My son, my daughter, my son-in-law and me occasionally played the German card game called Doppelkopf. We had been at it for two hours when, to my surprise, the doorbell rang. Amaya was standing in the doorway. She was dripping wet. Shortly before, a violent thunderstorm had unloaded over the city.
Until now, I had kept Amaya's existence a secret from my family. I was sure that my daughter Vanessa would disapprove of the fact that I had a girlfriend who was forty years younger than me.
I was about to dismiss Amaya when Vanessa suddenly stood next to me. "Aren't you going to invite the young lady in?"
Now there was no turning back.
Amaya entered and took off her shoes. Vanessa took her jacket from her and hung it over a clothes hanger. "You'd best take a hot shower first. I'll bring you a towel and some clothes of mine and a bathrobe." My son Niklas and son-in-law Fabian were wide-eyed as Amaya briefly introduced herself and then disappeared toward the bathroom.
Shortly after, she was sitting at the table, freshly showered. "Can I join you for a game?" she asked.
"You are playing Doppelkopf?", I asked, surprised.
"Years of experience from my school days," she said with a smile. "You guys play without the nines, I hope?"
"I'll skip out and get a drink refill. Amaya, what would you like to drink?" She drank red wine, as we all did. It was already the fourth bottle I opened now. We played for another hour. One after the other, one of us took a break. We were already buzzed when Fabian suggested we should switch to poker.
"Sure, strip poker would be best," Niklas threw in.
"Are you guys nuts?" asked Vanessa. "What will Amaya think of you?"
"Well, I don't have a problem with that. Years of experience from my school days," she said with a grin.
An hour and two bottles of wine later, we were all naked or almost naked. I had last seen Vanessa naked as a small child. She wasn't my biological daughter. My wife had brought her into our marriage from her first marriage. She now as an adult woman had a feminine, roundish figure and large breasts. Even though I was rather into very slim women, I liked her extraordinarily well.
The two young men, on the other hand, tried not to stare at Amaya too much. They did not succeed. "Fabian, would you please control yourself a little?" Vanessa said to her husband.
I didn't blame the two boys. Amaya was gorgeous, after all. She sat down on my lap and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "And now?" she asked. "Shall we go to the bedroom?" she said to me. "Whoever wants to can come with us - the bed is huge!"