The following is a part of the "Wrestling With Life's Cruel Irony Series". This chapter focuses upon Vince, the villain in the series.
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Shortly after 5:30 Thanksgiving morning Vince awoke. After exiting the bathroom, he came to the open door to Royce's bedroom he paused. Everyone else was still asleep. Moving into Royce's room he looked down upon the sleeping babe. Royce looked so peaceful. Early tomorrow his wife along with Jeff, Pam and the baby would be heading to Chicago on a shopping trip. That evening he would be heading home.
Vince's smiled thinking that unknown to the other occupants of the home this child carried as many of his genes as his own children. His grandson had complicated his home life somewhat. His wife had been home only twice for four days each time since she first came to help her daughter. When he arrived Tuesday night he learned that his wife was extending out her visit for another two weeks. He was about to make an issue of the extended visit as he was frustrated about having to do his own laundry, cleaning the house and cooking. Then he remembered the past weekend.
Tara being away had allowed him to play more which only further fueled his desire to implement his plan to move to California. Instead of expressing rage, he tried to sound as sincere that he missed her being in his bed and being there to cuddle with during the evenings. He thought Tara's momentary expression indicated that she did not believe him, but it transformed into a cute smile then a pout. When in a sweet she said that she missed him just as much as he did her he knew that she bought it.
Last night he overcame Tara's reluctance to having sex in her daughter's home. She was not as responsive as she had been but he thought it was because she was shy about being overheard by her daughter and son-in-law. She sucked his cock for less than 3 minutes before she reached for a condom and then sheathed his manly pole. She took him into her mouth again causing his engorged staff to stretch forward further. He greatly enjoyed her oral skills which over the years had become amongst the best he had experienced.
He found himself starting to move toward a climax. Tara knew full well that if he had a condom on he only wanted to cum in one location. She was not surprised when he pushed her upon her back and swiftly entered her. He wanted to cum and be satisfied. He thrust rapidly again and again with little concern for her needs. In his mind he was picturing Heather who he was with Friday night to Sunday afternoon in one of the theme suites at a local hotel. Her youthful figure and eagerness replayed across the video screen in his mind.
Sitting in the chair by Royce, Vince smiled as he recalled Heather's sweetness. Little did his wife know that as she was giving him pleasure he was thinking about one of his conquests. The memory of the weekend drove him to keep up his pace. He heard Tara's breathing start to become more rapid just as he came. He held himself deep in her as he finished. Tara did not frequently climax before or with him, but he was not concerned that she did not cum this time. His father taught him that a good wife is there to serve the husband and she is the means to two ends, a man's satisfaction when he demanded and to give him children. Vince learned the lesson well.
His father also taught him that there are men who needed more than one woman and that a man could always find a lonely woman. His father said that if Vince found a hot woman who was not his wife, the best way to keep her coming back for more was to make sure she came several times and in a way that pushed her hot buttons. That is exactly what he did with Jill and a handful of others over the years. Vince knew from the way his traveling salesman father talked that he was not a one woman man.
As he pulled off the condom and went to tie it he noticed that it was leaking from two small rips. He was unsure that it was nicked by his wife or was one of those rare failures. What he did not know was that Tara had slightly two nails earlier to enlarge the needle hole she created earlier or to make a new one. As he discarded the cum filled rubber it leaked over his fingers. Recalling the leaking rubber he grinned that a few days ago he was shooting into an unprotected womb of the daughter of a man who he felt damaged his life.
Last weekend's victory was only the latest in a growing list of eighteen and nineteen year old conquests in the last five years. Before Friday night Heather was a virgin who had just turned eighteen three weeks ago. There was no seduction necessary as she to him to be brought into womanhood. Though the seduction was not a challenge, taking the daughter of the defensive lineman whose tackle damaged his knee during his senior year was sweet revenge. He faulted that hard tackle, not his weak grades, as to why he did not receive any football scholarships. It was sweeter in that Heather's father, Troy, was the preacher at a large black Baptist Church across town.
He came to know of Heather through Lois. In September Heather expressed her frustrations with being a preacher's kid. She said that her parents always watched over her and she was never allowed to do anything fun. She wanted to be do something totally contrary to her parent's standards and loose her virginity. When Lois cautioned Heather that loosing her virginity to an inexperienced boy would be regretted she was planting an idea in Heather's mind. She told her she would regret having her first time in the back seat of a car or in a cheap hotel. By saying Heather would never regret waiting six to eight years until the boys her age became experienced lovers she was not only setting up a frustration but discretely the idea of finding an experienced lover. When Heather said just that Lois confessed that many older men, and younger men too, would love to take her virginity, but if she wanted it to be special she really needed to wait.
With well chosen words Lois encouraged her to wait and to resist fantasies each night as she went to bed. Lois knew what Heather would fantasize about when she explicitly told the teen what to avoid thinking about. Telling a teen not to think about something she desired would only compel her to think about it all the more. This was especially so when she told Heather not to rush rashly into womanhood but just her girlhood.
During her weekly meeting two days later she told Vince about Heather. It was not long before Vince was pushing her to set Heather up for a meeting with Jill.
