He was riddled with guilt, as he watched his pregnant 18 year old daughter waddle across the room. She was four months along, and her mother, his wife, was screaming at her, demanding to know who the father of her baby was. She was mad as hell too. Beckyann did not know who the father was of her baby.
Beckyann was a beautiful child growing up. Loving, free spirited, and adventurous. For her 18th birthday they had allowed her to go with her friends to a party. That was what started it all.
He was jolted back when he heard a slap, and screaming. He was on his feet quickly and he stepped between his wife, Ellen, and Beckyann.
"Enough!! No more Ellen. She told you she did not know, and I have told you that she was drunk that night she came home from the party. And besides it's none of our business anyway." he told her, demanding she pull herself together.
Her angry eyes bore into her husband of 20 years, she was pissed and felt alone, a shame of what her daughter did. He could see her flushed face, and she was still huffing steam.
"She's nothing but a whore now, and I want her gone from my house by the time I come back down." she said, turned and left.
He was shocked, and that was the last straw. He would not take it anymore. He told Beckyann to go rest in the guest room, and he went up the stairs to their bedroom. He opened the door and slammed it closed.
"This is OUR house, not just yours, mine, yours, and our daughter's. She will not leave unless she wants too. And if you ever, ever hit her again. This marriage will be over, and you will get nothing. Is that clear Ellen." he said.
She was afraid she had pushed to far. She had never seen him like this ever. All she could do was nod that she understood what he had said. She was still mad, but soon as her hand hit Beckyann, she knew she had gone to far.
"I'm sorry." she said.
"Not me, tell it to Beckyann, she needs to hear it from you." he told her.
He went down to his study, closed the door and sat down. Taking a deep breath, and slowly letting it out. He thought back to that night. Ellen had gone out of town, and so he was the only one home. He watched as his daughter in her short mini skirt walk down the stairs as she left for the party. There must have been drinking at this party, cause when Beckyann came home around midnight she was drunk.
He had fallen asleep on the couch, while watching one of his movies. Thinking he heard someone in the room with him he opened his eyes, and saw Beckyann swaying, half dressed, and watching the young girl on her hands and knees sucking the old mans cock. He watched as she took off her blouse.
Closing his eyes again, trying to think how he was going to get out of this. Suddenly he felt a warm soft hand caressing over the front of his boxers. His cock jerked, and started getting harder. In the background he heard the TV being turned up.