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No more than a week had passed when my wife’s life blew up again. Linda walked in on Valerie while she was riding the husband. Apparently, they had been at it for a long time, almost a year. The husband begged for forgiveness and was eventually taken back.
I wasn’t so forgiving.
When Valerie came to my door, cactus in hand, begging for me to take her back, all she got was divorce papers. I finally had the proof of adultery that I needed to get rid of her without losing my shirt or home in the process.
I was looked upon as something of a hero for taking care of my cheating wife’s pregnant teenage daughter, and I’m sure that was the reason for the speedy divorce proceedings through the local courts. Although most people thought I took my caring responsibilities a bit too far when, only a month after the divorce was finalised, I married Cara.
Without a prenup.
I told anyone who dared to question me about it, that I didn’t want her kid to grow up without a father.
Last I heard of Valerie, she’d moved to Costa del Sol and married a pensioner with a two-bedroom time-share apartment. Good riddance to bad rubbish.
I sold off that piece of land on the north-east corner of the estate, and together with Cara – and a mountain of planning permission paperwork – restored Kilpatrick House back to its former glory. We even received some government grants for restoring the turret tower – the coloured light from the stained glass windows gives the perfect magical setting for reading time in Cara’s playgroup. The kids love it, and they love Cara too – and she them – she was made to work with kids. The selection of rare breed livestock that we keep is another favourite for the kids in her playgroup. The ‘open-day’ family events we host a few times a year are nice extra earners. We’re far from rich, but we’re better off than when I was married to her mother.
My own mother helps out as much as she can. She moved back after I turned one of the outbuildings into a granny flat – she couldn’t stay away from the grandchildren.
Yes, grandchildren. I proceeded to fill Cara up with my cum, enough for her to pop out two more kids. I finally have the family I always dreamt about. My wife is a bit rounder now than when she was nineteen, but not much. Her curves still drive me crazy with lust. And I’ve kept true to the promise I made – Cara has a place where she belongs and a husband that claims her and who’ll never let her go. Feeling secure and loved, her confidence has soared and my chest swells with pride at what a strong and caring woman she’s become.
But no matter how grown up she is, Cara will always be my little girl. I’ll ask her to put her girlie nightie on and go to sleep in her old room. Then I’ll sneak into her bed, gently lift her nightie and spread her legs. I’ll fuck my little girl with slow thrusts, whispering, ‘Daddy needs you,’ until I come deep in her spasming pussy while she pretends to be asleep.
