"What's the matter, Baby? You just kissed Brad goodbye at the VFW Hall. You aren't missing him already are you?"
"Oh Dad, I think Brad is having an affair or something. He seems to have lost all interest in me."
David pulled the truck off the road and into a nearby commuter lot, opened the windows and turned off the engine. He scooted across the front seat and gathered me in his arms. David hoped she couldn't feel his hard cock which had formed just from comforting her. He seemed to have a problem lately that anytime he was around her or thought of her he developed a hard-on and dreamed about ravishing her.
"Okay honey, do you want to tell me what this is all about?" asked David.
"You know we've been trying to get pregnant, but the past couple of months Brad doesn't seem to be interested. I know he's been working a lot, trying to get things finished before his National Guard unit had to leave. But even when he is home, his mind is always somewhere else. They say a woman can always tell. My intuition is telling me that he has a girl friend."
David smiled at the thought of her as a 'woman'. She had just turned 19 two days ago. To his 42 years she seemed like such a baby.
"Dad, do you remember the day Brad brought me home to meet you for the first time?"
"I sure do, Baby. You were just 12 years old and it was your first day at Brad's school. You had been placed to live with your Grandmother Rose after your parents died. You were a skinny little thing with pale blonde hair and the biggest blue eyes I had ever seen. Brad brought you in the back door and announced 'Dad, this is Baby, my new best friend'."
"Brad was a hero to me that day. The kids were all making fun of me about the way I was dressed and they kept pulling on my hair and calling me names. They kept saying I must be a witch cause my hair was almost white. I was crying and Brad jumped in and told them all to leave me alone or he would beat every one of them up, even the girls. I guess they were all scared because Brad was two years older than the rest of us, and he was so big."
"I remember Brad telling me the story later that evening. All I could think about was that you were the prettiest little girl I had ever seen. From that day on you always called me 'Dad'. I was so proud of my son."
"Dad, I know Brad always tells you everything and, if you can tell me what is going on, I would really want to know."
I wonder how much she knows? How much should I tell her? Brad never told me not to mention the things he told me and I know he's filed for a divorce but he surely won't serve the papers until he gets back from his tour of duty!
"Honey, what would you do if Brad was having an affair?"
"Dad, I've thought about this a lot lately. I think Brad proposed to me out of a sense of duty. We had never done more than hug or kiss a little – there wasn't a wild passion like I've heard other married couples talk about. I thought it was because we were friends first. I think I pressured Brad into proposing marriage. If he's found someone to love, I would let him go."
"After Grandma Rose died, you and Brad took me in to live with you. You were more like family to me than anyone else since my mom and dad. Grandma was so old and sickly when I came to live with her, but she did the best she could. Brad and I started talking about my living with you and keeping you company when he left in the fall to finish college. Brad graduated from the Junior College the day after I graduated from High School. So I told him that I didn't want to be a burden to you so I planned on getting a job and finding a room somewhere."
"Baby, you were never a burden to me. Your Grandmother left you some money and with the insurance money your parents left, there was plenty. Besides I have plenty of money for both you and Brad."
"Brad proposed marriage the day after our talk. The past few days I've been thinking about things and I realize he probably proposed because he was trying to take care of me like he had gotten used to doing. I don't think he ever loved me as a woman, just as a friend."
"Why didn't you want to stay at home with me while Brad went to college, Baby?"
David watched her blush and look away from him. God, I want to take her clothes off and make love to her right here and damn the consequences.
"Come on Baby, you never have to be afraid to tell me anything."
"Dad, I'm sorry but I couldn't tell Brad. I was . . . I mean I had started to have feelings.. uh not so fatherly feelings about you."
"Okay Baby, we have got to talk, but I want us to be somewhere a lot more comfortable when we do. I need to make a brief stop and then I'm taking you home."
"Dad, are you mad at me?"
"No, not at all sweetheart, but before this is all figured out you might be very angry with me and Brad"
I sat there wondering if I had imagined that hard bulge in Dad's pants when he pulled me into his arms to comfort me. I thought that lately whenever I was around Dad that I had been seeing that same bulge. I was wondering what Dad could possibly tell me that would make me angry with him.
Dad pulled the truck to a stop in front of the local pharmacy. He said, "I'll be right back, please just sit here and wait for me."
Dad was back in less than five minutes and he had a small white paper bag in his hand. He jumped into the truck and smiled at me. "Don't look so scared Honey, everything is going to be okay."
He left town and headed in the direction of our house. When Brad and I announced our wedding plans, Dad told us he was going to build a house for us on his 120 acre farm. By the time Brad graduated from college, the house was all ready for us to just move into.
The truck turned left into the drive and bumped over the gravel road toward my house, not Dad's. Dad pulled the truck to a rapid stop, which caused some of the gravel to shoot out into the yard. He grabbed the bag, jumped out of the truck and hurried around to the passenger side. He opened the door, pulled me into his arms and carried me into the house.
"Dad, I can walk," I giggled.
He kissed me on the lips, but not like he usually did, and I started getting that wet feeling between my legs. "I know honey, but I'm in a hurry to get things settled between us. I'm going to set you on the couch and get us a cold drink."
"I have a lot to tell you. Brad came to me about seven months back. He told me he met a woman in his unit, she is actually like his boss, and he told me that they had been sleeping together. Her name is Belinda. The fool was so infatuated with her. He told me that she was used to being commanding and masterful and she had told him she wanted to have his baby."
"I'm sorry to be so blunt honey, but we have got to clear things up. He was just heading out for that convention he went to in Chicago and Belinda was upset because he wouldn't let her go. I was so angry with him and I told him so. I was afraid about what this would do to you. He told me that he had arranged for us to meet at the airport lounge before he took off on Friday evening. Remember you couldn't figure out why he didn't want you to see him off?"
"That makes sense to me now."
"Brad told me 'I know you'll learn to love her like I do, Dad.' I was so worried about how he was going to hurt you and I was really angry with him, probably for the first time in his life. I was prepared to hate her!"
"Is she pretty, Dad? What is she like?"
"Honey, she is bossy and arrogant and cusses like crazy. She looks almost anorexic, with long jet black hair and she wears too much make-up."
"Dad, she can't be that bad if Brad loves her."
"Brad told me I wasn't seeing her at her best because she was still mad about not going with him. He told me it was her ovulation time that weekend and it meant she might have to wait another month to get pregnant."
"Now I know why he isn't so eager to get me pregnant," I sobbed.
"Don't cry until you find out what I did."
"After Brad's plane left, I asked her to have a drink with me because I wanted to talk to her. While we were drinking I kind of slipped her a mickey."
"Dad, you didn't! What were you thinking?"
"I had this plan – only now it seems foolish and you cannot ever tell Brad what I did, not now."
"I took her to a motel by the airport. I had this idea that I would keep her drugged and fuck the daylights out of her and get her pregnant. Then I was going to tell Brad that I saw her with someone else while he was out-of-town."
"Well, it seems I did get her pregnant but when Brad came to me all excited to tell me that he was going to be a dad, I just couldn't tell him. Belinda didn't remember the weekend at all and told Brad she must have gotten her dates mixed up."
"Oh Dad, what if Brad finds out?"
"I don't ever intend to tell him or her. She's a dragon, she'd probably kill me!"
I giggled because he looked so serious and he scowled at me. "I'm not angry Dad, it wasn't a very nice thing to do and you should be ashamed but I feel honored that you tried to save me from being hurt."
"Yes Baby, and that's the only thing I can say in my defense. She's pregnant with twins."
