My Elizabeth 12

My daughter just kept on sucking me without a pause, so I almost shouted when I ejaculated into her mouth. Liz and I knew that what made my orgasm more intense was the mixed past craving that she evoked and the hand and blow job she gave me. After I finished erupting inside her mouth, Liz released my dick and crawled up on top of me. I haven't fully regained my normal breathing when she positioned her closed mouth to my lips. I knew right away what she wanted to do. I received her mouth with my lips, and we started kissing. As we sucked and licked each other's lips, my semen dribbled into my mouth. Liz was moaning, "hmmm," "hmmm," "hmmm," as she passed my sperms to my lips. Mixed with her sweet saliva, we cumkissed, shared, and we swallowed my semen.—Chapter 11

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The following day, Saturday, I woke up early and rode my bike before dawn. I left Liz naked asleep in my bedroom.

Well, I'd say our "bedroom."

She lay prone on the bed, covered by a thin sheet. Her cute, firm butt stuck up under the sheet, and her sexy figure showed nicely under the fabric. She looks so sexy in the same manner when she wears her leggings. It was Rebecca who influenced her to wear leggings when exercising and doing yoga. Liz once said that wearing leggings feels like not wearing anything.

I had a morning wood by just staring at her, but I thought I do my cardio first to maintain my stamina.

When I returned, all girls were still in bed, so I took a quick shower and went to the main dining table. Amy and Aida prepared arroz caldo and batchoy for breakfast. Batchoy is one of Yssa's favorite food, which is always served when she is around.

I sat at the opposite end of the 8-seater dining table, opposite the sink and cooking area. Amy served me the calamansi juice that I always have after my bike ride, and she prepared me spam and scrambled eggs and stuffed them in pandesal. She made two sandwiches.

Liz approached me, but she did not come from the direction of our room.

"Hi baby!" Sabi ko at napa "wow" ako ng mahina ng makita ko siya.

She's wearing a long, faded black t-shirt that dropped just a few inches below her hidden treasure. She's not wearing a bra, and I could see her nipples poking her shirt.

"Hi babe!" Mahinang great niya at nangiti pero mukhang inaantok pa.

"Saan ka galing?"

"I went to the basement."

"I thought you move to your room."

"Pinuntahan ko sila."

Liz sat on my lap with her legs and feet dangled to my left. She placed her right arms around my neck and interlocked her fingers. She did not bother to fix her shirt when she sat, so it has ridden up and exposed her upper thighs and panty.

"Gising na sila?" and caressed her upper thighs with my left hand.

"Yssa is taking a shower, and Stella is in the pool."

"She's in the pool? Is it clean?"

"Hindi naman madumi."

"Akala ko Sunday kayo magswi-swimming?"

"We'll relax tomorrow sa pool, but she just wants to do laps today."

"What's she wearing?"

Hinigpitan niya ang kanyang kaliwang braso sa leeg ko, "at bakit?"

"Wala lang." Sabi ko naman.

"She's wearing my shorts and t-shirts."

"Ah, yun lang."

"Anong gusto mung suot niya?"

"Diba meron kang swim suit?"

"Oo."

"Ba't hindi yun ang ipina-hiram mo?

"She just actually grabbed something from my room, eh."

"Nakita mo siyang mag-bihis?"

"No, she changed in the bathroom."

"Is she still in the pool?"

"Yah, kaka-umpisa pa lang niya."

Yssa was in the shower, and Stella was in the pool; that's why Liz was unworried sitting on my lap since the girls weren't around.

"Do you want to see her?"

"No, I'm fine here with you."

"Are you sure," na pabirong ini-enganyo ako.

"I'll just check the CCTV mamya."

"Manyak," agad niyang pahabol at bahagyang hinigpitan ang pagsakal ng braso niya sa aking leeg.

"Mas masarap kang manyakan."

"Ang libog mo," ang asar niya sa akin.

"Nakakalibog ka kaya."

"Halata nga," at napayakap sa aking leeg si Liz nang maramdaman niyang nanigas ang aking ari.

"Tinitigasan ka sa akin o sa kanya?" ang bulong niya sa akin.

"Siyempre sa'yo," at hinalikan ko ang pagitan ng kanyang kaliwang balikat at leeg.

"Hmmm," ang mahina niyang ungol at ramdam ng aking mga labi ang pagtayo ng kanyang balahibo't balat. Humarap siya sa akin at marahan kaming nag-halikan. Ang magaan na dampi ng kanyang mga labi ay nakakasabik kaya sinabayan ko ng pagdila sa mga ito.

I slid my left fingers between her thighs, and she opened her legs to welcome my touch. When I rubbed pussy through the soft fabric of her underwear, she extended her tongue into my mouth and sought mine.

My fingers found the left side opening of her already damp panty, and when she felt what I was about to do, she spread her thighs more. Her wet pussy was silky to touch. Rubbing her slit gently, my baby started to breathe deeper but slowly. Our lips made some light sucking sound as we devoured each other's mouths.

My fingers shifted from her slit to her clit, and when I pressed and rubbed her nubbin, Liz paused her kiss, locked her lips on mine, and tried muffling her moans.

I could take her to an orgasm right there at the dining table, but the sound of her moans was trumped by the approach of slippers clapping against the cold marbled floor.

Before Amy entered the dining area to bring a bowl of hard-boiled eggs, we stopped our kiss. However, it was too late to remove my fingers between her thighs. Had I jerked my hands out from her panty, it would have caught Amy's attention right away. Instead, I slowly pulled my fingers out from her panty and rested my palm between her thighs. Liz closed her legs and pressed my fingers, and I could feel the comforting warmth of her thighs in my hands.

"Gusto mo nang kumain?" Tanong ni Amy sa bata at nakatayo siya sa bandang kanan namin kaya halos likod ni Liz ang nakikita ni Amy.

"Hmmm, sige." Sagot ni Liz habang nilalaro ang mga binti sa gilid ng upuan.

Kitang kita ni Amy ang pwet at panty ni Liz habang nakakandong siya sa akin, ngunit tila parang wala lamang kay Amy ang postura namin ni Liz. Kung sabagay, tila hindi rin alintana ng aking anak ang kanyang pag-upo sa akin.

"Anong gusto mo, yung batchoy o aroz caldo?"

"Hmm, pweding pareho pero kaunti lang," na malambing na hiling naman ni Liz.

"Gusto mo din ng calamansi juice?"

Nag-isip muna siya saglit na tila hindi talaga siya worried na ang aking kamay at ipit pa din ng kanyang mga hita, "Hmm, ano na lang, Milo, please."

"Hot or cold."

"With ice."

Mula sa aming bandang kanan, naglakad patungo sa bandang kaliwa namin si Amy ngunit ang likod ko naman ang nagtatakip sa aking kamay. Subalit tila naalala niya na may dala nga pala siyang isang bowl kaya't nagtuloy siya patungo sa lamesa. Ibinaba niya ang itlog sa aming harap. Hindi ko na din pinansin ang kanyang tingin kaya't hinayaan ko na lamang ang aking kamay sa panty ni Liz at hinagkan ko sa ulo ang aking nanglalambing na anak.

Habang papalayo na sa lamesa si Amy, "Tapos nang maligo si Yssa," ang kanyang sinabi na halatang isang paalala.

"Thank you, Amy," ang sabi ko naman.

Sa paglayo ni Amy, our lips touched, and we licked, locked, nibbled, and sucked. My baby has become a more sensual and experienced lover. Breathing slightly heavily through our noses, my left hand slid from between her thighs, and my fingers hooked the bottom of her t-shirt. In a quick motion, I pulled her shirt up and exposed her left breast. Immediately, my mouth darted to her breast and sucked it.

"Aahh!" "Uhhmm," "Uhhmmm," na parang umi-iri si Liz sa pagsuso ko sa kanya. Silyado ng aking mga labi ang kanyang suso at dama ko ang pag-hingal ng kanyang dibdib at tibok ng kanyang puso dahil sa kiliti at sarap na nadarama.

Pikit mata kong nina-namnam ang kanyang utong. Pagdating ng hapon ng araw na iyon, ni-replay ko ang CCTV at nakatuon ang kanyang mga mata sa camera na parang nakatitig sa akin, habang ang kanyang bibig ay bukas sa paghinga ng malalim.

Liz has become bolder and daring, maybe because we both believe that Amy and Aida know already, even though they haven't caught us in the most provocative act. So, I wasn't worried about Amy and Aida; but Yssa could walk in anytime and might catch us.

So, I stopped and lowered her shirt, "Mag-short kana, baka dumating na ang kapatid mo."

"Okay, dad. I'll check on Stella if she wants to eat na."

But before she left the dining area, I grabbed her hand and pulled her closer. I held her face and she leaned to me and kissed her lips for a good ten seconds. After I let go of her, she smiled, and my heart melted. Her smile gave me that tender feeling which is hard to describe, but if I'd try, I would say that it's like that taste of big marshmallow roasting in an open fire in the middle of a cold night and dark but starry sky.

I'm so in love with her.

*** *** ***

The rest of the weekend was relatively uneventful. Liz and I would hug and kiss whenever we found each other alone. However, I let her and Stella do their project, and I also worked in my home office. Yssa stayed the whole weekend as well, even though Jess tried to pick her up on that Sunday morning to go to church. Sabay na lang daw sila ng ate niya na mag-simba in the evening. The three of them went to the pool, but Liz and Stella did not wear swimsuits or bikini and practically just dipped their body in the water and chatted.

My personal driver, Aldrin Gomez, took them to church at pagkatapos ay hinatid si Yssa sa kanilang bahay at si Stella sa kanyang dorm. While Liz was still out with Aldrin and giving the two ladies a ride home, I finished my work and waited for Liz early in the evening. We were busy most of the weekend, so I planned to spend time with her before starting the week the following day.

I texted Liz that I would be in my room, and I told her to text me when she's home and ready, so we could hang out. I didn't know what time Liz arrived, but around 9 pm, she texted me and said that she wanted to watch a movie. We agreed that we'd spend time together in the T.V. room.

Kaso nga lang ay nagka-problema. Tumawag ang isa sa mga naka-duty na material handlers sa isa sa mga warehouses namin at nag-report ng malaking busted pipe at nagka-flooding sa bodega. I had to leave to oversee the problem lalo na madaming mga merchandise na naka-store doon para sa mga consignees, importers, at iba pang mga clients.

I had to stay until morning and worked for the rest of the week to arrange for the repairs and clean up of the warehouse and to facilitate the transfer of the items to the other warehouse for safekeeping. I also had to submit insurance claims—all I had to do on top of my regular task. We have managers, supervisors, and work leaders, but my business partners and I always wanted to be on top of everything. The successive days and the rest of the week were typical, and Liz was busy with school.

*** *** ***

Days and weeks had passed, and I'd forgotten the meeting that Roland wanted to set. The planned meeting with Roland was deferred due to my busy schedule. Eventually, my office secretary reminded me that someone from Roland's office had coordinated the meeting and had set the schedule.

Curious about the meeting's agenda, I texted Jessica because I thought it was business-related.

"Gd pm, wats d meeting all abt?:

"May meeting ba?" tanong ni Jess.

Jess also thought it was a business meeting.

"Meet daw," replied ko

"Wen niya cnabi?"

"Una noong sundo nmin sa clinic."

"Noong sundo ninyo siya?"

"Yes."

"Matagal na iyon, diba?"

"I ws bc kase."

"Wen is the meeting."

"Dis wik."

My phone suddenly rang.

"Hello!" bati ni Jess.

She rather talked than exchange texts.

"Hello! Komusta?"

"Ok lang, komusta din?" sagot niya.

"Meron pa bang documents na pipirmahan?" Tanong ko.

"I think updated naman yung accounts ng company ninyo."

"That's what I thought, too. Kinuha na ni Efren yung copies ng addendum sa contract," Efren is my messenger/liaison.

"Oo, para dun sa dalawang additional guards. Ako ang nag-abot kay Efren."

"That was a several of weeks ago."

"Yah, before his last clinic appointment."

"Gising pa ba siya." Tanong ko para maka-usap si Roland.

"Let me check."

I heard the maid talking in the background, so it seemed Jess was in the kitchen or dining area. Apparently, Roland was not nearby.

As she walked looking for Roland, we chatted, "Gusto din ni Yssa ng basement dito bahay," sabay natawa siya.

"Aba, pwedi naman."

"Paano yun, huhukayin namin ang first floor?"

"Edi dun sa likod ng bahay ninyo."

"Sa backyard?"

"Oo, maluwag yung backyard ninyo, diba."

"Hindi na basement kapag ganun."

"O bakit naman?"

"Magiging parang bunker na siya."

"Bomb shelter," kaagad ko naman naisip.

"Ganun na nga."

"Sabagay ganun nga ang mangyayari kung hiwalay sa mismong bahay." Pag-sang ayon ko naman.

"Gusto niya yung katulad dyan sa inyo."

"Yung sa loob ang access."

"Oo."

"Naku, major renovation yan."

"Kaya nga, eh."

"Namimilit ba siya?" I was referring to Yssa.

"Ay, hindi naman. Nabanggit lang niya."

"Ah! akala ko pa naman nagpapagawa talaga siya ng basement."

"Ano siya reyna," at natawa kami pareho.

"Hindi naman yata spoiled si Yssa," depensa ko naman kahit natatawa.

"Hindi naman nga."

"Yun naman pala."

"Actually, ako ang may gusto ng basement." Sabay tawa ulit kami.

"Hindi nga?"

"Loko lang. Isa pa sa lilinisin iyon."

"May mga maids ka naman."

"Edi naglayas na sila ng tuluyan."

"Pagawan mo na lang ng room sa likod si Yssa." Suggest ko naman.

"Parang studio apartment?"

"Oo, para siya na din ang maglinis."

"Naku, tulog mantika yun kapag walang pasok."

"Ah, ganun ba."

"At saka parang ganun na din naman yung set-up ng kwarto niya sa loob ng bahay."

"Parang studio apartment?"

"Oo. May sariling banyo pero walang kitchen area."

"Pero kung sa likod, at least hiwalay sa bahay."

"Ano yun? Edi, parang nasa compound kami," at natawa ulit kami pareho.

"Kung sabagay."

"Gusto niya yung basement yung katulad nga dyan sa inyo."

"Pero solo ni Yssa ang kwarto niya diba?"

"Yah, she has her own room."

Patricia (Roland's second child) and Daniella (his youngest daughter) share a room, and Raymond lives primarily in the apartment complex he manages. He occupies one of the units with his live-in partner and four-year-old son. Jess and Roland own the complex.

"Well, she can stay with Liz here as often as she likes," I said, even though Yssa is already welcome in the house and has been coming and staying with Liz regularly as they grow up. Besides, the basement's current set up is for Liz, Deth, and Yssa.

While Liz has no problem visiting and sometimes staying over the weekend or the whole week during school break in Jessica's house, Liz prefers that Yssa stays with us instead. Roland's children are friendly, but Liz and Yssa are blood relatives, so they have a stronger bond, and they like spending time together.

"She does like the double-deck," said, Jess referring again to Yssa.

"Oo nga, gusto niya dun sa top bed matulog."

"She likes going up the ladder."

"It's fun nga naman to sleep on the top bunk.

"Diyan, meron small lamp daw kaya she can read sa top bed."

"Edi, ibili mo siya ng double deck na bed."

"Gusto niya na may kasama."

"Si Daniella or Patricia," suggest ko naman.

"Pwedi din naman."

"Or sama siya dun kina Gina at Fe," biro ko sa kanya.

"Ay, oo nga no," at natawa ulit kami.

Gina and Fe are their maids, and they sleep in a double-deck in their quarter.

Eventually, Jess found Roland.

"Oh, he's sleeping."

"Aga naman."

"He's just taking a nap. Naglakad kasi kami sa neighborhood kanina."

It's their routine that Roland exercises, as tolerated, by walking as suggested by his doctor.

"O, sige. I'm sure nothing is urgent, paki-sabi na lang na tumawag ako about dun sa meeting."

"Okay, sabihin ko sa kanya mamya. I'll wake him up for dinner."

"Okay, thanks."

"Is Liz around?" Pahabol niya.

"Heto," sabi ko at sabay abot ng phone kay Liz.

"Hi! Mom." Said ni Liz, and I could not understand anymore what Jess was saying, for I could faintly hear her from the phone becuase it wasn't on speaker.

"Hi mom!"

"……."

"Nothing, we're about to watch a movie."

"……."

"It's Friday, mom."

"…….."

"I have no Saturday class."

"………"

"Our finals are not until next month."

"………"

"This summer?"

"…….."

"Kina Deth."

"…….."

"Can Yssa come?"

"……."

"I'm staying for a month."

"……."

"She could return before her tennis games."

"……"

"hhmm."

"….."

"Nothing, gininaw lang."

"……"

"Aircon is on."

"….."

"In the T.V. room."

"……"

"Stand type, mom."

"……"

"May sliding door."

"……"

"No, not in the basement."

"……"

"hmmm, the one close to the patio."

"……"

"We'll be having snacks."

"……"

"Dad asked for ham and egg sandwich…hmmm,"

"……."

"18 degrees."

"……."

"Yah, it's cold."

"……"

"Just a blanket."

"……"

"Sige, hmmm, pakuha ko kay yaya."

"……"

"Good night, mom."

"……."

"Love you, too."

Liz turned off the phone and reached towards the coffee table in front of the sofa. She had to stretch a little to place the phone on the table, so I grabbed her waist for her not to fall off the couch.

After she placed my phone on the table, I pulled her back to the sofa, closer to me. We were lying on our left sides, and she's in front of me, in a spoon position. The blanket covered us but from our waist and to our feet only. I slid my hand under her shirt and placed my palm on top of her navel. "Hmmm," Liz moaned again when I caressed her tummy.

Her hair smells so good, for she had taken her bath earlier and blow-dried her hair. I love the touch of her smooth skin on my palm. So, as we lay on the sofa to start the movie, I kept sniffing her hair, and my arms wandered on her tummy, waist, hip, and thigh.

"Hmmm," she moaned each time I touched her sensitive and ticklish corners.

"Ikaw ha. Hawak ka ng hawak habang kausap ko ang ex mo." Pabulong na biro ni Liz.

"Nang-gigigil kase ako sa'yo."

"Dapat lang," at kanyang ipinisil ang pisngi sa aking mukha.

"Sana nag-usap pa kayo."

"Habang hinihipuan mo ako?"

"And while I kiss you."

"How could I talk then?"

"I meant, while I kiss your body."

"Ah, okay, baliw ka talaga," at sabay diin ni Liz ng kanyang likod sa aking dibdib.

"And while I suck your nipples." My hand slid from her tummy to her chest, and I cupped her left breast.

"Hmmm," and Liz pressed her butt to my erection.

"And while I lick you, babe." I then lifted my head and reached her neck and kissed her skin.

"Hmmm, dad."

"What, baby?"

"You're making me horny."

"Nalilibugan ka na?"

"Kanina pa."

"Next time kainin kita." At tuloy ang halik ko sa kanyang ulo, likod ng tenga, at leeg.

"Pag-kausap ko siya?"

"Kahit sino."

"Kahit boyfriend ko?" Biro niya.

"Lalo na kung siya." At sabay nibble ng aking labi sa kanyang tenga.

"He could watch us."

"While I lick you?"

"And while you fuck me."

"Sige, let's find you a boyfriend," ang biro ko sa kanya at sinundan ko ng halik muli sa kanyang leeg at lamas sa kanyang suso.

"Hmmm, dad."

My daughter was about to turn and face me, but the glass sliding door suddenly moved. When I tried pulling my hand out from inside her shirt, Liz held my hand and whispered, "don't."

The T.V. room is a separate room from the main living room (Liz and I had our slow walk from the sofa to the hallway and her bedroom in the main living).

The T.V. room was situated close to the rear part of the house and adjacent to the patio. The patio then leads to the swimming pool area. A fixed 3/8-inch cloud grey carpet covers the entire T.V. room. Sandals and shoes are supposed to be left outside the sliding door before coming in. The room is semi-sound proof, so people outside could barely hear the sound inside. However, because of the surround sound inside the room, it's also hard to hear anyone opening the door.

But since the movie was paused while Jess was on the phone, we heard the door slid when Aida opened it. There's a small table outside the room, and Aida had to place the big tray first on the table before she opened the door. Before going in, she removed her slippers and left the door momentarily open since her hands were full.

Malamang nakita niya akong humahalik kay Liz because the horizontal blinds weren't drawn. Ngunit tuloy lamang si Aida na pumasok pagkatapos tanggalin ang mga tsinelas.

In the tray was my sandwich and a can of Pepsi. She also brought Liz's ice-cold calamansi juice, which she suddenly craved. Aida also prepared one of her favorite snacks—Besuto's fried prawn crackers. Those crackers are sold in a pack uncooked. They look like tiny brown squares, which is a mistake to eat them unfried.

When Liz was little, Rebecca and Liz's previous yayas would fry the crackers, and Liz would stand on a chair and watch the small brown squares transformed into curly white and crunchy crackers.

She' so happy and innocent as she watched the frying pan, salivating and waiting for her snacks to be made. I love her so much. Tapus, isasawsaw niya sa vinegar ang mainit-init pang chichiria.

Pag-pasok ni Aida, nangamoy kaagad ang bagong piritong merienda ni Liz at sawsawang suka na may bawang at sili na dala din ni Aida sa tray.

I was not looking directly at Aida, and Liz was the one who said, "Thank you ate."

Her yaya Aida saw my hand inside my daughter's shirt as I cupped her breast while Aida was placing the snacks on the coffee table. After the snacks were set, she turned around, went outside, and closed the sliding door.

Liz wriggled from my arm and escaped from my embrace. She sat on the edge of the sofa with her feet on the floor. The bottom of her baby t-shirt was just below her navel, and her upper iliac bones were slightly covered by the waistband of her boyshorts panty. I love the sight of her erect nipples poking on her tight and fit top.

She carefully pulled the table closer to her. I sat up too, and my baby handed me my sandwich. The chips weren't good when cold, so she started eating them. Susubuan niya ako ng chips at salitang kaming kakagat sa aking sandwich. Buti na lang dalawa ang ginawa ni Aida para sa akin.

But the crackers were really better with spiced vinegar, so Liz slid down the sofa and sat on the carpet. She pulled the table a little closer and extended her legs under it. Carefully, isinawsaw niya ang crackers sa suka habang inumpisahan na namin ang movie. Remembering how she liked the crackers when she's a little girl, I let her eat and watched her enjoyed it while she looked at the screen. I also slid down and sat on the carpet next to her. After we finished our food, I pulled the blanket to cover our shoulders, and we cuddled until we finished the show.

*** *** ***

I was busy at work, and she's busy in school, but when together, we make up for the time we're away from each other. She's a classmate to her colleagues, a friend to her peers, and a sister to her siblings. But when with me, she's my daughter with special benefits.

She's enjoying life and being a classmate, a friend, and a sister, madaming lakad at lakwatsa ang aking anak. Hinihayaan ko lang siya at nauunawaan ko naman ito bilang ama. Kaya madaming mga pagkakataon na nasa galaan o okasyon si Liz. Kung pareho naman ang schedule niya sa akin, hatid sundo ko pa din siya at tuloy pa din ang hawak, sakmal at halik sa aking sasakyan.

At kung may lakad siya kapag weekends, hatid-sundo ko din siya, o kadalasan ay salitan kami ng driver, lalo na kung meron din akong lakad.

One weekend, Liz had to attend a debut of one of her friends. Before the event, she's so worried about what to wear, but she was very excited to fix herself. I gave her a considerable allowance for her dress, and at first, she was shy to accept it. But I told her to look good and dress elegantly for me, so she reluctantly took the extra money.

In the early afternoon before the debut, Patricia fetched her to help her go to the saloon. After that, Liz went to Roland's house to have her eyebrows done. Then, Patricia took her back to the house.

It was in the late afternoon when I realized Liz was back. I walked into her room and found her getting ready for the party. My daughter rarely wears cosmetics, but she is so pretty whenever she does after fixing her makeup.

I never really paid attention to Jessica, Rebecca, and my exes whenever they put on their makeup. I always do something else while waiting for them to finish up in front of the mirror.

But Liz fascinates me for the little things that she does when she's a child and growing up. I observed her discovers things as she played and explored on her own. Watching her do kinds of stuff in her little way was so cute and heartwarming. And now a young lady, my loin gets hot just being near her.

"Hi, dad!" Liz greeted me while she was sitting and facing the mirror.

I kissed her on the cheek and sat on her bed; I leaned on the headboard and watched her prepare. At first, I thought that her eyebrows were professionally done.

"Pinaayos mo ang kilay mo?"

"Kay Yssa."

"Marunong siya?"

"Nagtuturuan sila nina ate Tricia at Daniella."

"Ba't hindi ka paturo kina Aida?"

"Ngye, sila nga ang tinuturuan ko, eh."

I watched her through the mirror, and I noticed that her eyebrows were trimmed in a slight arch, and they were softly angled. Her eyelashes, however, look pretty and glam even without any extensions. Her nails were polished, too, but it was Patricia who did her nails. Liz chose beige, which is close to nails' natural color. Her hair was also trimmed and fell nicely on her shoulders.

"Aba, papanoorin mo talaga ako?"

"Wala lang," sagot ko na lang.

"Sige, para matuto ka."

"Mag-makeup?"

"Para ikaw ang mag-makeup sa akin," sabay tawa ng aking anak.

Deadma lang ako sa sinabi niya at nginitian ko siya.

"Hmmp," pabirong pagtataray naman niya.

"Sige na nga," at sinakyan ko ang paglalambing niya, so I pulled another chair and sat close to her. Pigil ang kanyang ngiti habang minamasdan ko ang ginagawa niya.

Liz first applied what she called a foundation by pouring some on the back of her left hand. Using the palm side of her right middle finger, she dipped it on the foundation and placed three successive dots upwards on both upper cheeks.

She applied it to her nose, lower cheeks, and chin. After that, she spread the foundation liberally on her face. Then she used a pink sponge- or foam-like material to apply the foundation thinly on her skin.

I noticed that she also has some small and sparsely grown hair on top of her upper lip, and she became so conscious about it when I tried to touch her. I told her that it looks pretty on her, though.

"Iy," ang reaksyon niya at sabay salag sa aking kamay.

"Bagay naman ang bigote mo," biro ko sa kanya.

"Baliw ka talaga itay," with an emphasis sa "itay."

"Hindi nga, bagay naman talaga."

"Hindi naman ako balbon katulad ni mommy Becca."

"O ano naman ngayon?"

"Hmm, basta mas bagay sa kanya kase pantay pati sa arms niya."

"Pati sa katawan," bigla kong nasabi."

"Uyy, namimiss niya ex niya." Kantyaw ni Liz."

"Nabanggit lang, namimiss kaagad?

"Sabagay." Pabitin na sabi niya.

"Sabagay ano?"

"Mabuhok nga si mommy Becca," sabay tawa niya.

"Mabuhok? Tanong ko pakunwari.

"Syempre nakasabay ko nang maligo siya noong maliit pa kami ni Deth."

"Maliit pa kayo noon, syempre."

"Tinatanong namin siya ba't kami walang buhok sa ano."

"Ano sabi niya."

"Paglaki daw namin dun tutubo."

"Ah, okay." Sabi ko na lang.

"Ikaw diyan, nakita mo din naman."

"O, ang alin?"

"Yung bulbol ni mommy Becca."

"Kaya nga nabuo si Deth," at tawa kaming pareho.

"Kinwento niya na noon daw sa resort diba naka two-piece nga siya."

"Kailan?"

"Noong first time natin magpunta doon, tayong tatlo."

"A nung maliit ka pa."

"Diba noong sinundo natin siya sa apartment nila ni tita Rowena."

"Ah, yung first time nga natin tatlo dun sa resort.

"Yung nga."

"Na sabi mo nga na gising ka nun."

"Oo, gising ako ng ginagawa ninyo si Deth," sabay tawa ulit kami.

"Oh, anong sabi niya?"

"Tungkol saan?"

"Dun sa buhok."

"Ah, oo nga pala. Sabi niya nakasilip daw yung pubic hair niya sa bikini niya." At natawa si Liz na tila hindi makapaniwala na ikinukwento niya iyon.

"Sinabi niya yun?" Na hindi ko naman lubusang ikinagulat dahil close sila ni Becca at kung ano ano ang kanilang pinag-uusapan kapag magkakasama sila.

"Oo naman."

"Well, it's looked good on her."

"Gusto mo nga daw yung ganun. Manyak ka talaga." Biro ng aking anak.

"Well, that's her natural trait kaya," paliwanag ko naman.

"Eh, ano naman ang natural trait ko?"

"Manipis lang ang bulbol mo, babe." Na may pagka malaswa kong sinabi.

"Anong mas gusto mo?" Palambing naman niyang tanong.

"Syempre yung sa'yo," kaagad kong sagot with emphasis sa "syempre."

"At bakit naman?"

"Ganyan kasi siguro kanipis nung xxxxxx years old ka."

"Mas manipis," ang may pagkaharot niyang sagot.

"Nice!" ang reaction ko naman.

"Pervert!" ang kaagad na banat ni Liz.

"A pervert who fucks you so good."

Liz threw punches on the air and directed them to me while holding her laughter.

"Baliw ka talaga," sabay abot sa maliit na salamin at sa kanyang eyebrow razor para i-shave ang kanyang facial hair.

"Kantutin kita dyan," ang malaswang biro ko sa aking dalaga.

Halatang may kaunting epekto sa kanya ang aking sinabi pero dinedma lamang niya ako habang nakatingin siya sa salamin at marahang tinatanggal ang kanyang manipis na buhok sa ibabaw ng kanyang labi.

Liz also lightly shaved some facial hair on her forehead, which wasn't really noticeable for me. Perhaps, those tiny hairs probably caught her sweat when we fuck hard.

Next, she picked up her concealer and used a cotton bud-like applicator with a small brush at the tip to apply the concealer under her eyes. She spread the beige or light stone-colored liquid on her skin. She used some more on her forehead, on the length of her nose, and her chin.

"Saan mo naman natutunan niyan?"

"Kami kami nina Yssa." At tuloy lamang sa pagpahid sa kanyang face.

"Ah, okay."

"At nagprapractice kami ni Deth pag-magkasama kami."

"Magaling din siyang mag-make up."

"Marunong din siya."

"Sino ang mas magaling sa inyo?"

"Wala naman. Kase madalang lang kaming mag-makeup

"Sabagay hindi kayo parehong mahilig sa makeup."

"Yah, kapag may okasyon lang naman."

To apply some concealer on the contour of her face, she used a small bottle with a roll-on tip just like the tip of a Rexona deodorant. She used again the small sponged to apply the concealer throughout her face evenly.

She used her misty beige Decorte setting powder, which she said that she used the setting powder to "bake" her face (whatever that means). Using another soft sponge, she dabbed and applied it all over her face and waited for it to set.

Meanwhile, while waiting for the powder to set, she used a retractable and slim eyebrow pencil. The color is ebony to match her shiny black hair, but the color still has some light undertone. My baby outlined her eyebrows with professional-like and expert-like quality precision. Her forearm was fixed in front of her, and her wrist moved fluidly in detailing her brows.

After few more minutes, Liz grabbed her fluffy brush, and it was bigger than most of the brushes on the dresser. She brushed her cheeks first, stroking the brush upward to remove the setting powder, and the particles flew and burst in front of her face as if some smoke exuded from her luscious skin.

Next was her forehead, and after that, she tucked her lips inward to brush off the powder around her mouth and chin. Nonetheless, the fluffy brush appeared to have fine bristles, and they may have felt like silk on her smooth face.

After removing the excess setting powder, my baby took the bronzing powder.

"What's that for?" Tanong ko naman.

"To highlight my natural color."

"You have fair skin, anak."

"Well, it makes my skin looks radiant."

"You always look radiant, babe."

"Hmm," ang may kilig niyang reaksyon.

Liz used a slightly smaller brush than the one she used for the setting powder, and Liz measured at least two fingers from the side of her nose to her upper right cheek and applied the bronzing powder. She repeated it on the top of her left cheekbone.

Once more, her wrist gracefully moved as she brushed her forehead, the top of her nose, her chin, and parts of her neck to blend the color of her face and neck with the bronzing powder.

"How come you did not apply that all over your face as the other powder?"

"I apply the bronzing powder where the sun normally hits my face."

"But the party is in the evening and indoors."

"Yah, but I don't want my face to look monotonous."

"Oh, I see."

"You like watching me do my makeup?"

"Well, I don't see you wear makeup often, so I wanted to see," sabi ko naman.

"Pag nagsawa ka na, hindi mo na papansinin ito," ang paglalambing na sambit ng aking anak na nangangahulugan na natutuwa siya na pinapanood ko siya.

"It doesn't mean that when I stop watching you do your makeup ay nagsawa na ako sa'yo," lambing ko naman sa kanya.

"Okey" ang mahinhin naman niyang tugon.

After she applied the bronzing powder, Liz picked a small box of makeup with different colors, and it looks like a painter's palette. She then used a smaller brush after selecting a color and applied it on the upper crease of her eyelids, closer to her eyebrow.

She selected another color and applied it on the lower parts of her upper eyelids, which she applied closer to her eyelashes. She applied that second color on the outer half of her lower eyelids. And then, using her index finger, she popped the color on the inner part of her lower eyelids, closer to her tear ducts area.

Next, using the tip of her pinky finger as a support, as her pinky touched her face, Liz started at the middle of her lash line and drew a line outwards in applying her eyeliner. She was so concentrated on maintaining the tip of the eyeliner horizontally as it touched her skin. When she got closer to the outer corner of her eyelid, she folded her pinky for better support.

Then, it was the inner part of her lashline that she covered, and she started where the lashes begin, then moving outward so as not to touch the inner corner of her eyes. As I observed her keenly, Liz carefully applied thinner eyeliner on the inner lash line.

After completing the top lash line, Liz asked me, "gusto mong matuto?"

"Oo ba."

"Sira," at natawa siya.

"Para ako maglagay niyan sa'yo next time."

"Iyyy," at napa-stomp ng magaan ang kanyang mga paa sa kilig.

To apply her blush, Liz took a different brush and scooped some of the makeup. But before she applied it, she smiled to make her cheek prominent and used the brush in a circular pattern and side to side. She repeated it on the other cheek.

Liz picked up a colored pencil-like material, and she said it's a lip liner. As the name denotes, she used it to lined her lips, but she overlined it, thus giving her lips some fuller effect. She finished her lips with a lovely nude color lipstick that accentuates her fair skin color.

After she's done, Liz faced me and smiled.

"Wow"

"Wow ka dyan."

"You look so pretty, anak."

"Bagay ko pala nag-memakeup."

"Gusto ko yan."

"Anong mas gusto mo, may makeup or wala?"

"I think pareho."

"Yung mas gusto mo nga e."

"Yung walang make up, pero gusto ko din yan."

"Mas gusto mo yung walang make up ako?"

"Yah, kase baby pa din kita," sabay haplos sa kanyang midback.

"Eh pag nakamake-up ako?"

"Parang kang cover girl, anak."

"Sira." Pa-humble niyang tugon ngunit halatang kinikilig.

"You're like that perfect girlfriend na idini-display sa lahat."

"Hmm, pang-display lang pala ako sa'yo." Biro naman niya sapagkat alam naman niya na higit pa siya doon.

"Yung gusto kang aswanging ng iba kapag kasama kita."

"Ikaw, gusto mo talaga yun ha."

"Na ano?" Pakunwari kong tanong.

"Aswangin nila ako."

"You know I like it when other men desire you."

"I like it, too," sabay kindat ng kanyang mga kilay.

The way she was dressed. No doubt, guys—young adults and older—will surely want her.

My baby girl was alluring in wearing an elegant short sleeves evening dress that night. Liz spent the money very well, and it was worth it. That night, she was wearing a semi-gloss black satin dress, and it felt so soft and smooth as my palm touched her lower back. Later, when she stood up, the hem hits just above the top of her knees, and it was so sexy that the back of her knees showed.

The neckline was rather wide, which ran horizontally on the front across her collarbones, and the neckline ends almost to the shoulder points. Her dress fitted her petite upper body, and down her waist, the skirt flared a little. Thus, the dress fitted well for it followed Liz's body. The dress has a V back while the zipper is at the back, so a good portion of her delectable skin was exposed.

My baby was so sexy with her stiletto, and she's wearing them already while putting on her makeup. Her shoes have a pointed toe, and the front upper covers cut across the top of her foot near her toes. The red sole of her black shoes gave a hint of my baby's naughtiness.

Her shoes' red sole complimented her elegant Ruby stud earring in a white gold setting. Her necklace adorned her neck, but the pedant was hidden insider the horizontal neckline of her dress. During the early years of marriage, Jessica would dress almost the same, but our daughter appears more stylish than Jess when she's younger.

When Liz stood up in front of her dresser and faced me, I was in awe and aroused at the same time. She looked like that gorgeous young socialite girl that we see in high-end clubs hanging out with friends having drinks, and having so much fun. What makes my daughter more remarkable is that being that kind of girl seems so easy for her. She's a home buddy for sure, but her outgoing mode becomes so natural when it's time to party.

My eyes feasted on her beautifully clothed body, and I could not help myself not to express my great admiration for my eldest child.

"You're so perfect Liz."

"Thank you, dad. I'm glad you like how I look tonight.

"More than 'like,' anak."

"You love it? She asked me while she turned around, so I could inspect her figure.

"So much."

She teased me, "Hmm, ikaw dyan iba ang nasa isip mo."

"Oh, you know what I'm thinking," sabi ko kaagad sa kanya.

"Wait ka pag-uwi ko."

"Oh, this is torture, baby," I said because I really wanted to throw her in bed.

"Good things cum to those who wait," Liz teased me again.

"I haven't released in three days," I confessed.

My daughter looked at me, bit her lower lip, and pretended to mock me "So, you must be really horny? Poor daddy."

"I want you right now, anak."

"Ayaw ko," ang pa-baby naman niyang sagot.

Kaya sabay inabot ko siya pero, agad siyang umilag at napatili at napatawa ang aking dalaga.

I did not stand up to try to catch her because she might get off balance with her shoes and hurt herself, so I remained in my seat, "Ayaw mo pala, ha."

"Ayaw ko," muling pa-baby niyang sagot.

"At kung ayaw mo?"

Tumalikod siya upang ipakita ang kanyang likod. Wala talagang straps na makikita kaya walang bra ang aking anak sa kanyang suot na damit. Maaring merong built-in na bra ang kanyang damit, ngunit sadyang nakakalibog kapag alam kong walang suot na bra ang isang babae. I'm sure sa gabing iyon, madaming lalaki ang mapapaisip at maaring malibugan kung mamasdan nila ang damit ng aking anak at wala siyang suot na bra.

Pagtalikod niya, lumingon naman siya sa akin at nagsabi, "walang consent."

"At kung walang consent."

Tuluyang humarap siya sa akin at pa-inosenteng nagtanong, "I-rerape mo ako?"

From where I sat, I postured and flexed as if I'm going to reach for her, but instead of screaming and laughing, she stood still and seemed ready for me to grab her.

I did not want her to lose balance and fall because of her shoes, so I remained seated again and said, "If we're strangers to each other and I see you like that, I will abduct you."

"And then?" Liz asked and eagerly listened.

"And then, I'm gonna rape you," and I inhaled deeply and released a sigh.

Liz took a deep breath and also sighed as she appeared to have contemplated what she heard. It seemed that we're both aroused by what I said.

Some strangers would be staring at her and might think about doing that to her. Accordingly, her driver/bodyguard will be taking and watching her at the event and after-party.

Jessica and I agreed that whenever Liz will attend night events or traveling to relatively distant places, Liz shall have her bodyguard. Roland and Jessica's Security Agency has been detailing Napoleon "Nap" Ramirez as Liz's driver and bodyguard. My personal and company driver Aldrin Gomez is not up to the task and has no security training.

However, Liz read my thoughts and step forward towards me, "probably, there will be more guys in the after-party," and she said that seductively. After I ejaculated heavy loads in her mouth when she admitted to exposing herself to the man at the mall, Liz knows that showing herself to other men makes me horny.

Moving away from the rape talk, I asked, "Are you going to display yourself tonight?"

She raised her hands at the level of her chest and turned her wrists as she lowered her hands until her palms were facing out as if presenting her body, "I'm in the full display right now."

Since her neckline is at the level of her collar bones, her tiny breasts were safe from clandestine ogling. All they could have feasted on were her flawless legs and, occasionally, her smooth upper back.

Still thinking about her confession to me that she unhooked her bra for the man in the mall, I instantly asked, "E kung may mamboso sa'yo?"

"Gawin ko yung ginawa ni Stella," and malaswang sagot ng aking anak.

"Oh, God!" ang may pagka-gigil ko nasabi.

Coming from my room to her bedroom, I wore an old torn t-shit and a loose boxer brief.

Looking at my erection, Liz said, "You better hold and wait, sir."

"Ohwooh!" I exclaimed, trying to control myself.

My baby just laughed and added, "bawal magjakol."

"You're teasing me, babe."

"But I'm not just a tease, daddy."

Knowing the Liz and I are intimately connected, I appreciate the slow built-up sensuality that heightens our desires for each other. Kaya naman, I submitted to the anticipation, knowing that later that night, solo ko na siya.

So, I changed the topic.

"Babe, wear exactly what you are wearing right now next time we go on a date."

"You really like my outfit?"

"Everything, from top to bottom."

"Saan mo naman ako ide-date?"

"In the city."

"Oh, ang layo edi haggard na ako pagdating natin."

"Sabagay, baka aswangin na kita bago pa tayo makadating."

"Ano sa highway?" at natawa muli kami.

"Sa madadaanan nating motel," biro ko naman ngunit may halong labis na pagnanasa.

"Parang madami ngang motel papunta doon."

"Kapag hindi ako nakapagpigil, imomotel talaga kita."

"Ganito ang suot ko tapos sa motel mo lang ako dadalhin," kantyaw ng aking dalaga.

Sige, pack a bag, and after your Friday class deretso tayo."

"Tapos magcheck-in tayo ng Friday night sa high-end hotel sa city," super excited niyang sinabi.

"Stay tayo for the whole weekend."

"Pwedi ba iyon?"

"Pweding ano?" Balik na tanong ko naman.

"Makapag-check in tayong dalawa?"

"You're above 18, so there should be no problem."

"Sabagay."

"They would think that you're my young wife."

"You're right. We have the same last name naman, so they'll not suspect."

"Suspect what?"

"Na ina-asawa mo ang anak mo."

"Anong inaasawa?"

Liz moved her hips in a humping motion and laughed.

"Ang cute mo," pa-sarcastic kong sinabi, at dugtong ko pa na, "pakasalan kita diya, eh!"

Liz looked straight into my eyes and said, "I'll marry you, daddy."

"I love you," and pulled my chair closer to her.

From a jolly mood, she switched to a serious and loving mood in an instant.

"I love you, too, dad," and Liz wrapped her arms around my neck and rested her chin on my shoulder. She tried not to have her face touch my face and shoulder so as not to ruin her makeup.

We're keenly aware of the sexual tension between us as we loosely embraced each other. But after we both took a deep breath, we stood up, and I wrapped my arms around her back but delicately avoided my body touched her cheek.

I love it when we hugged and our bodies pressed against each other. My daughter is petite, so I could easily hold her in my arms. Once we were naked in the shower, I inserted parts of my fingers under her armpit; my thumbs still touched together in front of her chest, just above her small breasts.

We were standing in front of the dresser, and we loosen our hold. My fingers interlocked behind her waists and her fingers interlocked behind my neck. She felt my erection on her belly; hence she knew I want her at that moment.

She's done preparing and just waiting for Nap to arrive, but Liz wasn't done teasing me because it seemed that by making me hornier, she becomes more aroused, too. So, as my erection poked her, she said, "Some guys may ask me to a slow dance at the debut."

"Diba sa waist lang ang hawak?"

"What if he pulled me closer?" Liz then started talking softer but not close to a whisper.

"And be like this?" Referring to our position.

"Yeah!"

"I'm sure titigasan siya." At sabay napalunok ako.

Liz felt my strong heartbeat and sensed my excitement.

"Okay, lang sa'yo iyon?"

"I'd say his reaction to a girl like you is just normal."

"Normal to get aroused?"

"Yes, baby."

"Normal to have an erection?"

"You're hot, so definitely."

Liz knew what questions to arouse me, "If he has a hard-on, what would he wants to do?"

"Fuck."

"Fuck who?"

"You, anak."

"What else he might do while we slow dance?"

"Try to kiss you."

"What else?"

"Grab your ass."

"Could that be all?"

"We'll there be lots of people."

"So?" Liz asked me to induce my desire more.

"He'll probably pull you away from the dance floor?"

"Very likely."

"And take you to the side."

"In a darker area?"

"Where guests aren't looking."

"If no one is looking?"

"He'll pull your gown up."

"Then what?"

"Reach for your thighs?"

"What part?"

"Below your butt."

"My butt?"

"He'll grab that, too."

At that point, my eyes are closed, imagining what we're saying. I could not tell if her eyes were closed as well, but I could feel her breathing became long and heavy.

"And it ends there?" Liz asked, but her question was to evoke me further.

"He'll try to kiss you."

"But I'm thinking of you, dad." She pretended to try to veer away from my imagination, but she knew I would go on.

"Reluctantly," I said with a tone of insistency in my voice.

"Reluctantly what?"

"Your kiss."

"My kiss?"

"You kiss him reluctantly."

Though her face or forehead wasn't touching my mouth and chin, I felt her warm breath on my neck and heard her almost inaudible, "hmmm." If she imagined that, too, I wondered if there's a specific person she would have had in mind.

"His lips are the only one busy?"

"His hands move."

"Where?"

"Inner thigh."

"He dares touch me there?"

"And move up."

"While he kisses me?"

"While the two of you kiss."

"His hand moves where?"

"To your panty."

"Hmmm," Liz moaned and pressed my erection more on her tummy.

"He rubs your panty."

My baby said, "While I kiss him," but no longer as a question.

"And your panty is soaked."

"Hmm, I'm wet."

"Yes, baby. You're wet.

"I'm wet."

"So wet."

"Dad, I'm wet now," then I realized what she's trying to tell me.

I turned her and guided her until her butt leaned on her dresser. I noticed her hands shook a little, and her shoulders quivered slightly as well.

She's drunk in lust but jittery.

"Are you okay?"

"Yah, I feel great." My baby said softly. She took a deep breath and gave me small nods.

"Sorry, baby, I can't wait until you return later."

Again, she just nodded her head. I knelt and ran my hands on her legs then up to the side of her thighs. My fingers navigated the inside of her dress until they found the sides of the waistband of her panty.

I anticipated pulling a black bikini panty or a black thong, but I felt the side parts of her underwear have more fabric, thus wider than that of a thong or bikini. When I lowered her panty and revealed it around her knees, my heart was thrilled with her white cotton panty—the same color as Stella's.

However, I wondered whether Stella's knicker was as charming as the one Liz wore that night. It felt so soft on my fingers, and it has light pink braid trim that lined the waist and legs openings. It's a classic cut which is my favorite of all her panties.

When her panty reached her ankle, the fabric was pulled and stretched a little, and I saw the crotch part of her panty glistened with her syrupy juice.

The talk about some guy touching and kissing her was something that she knows I fantasized about. But seeing her becoming wet made me realized that such fantasy arouses her, too.

Liz alternately and carefully lifted her feet so I could remove her delicate garment. First, I stared at the creamy crotch before I placed it on the dorsal surface of my tongue. And then, Liz tenderly caressed my hair as I closed my mouth and sucked her secretions off the fabrics.

I pulled the back of her dress so she will not sit on it, and I prompted her to sit on top of her dresser. After parts of her bum were safely situated at the edge of the dresser, I peeled and folded the front of her dress carefully.

Liz extended her arms and placed her palms on her side. With my fingers, I pulled her necklace until the "daddy" pendant slipped out from her dress. Then, I held her thighs, keeping them spread as I knelt and licked her most intimate part.

I tasted my baby's unwashed and musky pussy before, but I love tasting her hygenated cunt. I savored the delicious newly-bath aroma of her skin before I dove into the main course.

She's so fucking delicious.

My baby wasn't moaning, but her exhales were long and heavy, and each time she'd looked at me, I could feel the air from her mouth on my face and hair.

I sealed my lips around her vagina, stuck my tongue between her inner folds, and rapidly licked her tiny hole.

"Oh God!" "Oh God!" "Oh God!" "Oohh," "Oohh," "Oohh," "Oohh…."

Liz—feet in the air and using her hands to balance—fixed her butt firmly on the dresser and she's cautious not detached from my intrusive tongue.

I felt my tongue getting tired, but I didn't want her to slide back from climbing her peak. To maintain her steady climb, my lips narrowed onto her clit, and I sucked and lightly licked it.

"Oh fuck, dad!" "Oh, fuck!" "Oh, fuck!" "Ohh," "Ohh, "Ohh, "Ohh…."

Her cries and moans felt like cheers from rowdy spectators, and I felt that I was the champion they were rooting to conquer. Thus, I kept on and on until Liz unabashedly cum and squirted like a leaking faucet on my face.

Her copious gush was coupled by a long and trembling, "aahhaahhaahaa," "aahhaahhaahaa…" Liz's thighs felt heavy on my hands, for she gave in as orgasmic ecstasy consumed her.

I stood up and removed my shirt and underwear. My erection sprung from the garter of my boxer, with precum oozing from my dick. Liz struggled to scoot forward and settled her butt near the edge of the dresser, and readied for me.

Though I did not want to ruin her makeup or wrinkle her dress, I found it so erotic not to kiss and hug her. Her gorgeous face and elegant outfit made her look like an unreachable celebrity model whom many could only dream of having.

But there she was, my dream girl with her legs spread in my arms.

"Uhhmmm," her first soft cry upon my first thrust. Slowly pulling and pushing my hips, squeezing my ass for an added push on every full contact. A sultry "Ahh" from her mouth each time our skin collided.

I leaned closer to her and whispered, "How does it feel on your little pussy Elizabeth?"

"Uhhmm, soooo good!" My daughter moaned into my face.

"Do you want daddy to stop?"

"No!" my baby begged. "Keep going, Daddy, it feels really good!" She said quietly in between her deep breaths.

I leaned back, and we both looked where our sexes joined. She once told me that it was hot to see my penis pumped in and out of her twat. And I, too, am mesmerized to see my dick slid in and out of her engorged labias.

Aroused and horny, her juice profusely oozed from her, and some smeared around her gaping sex lips. Froth of her juice covered my rigid meat stick, and more of her semi-condensed sap trickled down her ass, then her cream dripped down the dresser.

God! I was very thrilled and worried at the same time about my daughter's seemingly insatiable sexual appetite. She was around the age when I was having sex with Jessica and Rebecca. But Jessica was even younger when we first had sex. And like Liz, Rebecca was in college when I popped her cherry.

But between her mommy Jessica and mommy Rebecca, of course, Liz is related by blood with Jess. And though my heart felt such excitement, I also felt a faint tinge of worry for the first time that night because from whom would Liz also inherit having a very active sexual desire? Of course, from her real mom, Jessica.

Nonetheless, our connection is also spiritual, but not in the context of faith; instead, in addition to love and lust, our soul and mind intersect.

That night, she has fully seen me. Her arms still extended, and her palms pressed firmly on her sides. We looked at each other while fucking her slowly and passionately. And through my eyes, my daughter had witnessed all my desires.

"He rubs my panty, daddy?" Liz continued what we're saying.

"And slides his finger inside you."

"Hmm, I bet that will so feel good."

"Gusto mong ma-finger while in that dress?"

"It's degrading but hot."

"What if he wants more than finger-fucking you? With an emphasis on 'fucking.'

Liz didn't answer but teased me more, "there will be more guys at the after-party."

"Who else will be there?"

"Could be anyone."

"Strangers?"

"Yah, and some varsities, too."

"Someone, you like?"

My baby said nothing; she bit her lips and closed her eyes. Her body was clothed, so I scanned her thighs, legs, and feet. I never had sex with Jess or Becca or anyone while she's wearing a stiletto, and fucking my daughter while wearing such shoes was so kinky. I fucked Liz while wearing socks before, but humping her with those shoes made me see her as a woman and not my baby girl.

"Yung may gusto sa'kin," was her belated answer.

"Will he be there?"

"Yeah."

"Who is this guy?"

"Guys." Liz corrected me.

My mind suddenly dashed back and forth between what's real and what's play.

But when Liz said, "they've been courting me," of course, I wasn't surprised, but my mind discarded the idea of 'play' and chose to believe that all will be happening for real.

"Are you going to have a boyfriend?"

"You said I could," Liz dodged my question again, and she's good at building me up.

"Tonight?" I asked if she'll hook up with someone.

"There will be dancing," was an elusive reply to my question.

"You dance?"

"When I'm drunk."

I remember how my daughter could be wild when she had wine during Stella's and Yssa's sleepover.

"Someone could put something in your drink."

"Like what?"

"Something to make you horny."

"Why would someone like me horny?"

"He wants you."

"You want him to have me?"

I took a deep breath and shook my head in disbelief of my sudden intense urge. From the deep crevices of my memory, the past suddenly reemerged. I closed my eyes and remembered. I knew who they were, but faces were blurred: His stocky gluteal muscles contracted strongly on every penetration, and I can see his penis gliding in and out of her pussy. Her fleshy labias were hugging his erection tightly as it continuously drilled her. He placed her calves on her chest and shoulder and thrusted her hips harder and faster.

At dahil sa aking naalala, ako'y lalong nalibugan, so I held the back of her knees on top of my elbows. Realizing what I was about to do, Liz leaned back and propped her forearms on the dresser.

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" I grunted habang bigla kong pinanggigilang kantutin ang puki ng aking anak.

"Hhmm," "Hhmm," Hhmm," "Hhmm…," ang mga pigil naman niyang ungol.

Pakiramdam ko ay lalabasan na ako subalit nais ko pang marinig ang aking dalaga kaya ako'y nag-menor sa pagulos ng aking bewang.

"Would you let him?" I ask.

"Only if you want."

On the one hand, the 'play' urged me to agree; on the other hand, 'reality' cautioned me.

"Do you want to? I countered.

"Before, you said I could," and she sounded sincere unless she's good in 'playing.'

"Yes, I said you could," and I sounded uncertain.

"Do I have your permission?"

I placed her calves on my chest and caressed the sides of her thighs and legs. I thrusted her harder, again and again, delving deeply into her syrupy tight hole.

Napa, "Oh, shit!" "Oh, shit!" "Ahh," Ahh," Ahh," "Ahh…," ang aking anak.

Is wanting more powerful than having?

The idea of Liz with another man not only aroused me more, but it also gave me such determination to continue pursuing her.

Vivid and random imaginations at the after-party played in my mind: dancing drunk and sweaty, guys staring at her, hands pawing her ass and breasts lasciviously, her neckline lowered and bare chest exposed, feet up and flailing in the air as this 'varsity' pistons rapidly between her legs.

Liz sensed my desire and stirred me up again, "do I have your permission?

"Oh, baby!" I uttered as my hips continuously swung forward and back. Her dresser kept banging on the wall as I gradually added more force and speed. She maintained her butt firmly on the dresser to receive every slap of my hips.

Amidst the train of hard strokes that I was giving my child, she held her moaned and asked me again, "Do I have your permission?

I looked at her and felt some guilt for corrupting her innocent soul. But I asked myself, 'why should I fight such depravation if it could bring immense pleasure for me, and possibly, to Liz.

Her face expressed the need for an answer the same way when she's younger and would ask for approval of any kind, such as whether she could attend a field trip, go on a hike with friends, or travel abroad.

Once again, on the one hand, the 'play' urged me to stay within limits; on the other hand, possible 'reality' seduced me to accede.

"In one condition."

"What do you want?"

"You must tell me everything."

Liz removed her left leg from my chest, shifted, and placed most of her weight on her right elbow and forearm. With her left hand, she reached my chest to slow me down and asked me, "Like when Jessica told you everything?

Slowly yet still hungrily pumping my girl's slit, I wondered and asked, "How'd you know?"

Liz just smiled at me since she did not really know and ingeniously made me confess.

"You fucked her after she told you everything?" Liz fished for admission.

"Yes," I said without hesitating.

"Okay, I'll tell you everything."

"Yes, everything."

"So, do I have your permission."

"Oh, fuck yes!"

After that, she leaned again on both her elbows and forearms. I kept her right legs on my chest, and with my right hand, I spread her left thigh further. I picked up my pace just a little to savor the wave of pleasure throughout my dick.

"With a condom? She seductively asked.

"Oh, fuck none!" I said again without hesitation because I felt an abrupt rush of the thrilling idea of impregnation with no rubber and pills.

"You really like sloppy seconds, do you?

"So bad."

My daughter is a good cross-examiner, so I again confessed. She could be a good lawyer someday.

Then she mentioned, "Si Nap."

"Huh," I was puzzled, so I asked, "What about him?

"Another sekyu," Liz said, but her tone was more of a taunt rather than a tease.

I closed my eyes and grunted, "Ahh," "Oh, fuck!"

"I will have been drunk."

"Yeah, when he drives you home."

"He'll take me to a motel."

"And do what to you, anak?"

"Bibiyakin niya ang puki ko, dad."

"Gamit ang ano?"

"Ang titi niyang malaki?" At napahinga siya ng malalim at medyo lalo pang hiningal.

"Paano mo alam," ang pagkabigla kong tanong.

"Nakita ko."

"Ha! Paano?"

"Habang umihi."

"Saan?"

"Tabi ng kotse.

"Kailan?"

"Nung sinundo ako."

"Nasaktuhan mo?"

"Sa paglapit ko."

"Matigas?"

"Hmm," at napapikit siya at nagtuloy, "hindi pa."

"Hindi pa?"

"Pero ang haba," ang sagot naman niya.

"Saan ka umupo?" ang aking sunod na tanong dahil sa likod siya palagi umuupo kung hindi ako ang sundo.

Kaya nang sabihin niya na, "sa harap," ay bumulis ang tibok ng aking dibdib.

"Gusto mong matikman?"

"Parang masarap."

"Masarap?"

"Yung titi niya."

"Gusto mong subukan?"

"Baka hindi ko kayanin."

"Bakit?"

"Sobrang laki," at siya'y napasinghap at ang kanyang ungol ay may bahid ng pagnanasa.

"Sinong mas malaki, siya o ako?"

"Kapag tumigas, siguradong siya," at napkagat labi si Liz habang pikit ang mata.

"Gusto mong kantutin ka niya?"

Hindi na siya sumagot, but I felt her pussy squeezed my dick. Pikit pa din ang kanyang mga mata. Liz took in more air, and as she gasped, her delayed answer was an approving nod. Then, she extended her neck at ibinaba ang ulo patalikod habang bahagyang bukas ang kanyang bibig.

"Ohh," "Ohh," "Ohh," "Ohh…" were all I could mumble and grunted as I kept thrusting my hips between her legs.

Again, I took a deep breath and shook my head in another disbelief of my intense urge to see her seduced. Once more, from the deep crevices of my memory, the past continued to reemerge. But this time, the faces weren't blurred. It's Liz and her bodyguard: He's flexing his ass more and more, thrusting his hips stronger and longer. His buttocks and hamstring were also contracting harder on every forceful hump. As her temple strained and her face winced, she held her breath as he penetrated her forcefully. Then, her mouth quivered as she cried, "Ohh, "Ohh, "Ohh, "Ohh…," Her arms tensed on his back as she wrapped her legs around her waist. And while she's pressed under his body, she then opened her legs wider to receive him. And for not so long, her feet trembles as her volcanic orgasm erupted. He fucked my baby for the duration of her orgasm. She looked at his face as she continued to moan, "Aaah!" "Aaah!" "Aaah!"

"Aahh…! His huge testicles hanged and appeared heavy. His balls only bounced a little each time he pushed in, so they're loaded and full. He winced and strained, too, and I saw his balls jerked up as they emptied their luscious loads of inseminating seeds. He looked at her intently as he kept fucking her hard until he finished ejaculating inside my daughter's womb. I saw myself in the scene, watching him pump my baby's pussy with his potent semen.

My eyes were still closed, playing the scene in my head when Liz started to move her hips and meet my pumps. I opened my eyes, and again, there she was looking at me, having a good peek at my soul. Her nose was flaring, and after she bit her lower lip, she shook her head while her eyes were fixed on me and said, "You're a cuck!"

Jessica having Roland was so painful to me in the past. I still remember the agonizing moment when I knelt before Jessica in our kitchen as she spewed cigarette smoke on my face.

But it all started because of my faults. Addy_Lanzon was right that I destroyed my relationship between Jessica and me because I was possessive, jealous, and a childish wimp.

But my fetish turned out to be my protective mechanism to cope with my jealousy because I was afraid of my explosive outbursts. Hence, to tame my anger, I channeled it into such a desire to get off the idea that the person I loved is being ravished by someone else.

Would it be such a bad idea if jealousy is gone in this world?

If watching someone you love could give sexual fulfillment and also enjoying watching her experience the pleasure, sharing might not really be a bad idea if there's mutual gratification.

Jealousy destroyed my marriage, and it was too late when I realized the excitement of sharing and watching Jessica get pounded. There's no way to describe the excitement, for it is to be experienced. Well, if I thought about this idea, many may have craved or done it, too.

Most likely, it's nothing uncommon for girls to have fetishes, too, just like some girls out there who craved to be gangbanged.

At nung minsan habang pantasya namin si Stella being service by two men at the same time from different ends—or being spit roasted—nasabi ko kay Liz na "dapat ka din madoblehan, anak," so she knew that such an idea of her with another guy had been in my mind.

After I said na "dapat ka din madoblehan, anak," I recalled that she did not say anything. Instead, she rammed her pelvis on me and rode my dick harder. I thought that either she liked the idea or was simply carried away by pure lust. Either way, the uncertainty made me feel aroused, knowing that she was not against such a possibility.

"And you're a slut," ang sagot ko naman sa kanya

"Oh, you fucking like that, don't you?"

Inulit kong muli ang sinabi ko noong nakaraan, "dapat ka din madoblehan."

Last time she said nothing, but that night, she first said, "oh, dad…" with tremors in her voice.

"You want to?

"Soooh baahhd," She said in a shaking yet compelling voice.

I felt my heart pumped harder on the idea that she likes to serve not only one lover.

"Fuck you!" I grunted and pumped her harder and faster.

"Tud," "Tud," Tud," "Tud," "Tud," "Tud…," were the successive sound of the wooden dresser against the concrete wall.

"Ahh!" "Ahh!" "Ahh!" "Ahh!" "Ahh!" "Ahh!" her moans reverberated inside her room.

"Yes, fuck me!" "Fuck me!" "Fuck me!" "Fuck me!" Liz commanded and not begged.

Liz moved to her right to avoid the mirror and occupy some space when she lay on her back. She reached back to place her left palm on the mirror, and her right hand grabbed the edge of the dresser, all to brace herself from my rapid attack.

Her neck and upper back extended, and her body trembled again from another orgasm.

"Oh, shit!" "Dad, oh shit!" "Uhh," "Uhh," "Uhh, "Uhh, "Hhooh!" "Hhooh!" "Hhooh! "Oh, God!"

"I'm going to fucking cum, too baby!" "Ahh!" Ahh!" "Ahh!" "Ahh!" Ahh!" I groaned as I tried to maintain my pace and tried to cum with her.

Before I could form another train of vivid scenes in my mind, Liz lifted her head.

I was surprised, but not shocked, when she yelped, "Ate!"

I saw Aida through the mirror, who looked like a deer staring in a headlight. Eyes wide opened, jaw dropped, her arms, body, and legs froze as she watched in disbelief. I forgot to close the door completely when I entered the room, so Liz and I were inside while the door was left ajar the whole time.

My whole naked body covered my daughter, so my butt faced Aida as she stood in a catatonic state near the door.

Instantly, in my mind, I knew that Aida and Amy already suspected or probably knew about the incest. Since her yaya might have known already, I continued my pull and push movement between my daughter's legs.

Pleasure had overcome shame.

Liz appeared clearly apprehensive about what we were doing when, for the first time, Aida had witnessed Liz and me having sex. However, my daughter's embarrassment was also trumped by lust and pleasure, and she dropped her head back on the dresser and continued moaning.

I continued observing Aida through the mirror. Her eyes were trained on my oscillating hips, and her face was a picture of amazement rather than disgust. Nonetheless, I could tell that her amazement was not really for being utterly surprised but more of validation of what they already suspected.

She and Amy had a clue, but catching us confirmed the suspicion.

Mautal-utal na nagsalita si Aida. "Nandyan na po si Nap."

Liz was compelled to answer since siya ang sinusundo ng driver/bodyguard, "Ah," "Ah," "Ah," "Ate pakisabi wait lang."

Hindi na sumagot si Aida at tumalikod na lamang at lumabas ng kwarto.

*** *** ***

Nagising ako sa aking pagkaka-idlip ng biglang gumalaw ang aking kama. Bago ko pa tuluyang buksan ang aking mga mata, naamoy ko na ang halimuyak ng aking anak at nadama ang kanyang pagdapa sa kama at pagyakap sa aking dibdib.

Isiniksik niya ang kanyang ulo't mukha sa aking leeg at ako'y pumihit upang siya'y yakapin. Kung ano ang amo'y niya nang siya'y sinundo at umalis ay pareho lamang habang kami'y magkayakap sa kama. Suot pa din niya ang kanyang magandang damit, ngunit hubad na ang kanyang mga paa. Idinampi at ikiniskis ni Liz ang kanyang pisngi sa aking pisngi at tila kuting na nanglalambing.

Napaisip ako kung bakit hindi siya amoy alak, o maski usok ng sigarilyo mula sa ibang tao. Napatingin ako sa orasan sa dingding at ako'y medyo nalito sapagkat ayon sa aking pagkakabasa, isang oras lamang nawala si Liz.

"O, bat agad ka yatang umuwi?"

"Hmm, wala lang." ang pasimpleng sagot niya.

Ang sarap ng pakiramdam ng kanyang pisngi sa aking mukha, dahil na rin sa paghilamos at pagtangal ng make-up.

"Akala ko ay makikipag-party ka pa?"

"Akala ko din, eh."

"May nangyari ba? Na medyo ako'y nag-alalala.

"Wala naman."

Convinced of her answer, I said, "Okay."

"Gusto lang kitang makasama," at muli siyang sumiksik sa aking yakap.

"So anong ginawa mo dun?"

"I gave her my gift."

"Did you eat?"

"Kaunti lang."

"Did you drink?"

"No," at ako'y kanyang pinisil ng kanyang yakap.

"So, hindi ka na nagstay?"

"Tumakas na ako."

"Hindi ka nila napansin?"

"Nino?"

"Mga friends mo?"

"Tinext ko si Nap sabi ko uwi na ako, tapos lumabas na lang ako."

"Sabagay, everyone was probably preoccupied with something."

"Unzip me," she requested.

I reached on her back and unzipped her dress. After that, she removed it and pulled the blanket that covered my waist ang legs. I sleep naked in bed, so when Liz snuggled to me, her body felt so amazing inside my airconditioned room. Ang sarap magyakapan ng hubad sa malamig na silid at sa ilalim ng kumot. Napakabango pa din niya na parang bagong ligo.

She giggled first then said, "Tumulo yung tamod mo sa sasakyan."

"Saan ka umupo?"

"Sa harap."

"Sa tabi ni Nap?"

"Oo."

"Habang wala kang panty?"

"Ikaw kasi. Teka, nasan ang panty ko."

"Nandun pa din sa kwarto mo."

"It's so hot palang walang suot na panty."

"Saka wala ka ding bra."

"Yah, I felt naked, and horny."

"You could have stayed for a while."

"And what?" Ang mahinhin niyang tanong.

"I thought you're gonna have some fun."

"I thought so, too."

"So you missed the after-party."

"You wanted me to go to the party?"

"You said you're going to meet some people."

"The varsity?"

"Or others that you know."

"You really wanted me to go out with someone?"

"I imagined it."

"It's okay, dad." Liz encouraged me to be more open about my fetish while we're not in the midst of having sex.

Sober from lust, I said, "Yes, I want you to go out with someone, but at the same time, no."

"I understand, dad, what you're saying."

"I don't want you to get into any trouble."

While hugging me, my daughter kissed my chin and placed her right leg on top of my erection. Liz was very caring of my feelings, and she asked me so tenderly, "You really want me to hook up with someone?"

"Under the right circumstance, yes."

"You want to watch, too?"

"Yes, honey."

"With how many guys?"

"Two, or three."

"Wow." She sounded a little surprised.

"But only if you want."

For the first time, Liz openly admitted it, "Yes, I want to."

Liz first admitted that she had seen MMF and MMMF in porn and fantasied about it.

"We're having incest, so we're perverts anyway."

"Disenteng perverts," salo naman ng anak ko.

"So, how come you fantasied about it?"

"Most girls on the videos are enjoying it too much."

"True, especially the amateur ones."

"It sets my pussy on fire watching, so I was curious to try it."

"You're allowed to have a boyfriend."

"If will have a boyfriend, should he know about us?"

"That's hard to tell, anak."

"Yeah, I know."

"How could we really hide our relationship from him?"

"Eventually, he could find out."

"We could always stop."

"I don't want to, dad. I'll always choose you first."

Feeling a little guilt for seemingly becoming a hindrance to her possible future relationship, I guaranteed her, "You will always have me no matter what you decide someday."

"But you know what my other fantasy is?"

"What."

"Threesome with you and my husband."

"That's fucking hot anak." Natawa siya sa aking reaksyon.

As we talked about it, it's clear that she wanted to experience a threesome with other men, but in reality, she could not really do it because people talk. Liz wanted complete privacy, but it isn't easy to achieve that nowadays.

Her body ached to explore the joy of being pleasured and revered by more than one man at the same time. She admitted wanting to have rough sex with two guys, but she's scared to be shamed and objectified. That's why she said that if ever she'll have a threesome, it would be with two people she loves and trusts. It seems that we just have to find her a husband someday who will fit right into our lives.

We chatted for a while before I asked her, "are you tired already?"

"No, dad. Just chilling right now."

"Chill, but I feel so hot." And I chuckled.

"Hmm, you want to cum again inside me?"

"Yes, anak," at hinalikan ako ni Liz, hudyat na gusto niya muling makatikim.

"Oh, dad, tayo ulit siya," bigkas niya habang hinihimas ang aking katigasan.

It was highly erotic when I fucked her and cum inside her earlier that night on top of the dresser with shoes and attire. But I always like taking her while we're both naked and sweaty.

*** *** ***

However, while Liz was gone, I received a call from my lawyer. I had been expecting my lawyer to call me, but I didn't know when she would contact me. Incidentally, the call happened when Liz was away for a while.

So, my mind was preoccupied, though my dick was aching again for my daughter.

"Babe, I want to tell you something."

"About what?" at sabay sikiskik muli ng kanyang labi't pisngi sa aking leeg.

"Remember that Roland and I were supposed to have a meeting?' Napaurong naman ang kanyang mukha nang bigla kong banggiting ang meeting namin ni Roland.

"Ah, natuloy din?" She casually asked.

"A few days ago."

"Wasn't it about business?" she politely asked but appeared not interested.

"No, it's about family?"

"Family?" Liz became curious, especially because our conversation shifted from sex to something about Roland and family.

"Is he dying? Liz asked with some concern.

"Well, he's been sick, but we really don't know his whole condition."

"Is it some bad news of another kind?"

"Oh, no, honey."

"So, what is it?"

I stared at the ceiling for a while. The information that my lawyer told me could have been shocking for me had it been the first time I hear about such news that night. But I expected that it would be a surprise for Liz.

Na-intriga ang aking anak dahil bihira akong magseryoso sa anung mang bagay, at kung ako'y nagseseryoso man kung minsan ay paumpisa lamang ito ng isang biro o ka-kornihan. Subalit hindi ko maikubli kay Liz ang tunay kong nararamdaman.

My voice and body expression betrayed the emotion that I tried to control. I felt ambivalent for the past few days; uncertainties loomed for something unexpected in our lives. That was one of the times that I needed my daughter.

"Dad, what's going on? She asked me in full appreciation of the gravity of what I was about to say. She loosened up her embrace and postured beside me, ready to listen.

I described what happened in the meeting and told her everything.

*** *** ****

My meeting with Roland was delayed because of my busy work schedule, which was compounded by the warehouse flooding incident. Roland's secretary initiated the scheduling; eventually, our respective office secretaries coordinated and made the appointment for the meeting. When my company/personal driver, Aldrin Gomez picked me up from the office, I noticed that our direction was not towards Roland and Jess' office.

"Drin, nag-detour ka yata?"

"Ano po yon, sir?"

"Hindi naman ito ang papunta kina Jess."

"Ah, sir. Hindi po dun ang meeting."

"Saan, daw?"

"Dun po kina Atty. Remy," which is short for Atty. Bianca Remedios-Lopez. She was popularly known as Atty. Remy when she's single, and she kept representing herself in the legal profession as Atty. Remy even after she married her husband, Gerardo Lopez, an entrepreneur.

Atty. Remy is one of the senior associates of the firm that represents Roland and Jess's business. I met her before and know that she's a civil law practitioner. It was one of the partners in the law firm, Atty. Victor Gaite or Atty. "Vi-Gai" (pronounced as "Veejay"), who always represents Roland's business since Atty. Giate handles corporate matters.

"Ah kina Atty. pekpek pala tayo."

"Ay, opo sir! Sama sama nga pala sila dun nina Atty Remy," at natawa si Aldrin pero nung una hindi niya gets.

I had to explain to him na yung nickname ni Atty. Gaite na "Veejay" ay slang sa vagina. Ewan ko ba kay Atty. Victor at mas gusto niya iyon. Pwedi naman din kasing Atty. Vic na lang.

"Oh, teka." May bigla akong naalala.

"Ano po yun sir," sabay tingin ni Aldrin sa rearview mirror dahil nabigla din siya sa akin.

"Si Atty Jayson, natawagan ba?" I was asking about our company lawyer, Atty. Jason Gigante.

"Sir, si Atty. Wendy Buena po ang pupunta."

I know Atty Buena, but she doesn't work for Jason or a member of Jayson's firm.

"Oh, bakit hindi si Jayson?"

"Ay, hindi po ako sure, sir."

I dialed my phone, a little confused but not flustered, and called my secretary, Raquel Perez.

"Rocky," (ang tawag namin kay Raquel).

"Sir?"

"Anong meeting ba ito?"

First of all, I'd raised her salary several times since Rocky has been proactive and effective in managing my work and personal affairs. It's not her fault that I tend to forget what she prepared or planned for me.

So, she explained, "Sir, hindi po corporate ang meeting ninyo kaya po si Atty. Wendy ang counsel ninyo today."

"Ah, ganun ba?"

"You signed po yung retainer contract niya last week."

"Oh, yun ba yung sinabi mong for an outside counsel?"

"Opo."

"So ako pala ang magbabayad?"

"Opo, sir" at natawa kaming pareho at naalala ko na din bigla ang mga sinabi ni Rocky nang iabot niya yung contract para pirmahan ko.

"Okay, have it deducted from my salary."

"You already signed the check to be drawn from your personal account."

Pati yung pag-sign ko ng check ay nakalimutan ko na din.

At saka hawak nga pala ni Rocky ang checkbook ko at naalala ko na pinirmihan ko din ang check noong pinirmahan ko ang retainer contract ni Atty Wendy. Kung salbahe lang si Rocky, madali siyang mag-commit ng fraud at hindi ko mapapansin.

"Tungkol saan ba yung meeting?"

"Ayaw pong sabihin ni sir Roland yung agenda."

"A ganun ba?"

Nag-isip ako bigla kung ano ang possible reason. For the past years, wala naman kahit anong issue, business or maski personal man.

"Opo,"

"So walang background information si Atty. Wendy?"

"Wala po, pero she'll be there too make sure that you're represented po and give you advice."

After we talked for a while and after I hang up the phone, kinabahaban ako nang hindi naman lubos na nabahala. Pwedi pala yung ganun.

I know I'll be going to the meeting with lawyers around, but I still wondered what it was all about. I imagined several possible reasons, but nothing made sense on why Roland would want to meet without a predetermined agenda.

While I don't bring anything to any corporate meeting since the lawyers prepare and bring all documents, but on that day, Atty. Wendy and I have nothing with us when we're about to meet Roland's party.

Nandun na yung sasakyan ni Roland pagdating namin. Halos sabay naman kaming dumating ni Atty. Wendy.
After we exchanged pleasantries, I asked her, "what's this all about, Atty?"

"Your guess is as good as mine, Mr. Belverde."

"Should I worry about anything?"

"In general, there are no surprises in terms of the other party's seeking remedies."

"Meaning?"

"Well, this is just an initial conference, so let's find out what they want."

"That's all we can do right now."

"Do you anticipate any possible contentious matter?"

"No, Atty. We don't have any dispute at all."

"What about in the past."

"Noon, attorney."

"What's that past issue?"

"Roland is the husband of my ex-wife."

"Roland?" Tanong kaagad ni Atty. Wendy at sabay tingin sa notes niya.

"Yung ka meet natin sa loob."

"Ah, Mr. Roland Mangrobang pala," Rolly Mangrobang kasi ang nasa folder ko.

Atty. Wendy briefly interviewed me at the parking lot, and among her question was, "when was the decree of the annulment granted?"

"Walang annulment, attorney."

"Walang annulnent?" Biglang tanong niya na bigla ding nagka-concern sa kanyang mukha.

"Hindi nag-prosper yung fi-nile na annulment ni Jessica."

"So, you're still married to her."

"Ganun na nga, atty. Pero matagal na kaming hiwalay."

Since I have been part of the business community, many are familiar with our family background but not the details kaya nasabi ni Atty Wendy na, "I know hiwalay kayo pero I'm just learning right now na valid and existing pa din pala ang marriage ninyo."

"I consulted an attorney years ago, but in the end, Jessica, Roland, and I settled everything for the sake of the children.

"Children? Oh, may anak nga pala kayo, si Liz."

Atty Wendy is Liz's professor sa jurisprudence dahil part-time instructor si attorney sa school ni Liz.

"Pero may anak si Roland at si Jessica."

Bago nakapagsalita si Atty. Wendy ay tinawag kami ng office secretary para pumasok. Paglapit namin sa entrance ng office, biglang lumapit sa akin si Raymond para mag-bless. Instead, I shook his hands. Nagyoyosi kasi siya sa labas at siya ang nag-drive sa father niya that day.

Atty Wendy, then appearing still concerned, tried asking me before we entered the conference room. "Did you contest paternity?"

"What?" I asked though I knew exactly what she meant to ask, but before she could follow up, Atty Remy greeted us and ushered us in.

We entered the other conference room, different from where we normally meet for business matters. The conference room we used that day has a big round table, which is typically used in mediation because the circle represents no sides.

We picked our seats and Atty. Wendy and I sat next to each other. When Roland entered the conference room (coming from the restroom), we moved so he could sit on the nearest chair as soon as he stepped into the room. He was using a cane and looked better than the last time I saw him. Again, we exchanged pleasantries, at nagkomustahan.

Then, the meeting started.

Atty. Remy: Mr. Mangrobang would like to start.

We all attentively listened since he's wearing a mask to protect his immune system. Umentrada muna siya ng mga usapang tungkol sa pamilya, kabuhayan, pag-aaral ng mga bata, at kung ano-ano pa bago niya binuksan ang tunay na paksa.

Nagpasakalye muna, kung baga.

Roland: Alam ninyo naman na nag-dadialysis ako at around three years ago nang magstart itong aking treatment. Advise ng aking doctor na kailangan ko ng blood donors, in case mangailangan ako ng dugo.

Roland paused and coughed, and Patricia, who also accompanied him gave his dad some water. After he drank, he continued.

Roland: Recently, advise ng doctor ko na yung mga bata ang maging back-up donors in case walang available na donors or walang supply ang hospital. Okay naman sa mga bata at okay din kay Jessica dahil reserve lang naman sila.

Tumingin si Roland kay Patricia at tila gusto niya na ang anak niya ang mag-tuloy. Graduate at licensed na med-tech si Patricia.

Patricia: Bale tito, noon po, I performed ABO blood testing to determine our blood types.

"Of course, para alam ninyo kung sino ang pweding possibleng donor," ang sabi ko naman upang alam niya na nasusunod ko ang gusto niyang sabihin.

Ngunit imbis na i-acknowledge niyang ang sinabi ko, deretso siya sa kanyang punto. Napansin ko din na medyo anxious siyang tapusin ang nais niyang sabihin.

Patricia: At saka po pala tito, normal lang o possible na hindi pareho ang ABO blood type ng anak at ng parents.

I was a little confused, even the lawyers, when Patricia mentioned the ABO blood types, and Patricia noticed that we were puzzled.

Patricia: Pero hindi po conclusive of paternity ang ABO blood test kahit magkapareho ng blood type ang anak at ang father.

Atty Wendy: I handled some cases regarding paternity and even used that system as evidence, however we lawyers typically point out the result and not the detailed process. Lalu na kung may stipulation naman.

Atty Remy: Yes, at sa mga cases na ang issue ay ang paternity ng bata.

Atty Wendy: True panyera, since walang issue sa maternity.

"Kasi nga naman alam ng nanay kung sino ang lumabas sa kanya," dugtong ko naman.

Everyone laughed at pati si Roland kaya napa-ubo siya ulit. Nagpatuloy naman si Patricia.

Patricia: Pero ang rule nga po kase sa ABO test ay hindi siya conclusive as proof of paternity.

Atty Remi: And that I remember.

Napatingin sa akin si Atty Wendy, and being smart as she is, na-gets namin kung saan papunta ang sinasabi ni Patricia.

Naramdaman ko na parang lumamig ang aking likod at tumayo ang mga balahibo ko sa katawan. Ang aking leeg, pisngi, at tenga ay parang lumulutang at hindi ko maramdaman. Subalit ang aking mga mata, ilong, at lalamunan ay parang kaunting napisil dahil sa pagbukal ng emosyong matagal na nakubli.

I leaned forward from my chair, my elbows on the table, and my fingers covered my mouth. I took a deep breath and started to well-up, and Atty Wendy patted my back to comfort me. Well, I wasn't really uncomfortable per se because what I felt was that as if something very heavy was lifted from me.

Patricia was overtaken by emotions as well and started crying, but not of sorrow, but more of filial sympathy for her father and utmost regret for me.

But she continued.

Patricia: Tito to skip explaining po yung medical terms and to avoid discussing the details of the blood test, to sum up po, pagdating po kay Yssa, conclusive po na hindi si papa ang biological father ni Yssa.

Atty Wendy: Do you have the result of the test?

Patricia: Attorney, ako lang po ang nag-conduct nung test sa bahay.

Atty Wendy: Can we have it done in the lab so we can have a definitive result?"

Tuloy lamang silang nag-uusap dahil ako'y napayuko sa lamesa at takip ng aking mga palad ang aking mukha habang ako'y umiiyak.

Atty Remy: Panyera, we conducted a DNA test instead of another ABO blood test.

Iniabot ni Atty Remy and DNA result kay Atty. Wendy at matapos niyang basahin ang document ay tinapik niya ako upang iabot ito sa akin. Pagbasa ko ng findings ay napatingin ako kay Roland na tahimik lamang na naluluha. Nilapitan siya ni Patricia at niyakap ang ama.

Tumayo si Atty. Remy at sinenyasan si Atty Wendy upang sila ay magusap. Halos tatlong metro lamang ang layo nila sa lamesa habang nag-bulungan. Pagkatapos ay lumapit naman sa akin si Atty. Wendy at tinanong ako.

Atty. Wendy: Do you want to have a DNA test?

"What do you think, attorney?"

Atty Wendy: The lab has Yssa's profile already. I suggest that you submit a specimen.

Alam ni Roland na kami lamang dalawa at walang ibang lalake noong nabuntis si Jess. Marahil sa isip ni Roland, baka meron akong alam na ibang pang lalaki kaya imuningkahi ng abogado niya na magpa-DNA ako.

Malamang ito din ang dahilan kung bakit discreetly akong tinanong kung nais kong magpa-DNA test.

Subalit alam ko din na kami lamang dalawa ni Roland at walang ibang lalaki. Ngunit upang ciento por cientong aking matiyak ang katotohanan, tumango ako sa mungkahi ni Atty. Wendy.

After Atty Wendy relayed my decision, Patricia took a DNA kit that she obtained from the lab company. She conducted the swabbing on my cheeks, and Atty Wendy took a video and recorded everything from the beginning, up to the sealing of the package. (After the meeting Atty. Wendy and Atty. Remy personally delivered the package to the company and documented the chain of custody by video recording and identifying, through a signed receipt, the person who received the package).

It was a very emotional afternoon that day. Before we all left the office, Roland and I talked. His eyes expressed remorse even though he never openly apologized.

Looking back, Roland, Jessica, and I were in pare delicto. However, what happened to us was attributable to our individual acts, and it was I who initially caused my marriage with Jessica to deteriorate. My neglect and emotional abuse made Jessica felt empty and unwanted.

Someone commented na kawawa ako at binaboy ng asawa. Hindi gumanti maski pwede naman ipakulong o bugbugin. Another person also commented, that hayop na babae si Jessica. At baka kung siya man ang nasa lugar niya ay sinampal at pinahiya na niya si Jess. I appreciate their sentiments, but it was my fault why Jess looked for satisfaction elsewhere. My actions ignited Jessica's dormant fantasy and desires, and it's unfortunate that when that energy erupted, she landed in Roland's arms.

But as Liz, Deth, & Yssa grew up, civility has prevailed and has overcome the lurking animosity among us parents for the children's sake. As a father, I love Liz and Deth equally. But with Yssa, I was uncertain about what to feel about her. For the past years, I never looked at her as the fruit of my wife's betrayal. Maybe because I never wanted others to see Deth as the fruit of my own infidelity.

"What's going to happen now?" I asked Roland.

Napatingin lamang siya sa abogado niya.

Atty Remy: They don't know yet.

"Sino ang may alam?"

Patricia: Bale pati po si Daniella at Raymond.

Atty Wendy: Dahil nga sa walang issue sa maternity, sa putative father muna sinabi.

Atty Remy: Parang ganun na nga panyera.

"Salamat at sa akin ninyo muna sinabi. I really don't know what to do right now.

Patricia: Kami din po hindi naman alam kung anong mangyayari kapag nalaman na ni tita Jess at Yssa.

Naiyak muli si Patricia, at sa puntong iyon, I realized na walang blood relation si Roland, Raymond, Patricia, at Daniella kay Yssa dahil presumed na ako ang dad ni Yssa. At isa pa, conclusive na excluded ng ABO blood typing system si Roland bilang biological father ni Yssa.

Naramdaman ko bigla ang lungkot na kanilang nararamdaman, lalo na sa tatlong magkapatid.

"Alam kong Yssa will always be your baby sister."

"Hindi po magbabago iyon," ang sabi ni Patricia habang tuloy ang pag-luha.

Atty Wendy: Ilang taon na si Yssa?

After confirming Yssa's age, Atty Wendy said that, between Jessica and me, I could have shared custody of Yssa.

"I'm not going to change anything right now," sabi ko naman dahil nga maski ako ay hindi alam kung ano ang gagawin.

Atty Remy: When do you want to tell Jessica and Yssa? Ang tanong niya kina Roland.

Ako na ang sumagot na, "After ng DNA test."

Atty Wendy: I agree, so if they want proof, we can show the result.

When Atty Wendy mentioned having a result to show Jess and Yssa, bigla kong sinabi kay Patricia ang blood type ko.

Patricia: Hindi po kayo excluded, tito.

Atty Wendy: So, ganun na nga. Sa ABO blood test, presumptive dad si Mr. Belverde?

Patricia: Opo attorney.

Muli akong naiyak subalit hindi ko matiyak kung bakit. Hindi naman dahil sa lungkot at hindi naman dahil sa tuwa. Ngunit kahit walang bahid na hinanakit na nararamdaman kay Yssa, hindi ko alam kung paano ko siya mamahalin bilang tunay kong anak.

"I don't know if I should congratulate you or not." Ang pabulong na biro ni Atty. Wendy sa akin upang i-comfort ako.

Atty Remy: Since we'll be waiting for the "confirmatory" result through DNA, maybe we could move on to the next topic. Should I proceed Atty Wendy?

Hawak na ni Atty Wendy and isang pahinang papel na inabot sa kanya bago mag-umpisa ang meeting kaya't alam na niya kung ano ang susunod na pag-uusapan.

Atty Wendy: Article 148 na tayo, panyera?

Atty Remy: Yes, attorney. Dissolution, accounting, and distribution of co-ownership.

"Ano iyon," bigla akong napasingit.

Tinanguan ni Atty. Remy si Atty. Wendy para si Atty. Wendy ang mag-paliwanag. Gets na kasi ni Atty. Wendy ang mga dapat pag-usapan mula sa mga impormasyon na kanyang nalaman mula sa pagdating namin sa meeting.

Atty Wendy: Dahil hindi annulled ang kasal ninyo ni Jess, yung properties nila ni Roland ay hahatihin at in general, fifty-fifty kung walang ibang issue. Tapos, yung kalahati na makukuha ni Jessica ay magiging part ng absolute comminty property ninyo ni Jess.

Atty Remy: The same goes with you, sir. Your properties are also Jessica's properties.

Actually, alam ko naman iyon dahil na-explain na sa akin before ng nauna kong lawyer. Subalit it was surreal to arrive at the moment that such topic, rule or law was suddenly relevant and ripe for application.

Kung sabagay, ayos naman sa akin iyon dahil milyonario sina Roland and Jessica ngunit hind naman ang property nila ni Roland ang habol ka dahil pantay or higit pa ang sa akin, lalo na wala naman akong partner.

Rebecca and I have no common properties and she has her separate business and properties. I provided the house and send financial support dahil may anak kami. Yung nga lang, property din ni Jess ang tinitirahan nina Becca at Deth.

Atty Wendy: Panerya, magcoordinate na lang ang office natin sa dissolution ng co-ownership nina Mr. Mangrobang and Mrs….

Hindi maituloy ni Atty. Wendy ang sasabihin at tahimik lang kami ni Roland. Subalit nagsalita na ako to diffuse the awkwardness.

"Papayag ba si Jessica sa dissolution."

Atty Remy: Si Mr. Mangrobang ang mag-initiate ng petition because he's part of the co-ownership.

Atty Wendy: Walang choice si Jessica.

Natawa kaming lahat nang 'Jessica' na lamang ang ginamit ni Atty. Wendy.

Atty Remy: Sa number three na tayo, panyera.

Atty Wendy: Okay, panyera.

Atty Remy: Last will and testament ni Mr. Mangrobang. I will draft and when Mr. Mangrobang signs it, you will be one of the three witnesses.

"Witness lang ako? Wala akong makukuha?" Biro ko naman.

Natawa kaming lahat at napa-ubo ng husto si Roland dahil sa tawa. Hindi na ako nag-birong magtanong kung malapit na siyang tawagin ni Lord, dahil hindi natin alam kung sino talaga ang ma-uuna sa ating lahat.

Atty Remy: My device and legacy si Maria Luisa from the free portion of Mr. Mangrobang's future estate.

"Maria Luisa?" tanong ko bigla

"Si Yssa, po." Sagot ni Patricia.

Natawa ulit ang lahat sapagkat, it seemed funny that I forgot the whole name of "my own" daughter.

Atty. Wendy: Bale may mamanahin si Maria Luisa mula kay Roland.

Atty. Wendy emphasized Yssa's full name to tease me. Natawa muli kami at it was nice because the mood had changed.

Atty Remy: Furthermore, Raymond, Patricia, and Daniella would execute a deed of donation, in due time, to donate portions of their legitimes to Maria Luisa.

Atty Wendy: Well, of course not until the testator….

Hindi ma-ituloy ni Atty Wendy ang sasabihin ngunit Roland made a "throat slit" gesture with his hand kaya't tawanan ulit kami.

Atty Wendy: Can we have a total of four witnesses, panyera?

Atty Remy: Sure, who do you suggest?

Atty Wendy: Raymond, Patricia, and Daniella.

Tumingin si Atty. Remy kay Roland at tumango naman siya.

Buti na lamang at alerto si Atty. Wendy dahil ginawa niyang witnesses ang mga anak ni Roland. Sa ganun paraan, kapag nag-attest sila sa will ni Roland, mahihirapan silang bawiin ang pamana ni Roland kay Maria Luisa.

Atty. Remy: Oh, number four na tayo.

Atty. Wendy: Okay panyera.

Atty. Remy: Although still pending DNA test result, the next will be the correction of Maria Luisa Mangrobang's name in her birth certificate to Maria Luisa Balverde y Tongco.

I was again overwhelmed by an instant rush of emotion upon hearing Yssa's potential full name.

"Tongco?" Si Patricia naman ang napatanong.

"Ang maiden name ni Jessica ay Jessica Tongco y Natividad," ang sagot ko naman.

"Ah, okay po." Nang ma-realized ni Patricia.

Half Chinese ang lolo Greg ni Liz kaya medyo may pag-ka chinita din si Liz.

Atty Wendy: Panyera, we could proceed with the correction of her name sans DNA result.

Atty Remy anticipated the suggestion.

Atty Remy: True, panyera.

"Hindi ba mas malakas ang ebidensya with the DNA result? Tanong ko naman.

Sumenyas muli si Atty. Remy kay Atty. Wendy para ipaliwanag sa akin.

Atty Wendy: Dahil hindi na-dissolved ang marriage ninyo ni Jessica, all births during the marriage are considered legitimate.

Atty Remy: Unless the husband contests the paternity within certain periods.

Atty Wendy: Kaya nga actually, maski halimbawang hindi mo biological daughter si Yssa, sa mata ng batas, anak mo siya at apelyido mo pa din ang dapat niyang gamitin.

"Oh, I remember," sabi ko naman.

Atty. Remy: Governed yan ng Concepcion case.

Atty. Wendy: Exactly, panyera.

That was explained to me before by my previous lawyer, but I opted not to contest Yssa's paternity dahil we all wanted to move on back then."

Tumango lamang si Roland, ngunit alam naman naming pareho, sa oras na iyon sa loob ng conference room, na dahil sa pag-aakala namin noon na anak niya si Yssa, iyon ang naging dahilan nila ni Jess upang tuluyang magsama silang dalawa.

Atty Remy: Number five na tayo.

Atty Wendy: Okay, panyera.

Atty Remy: Pending dissolution of the co-ownership between Mr. Roland Mangrobang and Mrs. Jessica Belverde, Mr. Mangrobang will be relocating and reuniting with his legal wife, Aurora Mangrobang. But the real topic in number five is the restructuring of Roland's and Jessica's corporation so that Mr. Belverde will own part of the company.

Nagulat at nalito ako kung bakit babalik si Roland kay Aurora, ngunit dahil mas mabigat ang usapan tungkol kay Yssa, napa-isang tabi muna ang issue tungkol sa pag-relocate ni Roland.

Napatingin ako kay Atty. Wendy.

Atty Wendy: Well, correct me if I'm wrong panyera. Bale the co-ownership on the properties will be dissolved, but the corporation will remain, and Mr. Belverde will, of course, also be the owner of Jessica's portion in the company.

Atty Remy: That's correct. The corporation will continue, but Mr. Mangrobang will sell portions of his ownership to Mr. Belverde so that in the end, three equal portions will be attributed among Sir Roland, Mam Jessica, and Mr. Belverde.

Atty Wendy: So, Mr. Mangrobang will give up some control of the company.

Atty Remy: And Mr. and Mrs. Belverde will have the majority control over the company.

Sa isip ko maski married pa din kami ni Jess at ang combine ownership namin ay mas malaki kaysa sa ownership ni Roland, wala namang katiyakan nang oras na iyon na magiging tugma ang decision namin ni Jessica sa mga bagay tungkol sa kumpanya. Possibleng in-sync pa din ang mga magiging decision ni Jess and Roland sa corporate affairs. Subalit, hindi ko na muna pinrublema iyon.

Atty Wendy: Any proposed recommendation or possible compromise to such deal?

Atty Remy: Raymond will be vice president, and Patricia as an independent member of the board of directors.

Tumango lamang ako.

Atty Wendy: Okay panyera, just like the dissolution of co-ownership, let our offices coordinate with the restructuring of the security and investigation company.

Atty Remy: Another matter, but this is more of a familial matter than legal.

Atty Wendy: Ano iyon panyera.

Atty Remy: Yung youngest daughter na si Daniella will accompany Mr. Roland when he moves back to his legal wife sa province. The question is whether Yssa, being the erstwhile bunso, could come?

Tumingin muna sa akin si Atty Wendy.

Atty Wendy: The DNA could come out in a couple of weeks or sooner, and when the 99.99% match arrives, there's really no basis for Mr. Mangrobang to exercise parental control over Yssa. Well, actually, even now.

I decided to speak, "Yssa could go if she wants."

Patricia: After serving as board of director for a year, I have planned to permanently relocate to join my mom. Matanda na din po siya kase.

"Mag-vivisit na lang dun si Raymond?" Ang aking tinanong.

Patricia: Opo, and it's easy to travel naman nowadays.

Atty Remy: Mr. Mangrobang's relocation is not until Yssa's school break, and she could return before her school starts.

Atty Wendy: So, there's no plan that she will stay with Sir Roland.

Atty Remy: No, I think Sir Roland and his children had threshed out the matters of relocation.

In the end, Patricia explained to me that after they found out that Yssa was not Roland's biological child, they had a meeting with her siblings and dad and discussed what to do.

They decided to tell me first and get a DNA test before confirming the result to Jess and Yssa. Also, because of his medical condition and the unstable health of their mother, they agreed that Roland would return to their province and spend time with their mother.

The children never had an estranged relationship with their mother. They all moved and stayed with Roland because they could not guaranty any financial support from him when he's away from them. However, I don't know the status of Jessica's and Roland's relationship.

Before the meeting ended, Atty. Wendy and Atty. Remy suggested that the results will be sent to their respective offices and when they both received the result, that will be the time to inform me of the findings.

*** *** ***

The call from Atty. Wendy came after Liz left to attend the party. Later I learned that Atty. Remy received the result first, and she contacted Atty. Wendy to relay the result. And then, Atty. Wendy called me and sent a picture of the findings.

With our head and shoulders propped on the pillows, Liz was laying on my left chest and shoulder when I showed her the picture of the result sent by Atty Wendy.

Liz covered her mouth with her other hand and choked as she read the screen of my phone intently. Her shoulders shuddered and cried quietly. After she took a deep breath, she let go of the phone, hugged me, and cried openly. I again felt the same emotion that I had when I was in the conference, so I started to cry.

Liz looked at me with her eyes drenched in tears. She could not speak, but her face, albeit crying, appeared gratified. Her shoulder stopped shaking around my arms, but she started to breathe faster. I loosen up my embrace, but she kept gasping for air. I caressed her back to comfort her, but that seemed to exacerbate her crying.

"Baby, tahan na, tahan na," ang malambing kong sinabi sa kanya. Tumango lamang siya habang tuloy na umiiyak. Marahil sa sobrang galak, at kung ano ano pang emosyon ang sumibol sa kanyang dibdib.

Her right hand was across my chest, and her right thigh and leg were across and on top of my tummy and waist. Filled with emotions, Liz and I cuddled as we both cried while naked and uncovered in my bed.

I looked her at her adorable face, and tears streamed down from her eyes and flowed on my chest.
Liz rarely cried that intensely when she's a little girl, and I could not even remember when she cried hard.

So, seeing her being very emotional evoked a sudden strong feeling of desire, and my strong feeling of love for my daughter and her vulnerability at that moment aroused me. I was so turned on by the sight of her tears and the sound of her cries.

The thought of her calming down soon made my body moved almost automatically. I rolled her, and when her back was flat on the bed, I sucked her right breast.

Her shoulder trembled again as I alternately sucked her breasts, and her display of strong emotions kept me turned on. My mouth was sealed on her breast when I rolled my eyes up and focused my sight on her.

Tears kept flowing from her eyes, and her mouth was open as she sobbed. It seemed that the wonderful news that night had really triggered her emotions, and she could not stop crying.

I felt a surged of power over my daughter, and I felt very horny from dominating my daughter's vulnerability. I let go of her breasts and spread her legs. I moved up until I could see her face better. Her lips were curling and pouting as she went on sobbing.

If people could hear her, they may think that Liz was in distress. However, although she kept crying, she offered no resistance and even held my arm and shoulder. Yet still, I felt that I was overpowering a helpless girl and her tears and cries made me so horny. Because of that, my first thrust was forceful and deep.

"Uhhgh!" Liz yelp as I penetrated her tight and creamy pussy.

"Ahh!" "Ahh!" "Ahh!" "Ahh!" "Ahh!" were her answered for the succeeding push that I gave her.

Her face twisted, her neck strained, her nose turned red and flaring, and her forehead was wrinkled. All these were not because of pain, but because of the pleasure in her pussy and womb. But watching and listening to her cry that night was the closest to raping my own daughter.

My paternal love was overcome by a domineering drive. I fucked her harder and harder that made her cry even more. Her eyes were swollen from tears, and her chest also turned red.

I gasped for air and grunted very hard as I slapped my pelvis between my daughter's spread legs. And not for long, I felt a sudden clenching feeling in my tummy and loin, and tension exploded in my core.

"Ahh!" "Ahh!" "Fuck!" "Oh, fuck!" "Ahh!" "Ahh!" "Ahh!" I moaned while pumping my daughter and erupting semen inside her love hole.

Oh, losing control and letting myself cum that night was really one of the best reliefs that I ever experienced.

Liz pulled me and hugged me, and my fatherly love took over my sadist alter ego.

We rolled and ended up cuddling again, sweaty and exhausted.

"Are you okay honey?" ang medyo may pagka-concern kong sagot.

Tumango lamang siya at hinihintay maging malumanay ang kanyang pag-hinga.

"I'm sorry if I was a little rough." And I wiped her face with my hand.

"It's okay dad," and she hugged my chest after wiping her face on it.

However, her face and neck were still blushing.

"Do you want some water?"

"Hmm, maybe later…." But before she finished what she's saying, she reached down on her pussy and said, "Oh, it's still dripping."

"I think a cum a lot."

"Yes, you did, dad. Parang kanina."

"You're so hot kase."

"You pervert, you raped me," bulong niya sa akin.

"I'll do it again," sagot ko naman."

"Lick your cum off me," biglang sinabi ni Liz but she sounded more of a command than request.

I crawled down and spread her legs and started licking and sucking the cocktail of her juice, her sweat, and my cum. Oh, it tasted so good, and the smell was exhilarating. I kept licking on and around her vagina until all the fresh and dried fluids was replaced by a thin membrane of my spread saliva.

Liz was able to rest while I licked and cleaned her pussy. She lightly pulled my hair, signaling me to stop and move up next to her. I crawled towards her face, but I first planted kisses on her pubic area, her tummy, and lightly licked and sucked her breast. I licked her neck and face and tasted the saltiness of her dried sweat and tears.

At nang tuluyang mahimasmasan, biglang naalala ang kapatid.

"Dad, where's your phone."

"Right there, why?"

"I'm going to call Yssa."

"I don't think your mom knows yet."

"So, what?"

"We can tell them tomorrow."

"But I can't wait until tomorrow. It has to be tonight."

I conceded because the results confirmed the big and life-changing news, and Yssa deserved to know. Liz has the right to demand or insist that it had to be that night. It's her life, too, that's involved.

"I have to call Atty Remy."

"Why?"

"The agreement is that I get the result first from Atty Wendy. Then, I will call Atty Remy to tell her that I know the result already. Only then that Atty Remy will contact Roland and his children to set the meeting."

"Call Atty Remy now," Liz commanded, and she ran naked to her room to get dress.

After I called Atty. Remy and insisted that the meeting be held that night, I called Nap to return so he can drive for us. It was around 11:30 in the evening, but after the instant phone conference with the lawyers and Roland's side, everyone agreed to meet at the office of Atty Remy. Atty Remy agreed to open the office for the unscheduled meeting.

Liz was rushing, and she just put on some jeans and a t-shirt on her unbathed body. I could smell her post-humping aroma when she pulled my hands to lead me out of the house. I noticed that Amy was trailing behind us, and I thought she would just close the door and gate when we leave. However, Amy called me.

"Sir, sandali lang po."

"Oh, bakit?"

Liz let go of me and covered her head with her hand to protect her from the drizzle. As she dashed toward the SUV where Nap was waiting inside, Amy ignored my question upon seeing Liz ran and yelled at her, "Liz mag-payong ka!"

Dalidali namang humabol si Aida at inabot ang payong kay Liz maski nakapasok na siya sa sasakyan at naka-up sa passenger side sa tabi ni Nap.

Pasunod na din ako at lalabas na sana nang gate ng muling kinausap ako ni Amy.

"Sir, sandali lang po."

"Oh, bakit nga pala, Amy?"

"Saan po kayo pupunta?"

"Saglit lang kami. Puntahan namin sina Jessica," and sabi ko nalang.

"Sir gabi na po at pinauwi ko na siya kanina para magpahinga."

I thought it was pretty unusual for Amy to tell Liz to go home early. However, Liz indeed went home early and skipped the party, so it meant that she actually did comply with Amy's instructions to return home soon.

I wondered why.

"Dad, tara na!" Liz shouted from the car, with the window half-opened.

The rain started to become stronger, and I could barely hear her.

Saktong nakabalik na si Aida mula sa pag-abot ng payong kay Liz, at tila hindi man siya na-iilang habang nakatayo siya sa tabi ko.

Ngunit inutusan pa siya ni Amy.

"Kunin mo yung jacket niya bilis."

Kaagad na sumunod si Aida at tumakbo sa kwarto ni Liz.

I was puzzled by Amy's unexpected overprotectiveness of Liz that night, so I asked her.

"Oh, ano bang nangyayari?

Amy folded her elbows, interlocked her fingers, and clasped her hands together. She pressed her clasped hand on her lips, trying but couldn't speak her next words.

"Dad, let's go!" Liz called me again.

Saktong nakabalik si Aida at inabot sa akin ang jacket ni Liz.

"Ano sinabi mo na ba kay sir?" Tanong ni Aida kay Amy.

Lalo akong nag-taka at medyo nag-worry sa nais na sabihin ni Amy.

"Dad!" Muling tawag ni Liz at sabay sabay kami ni Aida at Amy na napatingin sa aking anak.

Habang kami'y nakatingin kay Liz, nasabi din ni Amy ang lahat ng nais niyang sabihin kanina pa.

I froze instantly upon hearing what Amy said.

My heart pumped faster, and I felt an immeasurable joy in my chest.

The bliss was like chocolate melting in a hot fondue.

Habang nakatingin kami kay Liz, may bakas ng pagtataka sa kanyang mukha dahil sa pagtanaw namin sa kanya.

Napakaganda ng aking anak.

Nangingislap na parang libo-libong alitaptap ang mga patak at butil ng ulan na naiilawan ng liwanag ng poste at ng matayog na buwan.

Maya maya, tuluyang nang bumuhos ang malakas na ulan at parang milyong mga munting perlas na pumpapatak sa harap ni Liz.

Napahawak sa aking magkabilang braso si Aida at Amy, na tila nakikibahagi sa galak na aking nadarama.

Ang mga matang nagtataka ni Liz ay napalitan ng ngiti kaya't lalong sumibol mula sa aking puso ang ganap na pagsinta sa panganay kong anak.

Muli ko ding naalala, at buti na lamang, kabisado nga pala ni Amy ang siklo ng aking Elizabeth.