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The story thus far...
I am a divorcee with 2 kids – Suzy and Bob. I had spent Thursday night with a young whore named Runt. She got her name because she was the smallest in a set of quadruplets. The quads were Runt and her three brothers; Mark, Steve, and Tom. Runt set me up with a date with her mom, Paula, and we ended up in bed. Only when we were done fucking did we realize we were not alone in the house. I left and went home where I saw my daughter being fucked in her bed.
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I woke up early the next morning. I hadn't had much sleep, but felt very refreshed and alive. I headed for the shower and looked out the window and saw my daughter's boyfriend's car was still parked outside. Guessing that they had fallen asleep and not wanting to see the guy, I made more noise than usual. My daughter's name is Suzy and while I took my shower I hummed Wake up Little Susie and imagined her frantically getting her boyfriend up and out the door. I never really liked Suzy's boyfriend and really didn't want to see him, so I took my time. When I got out, I dried off and slipped on a T-shirt and sweat pants. I looked out the window again and was relieved to see his car was gone. As I opened my door I hear Suzy starting her shower. Suddenly I was famished.
I went downstairs and checked the fridge. Not much there so I jumped in the car and went to the grocery store. I picked up bacon, eggs, potatoes and bread. When I returned home, Suzy was in the kitchen and had made coffee. She was wearing a T-shirt and sweat pants. Despite her comfortable clothing, she looked uncomfortable and was avoiding my looks. I imagine she was thinking about how I was going to react to having her boyfriend spend the night. Her mother would have been hysterical and I imagine she was waiting for me to blow my top. I avoided it all together and told her I was going to make her a big breakfast.
She smiled and poured two cups of coffee while I started frying up the bacon. We made small talk, completely avoiding the subject of our dates. I could tell she was dying to ask me about mine, but was probably afraid it would lead into me asking her about hers.
Finally after we had ate, I pushed my chair back and asked her how her evening was.
"OK," she said, "but I'm really interested in hearing how yours was."
"Way to dodge the question," I thought. "It was fantastic," I said.
I told her about the evening and her face just beamed with happiness. Finally I got to the part where Paula and I had returned to her house.
"Before I go on we need to discuss some things," I told her. "Looking back, for most of the time I was married to your mother, I was living a lie. I think the only thing that I've been honest about over the past twenty years has been my love and pride of you and your brother. The sad thing is that until two days ago, even I didn't realize what a load of BS my life was. Runt and Paula helped me tremendously by allowing me to see that clearly."
Suzy stared at me, unsure of where this was going. Suddenly the conversation had taken an unexpected and very heavy turn. "I'm not sure I know what you mean, Dad," she said.
"Suzy, I stood there and let your Mom turn me into a miserable church going lemming who didn't have the courage to stop her. I even let her pile that shit on you and your brother. I'm so sorry about that. Her and her religion set the stage for all this. Last year when she left I thought I was free, but over the last few days I discovered I wasn't. Honesty is the way. I swear to you that I'm going to live my life honestly. I'm going to be completely honest with you and your brother.
Tears were welling in Suzy's eyes. "I still don't understand Dad," she said.
I laughed and hugged her. "It's OK Suzy, it's OK. I just needed to tell you that before I tell you any more about Runt and Paula."
I continued the story, leaving nothing out. I explained that Runt was a whore and that I had been visiting whorehouses since I had been promoted. I told her how I first talked to Paula and how nervous I was about meeting her.
"Wow Dad no wonder you were so nervous getting ready last night," Suzy remarked.
I told her about the conversation Paula and I had before she sucked me off. I even told Suzy about how I came on Paula's dress. Finally I told her how I had ended up coming home after I had told her I was going to spend the night at Paula's.
