She had been quiet for far too long. I was torn between enjoying the peace and quiet and wanting to know what the hell she was up to.
Tara is the bane of my life, a typical temperamental teenager with the hormones flying everywhere, one day the perfect kid and the next a bitch from hell. When I had married her mother, I loved my readymade family, the two girls, Tara and Susie, were adorable and Nathan was a good kid. But right now, this week, I would do anything to be a bachelor again. Their mother was off on a residential course and I coping alone. To call it coping might not be accurate, but I was doing my best.
The argument had started over dinner, Tara wanted to go to a party with friends and I had said no. The tantrums had erupted, she screamed at me that I was not her father and had no right to tell her what to do. Then she had stalked out of the room, slamming the door, of course and had stomped her way to her bedroom. I could picture her lying on her bed, the ear phones jammed into her ears with the music too loud.
"Don't worry Tom, she will calm down." Susie as always had tried to play the peacemaker. She was so much calmer than Tara, studied hard and got better grades than her year older sister. She was growing into a beautiful young woman, very like her mother. After dinner, she had taken herself off to her room to study. Nathan was on a sleep over with a friend so I was alone in the living room wondering whether to start round 2 with Tara. It really was too quiet.
I knocked on her bedroom door. "Tara?" No answer, well she wouldn't hear me over the stuff she calls music. I knocked again and then turned the door handle and called her name.
The lights were off but I could see her in bed. I was about to close the door when I realised it was only 9pm, there is no way Tara would have gone to bed before 9. She would be on her lap top moaning to all her friends about how horrible her life was. I have always been strict with the kids and make no apologies for it. I would not have spoiled brats in my house.
I turned on the light and approached the bed. Sure enough it was just pillows stuffed under the duvet. She had obviously sneaked out when Susie and I had been doing the dishes.
"I am going to kill her when I get my hands on her". I was muttering to myself as I went down the hall to Susie's room. I knocked and entered, Susie was sitting on her bed surrounded by her books.
"She's gone again. Any idea where the party is?"
The last time Tara had snuck out, Susie had been able to give us the address of the party and her mother had gone to fetch her.
"No, she doesn't tell me anything. She'll be back, she knows you are going to check on her, she'll be back soon."
"You are probably right. But she is just a kid."
"Tom, she is 18."
I laughed at Susie, she sounded so like her mother. "Only just baby, but she will always be a little girl to me. "
"Maybe that is the problem."
I went back downstairs, to wait. There was no point in calling Marion and have her worry, I would just have to sit and wait.
I woke with a start, I had fallen asleep in the chair but something had woken me. I listened to the noises of the house, and heard it a moment later, a noise in Tara's room. I took the stairs two at a time and flung open the door and then came to a screeching stop.
Tara was lying naked on the bed holding the head of young man to her pussy, her back was arched as she moaned loudly.
"Yeah, harder, harder"
One of her hands began to play with her tits, pulling on her nipples and rolling them between her fingers. My cock twitched in my shorts, her body was gorgeous when it was not hidden under all the baggy t-shirts. Those tits were magnificent. As soon as I had the thought, I snapped out of it.
I grabbed the guy by the scruff of the neck and dragged him out of the room, down the stairs and threw him out the door. As he scrambled to his feet, I saw his face, he was a lot older than I thought, not some young horny buck. What the hell was Tara doing with him?
By the time I got back to Tara's room she had locked the door.
"Open this now"
"Go away, you've ruined my life."
Susie was peering around her door wiping her sleepy eyes. "Is everything ok? I heard noises"
"Go back to bed baby, everything is fine." I tried to keep the anger out of my voice, I did not want to scare Susie. When she had closed her door, I turned back to the locked door.
"Tara, open this door now." I said it with contained fury and the message must have got through as I heard the lock turn and the door swung open. She stood there naked and glaring at me.
"Yes?"
She said it with all the venom of a teenager but it was the body of a woman I was looking at. Despite the anger I could not help noticing how her crossed arms made her tits look even better and that her pussy was shaved.
"Go to bed Tara, we will talk in the morning. I am too angry to talk to you right now."
I pulled the door closed and walked away with the picture of her gorgeous body burnt into my brain.
I lay awake for hours, how could I even have noticed her body, she was a kid. Some part of my brain answered that she was definitely not a kid. Fuck those tits were gorgeous. I am definitely a tits man it was one of the things that had first attracted me to Marion. I began to jerk off imagining those tits. I imagined laying my cock down between them, fucking them and covering Tara's face with cum. Her mouth open waiting for it, swallowing my load.
Only Susie was at the breakfast table.
"Baby, I talked to your Aunt Pauline earlier, you and Nathan are going to spend the day with her. OK?"
"Sure Tom, is everything ok?"
"I just need to talk to Tara about what she did last night."
"Oh you mean about sneaking out."
