The tour was great Steph, Stefan, Griff, Kira, Michelle, and Lukas joined us on tour. He was a sweet young man and took very good care of our daughter.
Joe made them both sleep on the couch while he was with us, altho he already knew they were sneaking off.
Jordan tried to get Lukas to join him on his bus, but he said he was fine on the couch. He knows Jordan doesn't like him.
I did all the mom things, took her last first day of school picture, and went to all her games. Today is her prom day. We got up and went to get her hair fixed and a mani-pedi. I can't believe this is the last time she will go to prom.
Jordan doesn't know this, but Joe and I went and rented them a room for the night. I want to ensure they are safe, so we rented it within walking distance of the venue prom is being held.
Every time he makes a comment about him kissing her or anything, I quickly remind him that was us. Lukas looks at Michelle like Jordan looked at me. Michelle loves the fact I understand and respect her relationship.
They both signed up to attend the University of Alabama, her as a cheerleader and Lukas as a football player. They did their official signing two weeks ago.
In five weeks, my firstborn baby will graduate high school, and in eight weeks, she will head off to college far away from her family. Thankfully, two other girls she attended high school also got accepted to the same school, and they will join her on the Cheer squad.
There isn't a tour this year, so we can concentrate on her graduation. We will be going on the cruise, which, sadly, they won't be able to attend due to it being during football season.
She is dressed; we got her makeup finished and her dress on. She looks so beautiful. We have a photo session in just under an hour. So, we need to be leaving. I put on a cute dress, and Joe put on a suit to match the occasion. Jordan is supposed to meet us there; he will probably come dressed in shorts and a tank just because he is still sulking about their relationship.
I didn't know how to respond when she talked to me about losing her virginity, but I knew this day would come. I was very proud of her for speaking to me before it happened. I didn't even do that, but she did.
She sat down and told me that she really loved Lukas and he really loved her. They had been together for over two years, and she was ready. She knew to be safe, and they were both virgins.
I simply told her I understood; I told her about when I lost my virginity to her dad. I was so afraid to tell my mother, but I was proud of her for talking to me.
I didn't tell Jordan about our conversation, but he figured it out when he noticed a change in her. He said that jock had sex with my daughter. I told him to calm down; he was once that boy, and I was Michelle.
Joe and I stood there when Lukas arrived to pick her up. He looked very handsome in a black suit with a matching tie that matched her dress.
"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. McIntyre. Michelle, you look beautiful."
"Hello, Lukas and we have told you, Joe and Steph. No need for formalities; you have seen both of her dads half dressed and thrusting their hips on stage."
"Yes, um, Steph, but this is a special occasion. Alright, babe, you ready?"
"Yes, baby. Mom, Dad, we will meet you downtown for the photos."
"Okay, sweetie, be safe. We love you."
They followed behind Lukas and Michelle in the Porsche. When they arrived at the area for the photo shoot, they got out of their car. There stood Jordan in a light blue suit and a white shirt. He smiled when he saw his daughter step out of the car.
"My goodness, Michelle, you look so beautiful. You look just like your mother. It is like I just stepped back in time to 1986."
"Thanks, Daddy."
"Hello, Mr. Knight."
"Hello, Lukas, you look nice."
"Thank you, sir."
They took the photos, and Jordan leaned over, "She looks just as beautiful as you did on our prom night. I also remember how amazing that prom night was. It was our first time together."
"Yes, she does look beautiful; I remember Jordan. It was an amazing night."
After all the photos were taken, the photographer took pictures of Jordan with Michelle, Jordan and Joe, Steph, Steph and Joe, Steph and Jordan, and Joe and Michelle. We took photos with his parents. Some single shots and several couple shots. My favorite was of them sitting under a tree and her sitting on his lap. The way they looked at each other made my heart melt.
"Better start being nicer to him, Jordan one day, he is going to be our son-in-law. Maybe their love will last, and she can have her happily ever after with her first and only partner."
"Why would you say that? They are too young for marriage, Steph. I tried, but I never gave up on us. You were the one that asked for the divorce, not me."
"Because, Jordan, he looks at her the same way you looked at me. You asked me to marry you on our graduation day, they are the same age as we were. I did after you kept letting me down and breaking so many promises. They have been together for almost four years, Jordan. I think they will wait until they finish college, but maybe not. I am just telling you to be prepared; that day is coming."
Five weeks later:
Steph is not ready for today, her baby girl is eighteen and graduating. She has been a mess all week. Everyone is here for her graduation they had to reserve a special area because of them being celebrities.
Danny and Donnie both flew in for the graduation. Dave arrived three days ago with his girlfriend, Marcia. All of the Knights and McIntyres are here, along with some of the Wahlbergs and Woods. Mark even flew in with his family. They will have about seventy or eighty people here for her.
We all got ready and went to the venue where the graduation was being held. There was security standing outside waiting on us to arrive. We spoke to the school officials at the beginning of the year to ensure they would be able to accommodate our group.
They sat us front row on the right side of the stage. Graduates were front row center, and faculty was front row left. We rented a hotel ballroom for the night for their party. We were holding a graduation party for all graduates.
We told the parents of each student they are welcome to bring their own cakes for their graduate, but we are covering the cost of food and drinks. Jordan and Joe had a catering company cater the party.
We hired a DJ, a decorator, and the guys are even going to perform for Michelle. This is a special day for Michelle and for, Jordan and me; our child graduated in the top five percent. After the graduation we were going to lunch at Jordan's restaurant and the party would start at six tonight.
We took our seats and watched as people arrived; we greeted everyone in our group. Joe held my hand as he knew I was struggling. Evie sat on the end, Jordan, me, Joe, Cliff, Thomas, Marlene, Allan, and the kids. Donnie sat behind us with Jenny and Alma, and the rest of the aunts and uncles lined across the rows. We had to ensure the guys were seated with easy access out because the principal asked if they would perform one song.
They had decided to sing, We were here and Thankful. Jordan was trying to hold himself together. He knew Steph was as well. He reached over and held her hand, and she smiled at him. Today they were the parents of a graduate, this was a day they both dreaded.
The music started as the graduates made their way down to their seats. Jordan gripped my hand tighter as we both were feeling so emotional. Joe saw that Jordan was holding her hand, and he knew this was a day that was emotional for both of them. Evie also saw them holding hands; she rolled her eyes.
The principal stood up and spoke. She finished her speech, and as the service speaker spoke next, the Valedictorian and Salutatorian made their speeches. They both stated they had only received the positions because the right person, who was the top student in the entire class, had refused.
That was their daughter; she was named the Valedictorian, and she refused because she isn't a public speaker. The principal stepped back up to the podium and announced the New Kids on the Block.
The guys made their way to the stage. Donnie started speaking, "I know most of you know who we are since our precious and favorite girl has attended this school; we love you, Michelle."
"Yes, today mine and Joe's daughter Michelle graduates. Sweetheart, I am so proud of you and thankful for you; I love you."
"I don't want to embarrass you, Baby girl, but we are all beyond proud of you. I am beyond thankful that I got the chance to watch you grow into the young woman you are today. Your mom, dad, and I, as well as the entire crowd of all five of our families, love you so much, baby girl. These songs go out to you and the entire graduating class of 2018."
Michelle was smiling so big, she loved her dads and the band. She had been bragging to her friends they were all going to be in attendance at her graduation. She had encouraged a lot of them to listen to them and see how cool they actually were, so now most of the students knew our music. They are called the Baby Blockheads.
After their performance, they took their seats, then the commencement started. When they called Natalie Michelle Knight, the entire group hollered, and Michelle turned blood red. Jordan and Joey both hugged up to Steph. They all had tears in their eyes. Jordan had hired a photographer for pictures, and it was for the entire class, not just Michelle.
The class took their seats as a few more words were spoken then the principal said, "Congratulations to the graduating class of 2018." Caps went flying, and everyone cheered. They walked out and found Michelle. The photographer took photos with everyone.
Later that evening, everyone was arriving for the party. Joe had Steph on the dance floor. He was dancing with her and trying to keep her mind occupied. Tomorrow, Michelle and a group of friends were going to their California home for a week alone.
Mark had agreed to let them fly back with him and to ensure she made it there safely. He told Steph he would keep an eye on her.
He leaned down really close to her ear and whispered, "She could have been ours. I will protect her as if she is." He looked over and smiled at Joe.
Joe hated when he flirted with his wife. He wasn't jealous of Jordan or anyone else, but Mark could make him see red.
"Mark, you know Joe hates when you flirt with me."
"I know; come on, girl, why do you think I do it? I love to see his face turn red. He doesn't get jealous when any of the guys say anything, not even Jordan, who you were married to, but me; he gets all angry."
"I know, and I don't know why he gets so worked up when you are around. He knows Jordan, and I have a past; he just accepts that but knows he has no reason to worry."
"What do you think he would say if I asked him if I could have one night with you?"
"Mark, you know as well as I do what would happen. You two would be throwing hands."
"Would you accept and let me have one night, just one."
"No, I am married, Mark. You know better than that."
"Are you scared? Steph, I have heard all the stories of just how freaky you are in bed."
"Oh, I could handle it, and I'm definitely not scared, but I am a happily married woman. The only thing I am scared of is losing my husband."
"Come on, Stephanie, show me you ain't scared of me. Show me just how well you can handle me."
"Mark, you are married, and so am I. Please don't ask my husband that. This is my daughter's graduation party."
"I know, okay, I'm sorry." He hugged her and walked off.
Joe walked over, "that seemed like an intense conversation. Is everything okay?"
"Yea, and I handled it."
"What did he say?"
"I handled it, Joe. This is Michelle's graduation party. Please just let it go, and let's celebrate our daughter."
"Okay, so now I know it's something bad. Otherwise, you wouldn't have told me to let it go. I promise I won't do anything tonight, but please tell me."
"Promise me, Joe, you will stay calm. He asked me about asking you for one night with me. Said he has heard the stories of how freaky I am in bed. He then asked me if I was scared I couldn't handle him. I told him I wasn't scared and I could, but I was a happily married woman. The only thing that scared me was the thought of losing you. I told him the same thing tonight is about Michelle and to not start anything. he hugged me and walked off."
"That bastard, he has his own wife. Why is he always after mine?"
"Because he knows it bothers you."
"I am going to confront him after the party is over and everyone leaves. I have had it with him, always flirting with my wife. I wonder how his wife would feel if I told her he's trying to get in your pants. Altho, I'm sure she already knows, just like Jordan, they have both been open about their feelings toward you."
"Joe, just enjoy the fact they want me, but you have me. I am your wife, I am going home with you tonight, not them." Joe smiled.
"You are right, babe. They just want what they can have. Altho Jordan did have you, but now you are mine, all mine."
"Yes, I am, and you are all mine."
"Yes, I am happy I am all yours. No matter what is me and you forever. Eleven years down and forever to go. I am going to show you just how happy I am that you are mine when we get home all night long."
"I can't wait, baby. I am happy, very happy you are mine. I am so in love with you."
"I am so in love with you, my beautiful, sexy wife." He leaned down and kiss her so tenderly.
Jordan was talking to Donnie and Mark. He saw them and looked down. Mark and Donnie looked over and saw them.
"Someone is getting lucky tonight," Donnie said, smiling.
"Dude, you know as well as I do they get lucky every night," Jordan said.
"Seriously, every night?"
"Yep, Steph is a very, um, how should I put this? She is a very sexual person. Unlike Evie, who I am lucky to get her attention to get some."
"Well, dude, you had her, and you lost her. Yea, I don't have that problem with Rhea, but it's not an every-night thing, maybe a couple of times a week. So, she was the same way with you?"
"Oh, yea, she was. We never had a problem, even in the bedroom. I remember one time we were fighting, and I had been in the guest room for a few nights. She went out with her friends from New York, and when she came home, she was naked and drunk when she came into the guest room. We made love or fucked hard and fast for about four hours, maybe longer. Even when we were fighting, the bedroom was the only place we got along. Every day when I was home, sometimes several times a day."
"Wow, you are an idiot to let her go. If she were my wife, I would have never made her mad. If she even looked like she was getting angry, I would have dropped them panties and pleased her."
"Keep dreaming, Mark. Joe ain't gonna mess up; he knows how great she is. They have now been married longer than we were married and almost longer than our relationship and marriage lasted."
"That look is her; her I want you face. I guarantee when they drop Michelle off at the airport, they will both look like they haven't had any sleep because they won't."
"No, she can't go that long. Can she?"
"Oh, yea, she can all night and all day. When we first got married on our honeymoon, we went from the time we arrived at the hotel the entire next day and that entire night. Only breaking for the bathroom and sustenance."
"Wow, so do you think Joe will let me have her for a night or, as your saying, I may need a few days? I don't even see how you can keep up and go that long."
"It isn't hard when you are with her, at least for me. The more I went, the harder she got me, even after I got off. The only woman that has ever happened with."
Mark shook his head, "you and Joe are some lucky sons of bitches." Donnie just laughed.
"Don't be jealous, baby bro; you couldn't handle her. She is too much of a woman for you."
"The hell I couldn't. I can give as much as I get." They all laughed.