your hockey going? Your mom says you still want to play in the NHL someday.”

“My hockey is going alright, I guess, and I do want to play pro some day.”

“I remember I used to help you with your hockey, from when you first started skating until you were nine or ten. We had fun back then.”

“Yeah, but I was a kid before. I’m not so sure you can help me now.”

“Why, just because I’m a little older? Before you can make it to the pros, you have to play junior hockey, you know.”

“I know that Uncle Dan.”

“When you were younger, it didn’t mean anything to you, but it might now. I played junior hockey in the OHL, the Ontario Hockey League, when I was in my middle to late teens. So I just might be able to help you after all.”

“I had forgotten about that. Maybe you can help me.”

“I have a couple of pieces of equipment at my house that you might like to try out. They could help improve your hockey skills. Your mom said you were playing tomorrow. I’d love to come and watch you play.”

“That would be great, Uncle Dan. So how did you find Mom?”

“Why don’t we go sit in the living room, kids?” “I have something important to tell everyone,” Karen exhaled deeply.

Brenda pulled her mom aside, and Diane listened in. “Mom, I know it’s been about five years since we’ve seen Uncle Dan, but wow, has he ever turned out to be a gorgeous looking hunk!” She exclaimed, looking at his ass as he walked into the living room.

“I know, he’s more handsome than I ever remembered!” Karen replied, glowing with pride for her love.

“I’ll tell you, Mom, given the chance, I’d do him. I bet he’s a great fuck!”

“Brenda!” Karen exclaimed, surprised at her brash comment.

“I know he isn’t our real uncle, but he always felt like one.”

“You’re right, though. Dan is still a great fuck, as I found out last night.” Karen admitted as they entered the living room, hugging Brenda to her hip.

As they went to sit down, Karen explained to Brad how Vicky had met Dan and brought him home.

Karen sat on Dan’s right, taking his hand and nervously rubbing it. That certain tingling sensation, which flowed between them whenever they held hands, continued after all these years went by. Diane sat on Karen’s right and Brenda on Dan’s left, and Brad sat on the floor at Dan’s feet.

“Do you notice something, Mom?” Brenda mentioned.

“No, what is it, honey?”

“We are sitting exactly the same way we used to sit as kids when we got together with Uncle Dan and Aunt Laura.”

“Hey, so we are!” Diane noticed.

Dan and Vicky recounted how they met, gave first aid to the injured woman, and then found her dog. As they talked over coffee about their past lives, she realized that Dan’s lost love and Karen were the same people. She brought him back home, knowing it was destiny that they must meet again.

Karen stood to face everyone. She rubbed her hands together, nervous energy flowing through her veins.

“Brad, Brenda, and Diane, the reason that I asked you all to be here is that I have something extremely important to tell you that will affect the rest of your lives.”

“Mom, you’re not sick or dying, are you?” Diane asked with a fearful expression.

“Oh, heavens no, I’m fine!” Dan leaned over, squeezing Karen’s hand, and smiled at her to show his support. “Well, here goes. I have kept a secret from the three of you, and it’s time you knew the truth. I hope you can forgive me for never telling you about this until now,” Karen started. She could feel emotional tears welling in her eyes.

“You’ve called Laura and Dan aunt and uncle your entire life, even though they’re not related to us. Now your father, Stephen, raised you three, but he was never your real father.”

“Uncle Dan is ... and has always been your biological father. Dan and I are your real parents,” Karen sighed, finally revealing her long-kept secret. She glanced nervously at her children to see their reactions.

“WHAT?” They exclaimed in unison, their eyes growing wide at her sudden revelation.

“Uncle Dan is our real Dad?” Diane cried out, not believing her mom’s statement.

“Yes, Dan, who you have called Uncle, all your lives, is your real dad, your real father! You three have always been our flesh and blood!” She confirmed, gripping Dan’s hand.

“I knew it, I knew it! I just knew it! Didn’t I tell you, Diane?” Brenda shrieked, pointing to her sister. “Mom, last year I found some old papers when I was putting away summer clothes for you.”