People are always seeking someone to satisfy their needs. These needs may change in time, as well as who they need. When you are young, you know very little about life or yourself. It means some changes are inevitable during your lifetime. Despite this fact, you still make important decisions like marriage, even though it concerns the quality of your life for long term.
When I got married I was thinking my wife, Betty, was the right person to spend my whole life with. She gave birth to our daughter Karen, one year after our marriage. It was such a wonderful moment in our life. We were a real family. Good things and bad things always come in the same package so there were some critical side effects of such a change. Betty soon started to become a loving, caring mother, which was a very good thing but she neglected to be the same lover I got married with, which was a very bad thing. On my side, I also changed into a very demanding and dominant man in time. In order to make the story short a divorce was inevitable even at that time but it happened after 15 years of marriage. To the questions may come to your mind, my obvious answer is yes, I cheated on her on many occasions but she never committed such an act as far as I know.
I relocated in another state far from the one my ex-wife and my daughter lived in. I kept supporting them at a distance for many long years. Somehow we always managed to have good relations that made life much easier for all of us.
I was a management consultant serving some companies at executive level, so I had enough time and money for myself to satisfy the unusual needs that I had developed. As a consequence, I gained much further experience in dominating and using submissive women and girls sexually. I am sure they enjoyed it a lot serving me at their limits. As you may guess, I am a dominant man and I like to push my submissive women's limits and use them at the extreme level possible.
Betty never got married again. Karen became a lawyer and started her career at a local law firm. She got married to Jeff who was also a lawyer at the same firm. She never asked my advice. It was her decision and I respected it. I hardly knew Jeff anyway. Betty mentioned to me a few times on the phone that they were quite happy and that was all what I needed to know as a father.
It was in my to-do list to visit them after their marriage but I postponed doing it. I had just started to feel uncomfortable about the situation I created when Karen called me to inform that she would be visiting one of their customers in my town. It was a three-day business trip from the next Wednesday to Friday. She wouldn't be alone, but with a couple of lawyers from the same firm. They were going to stay at a business hotel in the town. It would be a very tight schedule for them but she could save one evening for me and asked if I could have time to meet with her after their meeting on Thursday evening. I would be available all day and suggested to have a dinner at my place for convenience, since my house was in between the meeting place and the hotel. We planned it on the phone quickly. According to the plan, she would be in my place at 5:30PM and I would take her to the hotel before 11:00PM. It was a relief for me to be honest.
I prepared everything neatly on that day. She was on time. It didn't surprise me to see a beautiful young businesswoman at my door. She was wearing a high quality black suit, white shirt, sunglasses, high-heeled shoes and no stockings. I hugged her tight and kissed her on the cheeks several times to display how much I missed her.
I asked her how hungry she was. "I am starving" was her reply.
We ate much and talked less at first, and then did the opposite. She said it a few times that she enjoyed everything but the wine at most, which was a rare Cabernet Sauvignon from Italy I had saved for such an occasion.
She talked and I listened to her carefully. It was all about her business for more than an hour. What I understood, she was doing very well. I could see in her eyes the excitement and could feel her ambition of being a much better lawyer in time.
Life was not about only business so I had to ask her how Jeff was doing. To my surprise, the excitement in her eyes disappeared immediately.
"He is doing OK." was her answer. It was short and carrying no emotion. I hesitated for a moment how to continue and then decided to dig into it.
"Your Mom thinks he is a very good husband to you." I said it for a purpose, which was to see her immediate reaction.
"She thinks so," she said and stopped talking, instead sipping at her wine. I was sure there was something wrong.
"What is the problem?"
She looked at the wine glass avoiding any eye contact with me for some time and then looked into my eyes and said "The problem. It is a problem for him that he is being very kind to me." There was a fake smile on her face. I needed a small break before going into deeper.
"I have a box of Cohiba1966 Limited Edition". She looked puzzled and obviously had no idea of Cuban cigars. I had to give her some brief information about Cuban cigars and the brand I had just mentioned. She showed an obvious interest in trying one cigar together with the wine. I placed the box onto the dining table and prepared one cigar for her and one for myself. First I demonstrated to her how to smoke and she copied me immediately. I saw the excitement on her face again. She was enjoying it, a perfect combination of a high quality smoke and a rare red wine, so I let her enjoy that moment. We talked about such pleasures of life's offerings to us, and the different tastes that had already been discovered and were to be discovered in the future. We both knew we had been delaying a conversation about her marriage and it was just about to come.
"He might be a kind husband but not the man you need." I said and waited for her to respond. She didn't say anything but nodded.
"Huh, I didn't know that my daughter was a filthy slut." I said with a smiling face as if it was a joke. She joined me with laughter.
"Not really," She said. "It is not even close. I am still an innocent little girl." She was laughing at what she was saying.
"I didn't buy what you said. He must be the innocent one not you, little naughty girl." We were both laughing loud.
"Poor Jeff." She said and I repeated it "Poor Jeff." There happened to be more jokes and more laughter. The limited time was passing quickly.
I helped her to stand up by reaching her hand and pulling her when she asked permission to go to the bathroom.
"This way." I said pointing at the door. She had just taken a step toward the door and I was looking at her buttocks. I wanted to slap her bottom and I did. I hit her right buttock using my right hand. It was a bit harder than I had intended.
"Hurry-up." came from my mouth with the slap.
"Ouch," She looked at me back and rubbed her bottom. "That was hard." She said with a smiling face.
"Go." I said and she left the room. Her hand was still on her bottom, rubbing herself.
She came back after a few minutes. I checked the clock to see it was 8:33 PM.
"Are you good?" I asked.
"Yes, I am," She said and continued, "No mark left."
"What mark?" I suddenly realized she had examined her bottom at the bathroom mirror.
