I couldn't wait any longer. I had to find out the truth. So I walked out into the deck where my daughter lay by the swimming pool reading a magazine and listening to her iPod.
She didn't look up or give any signs that she'd heard my approach. But then I was a master at stealth, keeping my footsteps silent even where the boards creaked because they hadn't been fixed yet. But I needed to know right now if that sleaze bag Chad got my daughter pregnant before I tracked down. When I did that, I'd show him what it meant to fuck the daughter of a former operative well versed in how to handle interrogations even of hostile subjects.
He wouldn't stand a chance no matter how tough a young punk like him might view himself. He'd cave within five minutes and tell me what I need to do and then I'd decide whether or not to castrate him.
Finally she looked up at me and when she saw my look, she switched off her iPod and removed her ear plugs. She didn't look thrilled to see me and I knew it had to do with Megan. I wondered if she'd ever get over it and realize it had nothing to do with her. But she hadn't given any signs yet and right now it didn't matter.
"What is it dad?"
She folded her arms and gave me a pointed look. The type that made it clear to me that I had interrupted something important. I paused a moment choosing my words carefully. But after this morning when I'd been at the tennis club…Claire, one of my wife's younger friends had been there and she'd played a match with me while her husband talked shop with some of his friends in the clubhouse.
During a break, we'd gone to get some Gatorade near a cabana and she gave me what looked like a coy smile.
"Hey there…how you doing…?"
I felt guarded but answered easily enough that I was doing well; it was a beautiful morning and that the business was going very well.
I knew she didn't like what she had to tell me.
"Look you know I'm your friend…"
No I didn't…I knew my friends and the list was quite short but I humored her.
"Yes I know that…what's up?"
She paused again.
"I ran into Angela…and she said some things…about Tiffany…"
I sighed knowing what was coming. The news that my daughter had gone to the drug store to buy one of those pregnancy tests.
"What about my daughter?"
She paused again.
"I…Angela said that she bought a pregnancy test…."
I smiled trying to smooth that one over quickly, a pro at taking something that reeked and making it smell like perfume.
"Oh that's nothing…she just bought it as a favor…for my wife…"
Claire's mouth dropped.
"What…well Angela didn't say that…"
Of course not…she wouldn't have even if she knew it to be true…she'd still omit it because she was a shit stirrer. A bored house wife no man would dare fuck who hated her life and making others miserable too was her only reason for existing.
"I'm sure she didn't…I don't talk about personal matters but I…my wife…well it's no one else's business…so could you just keep it between us?"
She bit her lip clearly thinking about it. You see, she liked to stir up trouble too. But then so did I. She said nothing more as we finished our set and then I watched her go into the cabana to change into her swimsuit to take a dip before joining her husband for lunch.
I crept into the cabana and saw her wearing only her lacy bra and her tennis skirt, which showed off some shapely thighs.
I walked over to her and gripped her hips with my hands before I kissed her on the mouth. So hard, so fast and then I slowed it down…as she succumbed. My hands slid down her skirt, underneath it where I found her panties. I toyed with them with my fingers, sliding them over the lace.
"You like being all wet Claire before your husband fucks you?"
She just whimpered as I rode the seam of her panties with my fingers, brushing my thumb where I knew her clit would be.
"Oh god…I can't…"
I upped the stroking and she moaned.
"Yes you can and you will…and you'll do as I tell you."
My fingers tugged her panties down baring her pussy…I could feel that it had grown slick from my fingers.
"See that…I can feel you Claire," I said, "A pussy never lies when it wants to be fucked…"
I slid my fingers through her folds, feeling the wetness, her clit riding hard waiting to be fondled. So I started doing that and she nearly jumped.
"I don't have much time," I said, "but I will make you come…"
Just like that, I took a finger and thrust it up in her wetness and immediately I felt her tightness as she squeezed it. She leaned against me, begging me through her body to fuck her with it. One wouldn't do it so I slid another finger to join the first and she mewed in response.
I thrust my fingers as deep as she'd take them and then pulled them out slowly, and I felt the excitement building up in her. She wouldn't be able to hide her climax from me.
Soon enough I felt her shudder against me, her slickness coat my fingers as I pulled them out of her. I brought them to her lips and pressed my fingers against them.
"Open them up for me," I said, "taste yourself and what I've done…"
She obliged and when I asked her to suck them, she did, her own juices coating her lips.
"Now that news about my daughter," I said to her, "Keep it to yourself."
She nodded as she reached to tug her panties back up as I walked to the door, knowing I'd shut her up for a while.
Tiffany just looked at me expectantly.
"Dad was it?"
I sat next to her trying to act a part unfamiliar to me but I needed to find the truth. '
"I don't know how to put this so I'll just ask you straight," I said, "Did you go to the drug store in town and buy a pregnancy test?"
Her eyes widened.
I pressed a bit harder, while softening my voice.
"Did you or did you not buy a test?"
She looked down at her hands, her mouth twitching.
She mumbled her next words.
"Yes I did…"
I sighed running a hand through my hair. The reaction hitting me harder than I thought and then she looked up at me…
"And that's none of your business or anyone else's," she said, "Who told you?"
"It doesn't matter…but was it Chad?"
She glowered at me, her eyes willful.
"I'm not going to tell you or why I bought it."
I grew impatient but willed myself not to show it.
"I think it's obvious why you bought it."
She almost responded but she checked herself and then shrugged.
"Okay whatever…but like I said, it's my business not yours…or mom's."
"Did you tell her?"
She shook her head.
"I didn't tell her about you and Megan either."
The edge in her voice I didn't miss and I knew I was still treading on dangerous ground with my own child.
"Tiffany…it's just that I care about you," I said, "If anything happened…you could tell me."
"No I can't dad and like I said, it's none of your business."
She refused to budge and when my daughter did that, I knew I wouldn't get anywhere. So that meant asking around…starting with her best friend Ruby before I even confronted Chad.
So I smiled for Tiffany.
"Okay honey… I won't ask any more questions."
"You mean interrogate me," she said, "I'm not your prisoner…"
She returned to her iPod which meant she dismissed me and I just walked back into the house.
Ruby still worked in the nursery by the time I arrived there and when she saw me, she got up from where she'd been squatting and brushed off her hands on her pants.
She looked at me warily, her hair tied up in a messy knot. But she still loved more than alluring to me. I wanted to muss up that hair by undoing the clip and wrap it around one of my fists while I kissed her mouth.
But she just knit her brows.
"What do you want Devlin? I told you…"
I put up a hand.
"I'm just here to ask you some questions about Tiffany."
That surprised her so her face relaxed. She folded her arms and looked at me.
"Okay shoot…and I'll see if I can help you."
I cut straight to the chase.
"I found out that my daughter went to the drug store and bought a pregnancy test…do you know anything about that?"
I watched her face but what I saw there, a rush of surprise then she masked it carefully behind as she tilted her face.
"What…I…why are you asking me?"
"Because you're her best friend Ruby, who else would I ask?"
She narrowed her eyes.
"How about your daughter…you did talk to her didn't you?"
Ruby seemed on edge to me. I read people very well, blame it on the day job and damn if she didn't seem more than a bit worked up.
"Yes I did and she told me to mind my own business."
Ruby nodded slightly.
"Maybe you should listen to her…she's an adult you know."
I watched her carefully as she rubbed the back of her neck.
"I know that but I'm her father…and fathers worry when their daughters buy pregnancy tests."
She bit her lip.
"You should just drop it Devlin and move on…"
I caught her tone and didn't like it.
"You mean with her…or with you?"
She pursed her lips.
"With both of us," she said, "I told you I can't do it anymore and I meant it."
I reached out to stroke a loose hair off of her face but she dodged me with a simple movement backward.
"Stop it…just stop it."
I heard the tremulousness in her voice. I leaned closer.
"What if I don't want to Ruby? God, you really were a little tease…"
She gritted her teeth.
"No I'm not…I just don't want to hurt my best friend."
"I told you…"
She raised her hand.
"And so did I…now excuse me I've got work to do…."
She pushed past me to head towards a shed and what did I do, I followed her.