My marriage had lasted over twenty years, but it had stopped being a real marriage long before. My wife had wanted a career of her own. I was fine with that. It left me time to stay at home and do my artwork.
I sold enough pieces to make it worthwhile. And it gave me time to raise our daughter, Madison, whom my wife had by accident and hardly even acknowledged except on special occasions like birthdays and holidays.
Of course, Natalie, my wife, worked late often. She was a lawyer. Because of this I decided to ride it out and just take care of Madison. I knew my wife well by now, and she would have raked me over the coals in a divorce. I just learned to bear the pain of rejection and went on living.
One way I was able to accept the situation was to have friendly neighbors, several of whom were women of a certain age, and in need of special treatment, if you follow my drift. For almost ten years I had been having affairs with as many women in the area as I could accommodate.
Of course, I kept this from my wife easily, but as Madison aged and became a young lady of eighteen it became harder to hide my secret life from her.
I had kept my affairs active during the hours that my wife worked and Madison was at school. However, when Madison graduated she was at home more and more often. She was out looking for work, not wishing to go to college yet, and was gone most days, but she sometimes spent the day in, or came home unexpectedly. It caused me to modify my affairs quite a bit. Still, I managed to retain some of my fun.
One day Faith, my neighbor from down the block, had decided to drop by in the afternoon. I left my brushes and proceeded to give her what she needed. What she needed was some good sex. Faith had tits to die for, large and suckable. And her figure was the classic hour glass that men all secretly desired.
Before my brushes had dried from being cleaned we had stripped and I was mauling those tits with my hands and mouth, while Faith jerked on my cock, getting me harder and harder.
When I had enough of her tits we decided to service each other. We made ourselves comfortable on my daybed in the studio and began making love to each other with our mouths. Faith absolutely loved cock sucking. She had done me many a time. And I loved the taste of her pussy. She always tasted of honeysuckle nectar.
As she sucked my cock into her throat I rammed my tongue into her pussy. My chin was rubbing my afternoon stubble against her clit and she was frantically sucking and humping my face, both at the same time. I decided to make her cum a few times, then I gave her the reward she expected. I shot a huge wad of man juice down her throat and she swallowed it all, with gusto.
As we both came, I took my face from her cunt, glancing up, as I heard something, and saw Madison's back as she scrambled out the studio door. Well, this was a situation. I helped Faith get herself together, not awkwardly, but with some haste, telling her a little white lie; that Madison was due home any minute. Faith gave me my kiss of reward for pleasing her and then left.
Now I was in the position of trying to explain to my daughter what she had seen, in some plausible way. I couldn't figure out what I was going to say, but I went to her room, hoping to come up with something.
As I approached her room on the second floor I heard a slight squeaking sound. It intrigued me. I guessed it was her bed moving. Why would that be? So I moved more stealthily than I might have otherwise. I came to Madison's door, saw it wasn't quite closed, and opened it quickly.
To my great surprise I saw my little Madison, all of eighteen years, but still my little girl, with a dildo rammed up her little pussy. My first thought was she wasn't a virgin anymore; my second was the thought that I wished it was my cock instead of the dildo.
I loved my daughter. This was the first time I'd had these kind of thoughts about her. All my neighbor ladies had kept me satisfied, but now I knew I would never be truly satisfied until I fucked my own daughter.
