Chapter 67

FIFTEEN YEARS LATER (2032)

“Charles?” K said, now 28.

“Yes, Princess?” I responded, now 33.

“Everybody’s gone, leaving us alone.”

“Where did they all go to?” I asked.

“Claire, Annie and Sarah with Rose and Michael, along with Ken and his brood, went to check on the newest Charles & Claire Dance Studio in Pittsburgh. On their way back they were going to Columbus for the day, to check on the studio that Brian and Susan, and their family, are in charge of.”

“That leaves us all alone, Princess. Do you want to take the opportunity we seem to have here ... all alone in our empty Cleveland manor?”

She was naked before I was through taunting her. I stood up, and she started to unbuckle my pants, dropping them. I took off my shirt as I looked at those supple twenty-eight-year-old breasts that I had been dreaming about for so many years. Now, both naked, she took me in her room, leading me by my quite erect dick.

She climbed on the bed and spread her legs apart, showing me her red-haired covered Land of Opportunity. She apologized for not having shaved. I didn’t mind. It wasn’t our first ever time together, but, if I had anything to say about it, it would be our most carnal.

I was so aroused and so ready, I climbed up and pushed my way inside her. She made the most wonderful sound in the world.

While I was pumping back and forth inside my stepdaughter, that inevitable feeling started and within just a few more minutes, I orgasmed inside my Princess, hoping and praying there would be many more times. She was writhing all over as a beautiful smile came over her face.

“Daddy, you are always worth waiting for. Can we do it again, please?”

I gave her my answer, by rolling off of her, and stroking myself fully hard again.

“Get on, Princess – it’s your turn now to do the work.”

She climbed up and she dropped herself full. She leaned forward to give me a kiss. Her breasts, although not as big as Sarah’s or even Claire’s, were quite amazing, as she brought them to my mouth.

I was gnawing and licking her breasts and her nipples, as she was dropping and raising herself up and down, very slowly. I took the closest breast and started to give her a hickey on the underside of it. This was really driving her to another orgasm in a hurry. We just did this to each other for a while, as the time seemed to take forever to pass.

I felt ready to blow again, and I took over the controls grabbing her by the butt and slamming deep inside her over and over, until ... we both orgasmed, within seconds of one another.

My phone rang; it was Annie.

“Hey, what’s happening?” I said, as Kalista was still moaning with me deep inside her.

Sobbing, she said, “There’s been an accident, Charles!”

“What? Who – What’s happened, Mom?” I motioned K to get off.

Mom was hesitating ... I could hear it in her voice.

“MOM – What’s happened?” I repeated, louder.

“There was a car accident, with Sarah, Ken, Claire, me and all the kids,” she said, with great emotion.

“Is Claire OK?” I said, now getting worried.

“Everyone was injured, with Claire the worst. They are talking about putting her in a coma, on purpose. Charles – otherwise they wouldn’t expect her to live through the night!” she said between sobs.

“Oh my god, No, Noooooooo – it can’t be, it just can’t be, My Claire-Bear, my CC!” The tears burst through my eyes, quickly.

I covered the phone, “Kalista, get dressed!”

“Where is she, Mom?” I sobbed.

“At the UH Cleveland Medical Center on Euclid Avenue. Charles, she’s not the only casualty.”

“Who... ?”

Sobbing, she said, “Ken, and both of his boys, died on impact. Only Claire, Sarah, Lilith, Annette and I survived, along with Rose and Michael, your twins. An 18-wheeler came out of nowhere honey. You and Kalista need to get here, to - to make a decision about your wife!”

“Be there as quick as I can, Mom, “ I said sobbing harder than I ever remembered.

Kalista had heard enough that she was getting dressed. I got up, went to the bathroom and got dressed and took ‘my soul-mate’ with me to see Claire.

It’s been three months since that day happened; My Claire Tiffany was now in a clinical coma. Our 14-year-old twins, Rose and Michael, and I visited her together and often. Our unborn baby girl (Scheduled to be name Susan) had died as well, along with Ken and his two sons, Jeffrey, and Richard. This left 45-year-old Sarah Jane with her 27-year-old Lilith and her 14-year-old, Annette.

Kalista hadn’t been taking her birth control. That meant we would be getting a baby boy, we planned to name Xavier Charles Newman. Our house in Cleveland was plenty big enough, so everyone had moved in with us.

We now have a family of, Kalista (28), Sarah Jane (45), Annie (64), and Sarah (67). We also have Rose and Michael (14), Lily (27), Annette (14), and Special K and my love child, Xavier, just four months old. I am going to be 34 my next birthday. Claire, still in her coma, is due to be 34, I can only hope!

Kalista and I and the Moms, have all started caring for all of these youngsters under our roof.

Nationals are coming up!

“Kalista, in honor of everything that has happened, would you be my partner in the Professional Class at Nationals in three months?”

Her eyes went instantly full, as we clinched one another.

“Yes, oh – yes, yes, yes and yes, Charles. Oh, and the doctor said it’s been long enough for me to start having careful sex.”

I know that tone.

“There are an awful lot of people in this house now, Princess – do you think that’s wise?” I asked.

Rather loudly, she said, “Charles Xavier Newman, do you think you can be the father of my baby boy, and then not have anything to do with me?”

Everyone had surrounded us, as I said to her, “Kalista Rosemary McArthur – I love you, you silly girl. Claire had often reminded me that you were my soulmate, so I guess now is as good a time as any.”

I pulled the ring out of my pocket that had been on my wife’s hand, went down on one knee and said, “Kalista Rosemary McArthur – will you be my dancing and bedroom partner, until Claire wakes up?”

There were gasps all around as my soul-mate started a very nervous set of giggles, turned to me and said, “With all of my heart, I say ‘Yes – I will do that!’”

The immediate area exploded with glee and excitement as everyone went crazy. Through the madness and the bedlam, Annette asked, “But they’re stepfather and daughter, how can they do all that?”

Sarah said, through happy tears after the room was clear, “Don’t worry Charles, I’ll get it to happen.”

“I knew you’d say that, my dear Sarah. As quickly as possible please—we want to be married, but not until after Claire’s birthday. If she hasn’t awakened or improved significantly ... I plan to ... decide ... to...”

Taking my hand, and with both of us in tears, Sarah said, “I understand, Loverboy.”

I picked her up and carried her into my room that had been empty for over a year. After dropping her on the bed, I went back out and put a sock on the doorknob and locked the door.

On July 1^st, I took Kalista, Michael and Rose to the hospital, and asked the question to our doctor, “How has she been doing, Doctor?”

I noticed Rose grabbed her brother’s hand.

“Mr. Newman, I firmly believe she has less than one half of one percent chance of any form of recovery. Do you wish to do this, or would you prefer a nurse?”

We had a fabulous ceremony, keeping it to those who survived. She was so beautiful; we had an open casket.

Sarah got a decree that had annulled the ‘step’ relationship.

Special K & I had decided on entering the upcoming Nationals in the American Style Waltz division. We needed seven waltzes prepared. Instead of going over previous routines, both K and I wanted to pick all new numbers.

Before picking any particular songs, we excused ourselves to the back yard, where the same dance floor we have had all these years is setup under a specially designed cover from Aqua Shield, the same folks who installed our cover in Springfield. Since we now had all of these kids running around, it was time to install a pool, and give it its own cover.

“Just a minute, K – I need to call Annie about something?”

She just stood there looking at me, wondering what I had up my proverbial sleeve. I put it on speaker.

“Mom, I need you to look something up in the NDCA Rule Book please?”

“Oh, my God – I hear it in your voice,” she said.

“What?”

“That, ‘I have got a great idea, but I gotta be sure,’ sound.”

“Boy, you sure got me pegged, don’t you Mom?” I laughed.

“Anyway, what is it, Sweetie?”

“Music Selection, what exactly do they consider ‘proper music selection?’”

“What specifically do you mean, Charles – like ... the same song, but different artists?”

“Wow, just like Claire – you got it in one!”

“K and I are going to enter the Professional American Style Waltz Division at Nationals next March in Utah. I want to use the same song, by different artists for all of the rounds.”

“You mean all seven or eight rounds, the same exact song? You must already have the song you are going to use in mind, don’t you?” mom surmised.

That got Kalista’s attention, and she moved over to listen to the rest of our conversation.

“I know that many people have covered, ‘I Can’t Help Falling in Love with You,’ so Princess and I are going to learn eight unique Waltz Routines, but I need you to look up if there is any rule on the books that keeps us from doing this. We’ve a little over two and a half months, so, could you find out, please?”

“You always did think outside the box, Charles. Are you going to include a version of it as your Encore Piece too, when you win?”

“Interesting Idea, Mom, have to think about that?” I said, hanging up.

“Charles, is this a goodbye to Claire ... or an offer to me?” K said, looking straight into my eyes.

“Both, Princess – it’s a little of both,” I responded watching her eyes become a duplicate of Claire’s.

We fell into each other’s arms and kissed like we’d never get to kiss each other again.

“Ahem” was heard behind us. We turned to see Sarah Jane blushing.

“Yes, dear – what’s going on?” I asked.

“How recently have you looked at poster sales, Charles?” she asked.

“Not since before my ... my wife died. Is there something to see?” I asked, still holding K close.

“There is something of a burst that’s been going on ever since the word got out that Claire had died. The blogosphere wants a picture of you with Kallie, in a dance pose. Whenever you want that, just give the word. I can take pictures anytime...”

I pulled myself from K and went to Sarah Jane and wrapped my arms around her, “We all miss Ken and the boys just as much as we miss Claire. I always figured you were the brains behind Ken’s doings. I assume you have been keeping up the website and the print house. You are a very worthy portion of our extended family.”

I looked at her crying eyes, helping her get through this moment of pain. The tears stopped as we looked into each other’s eyes.

“I always thought that you were smarter than anyone around you, Charles. But you don’t come off as arrogant or narcissistic. You just care for everyone so much,” Sarah Jane said.

A voice next to me whispered, “Kiss her, Charles.”

Not inclined to be one to fight any impulse or instruction, I turned her in my arms and brought Sarah Jane to my lips. I waited for her to pull away and we had a truly fantastic kiss, as my fiancée looked at us.

Sarah Jane pulled away, wiping my lips with her finger, reminiscent of my Claire. She left without saying anything.

“I think she’s been in love with you all of this time, Charles. She can’t love you as much as I do, but I know she does love you,” Kalista said, breaking my thought that had started to swirl in my head.

“Kalista, I am out of the mood to dance right now – I am more in the mood to make love to my fiancée, you up for it?”

“If you are up – then I am for it, Charles,” she said with a smile.

I walked her to our bedroom, as Annie and Sarah walked by. They must have seen the look on my face, because I heard Mom yell, “KIDS, we’re going out to eat, be ready in 5, please?”

This wasn’t the first time Annie and Sarah would ‘bug out’ everybody, so I could have some ‘adult time’ with my wife; now my fiancée.

We took a leisurely walk to our bedroom, and then I locked us inside.

I took off my clothes, and K got to her knees, still fully clothed. She grabbed my hardness and squeezed it a little then put her mouth over the end, using her lips and teeth on it for a bit, then put me all of the way down her throat. I saw her eyes open, and she was looking me in the eyes while at the same time my erection was filling her throat. I pulled out to her gagging a bit, and I started to fuck her mouth, putting my hands on her head and pulling her towards me as I was close to cumming for the first time.

“K, Oh K – Princess – your mouth, ohh, your mouth feels so damn good.

Come on take it all – I know you like it, are you ready, I have got – I have got a real big load for you...

... I’m so close – so veerrrryyyy close – here it is - here – it – is, oh, I am cumming in your mouth, in your mouth, in your mouth – cumming so much!”

She was enjoying this, as she pulled me out of her mouth, licking me off completely.

“They might only be gone another forty-five minutes Loverboy, so I want that dick in my pussy in two minutes, or less” she said, quickly taking her clothes off.

After she was naked, I threw her on the bed, which she enjoyed, and started something we hadn’t done before.

I grabbed my hard as steel dick and started to push my way into her ass, for the first time between us.

“Oooh, Charles – I have been waiting for this ... Not too fast, just let me feel every bit. Oooh, yeah – a bit more, AWWW SHIT, go ahead, some more...”

I stopped so we could both adjust to this brand-new sensation between us.

“I remember when Claire told me you two had made love for an hour straight, including a butt fuck...

“I was so embarrassed back then, but now, I WANT YOU TO FUCK MY ASS, pretty please?!”

I did as she asked, pushing in hard and pulling back easy, again and again. After a good rhythm had started, I watched her breasts wiggle and jiggle all over. I leaned over and started sucking on those marvelous melons of hers, as I kept fucking her ass.

We were both quite enchanted over this strange new life arrangement between us; her being my stepdaughter and now she’s my fiancée?

“Princess, I am cumming in your butt, here it is – all of it.”

I was spent, both from the sex and from the recollection of the last few minutes in my wife ‘s life. Together, we took a shower.

We got dressed and were watching TV when they all got home, with a bag of food for us to share.

“Well, did you guys get much done on your new dance?” Sarah Jane asked.

“Well, a little – Charles can be a real pain in the butt sometimes,” Kalista said.

“Don’t I know it,” Sarah, then Annie, both said, smiling broadly.

Mom had gone on to find out that technically, what I wanted to do was not specifically forbidden by the NDCA rules. So, I looked over the different versions of the song and found nine to choose our seven from the following performers,

We started practicing every day, for four hours with all of the kids watching, with baby Xavier in the arms of Sarah Jane, with Lily and her little sister Annette watching the rehearsals.

We went back through every Waltz step, adding in the half dozen or so that we’d never learned before.

In the afternoon, we’d watch some TV together. Flipping stations, I saw our picture and went back to it.

“This is breaking news on Eyewitness 8, WKYC – Cleveland. After years of semi-retirement, we have it on good authority that Charles Newman is coming back to the Professional Dancing circuit this upcoming March in Salt Lake City. We’re unaware of who his partner will be, due to the tragic demise, just last year, of his dance companion and wife, Claire McArthur-Newman. It has been rumored that his stepdaughter Kalista McArthur may become his dance partner. More news as we hear it, this is Pam Solberg for WKYC-TV.”

Good old Pam, she’d made it from in the field in Columbus to becoming an anchor in the Cleveland Market.

“Sarah!”

Sarah Jane came running in, out of breath.

“I’m sorry, not you, I am calling for the older bolder Sarah...”

“Yessir Massah Charles?” my mother-in-law said entering the room, still bodacious after all these years.

“Get Kallie and me someplace to perform, so everybody knows who my new partner is - and get it soon!”

“So that would be dancing and then maybe an interview, with Pam?” she asked.

“Yeah, that sounds pretty good.”

Kalista, who was on my lap with her face up smiling, pulled herself up, and we kissed a great big kiss.

“I love you, Charles.”

“I know, beautiful.”

“Do you want to dance?” my soul-mate asked.

“Maybe tomorrow, tonight I want to make glorious love to my Princess Kalista,” I said.

Both Sarah’s were within earshot of that remark, but neither blushed.

“Dinner at six pm, you two – you’ll be needing the nourishment, I’m quite sure,” my babe-in-law said with a laugh.

“It’s remarkable, that Charles would have two such beautiful women in his life?” Sarah Jane said leaving the room with her former mother-in-law.

“Let me tell you some stories about Charles,” she said to her daughter-in-law as they left the room together.

Ru-Roh!

After making love to my fiancée, I put on my headset and listened to music in the spa, alone.

I felt another body coming in, so I opened my eyes to see Sarah Jane in a quite luscious black bikini.

“I’m not disturbing you, am I, Charles?” she asked.