As time wore on our family became closer. From Thanksgiving dinner to Christmas eggnog, Diana was the light of everyone’s lives. She would put her ear to my tummy and babble to her baby sister.
On March 7th, 2023, Robert and I welcomed our daughter, Elizabeth Mary Green to this world. She was a normal 5 lbs. 10 oz. and was a splitting image of Genevieve at birth. She had all the features of the Green family. She had my forehead and cheek structure, but she definitely was a Green. At 23, I was a mother, twice over, and couldnt imagine life being any better.
My daughters were steadily growing. Diana was walking, rather, running around the house. Elizabeth was learning how to crawl, and believe it or not, Robert and I were thinking about adding a 3rd Green to the ever growing brood. Genevieve, now 14, was constantly bugging her brother and me to give her another niece or nephew. My in-laws loved their granddaughters and would often steal them from us for the evening.
Often, the double life I lived would creep up in my mind. Looking at Diana everyday, I saw my father. I love my daughter, with every fiber of my being. But knowing how she was conceived scarred me. No, I wasnt raped, but the carnal nature of the events, day after day, lying under my father, as he viciously fucked me senseless, was a stark reminder of his pending release. I honestly didn’t know of his release date, as he told me not to visit him after learning I was carrying Elizabeth.
The life I’d yearned for and finally had grown accustomed to, was about to come crumbling back down to Earth.
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It was February 12th, and the day started off as normal as possible. I gave the girls baths, fed them, and was readying to drop them off at my inlaws house as I had to go to school.
About 2:30 pm, I was now home, as my 2nd class was online. I was taking a break from from doing research. Suddenly, I receive a call. Again, not knowing its’ whereabouts, I answered it. My face went pale. It was simple, to the point and direct.
“I know he’s on a business trip until the 15th. Pick me up on the 14th at 4 pm. Find a sitter. We have catching up to do.” Realizing it was my father calling, I continued to listen. “Go write down what I tell you. MOVE!”
Scurrying to Roberts’ den, I grabbed a pen and wrote what was told to me on the notepad.
Trying to catch myself reeling, I tried commenting, “Daddy, it’s my birthday. I was going to spend it with the kids.”
“4pm sharp. Don’t be late. I’ve been waiting for this day and it will not be wasted. Get them a sitter or they won’t be getting much sleep themselves; Otherwise get us a motel room,” He said, deadly serious.
Standing at the front of Robert’s desk, my legs went weak, I felt faint, but steadied myself by holding onto the desk. I simply answered, “Yes daddy. 4pm. Sharp.”
Before ending the call he said, “Get me more of that Viagra stuff I was using before.”
I told him I would, and we ended our conversation.
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After the call, I realized I couldnt have Genevieve or Mrs. Green watching the girls, as there was no plausible explanation I would have as to why I would be out of town, alone, for the night. Calling my neighbors down the street, their 16 year old twin daughters agreed to watch my girls that evening. It ended up costing me $125 each, but I was glad I found someone.
I went to Kohl’s and bought a few pair of the type of suntan pantyhose he likes on my legs. That completed, I pulled out my red and white, striped, mid length dress, my white 4″ fuck me pumps, and white choker. Adding to my outfit, I’d put out a red ribbon I would tie into my hair. The rest of the day I was a bundle nerves.
Having dinner with my in-laws that evening, I was asked what I wanted to do for my birthday that Thursday. I had told them I just wanted to stay home with the girls and get a good nights rest. I had said that, with Robert being away, I wasn’t really up to anything, but that he assured me he would take me out for my birthday when he arrived home.
Thursday morning, I began packing an overnight bag, as I awaited my husbands usual call, about 10 am. Nervously answering his call, I told him I was just going to stay home with the girls. He seemed oddly cheerful for being away on a trip, but he had told me he loved me and would see me tomorrow night. Breathing a sigh of relief, I went about my morning.
About noon, the sitters came over and I had given them specific instructions NOT to call me after 4:30 unless it was an extreme emergency. Seeing me dressed in my red and white pin striped dressed, white heels, tan nylons, a white choker, and the red ribbon in my hair, my neighbors complimented my look. Asking me if i had a hot date, I could only smile and change the subject.
Dressed in the outfit daddy told me to wear, I left the house and proceeded to the prison. Knowing it was almost 2 hours away, I had some leeway, even if I hit some traffic. Researching more, I noticed a Super 8 motel about 12 miles from the jail. Booking a room using a pre-paid card I’d bought, I continued on my journey.
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Arriving at 3:40 pm, I parked by the area where the inmates were released, and after freshening up my makeup and hair, I kicked off my flats, and slipped into my heels. I then put my anklet on my left ankle, and looked at my wedding ring. With ignominy, I just stared at myself in my driver mirror, telling myself things will be ok.
Stepping out of my car, I walked to the front of it and leaned back seductively, against the hood. Making sure my nylon clad legs jumped out to daddy, I hiked my dress up further. Seeing people beginning to walk out of the front entrance, I noticed my father. He obviously showered, tried shaving, and the clothing he currently had on, were washed.
Wearing his signature blue jeans, his black motorcycle boots, and that hideous black vest, I stood there in the shining sunlight, awaiting my fate. Looking my direction, he made a beeline to my car. Noticing the fear and anxiety I had, he simply said, “Once we start fucking, all that anxiety will go away.” Not a hello, a hi, only THAT SENTENCE.
I could only reply, “I missed you so much daddy.” Kissing him, we got into the car.
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Meanwhile………
Robert was relieved to feel the plane leaving the gate at Sky Harbor Airport. He managed to convince his bosses to let him leave the convention early, saying it was his wife’s 24th birthday and he wanted to surprise her. After talking to Sylvie a few hours earlier, he had her convinced he would be home tomorrow night. The perfect opportunity was set to surprise her, and take her to the one restaurant she always wanted to patronize.
Knowing she didn’t mind eating late, he had made a reservation for 9:30pm figuring the restaurant wouldn’t be as hectic, and they could enjoy a quiet dinner. Seeing it was already 4:30pm, and his flight would arrive in Denver about 6:45, he figured the Uber he ordered, would get him home by 8, and they’d be at the restaurant by 9:15. With his plan all situated and implemented, he relaxed in his business class seat.
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It was about 4:45 pm and as we were walking up to the check in desk at the Super 8, I was holding daddys hand. The guy behind the counter had to be around my age. Telling him I had a reserved room under the name Green, he confirmed it and gave us our room key. Daddy, without missing a beat said, “Is this a room in front of or behind the hotel.”
The desk associate said, “It’s literally the room in front of your car I saw you pull up in.”
Satisfied, daddy took the key and we left, but not after telling the guy, “There will be a lot of action in that room most of the night. Don’t fucking bother us. I’ve been in prison awhile and just got released. My little lady here, is going to help me relieve my anxiety from being locked up for so long.”
Clearly seeing my discomfort, the guy just said, “Yeah, sure.”
I could see, myself, how intimidated the guy looked, as daddy spoke to him. Learrning he just got released, I think he realized he was dealing with someone not very nice.
Entering our room, I was already dreading this motel. The walls had a dark rustic look to them. It looked old and in need of a renovation. The bed had a dark brown blanket and lighter tan sheets. The beds frame looked like it had seen better days. It wasn’t attached to the wall.
After daddy closed the door, I put my purse and overnight bag on the table by the window. Standing by the bed, I began to unbutton the top of my dress, setting my tits free from their captivity. In a slow, sensual manner, I unbuttoned each one, all the while not taking my eyes off of my father. With a faint smile, I could see his tent rising, as the monster hiding behind it, knew it was about to go to work.
I could see the built up tension in him. One, from being locked up for so long. Two, His anger from knowing I now have another child, even if she was from my own husband. After the last button was undone, the lace bra I was wearing made its’ appearance. “Do you like what you see daddy?” I softly asked. Lifting up the hem of my dress, I continued, “Do you want me to push a hole in them or take them to my hips?”
Looking at me, I knew what he wanted. Lowering pantyhose to my hips, I walked up to him and dropped to my knees. Unzipping his jeans, I freed his tantalizingly large organ from its’ confines.
Looking up at daddy, I took him in my mouth. Working my way up and down his member, my eyes never left his. Unseemingly quiet, Daddy enjoyed the scene taking place before him.
report SLURP! GLUCK!GLUCK!GLUCK!
With his hands on the sides of my head, I suckled and gagged on the enormity of the snake attacking my throat. Tapping his hand in hand in need of air, he released his grip. Coughing, I wiped my mouth and the tears formed. Apologizing, I said, “Sorry Daddy.”
Attacking his cock once more, I sucked and slurped until, at last, I felt his sagging balls tighten. “AHHHHHHH FUUCCKKK!” Daddy unleashed a torrent of cum down my throat.
Standing, I made my way to the bed and lie on my back. Holding my arms out to him, and in the most alluring way possible, I said, “Show me how much you missed this pussy.”
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