Megan had asked for it. She had teased me wearing that skimpy little bikini and whenever I had glanced her way, she smiled.
She wanted it and I gave it to her. I went up and talked to her, told her how much she'd grown since I'd seen her last, how pretty she looked. She ate it all up.
Soon enough we were on the beach, my hands wrapped up in her hair while she undid me and soon had my cock sliding between her lips. The pressure of her mouth on me nearly set me off but the way she used her tongue, she wasn't nearly as innocent as I had thought.
She released me and then looked up.
"You like that?"
"Yes….but let's go into someplace more private."
She got up on her feet and I pulled her into the trees and then ran my hands all over her, undoing her bikini top until her breasts, milky white and plentiful spilled over into my hands.
"You want to fuck Megan?"
She nodded breathlessly.
"It'll be our secret," I told her, "No one will have to know."
"Does your wife know what you're doing?"
No, because there was no need for her to ever know that I'd always kept a stream of women handy to fuck when my wife was too busy running every social event in town. That's why I needed the other women, I told myself and I almost believed it.
But I didn't want to think about that right now as I lowered my mouth to Megan's sweet breasts, taking a ripened nipple into my mouth. She writhed and that showed me how much she wanted me to fuck her. We fell into the grass bordering the sand and my hands slipped inside her bikini bottoms shoving them down, baring her pussy to me. A trail of curls into her soft pink lips...I parted those lips with one finger feeling the wetness.
She worked on tugging my bathing suit down freeing my cock which soon enough, she had her hands wrapped around. I groaned…I wanted to get it inside of her before I came.
And like that I rolled on top of her, nudging her thighs apart to take me and her pussy opened up when I pushed inside it, a snug fit and she mewed at my first thrust.
She gasped as I rutted against her slowly at first and then faster. I couldn't get enough of fucking, being between a woman's thighs, having her take me inside and squeeze…Megan did that and the pleasure of it raced through me. I pinned her to the grass with my body as I fucked her, her cries muffled by my mouth as I kissed her.
Afterward, we got dressed and we walked back to the beach.
"We should head back," she said.
All of a sudden I said no, not yet. I wasn't finished with her. I knew my wife wouldn't miss me and my daughter had taken off somewhere with Ruby.
My hands slid around her again as I kissed her sliding down over her ass, pulling her closer to me.
"What the fuck…"
I looked up suddenly and damn it, if Tiffany wasn't splashing through the shallow water towards me. Her face enraged her body tense as if she were going to attack us. I couldn't believe it…she'd seen me going at it with Megan. I hadn't known she was anywhere nearby.
"You skanky bitch," Tiffany spat, "Get away from my father."
Megan looked scared, couldn't blame her. My daughter looked like she'd lost it. That she might start pummeling the woman in my arms. The one I'd just fucked. I disengaged from Megan to face Tiffany and saw how angry she looked. I put myself between her and Megan who looked embarrassed.
"Tiffany…It's not what you think."
I'd dragged out the old cliché until I could come up with a plan of action. Thinking quickly, I saw that my response hadn't worked even to stall her. But she focused her rage at Megan.
"I'm going to kick your fucking ass you little tramp…"
Megan folded her arms.
"Hey, don't get so upset," she said, "It's none of your business.
I looked up and saw Ruby approach from the water but she didn't say anything. She just watched.
"None of my business," Tiffany said, "I'm going to kill you, you bitch…"
She lunged for Megan but I stopped her wrapping my arms tightly around her, looking at her.
"Tiffany…we'll talk about this," he said, "just let her go…and we'll talk."
I could tell she wanted to spit in my face but she just glared at me.
"I don't want to talk," she said, "I'm gonna kick her bony ass."
I looked at Ruby but she just looked past me at Tiffany, who I had grabbed hold of but she'd tried to push my arms away to get at Megan.
"Tiffany calm down," I said, "I'm your father…we can talk about this…"
Then I looked at Megan.
"You'd better go…"
She took that as her cue to leave and headed back to the picnic. Then Tiffany's focus turned on me. She pushed me away angrily with a lot of force.
"God you make me sick."
"No…you're a fucking cheat," she said, "and when Mom finds out…"
I grabbed her arm. It wouldn't come to that. I couldn't let it.
"Okay Tiffany…you want to tell her what you think you saw…you'll just hurt her for no reason."
She shook her head.
"No Dad…you hurt her by sticking it into that skank. She needs to know what she married."
I blocked her path.
"No…we need to talk about this," he said, "before you run off making any rash decisions."
"I'm not one of your operatives Dad," she said, "and I'm going to tell her now. I'm going to tell Megan's father who she just opened up her legs for…god how could you do this? How could you hurt mom like this…hurt me?"
I didn't know what to say to that and usually I could say something. But the anger in her face blurred into pain. I knew I had damaged my relationship with her.
"And how many women have you fucked," she said, "God, she's young enough to be your daughter…she's my age…and you just had to have her."
"Tiffany it's not like that."
"The hell it isn't…how many women have you messed around with since you married mom?"
I wasn't going to give her my numbers. It was my business…Gloria's too but only what she knew which was nothing….except that she'd cheated on me too with Brock years ago.
Ruby spoke up.
"Look I'll just leave the two of you alone."
Tiffany turned to look at her.
"No I want a witness," she said, "Someone who'll back me when I tell my mom she's married to a fucking cheat."
Ruby froze as if not knowing how to react. After all she had her own secrets from her best friend.
"I don't think so Tiff," she said, "This is private…between you and him…It's not my business."
She had an edge in her voice that I picked up but she didn't show it on her face. Then she left the two of us standing alone.
"Come on Tiffany, you don't want to mess up what we have as a family," I said, "Your mother doesn't need to know. This is her big day, let her celebrate it. You don't want to ruin it."
Tiffany spoke in a smaller voice.
"But you're lying to her and to me," she said, "You're pretending to be something you're not."
I softened my voice.
"I'm still your father and I love you more than anything."
She just looked at me.
"I want that believe that daddy…"
The doubt remained on her face but I knew she'd weighed the decision in her hands and she'd decide in my favor…at least for now.
I'd just played my own daughter.
"You know how much I love you and your mother," I said, "It's going to be all right."
She wanted to believe that so much, I read it on her face but I'd disappointed her.
"I'll think about it," she said, "but you have to stop cheating on her."
"I've got no plans to do that."
She nodded at that.
"Okay but if I see Megan; I'm going to kick her ass anyway. Tell your little girlfriend that."
"I won't see her again," I said, "I'm sure she's not going to be a problem."
Later on, I marveled at my ability to convince my own daughter that what she'd seen would never happen again. I'd come close so many times before to getting caught and this time…it had happened. But I had no intention of giving up. I had ever intention of picking up thing with Ruby again…only being much more careful not to get caught.
I had two months with her left and I intended to make the most of it. I was already looking forward to the next time.