8 comments/ 86674 views/ 36 favorites Alli By: qualitywheat Hi, my name is Frank Knight; I am 40, divorced and very happy in my life, I got divorced 19 years ago or so, I thought I had met my dream woman, but after we had wed, I realised I had met and married a fucking dragon! So one night I packed my bags and just left. I went home to my parent's house clear across the country. I had been married less than 6 months and it was a nightmare, I couldn't do enough for her, buy enough for her, or earn enough for her. God help whoever she ended up with, I never saw her again, I'd left a note to tell her to divorce me, no contest, and send any paperwork, and costs to my parent's house. Since then I have made something of my life, I don't know why, but I was always interested in stocks and shares. So when I got myself sorted out, into work and earning again, I started buying small amounts of shares etc whenever I could afford it. I built up a nice little portfolio over the years, and because of cute selling and buying I began to see real returns. I was earning bigger and bigger pay offs, selling high, buying low, that sort of thing. I got lucky, I know that, but there ya go hey? I took some hits too, but all in all, I did well. So well in fact, that I went into house buying to rent, and expanded my incomes in that direction. And now 20 years on I am more than very well off, my money is secure, I still dabble in the shares etc, but I don't use my own money now, I don't risk a penny. And I still make a bob or two as well. I am a member of every exclusive club there is around me. And casino's etc, where I am prepared to lose, but only what I take into it, and never go over the limit, and it's also a great place to meet women, single or otherwise. Like I said, I am 40 now, never remarried and don't intend to either, once was enough for me. I have had plenty of girlfriends, long time ones, and short term ones. But as soon as they get serious, I tell them, sorry, but I won't be ever getting attached. So if they want to carry on, okay, but there won't be wedding belles, or sharing of lives, that sort of thing. And one thing I never wanted, nor intended having, was children. It just wasn't me; I have no interest in that. I aren't nasty with it, I just tell them gently, that there is no future with me, certainly not in that direction. I don't mind who I go out with, or where I get my sex from, married, divorced, widows, single women. If they have children or not in there lives, it doesn't matter to me. I love sex and I love women, but I don't, and won't ask a woman out who doesn't meet my criteria. All that is, is she has to be attractive to me. I don't just go looking for sex, I like a relationship of sorts, and if she is beautiful all the better. I've met some married beauty's, some of whom have wanted to leave their husbands for me. But that is a complete no no. That's just what I don't want at all. I don't care what age they are either, 18 year olds, or 50 year olds, if they fit the bill, they are in! Lol. I love the younger ones for their enthusiasm, they want it all over the place, and I do my best to accommodate them. My last 18 year old was the daughter of a friend of mine; she was a long haired blonde beauty. What a wild time I had with her, she couldn't get enough of me, she loves older men. I taught her to take it every where; she had had sex before, she wasn't a virgin. But never given a blow job, or even had it up her arse, not until she met me anyway. I taught her all she knows now, ha ha ha ha ha. Now she loves it always, but I don't see her much now because she has gone to uni! I go abroad a lot on holidays when ever I feel like it, I can go anywhere I want 1st class. Sometimes I take someone with me, but I also like to find my own lovers wherever I happen to be. Especially in the Caribbean, those dusky beauties are something else for sure. Their soft dark skin is something to behold, I love them. Fucking hell! I'm getting all maudlin here, reminiscing. Might have to have a trip back soon? I am 6ft 3" tall, don't smoke, don't drink a lot, but I have been known to on the right occasions. Keep myself fairly fit, got all my hair and teeth still, my hair is a little grey at the sides now, but I'm told it makes me look distinguished. And more to the point for me, just about all the women I have loved, have told me my prick is special, big, but not too big, thick where it matters, good foreskin, and I know how to use it too. I have always always, tried to make sure my woman has got what she wants before I have, although sometimes excitement has got the better of me, I must admit. So now on to the meat of my story. I was sat at home one night, when the phone rang. On answering it, I was asked by a male voice, if I was Frank Knight, formerly of the city where I had lived. 'I am,' I said. (A song there?) 'Were you married to a lady called Sarah back then?' 'Yes I was, but we divorced along time ago, is there something wrong, who are you?' I asked. 'Well sir,' I may have a surprise for you?' Now I was concerned, who was this? I wondered. 'My name is Jonathon Frank Knight, I believe I am your son, but I don't think you knew about me. I was born apparently, about 6 months after you left my mother, without ever knowing she was pregnant with me.' It's a good job I was sat down, or I would have fallen over, such was the shock of his revelation! Stunned? I was almost struck dumb! Eventually, I managed to croak. 'Are you sure about this?' 'What do you want?' 'I'm sorry,' he said, 'this must be a great shock to you?' 'You can say that again,' I said. The very thing I had always avoided had visited itself on me. I had a son, a fucking son, and I never knew about it. 'Well Jon, is it Jon?' I asked. 'Yes it is,' he replied. 'Jon, what can I do for you?' I asked, thinking that I could give him a wedge, settle things down etc. 'Well, nothing really, but I would like to meet you if I could?' he said hopefully. 'I don't know if that will be a good idea?' 'Do you think that it will be a good idea Jon?' I said. 'After all, you must be what, 20 years old, or there about?' 'Yes I am 20 now, and I have just got married, a month ago, and my new wife wants me to get in touch with you?' 'Does she now?' I said. 'Look Jon, let me think about things, get my head around this, it's a bit of a surprise you know?' 'Yes okay, no problem, I will call you tomorrow if that's okay?' 'Yes do that, tomorrow night?' 'Okay bye then.' And I put the phone down. I was struggling to get my thoughts straight. I was glad for me, and a little sorry for him that he had missed out on me being there, but I still knew I would not have made a good father. But what I could have done was provide for him financially at a distance. But his mother had seen fit not to let me know, so I wasn't guilty of anything, and I certainly didn't feel guilty either. The following night the phone rang at the same time, as the previous night. I had thought a lot about things, and decided that I didn't think meeting would be beneficial to him, or me. But it wasn't him, it was a woman, with a voice like music, it sang to me, it was enchanting. She introduced herself as Jon's wife, Alli, short for Allison. Straight off she started calling me dad! And before I could draw breath, she was inviting me over to meet them. I stuttered and stammered, and tried to tell her I didn't think it would be a good idea. But her beautiful voice killed that, I ended up agreeing to go, she understood my reticence and everything else. When I got off the phone, I said to myself. 'What the fucking hell are you doing Frank, it won't go anywhere.' So the following Friday morning I set off in my jag, and arrived at 3 in the afternoon. I was met at the door by a vision, I was knocked out by her beauty, absolutely stunning can only describe her. My mouth must have been wide open; I must have looked like fish out of water! She laughed, and said to close it! 'I, I, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare, but I didn't expect you to be so, er so er beautiful.' I was babbling like a fucking 16 year old, confronted by a beautiful older woman. She laughed so wonderfully again, and said, 'yes, I do seem to get lots of stares.' I apologised again, and went into her home. If you know what Jessica Simpson looks like, the blonde American pop singer? Well Alli is better looking than her, a lot better. The only thing different really was her hair, it was a gold honey blonde, but cut short to her neck, it missed her shoulders by about an inch. She was about 5ft 6" and built like a goddess, everything was in line with her body, no bumps, lumps, knobbly knees, lumpy ankles. She was smooth skinned, rounded, and fucking stunning, I don't think I have seen a more beautiful girl in my life, her face was so angelic. And I've seen a few beauties I can tell you, and I've had more than a few in my bed too! I asked where Jon was. She looked darkly at me, and said. 'Well, we didn't expect you until later, so he's gone to the pub for a drink!' 'He's gone to the pub? Oh okay, no problem,' I said. But I was a little surprised, I have to confess. 'Would you like to go and meet him there?' Alli asked me. 'Er, no I don't think so Alli, that wouldn't be a good place to meet for the first time?' I said. 'No it wouldn't!' she said in an exasperated tone. 'So Alli,' I said, trying to change the subject, 'please, tell me all about you?' 'Well,' she said, 'I met Jon at uni, and he seemed so nice, we had a whirlwind affair, and 5 months later, here I am, married?' Her soft lovely voice had a disconsolate tone to it. She had said, 'seemed to be nice?' 'Can I say something?' And before she could say yes, or no, I continued. 'You don't seem too enamoured about being here and married?' 'Well Mr Knight, Dad, you will see when he gets home?' 'Please Alli, call me Frank, please?' I said. 'I think I prefer dad for now, maybe Frank later.' We chatted for a while, and it came across to me that she wasn't really happy in her new marriage. She also impressed me as a very intelligent girl, she had her masters etc. So what the fuck was she doing married to my son, who, I hadn't yet met? I was becoming more and more enamoured with her, she poured us a glass of wine each, her movements were fluid, wave like. How could such a girl end up in this pokey little flat? I had to think she had made a huge mistake. I already wasn't too impressed that my son hadn't been here to meet me either. He came home around 8:00, and he was half cut, or just cut, I wasn't sure yet. We got introduced, and straight away I could see he was my son, he had some of my looks. But he was his mother's son totally; all the bad memories of her came back in his actions, his words, his ways. After a while he said he was going to bed, because he and his dad had a lot to talk about tomorrow, and get to know each other. I resolved to leave as soon as possible, and not comeback. I really felt so sorry for Alli, she was such a nice girl, and I knew already, she didn't deserve my son. I had had 3 large glasses of wine, so Alli insisted I could not possibly drive all the way home. They had a second bedroom, and made me literally stay over. I reluctantly agreed, she apologised for Jon, and I told her I would be away early in the morning. But I would call her next week to chat, why I don't know. As far as I was concerned, this was a first and last visit. I went to bed, with a handshake from Alli, she looked so sad. I wanted to hug her, but my dick was talking to me, so I held off, she was my son's wife after all! During the night about 2:00 I woke with a raging thirst, so I got up, and went into the hallway, the noise from their bedroom was deafening. He was snoring like a drain. 'How can you sleep with that going on Alli?' I asked myself. I went into the lounge, to make my way to the kitchen, and the reason she could put up with it was because, she was on the sofa, under a duvet. I looked at her, and thought you poor girl; it won't belong before you leave. That's a bet I would have a go on, and win for certain! I got a glass of milk, and made my way back; as I passed her she turned over, and said. 'Hi, can't you sleep?' 'I just wanted drink, sorry if I have wakened you Alli?' 'You didn't, I heard you come in, have you heard him? 'Snoring?' 'Yes, is he always like that?' I asked. 'He is these days.' She said somewhat sadly. Even lying there mussed up, she looked fabulous, I do know that beautiful women look beautiful, even in total darkness, they can't help it. If she hadn't been my son's wife, I would have made a move on her right there, no sweat! 'What's his problem Alli?' I said. 'He can't handle life, the minute he left home and we moved in together, he changed over night, why, I don't know?' 'I think it's his mothers influence.' She moved to one side and patted the sofa. 'Come on dad, sit down; I need to talk to some one, please?' Her musical voice hit me right in the chest! I did, my hand brushed her soft gold hair, and my prick lurched like a cobra striking at a target! She shuffled upwards, I sat to one side, almost facing her, she propped herself on her pillow.. 'I don't know what I'm going to do; I hate myself for saying this, especially to you, because you're his dad. But I think I have made a terrible mistake with him?' 'Well Alli, I don't know him, but I think you maybe right, he reminds me so much of how his mother was with me, that's why I left her, I knew it was all wrong.' Suddenly tears jumped from her huge blue eyes and spilled down her cheeks, I immediately put my arms around her, and shushed to her, saying. 'It's okay Alli, don't cry please?' I petted her for a while, and then she leaned away from me slightly, looked at me through her sad wondrous eyes, and kissed me on the lips. It wasn't a full on kiss, just a peck. But it was so soft, yet demanding, I hadn't fastened my bath robe, and all I was wearing were pyjama bottoms. I didn't dare look down at my lap, I knew though I was getting a hard on. What I didn't know was, it had poked its head out and was staring at Alli. Alli dropped her head onto my shoulder and apologised for the kiss. I said its okay, and that I understood. But my prick didn't, I could feel it getting harder and harder, and I still didn't know it was looking up, right at Alli. And that with her head on my shoulder, her gaze was turned downwards. I heard her say something like 'Ooooh!' but wasn't too sure, and wondered what she was saying. Then I felt it, a hand enclosing around my prick, she squeezed, and I was utterly trapped, this beautiful sexy girl had my prick in her hand, and there was nothing I could do about it. She began moving her hand up and down, and no resistance from me, I just sighed. She sped up her ministrations, and soon I knew I was going to cum, what man wouldn't? I was going to cum in record time, no question! As I ejected my load, I managed to grab my robe to catch it all. Alli lifted her lovely head and we kissed for the first time properly. It without doubt the best kiss I had ever had in my life. I could feel the giving of it, it was her loving, thankful, sensuous, kind, wanting, and so passionate, it filled me with desire for her. That's when I heard a noise from the hallway. I jumped up, and seconds later Jon staggered into the room. 'Hi,' he mumbled, 'what's going on?' 'Nothing,' I lied, 'I wanted a drink, and Alli was here on the sofa, apparently because you are snoring.' 'Right,' I said, 'I'm away back to bed,' and off I went. I listened for a while and heard slightly raised but hushed voices, they were having words. 'I hope he doesn't hit her?' I thought. The next thing I knew, I was opening my eyes at the sun streaming through the window. It was 9:00 I got up and went into the bathroom and took a shower, among other things. Then I made my way to the kitchen, I put the kettle on for a drink, and thought about what to do. I had already decided that Jon and I had nothing in common. I wouldn't be pursuing a relationship with him, which was for sure. But Alli was a different thing, she didn't deserve this, I thought, but it's her life, she will have to sort it. Though if there was anything I could do for her, I would do it. I also thought long about that kiss, and the jack off too, but more about her kiss, it was just so special, I could still feel her soft cool lips on mine. But she was still my son's wife, and I shouldn't have let it happen. I was sat in silence thinking of her, her kiss, her fingers and hand, her body, she was so sexy, and didn't even try to be that way, she just was. I knew I had to leave, and that's when I felt a hand on my shoulder, it was her, I looked up, she leaned down, and again her lips were on mine, but it was only a peck. 'Morning dad,' she said brightly, that put me at ease. 'Hi Alli, good morning, are you okay? I said a bit sheepishly. 'I'm fine dad, you?' 'Yep, I'm good too.' 'That's good then, I'm sorry about last night, I shouldn't have done that, please forgive me?' she said. 'Alli, there is no apology needed, in fact, to be honest, I loved it, especially when we kissed.' 'Did you?' she asked surprised. 'Yes I certainly did.' 'Where's Jon? Is he still in bed?' I asked.' 'Yes, but he won't be up for a while, and today is Saturday, so at lunch time he will be going to watch City, they are at home today!' 'What?' I asked astounded. 'Dad, he never misses a game, and he won't be home until midnight, at the earliest!' 'Why the hell did he say he wanted to meet me then?' I was getting annoyed over this now. 'I don't know why, I asked him to originally, but Jon only does what Jon wants to do!' 'Okay Alli, go and get ready, we are going out for the day!' I said. 'Where to?' she asked. 'Into town, we'll shop, and have lunch; I also want to see if some of my old friends are around too.' 'Ooooh, sounds like a plan to me?' she giggled. We had a quick breakfast, I opened the car door for her, she got in demurely, and off we went. We had a great day, she hung onto my arm wherever we went, and we laughed and joked, then arrived home late in the afternoon. She had loads of bags, I had bought whatever she wanted, and a few things she denied she wanted, but I knew she did. I spent a load of cash, but I didn't care, I was happy to be with her. And seeing her radiant smile for the first time was worth any expense too. She vital exuberant, happy, girly, and woman, all woman, I knew that. She might have been about half my age, but she had a real woman's head on her young beautiful shoulder's. When we got home, there was a note from Jon, saying he would see me later. I threw it in the bin, grabbed Alli and kissed her as hard as I could, she responded the way I hoped she would. I wanted to fuck her so badly, but as we kissed, my metabolism or something altered, I wanted to make love to her, not just fuck her, she deserved love, and nothing but love. I stooped, picked her up in my arms and walked into my bedroom. We undressed each other in a hurried but loving way, fingers and hands finding things to touch, stroke, lips to kiss and suck, necks to bite. Soon I was over her, my rock hard prick in her hand, and she was pointing it at her pussy, one I wanted to taste too. I pushed forward, and in it went, Alli let go, and grabbed at my shoulders as it went in. I bottomed out, and then the strangest feeling swept over me, I knew somehow, that this was a woman that I could love, it felt so odd, I stopped still for a moment. Alli Alli asked me what was wrong. I just replied, 'nothing Alli, nothing is wrong, in fact, I think everything is just right!' I pulled my prick out and hammered it into her with a bang that took the breath right out of her. 'Ooooh!' she whimpered 'Oh Dad, Ooooh, oh yes, that feels so good, harder daddy, harder daddy, please?' I willingly obliged, I hammered her as hard as I could for as long as I could, then that familiar feeling in my balls crept up my body. 'Alli, I'm going to cum baby, I'm going to cum!' 'I've cum lots of time already daddy, give it to me, cum daddy, cum, cum for me, only me!' I did, I blasted my hot seed all the way into her, we both collapsed, in a loving kissing embrace. Then guilt took over again, I sighed, and started to get up, she stopped me, saying. 'What are you doing? Where are you going?' 'Alli,' I told her, 'this is wrong, you're my son's wife, the fact that I don't even know him, doesn't make any difference. I'm sorry; I, we shouldn't have done this, even though you are a wondrous loving woman. And I could be very happy with you!' 'Daddy, please don't leave me, not just yet, I know we are bad, but this is so nice, I want a little more, please, just for a little while, please?' I relented immediately, how could I say no to this absolutely fantastic woman, there was something about her, that was drawing me in. I got back into bed with her, I felt so good, I held her tight, I don't know if I took control, or she did. All I knew was, I was in a place I loved. I had never really loved a woman, since my first wife, and yet I was feeling all silly and boyish with this girl, who was young enough to be my daughter! We made love again, this time it was so sensuous, so titanic, it was an experience I had never experienced. I had had so many women over the years, I had loved them in all sorts of ways, but what was grinding its way through me was something I wasn't sure of, or even knew of. 'Alli,' I said later, 'I don't know what this is, but it feels so right, but it's also so wrong, I have to go, I'm sorry.' She cried in my arms. I felt such a twat! I had given her a silent promise, one that I couldn't keep. And I had taken her love, and was now throwing it back in her face. She didn't try to stop me; I packed my things and walked out of the house. I never said anything, I just went. I cursed myself, berated myself; I was a cunt for doing what I had done. I had fucked my son's wife, and I had loved it. I knew that I could fall in love with her so easily, if I already hadn't. I drove home with nothing but sorrow in my heart, wishing I could have somehow met her myself. But I hadn't, and really, when I thought about it, I never would have either. I got home in the early hours, and the answer machine was blinking. It was her, I could tell that her voice was cracking. She wished me luck, thanked me for the day we had spent together. For the love we had shared, she thanked the lord for sending me to her, just for the short time, I had been there. Those made me feel even worse, what had I done to that poor girl, could I do anything for her? I knew there wasn't, nothing. I got pissed that night, or morning, for the first time in many years. I woke up on the sofa, and an empty bottle on the floor. Now I felt terrible in 2 ways, one for Alli, and the other was a hangover. I had a miserable day, and the next day wasn't any better. I was in bed early that night, it was a Monday. I was woken by my doorbell ringing, I looked at the clock, it was 11:25pm. I staggered to the door, prepared to give fucking hell to whoever it was, for waking me. If I hadn't been holding the edge of the door, I would have sagged. It was Alli! 'Hello,' she said meekly. 'Alli,' I gasped, 'what are you doing here?' 'Well, there is a saying,' she said quietly, 'you may have heard it, it's, if the mountain won't go to Mohammed, then Mohammed must go to the mountain?' I gaped at her, wondering what she was saying. 'So,' she said, 'here I am, Mohammed has come to the mountain?' 'Are you going to let me in or not then?' she said, as she brushed past me. She dropped the bag she was carrying, grabbed me around the waist, kicked the door shut, and said, 'If you don't kiss me in one second Frank Knight, I'm off!' I kissed her, I have never felt a kiss that way before, was I in love? Me? Nah! I told myself, so, Frankie boy, why are you feeling so stupid, giddy even? 'Mmmm,' she whispered, 'not bad for a guy of your age?' her lilting laughter filled the house. 'Come on, take me to bed, I'm so tired, I could sleep for a week.' 'I haven't slept a wink since you left on Saturday.' She told me. She never even picked up her bag, she said, 'which way?' I pointed to the master bedroom, and off she went, me trailing behind her. I just watched as stunned as a person can do, she undressed, and climbed in, 'Come on you!' she laughed. I got in beside her; she got into my arms, and said. 'I'll expect a nice breakfast in the morning, come on now daddy, and sleep with your baby girl okay?' I couldn't speak; I just looked at her as she fell asleep in my arms. I lay awake for god knows how long, but eventually went over, her soft slumbering kept me awake for a while. And my prick kept me awake too; it didn't go down for fucking ages. I was on my back, my arm around her, she was nestled right into me, head on my shoulder, her arm around my waist, her super leg wrapped over mine. I woke to the sunshine coming through the window, I looked to my side, she wasn't there, I had fucking dreamt it! The disappointment I felt was palpable. But my prick felt hot, it was burning, as I looked down over the top over the covers, and put my hand down to feel it. I saw movement underneath, and at the same time, my hand went into soft hair! Lifting the covers, I saw blonde hair, I was ecstatic, she really was here, and she was sucking me off like a loony! She lifted her mouth off me, and said over her smooth shoulder. 'Hah, good morning sleepy head, are you awake properly now?' 'Oh Alli, you bet I am, and thank god I'm not dreaming.' My daughter was giving me her first blowjob, and it was fantastic. She dropped her mouth back on my prick, and went at her task like someone demented! Her head was bobbing up and down like a cork on storm tossed waves. Her hand and fingers were busying themselves on my tight, tight balls. I knew I wouldn't be long before I passed the winning post, and deposited her winnings, into her hot throat. 'Alli, I'm cumming honey!' I yelled. She 'Mmmm'd' around my swollen bell end. I jumped and jerked as my spunk shot out and into her waiting mouth. I felt her clamp her mouth shut on me, while she glugged and glugged to get it all out and down. After I had ejected all there was, and she had sucked all there was out of me. She rested with her lovely head on my stomach. I just flopped back on the bed. 'What I way to wake up,' I said, and laughed! She came up beside me and regained the position she had gone to sleep in, leg over mine, arm around my waist, soft hair and head on my shoulder. I was kissing the top of her head when she said. 'Remember what I said to you before I dropped off last night?' 'Er, yes, you were tired, you wanted breakfast in the morning, and then you went to sleep?' 'Yes I did, now turn over daddy, away from me, okay?' I did as I was told, the next thing I knew, was feeling her feet in my back, after that, I was flat on the floor, getting up! I said, 'what the hell?' She told me laughingly, 'now off you go Daddy, I want my breakfast, and don't be long!' I went to the bed, but she just got under the covers, she disappeared. I just laughed and said, 'okay, my mistress.' I grabbed my robe and made my way to the door. A muffled voice came from her, I said. 'What?' Her head popped up, and she said over her shoulder, 'and don't wear anything while we're in the house, I want you naked at all time's, so I can get at you whenever I want, okay?' I was laughingly shaken! I tossed my robe and PJ bottoms to the floor, but put on a pair of shorts though. I went down stairs and made the required breakfast. Sausage's, eggs, bacon, tomatoes, mushrooms, toast, a pot of tea, and coffee, I had no idea what she liked. I put it on one of those trays that have legs, and went back up. I shouted at her that I was back, she sat up, and her breasts came into view, I got half a hard on! 'Down boy,' she growled, I laughed again, she was just funny, she seemed to know me inside out already, but I didn't know her, did I? We ate it in seconds, both famished, when she put her tray on the floor, she said to me, 'that's the first food and sleep I've had since Saturday daddy.' 'I'll take care of you Alli, that's a promise.' 'Yes daddy, you will, but do you know why?' she said. Not sure what to say, I said, 'er no, I don't?' 'Because you have been got Frank Knight, hook line and sinker, you've had it, I have you, and you aren't getting away.' 'You've gone daddy, that's it!' I suddenly realised what she was saying. All these years I had studiously avoided this very situation. And now here I was, being told by this beautiful slip of a girl, that I was hers, belonged to her, sort of thing? I looked at her, I was stumped, and words wouldn't come. And on top of that, I half believed she was right. Everything thing she had done since we met, had been the most natural thing in the world. When I thought back, we had fitted like fingers of opposite gloves. I couldn't find fault with a word she had said! 'Close your mouth daddy or I'll have to throw a fish at you,' she giggled. She was right, I was laying there totally bemused. Then she usurped me again, by saying. 'Come on then, lets get dressed, we have to go out and do some shopping, I don't have any clothes. So you need to buy me a dress or two, and maybe one or two other little items too,' she whispered, and looked at me coyly, through long blonde lashes? 'Can we talk for a moment first Alli. I don't know anything about you yet, and you have taken my life over already?' 'How old are you for starters?' I asked. 'I was 25 last month.' 'But Jon is only 20?' 'Yes, I enrolled into college late?' 'Would you be able to reconcile the age difference between us?' I said. 'Of course silly, I already have you where I want you, don't I?' She grabbed my swelling prick, and challenged me to say no! She climbed on top of me, and said the words that killed it for me. 'When I met Jon, I knew him somehow; there was something in him, which I knew I wanted forever. That's why I married him. But when we got married, him leaving his mother, he wasn't able to deal with it; she has run his life since he was a baby.' 'And she comes around and tells him what to do, orders him about, she criticises me and all the rest of it.' 'He can't function without her, it's just impossible.' 'And it wasn't until you came to see him that I knew it wasn't him I had met months before, it was you!' 'I had seen you in him, all the traits he had, had come from you, so now here I am, with the right man, you, not the wrong one!' 'Now tell me if I'm wrong, interrupt me if you wish okay?' 'I have you, I have this house, I don't want the Jag, it's too big, so I'll drive the mini in the drive, yes?' 'All I want now are some clothes, and I need to get a job too!' 'A job?' I asked, 'you don't need to work Alli, I have enough for us both?' I was accepting everything she was telling me. She was taking my life over and I was loving it! 'I know you can look after me,' she said. 'And I will look after you too, and I will never ever say no to you, I will be ready for you any day, any time?' 'You can pay for holidays, the rest of it etc, but I like to go Dutch when we go out to eat, and especially, when we have a dirty weekend away!' she laughed to me. She leaned forwards to me and kissed me so wonderfully, I knew I was in trouble, I knew somehow my life was going to change for sure. I was dying to make love to her again, but she jumped up, and said, 'come on daddy, we have to shop.' She was dressed in seconds, in jeans, a top, a leather jacket, and sneakers in moments. God she looked fabulous. I followed her out of the house, and into town. 'Go in there,' she said, pointing at a grocers, 'and buy fruit, okay? I like fruit.' I did as I was told, when I came out, I couldn't see her, suddenly I was worried. Stupid I know, but I was. Then she appeared out of a do it yourself shop, with a bag in her hand. 'What's in there?' I asked. 'Something for you daddy.' she replied. 'What?' I asked. 'Later daddy, later okay?' Her eyebrow rose to me. We went all over, it took about 5 hours, normally, if I'm in a shop more than 5 minutes, I've had enough, but I was following her around like the faithful lap dog I now was! I loved every second of being with her, watching her movements, her lithe body gliding around. Once or twice she covertly stroked my dick, which jumped to attention every time. I was going under, my beautiful daughter had got me, she had said it, and I was believing she was right. I couldn't remember feeling like this for so many years. She looked at me, with a so knowing look; she knew I needed shagging now. 'Come on Daddy,' she told me, 'lets get you home, so I can take care of you, I know you need to fuck me senseless, I can see it in your eyes.' 'And I want you to fuck me so bad now!' She uttered. I raced home like Louis Hamilton. As soon as we were through the door, we were at each other, we hardly made it upstairs. We tore at each others clothes to get them off, and then I was on her, and in her. I fucked like tomorrow would never come. I had so much pent up passion in me, all evoked by her. Never had I wanted to fuck and make love like this, and Alli was the same. She ripped at me with her nails, her feet, arms, everything she had. Alli humped back at me as hard as I humped down on her, then I was on my back, she was on top. And then we were face to face on our sides. It was incredible animal fucking, but it was laced with the love I was beginning to feel for her. We were both bathed in sweat; we were slipping off each other. Then my balls tightened, I was on my way, I blabbered that I was going to come. 'Come on then,' she told me, 'cos I've been a dozen times already!' My body went as stiff as my prick when I came; it was almost painful when I shot my load deep into her. I gripped hold of her so tight, she yelped. 'Ooooh Daddy, you have nearly turned your self inside out, cumming that hard!' she squeezed. 'You must really love me, to cum like that, oh daddy, I love you too, I really do!' Her words were guttural, and mine were as hoarse as they could be. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, she was telling me she loved me, and that I loved her. Apart from the fact that my brain had just been fried by the fucking we had just had, she addled it even more, by saying that. I had to think now; this had already going as far as I had been in the last 20 years. I never wanted to be attached to anyone; I had become successful on my own. I was wealthy enough on my own, I didn't need complications. 'Alli, we need to talk honey, seriously!' I told her, as I rolled my battered body off her gorgeous one. I looked at her; her eyes were locked on mine. How was I going to get out of this I thought? Did I even want to? The answer was, I wasn't, I didn't know it just then, but she was right. I was to find that out. She insisted we get out of bed if we were going to talk, or as she put it, our future. We went downstairs, made a meal, and sat at the table. 'Okay daddy, what's on your mind then?' she said. 'Us Alli, I don't know what's happening here?' 'What do you mean?' she said. 'Are you trying to tell me, that if I left here right now, you wouldn't stop me?' 'No, I'm not saying that, but I have been single for about 20 years, I'm a bachelor?' 'I don't think I'm ready for this kind of change Alli?' 'Bullshit, if you think that daddy, then you are deluding yourself, want to know why?' 'Yes, I think I would, yes?' 'It's because, I have known you all my life. And you have known me all your life, we've just never met, that's all!' 'What are you saying Alli, that we were destined to meet?' I asked. 'Yep, that's about it.' She continued, 'you see, I met Jon, and I thought he was you, then I knew he wasn't who I thought he was.' 'Then I met you, and bingo, that was it. I knew you right from the off!' 'And now big fella, here I am, there are you, so you tell me right now, what you are gonna do about it?' she said. Stumped, that's what I was, completely stumped. I had a feeling she was right, she had brought a light into my life that I didn't know wasn't there. I smiled at her. 'You got it all worked out haven't you, bighead?' I said. 'Well someone has to look out for you, you need me Frank Knight, you just haven't realised it yet that's all!' 'And, on top of that,' she said, 'you love me already, but you being a man, don't know it either!' She laughed at me and my open mouth again, she poked a finger into it, I tried to bite it but I missed. 'I'll tell you what daddy, you sit there and think about it, and when you have, come on upstairs, I have something for you, okay?' She went to the kitchen drawers, found a pair of pinking shears, looked at me, winked a beautiful blue eye, and left. I sat there, unable to gather my thoughts, what was she doing to me; I had never in my life been bested like this. She had turned my life upside down. The feeling that went through me when she had knocked on my door on the Monday night was a feeling I knew, I would never forget. It was the way she was with me, the things she did, the way she did things, the way she walked, talked. But most of all, the way she was giving me her love, it was all natural from her, nothing was forced or untrue. I had met her on the Friday, she had jacked me off during the night, we had made love on the Sat afternoon, I had left, and I remember the desolate feeling I had had. She turned up on Monday night, and she really had lifted me from somewhere I didn't know I had been, but I was a bit fearful of it all. But I knew this, I wanted to be with her, make love to her, fuck her, and sort of break her. But also, at the back of my mind, was her doing just that to me. I found it exciting; my prick lurched in appreciation of her, and the desire that was coursing through me right now. I made my way upstairs, she was fiddling about with something, but I couldn't se what. Alli came to me, wrapped her arms around my neck, and kissed me in only the way she can, does, do, and did! She was wearing one of my long sleeved shirts, stockings and suspenders, and oh boy, did she look good. 'You like?' she twirled at me. 'Yes Alli, I like,' I responded. 'Good,' she said, 'now get on the bed daddy.' 'Why do you keep calling me daddy?' I asked. 'Because you are my daddy, aren't you? I'm married to your son; (for now) you know I am your sexy daughter, so therefore you are my daddy, yes?' 'Yes Alli,' I conceded, 'you are my beautiful, sexy daughter, so now what?' 'What, is is, you lie down for me okay?' she ordered. I wasn't used to being ordered about, but it was one other thing about her that got to me too. She climbed on top of me, and began massaging my chest, my upper arms, my stomach, my face, and my head. She reached behind her for my prick, I reached up for her, she shook her head no, and pushed my arms above my head. Alli 'Stay there, like that,' it was another order, I obeyed. I closed my eyes, and wallowed and thrilled in what she was doing, it was so relaxing. I didn't see nor realise that she slipped a rope over my wrists. It wasn't until she was doing the same to my ankles that I understood what was happening. So that's what she had bought in that shop, that she wouldn't show to me! She got off me, and stood at the side of the bed, and looked at me so alluringly. I jumped up, or tried to, but I was spread eagled, and tied down, helpless. 'What's going on here Alli?' I growled, I wasn't very happy at this turn of events, but looking down, my prick did. It was stood at full attention, waving about like a palm tree in a sea breeze. She slipped off my shirt, stood before me in all her wonderful glory. She got back on top of me; I loved her in that one movement. Her soft warm smooth body glided over me, it was heaven. 'Now daddy, I have to teach you, that you can't live without me, now, or ever, okay, understand?' 'I'm beginning to Alli, I am.' I told her. I was driving myself onwards with the need for her, I wanted her to fuck me, do what ever she wanted to do. I would go all the way, no matter what it was she wanted, or did. She turned around and sucked me off, squeezed and rolled my balls in her soft hand. Kissed her way up my body, dragged her sharp nails around me, making me squirm at her touch. She came up to me, her mouth caught mine. Her hand caught my prick. I honestly cannot remember ever feeling quite like this. I wanted, and need her so bad right now; I would have murdered someone for her. She looked at me for a long long moment. 'Now is the time daddy, now.' What was she meaning? She reached for a bottle of baby oil, which was on the side. She lathered my prick with it, rubbed it all around, she wanked me, and tickled me. She even pushed a slick finger up my arse, I wriggled at that, but loved it too, I loved everything she was doing. And I was feeling desperate that she might stop, just to tease me. She climbed back on top, facing me. Reached underneath, and took my swollen prick in her oily hand again. Then without any preamble, she sat down on me, I went all the way in, solid, fully in, one hit. Alli squealed, moaned, 'Oh god, oh god, oh Jesus Christ!' She fell forward onto my chest and grabbed at me, I felt her nails dig into my sides. Her legs slid down my sides. She was moaning and moaning. She bit my chest painfully; I couldn't understand what was wrong? Then she settled a little. Got back to her knees, and started moving about on me, this was better! Still moaning, 'oh, oh, oh, oh fucking hell, is this what it's like daddy?' Not wanting to admit I didn't know what she was talking about, I kept quiet. She lifted her self from me, I looked down, I could see her pussy, I wasn't in there, I was up her arse! She looked at me wistfully, a beautiful look, a tender smile, she stroked my face. 'I love you daddy, you have all of me now,' she moaned softly. Then she started humping herself easily on me, building slowly into a real fucking, she was fucking me, not the other way round. I could do nothing but lie back, and let her do this her way, and eventually she did! My balls tightened, my body went stiff again! I hollered I was going to cum. 'Me too daddy, me too, I'm cumming too!' We came together, hard, very hard. It was fantastic, Alli drained me completely. Then I heard a voice say. 'Alli, you are right baby, so right, I do love you, and I never want to be without you, ever again?' She kissed me, 'I know daddy, I know, you just needed to be taught that you did, okay?' as she kissed me so sweetly. 'Please forgive me babe, I am a man after all, we don't know too much about these things do we?' I laughed. 'No you don't, but don't you worry, I've got you now, there's no way out for you, now or in the future, got that?' She told me. 'Yes Alli, I think so babe.' I admitted. She pulled her self up and off me, she groaned in some pain. 'Well daddy, that was a first for me, you got my virgin bum, you naughty daddy!' I had guessed that, but said, 'Oh Alli, you are wonderful, what a thing for a woman to do for her man.' I told her. 'Just you keep reminding yourself of that?' she giggled. 'Oh and by the way, I haven't taken my pill since Saturday, so by my reckoning, in about 2 months, we might be making an announcement!' 'Alli!' I shouted. 'Yes daddy?' She said. 'Is there something you wish to argue with me about?' she looked sternly into my eyes. I knew now the world I was in, in that moment. 'No Alli, there's not a thing, I want to say,' I said, but after much thought. I was where I wanted to be. At 42 now, I am the proud daddy of a baby boy, and Alli is carrying again. I am under lock and key, and I couldn't be happier, I love it, and her.