The McCallum Legacy Pt. 04

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I told Christa that, were she okay with it, I would be home after Georgy’s birthday. Georgy’s birthday was the week before Christmas.

“Bryce,” she said impatiently.

“We’re expecting snow tonight. The airports could be closed if you wait that long.”

I knew all too well what snow in Colorado was like this time of year. The airport could be temporarily shut down and all flights cancelled. I also thought that if I stayed for Georgy’s birthday, the odds of coming back again in February in time for Gabi’s first birthday would be pretty much nil.

“I’m sorry babe. I know I should have thought about that before asking,” I said.

“Babe,” she began, “I know Georgy is your little sister and you love her dearly, but your family is here, and we miss you. I miss you. “

My family? That was the devil of it. Yes, she was right. But Georgy and Gabi were also my family now too. I’ve got myself in a fucking mess.

“I miss you guys too hon. I’ll try to be home by Monday. I’ll keep my eyes on the weather,” I said.

When I told Georgy I would be gone before her birthday she was obviously disappointed. I had been here for several weeks now and I’m sure it felt like to her that our life as a “family” was settling into a routine. Georgy has never told me she wanted me to leave Christa. The exact opposite actually. But I know she wants me here full time. She wants me to be a full time daddy to Gabi. It’s so unfair of me to make her raise Gabi alone and only give her these stolen moments of time. But who was I kidding? Every moment, from the very beginning, was stolen. Stolen from Christa and the boys. I was going to have to figure things out sooner than later.

Little did I know, events were going to happen that would force me to make a decision one way or another.

My last week in Tennessee, I made love to Georgy every night. Two of those days we barely got out of bed and made love several times. I wouldn’t call every session making love though. Several times I fucked her until she was screaming my name so loud. Its heady listening to her.

I made sure that I got to spend time with mom and dad as well. When the time came for me to leave, Georgy cried as she held Gabi. I took Gabi from her arms and set her down on her blanket on the floor. I walked back over to Georgy and kissed her very passionately.

“I love you Georgy. I’m not falling in love with you. I AM in love with you,” I told her earnestly.

She blinked away her tears

“I love you Bryce. I’ve always loved you.”

I picked Gabi back up off the floor and kissed her on her forehead. Then I made silly faces until she was squirming laughing in my arms. That’s what I wanted to remember. I wanted to remember my baby’s laugh and her smile.

With that I said goodbye, not knowing when I would be able to return.

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On the plane I opened up my locked folder of photos on my phone. I stared at the photo of the 3 of us. Georgy got mom to take the photo. It’s a wonder mom didn’t ask about the intimacy of the photo. We look like a family. With Gabi tucked between me and Georgy there is no denying she’s our child. She looks too much like the both of us. I stared at the photo for a long time before I closed the folder up again on my phone. Christa knew what time my flight was due in and said she and the boys would come pick me up.

Life resumed to a semi state of normal for me once I got home. Christmas was right around the corner, so it was busy to say the least. Georgy resumed her FaceTime calls with me, so I still got to see Gabi on a regular basis.

On Georgy’s birthday I called her first and surprised her. I had a moment to myself on the morning of her birthday. I had bought a cupcake and I placed a candle on it. When she answered my FaceTime call I sung happy birthday to her and told her to make a wish. Then I blew her candle out for her. She was touched and I loved her reaction. Her birthday present that I mailed had already arrived, but I had told her she couldn’t open it until the actual day. So I got to watch her open it on FaceTime. Her eyes teared up when she was what it was. It was a ring. In the center was an amethyst. Amethyst being the birth stone for February. February being Gabi’s birth month. It was surrounded on each side by a topaz and turquoise. Mine and Georgy’s stones respectively, for November and December. I knew what size her finger was because she had told me once and I remembered. I watched as she slid it on her finger. It was a perfect fit.

“Happy birthday Squirt.”

“It’s so beautiful Bryce,” Georgy said as she looked at the ring on her finger.

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I woke up with a start on Christmas morning. I opened my eyes to find Christa between my legs with her lips bursa escort wrapped around my cock. Fuck! Merry Christmas to me. I could tell by the curtains that it wasn’t even daylight yet. I leaned back on the pillow and closed my eyes as I concentrated on Christa’s mouth on me. Her tongue circled around the head and then she took me all the way in. She gagged a bit. She always did when she tried to take me in all the way. She picked up her pace as her head bobbed up and down the length of my cock. From fucking Georgy as much as I had, my stamina had built up before I came. I wanted Christa to bring me all the way there, but I knew I wasn’t even close to cumming yet. I reached my hands down and gently grasped her head.

She lifted her head up and looked at me. She could see by the expression on my face that I wasn’t close. She got up and straddled herself over me. She eased her down and I watched as my cock disappeared within the warmth of her. I reached around and gripped her on her hips as she began to slowly ease herself up and down my length. Her eyes were filled with so much love as she held eye contact with me. Fuck. Get with it I told myself. My wife wanted to make love with me. MY WIFE for Christ’s sake.

Gripping her hips I held her down against me with my cock plunged deep inside her. I eased up a bit and then in one smooth motion I rolled us over so that I was on top of her. I didn’t waste time once I had. I thrust myself into hard. Hard like I did with Georgy. Christa’s eyes widened and then her lips curved into a smile. I brought my lips down to hers and kissed her as my hips banged hard against hers and my cock pounded inside her. She tried unsuccessfully to muffle her moans. I ravaged her until she begged me to cum. It didn’t take me much longer after that before my orgasm ripped from me filling Christa. We both lay there, breathing hard. I rolled off of her and onto my back.

Christa propped herself up on her side and smiled at me,

“Merry Christmas,” she said with a twinkle in her eye.

I smiled back at her, “Merry Christmas indeed.”

After I showered I went downstairs to get breakfast started before the boys woke. We always had a big breakfast before we opened gifts. While I was making breakfast my phone rang. It was Georgy.

“Merry Christmas Squirt,” I said as I answered.

“Merry Christmas Bryce,” she replied.

“I’ve got a present for you. When I put Gabi on the phone, say something to her so she knows it you, okay?”

“Okay,” I said hesitantly.

When I realized Gabi had the phone against her ear, I said, “Hi baby. Gabi, Gabi, Gabi,”

“Babbsa, da-da, da-da,” I heard Gabi say into the phone. Did I hear her correctly? Did she say Da-da?

“Gabi, Gabi,” I said again.

She replied to me, “Da-da, da-da,” I could hear her smacking her little hands together as she said it.

Georgy got back on the phone, “She says Da-da now babe.”

Tears were welled up in my eyes. I quickly had to brush them away before Christa or the boys came into the kitchen.

“Thank you so much for that Squirt,” I said a little choked up.

Georgy wished me a Merry Christmas again and then we got off the phone. I knew that this was a Christmas I was not likely to forget. Gabi was saying Da-da now.

Brandon and Carter were beyond ecstatic with their Christmas hauls. Between what Christa and I got them, as well as what mom and dad, as well as Georgy got them, they made out like bandits. When all the gifts were opened and Christmas dinner was finished, we all sat down together and watched, “It’s a Wonderful Life,” as was our family tradition.

As I watched it I thought about my own life. Never had life been more conflicted as it was for me now. On one hand, I have a wife, two wonderful boys, a career I enjoy that more than supports my family. On the other hand I have my little sister. My little sister with whom I have developed a sexual relationship with. We have a child together, and I am in love with her. Not like a brother loves his sister (which I do), but the way a man loves a woman.

When I think about Christa and Georgy they are two very different women with characteristics that I love about both of them. Christa is older than me and Georgy is obviously significantly younger than me. Christa is more reserved and doesn’t always pursue things without a bit of encouragement and a whole lot of thought put into things. Georgy, on the other hand, is very outgoing and goes after what she wants. Case in point, need I remind you of how everything started with she and I? Giving me a blowjob fresh out of the shower. Christa and I had a warm and well established relationship. We’d married fresh out of college. I’ve known Georgy her entire life. I watched her grow up, even if from a distance at various points. From a sexual standpoint, Georgy’s appetite is far greater than Christa’s. bursa escort bayan But I attribute that to the age difference between them. Not to mention, I was Georgy’s first and I’m the only man she’s ever been with sexually. She’s adapted to me. I hate to say it like this, but I’ve groomed her sexually to my preferences. Not to say that I don’t indulge her in what she wants, because I do. Both Christa and Georgy have given me children. 2 sons from Christa and a daughter from Georgy. Everything is so brand new with Gabi though. Getting to do everything over that I did with my boys, but with my daughter this time. I always thought if I had a daughter she would be a daddy’s girl and that’s exactly what Gabi is. Even if she is far away from me.

If I was being completely honest with myself, I know what I want. I want Georgy. But how realistic is that? She’s my sister. But what I can’t bring myself to do is hurt Brandon or Carter. I’ve already hurt Christa, she just doesn’t know it yet. What would Christa do if she found out? Aside from divorce me. What would the boys think? Additionally, Gabi is their little sister. Does she have a right to know about them? Don’t they have a right to know about her? I’ve gotten myself into a far greater mess than George Bailey, Jimmy Stewart’s character in “It’s a Wonderful Life,” ever did. Maybe there’s an angel who needs to earn its wings that could help me.

New Year’s came and went, and our schedule returned back to the pre-holiday schedule. The boys were back in school and Christa continued to work nights. Georgy and I spoke regularly. She wanted to know if I would be in Tennessee for Gabi’s first birthday. I told her I would try. I didn’t know what I would tell Christa as for my reasoning for another trip to Tennessee. In that same phone call, Georgy told me something that kept me on edge for days.

“I missed my period again,” she said quietly.

“Again?” I asked.

“Yes, I missed my cycle in December and January.”

“Have you went to the doctor or took a pregnancy test?” I asked.

“I’m going to go to the doctor. I’m pretty certain I’m pregnant again.”

“When will you be going?” I asked

“They have me scheduled for next week.”

After we got off the phone I took a deep breath. Things were more complicated now than they ever were. I had impregnated Georgy for a second time. Unless she got on birth control, or we used some form of protection, we cannot engage in sexual relations any further. Georgy will now have two children to raise alone. I can’t keep doing this to her. Considering that her appointment was the week before Gabi’s birthday, I decided that I was going to Tennessee.

When I told Christa I was taking another trip to Tennessee, it caused a fight. But not for the reason I would have expected.

“What’s her name Bryce?” Christa asked with an accusatory tone to her voice.

“What?” I asked incredulously.

“I said, what’s her name? You’re off to Tennessee… AGAIN. “

“You’ve got to be kidding me right? My last trip to Tennessee was because Grandma died.”

Christa’s eyes were filled with skepticism as she stared at me.

“Christa, what is going on? Where is this coming from?” I asked. Hoping I didn’t sound guilty in any way.

She broke down and began to cry. I came to her and wrapped my arms around her.

“You’ve just been gone so much in the past year and now you want to leave again,” she said as she cried against my chest.

“I know,” I said as I stroked her hair.

“I want to be in Tennessee to celebrate Gabrielle’s first birthday with Georgy and mom and dad. She’s the only niece I have. I want to be there for it,” I told her.

She pulled away from me, wiped her tears away and said, “I know, and I’m sorry.”

We came to a stalemate about it, but I was going to Tennessee. Not only did I want to be there for Gabi’s birthday, but I also wanted to be there with Georgy at her appointment. We were going to have to talk and I wanted that talk to be face to face. I called Georgy that night and told her I’d be in Tennessee.

That weekend I was back on a plane heading to Tennessee.

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Sitting there in the doctor’s office with Georgy we waited for the doctor to come in. They made Georgy submit a urine sample when we got there, and they also drew blood on her. We didn’t have long to wait for the doctor to come in.

“Good afternoon Ms. McCallum,” the doctor said walking in. He smiled at me. I realized it was the same doctor who delivered Gabi.

“Well, you were right Ms. McCallum, you are very pregnant again.

“With that being said, the nurses informed me that we can actually get an ultra-sound done today because we had a cancellation and our tech is in today,” the doctor told us.

So Georgy changed into escort bursa a gown and laid down on the exam table. The tech squirted the gel onto her stomach and then began to spread it around with the probe. An image appeared on the screen. I couldn’t see much of anything. Or at least discern what anything was. I saw the tech’s eyes narrow as she rubbed the probe over an area. She pushed down on the probe harder against Georgy’s stomach. She set the probe down and looked at us as she said,

“I’ll be right back.”

Georgy and I looked at one another as she walked out. I could see panic in Georgy’s eyes. I grabbed her hand and told her,

“Everything’s going to be okay Squirt.”

Moments later the doctor came in with the tech. He grabbed the probe and rolled it around Georgy’s stomach. After a moment he looked at the tech and said,

“Yes, you were correct.”

He then looked at me and Georgy

“Well Mom and Dad, you’re not having a baby like we thought. You’re having babies. Your pregnant with twins,” he smiled as he said it.

Both Georgy and I were speechless.

After they left the room to allow Georgy to dress, I pulled her into my arms and held her. We stood there holding one another.

Once we got in the car and were heading to mom and dad’s to get Gabi, we talked.

“Are you okay?” I asked her.

“Yeah,” she said, “Are you?”

I told her I was. I knew at this point I had a lot to think about. Georgy would need so much support this go round, not just financial. Emotional was just as important. I had some decisions to make. No more bull shitting. Decide what I’m going to do and do it.

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That weekend I asked mom and dad if they could keep Gabi for a few hours. I told them I wanted to take Georgy to grandma and granddad’s place. When we got there, Georgy was curious as to why I had brought her here. I had not told her anything about what the lawyer shared with me.

I took her by the hand and guided her into the house.

“Bryce, what’s going on?” she asked as I led her up the stairs.

Once we got to the top of the stairs I took her into my grandparents room. I had been to the house without her and changed the linens. She looked around the room with wonder.

I pulled her into my arms and kissed her hard. While I kept her locked in a kiss by hands were reaching and undoing her blouse and untucking it from her jeans. When she realized what I was doing she assisted me with taking her blouse off. I broke the kiss and pulled her bra down without unfastening it. Her breasts released from the bra and I bent forward and pulled one into my mouth. She hadn’t stopped breast feeding Gabi yet, so my mouth filled with breast milk. I didn’t care at this point. I wanted all of her and I was going to have her.

After undressing her I pulled her down onto to the bed. I stood by the side of the bed and pulled her to the edge. I grabbed her legs and spread them. In one thrust I was inside her. I rammed my cock deep inside her. I held her legs tight so she didn’t slide away from me from the force of my thrusts. She was moaning so loud. I had never fucked Georgy as hard as I was fucking her now. Her pussy was like a drug to me and I couldn’t get enough. Her breasts flailed wildly as I watched my cock disappear deep inside her. I didn’t last long this time. A loud groan erupted from me as my cock pulsed and then began to fill her with my cum. Somewhere in the recesses of my mind I knew it didn’t matter at this point how much I came in her. She couldn’t get any more pregnant than she already was.

As we lay in grandma and granddad’s bed I opened up to Georgy.

“Grandma knew Gabi is mine,” I said.

“What? She did? How?” Georgy said incredulously.

“She said Gabi was the perfect mix of you and me. She knew. She shared some things with me and told me to trust God.”

“Okay,” Georgy said, not knowing where I was going with this.

“When I went to see Grandma’s attorney he told me how grandma and granddad’s assets were going to be distributed. I’m the administrator of their entire estate.”

“You are? What all does that mean?”

“Well, in a nutshell this. Georgy this is going to be our house.”

“What? What are you saying Bryce?” she asked incredulously.

I pulled her onto my chest so she was looking directly at me.

“Grandma left this house to us. It was for us to decide what to do with. But I’ve made the decision for us. It’s going to be our house Squirt. We’re going to raise our children in it.”

There, I said it. I got it off my chest

Georgy’s eyes went wide.

“Are you serious Bryce? What about Christa and the boys?”

“I’m going to let Christa go. I can’t keep doing this to her. She deserves to have a life with someone who will love only her. That’s not me anymore.”

Tears welled up in Georgy’s eyes.

I rolled over on top of Georgy and this time I made love to her. I made love to her in our grandparents bed. I felt I had grandma’s blessings. Georgy was carrying our babies inside her. God had blessed us again.

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