Daddy's Discovery

[Horati0Baccus]

I was in the back yard in my hammock drinking a beer just enjoying a personal day. I had not told the family or anyone else I was home today which is likely why I discovered my stepdaughter's secret. I watched through the window in amazement as she opened her uniform top and hiked up her skirt before laying down flat on the marble countertop of our kitchen island her hips twitching over a corner her legs spread to either side. I walked toward the kitchen barely remembering getting free of the hammock. This scene was familiar and I had to wonder if it had been in a dream. I felt like I was in a dream, and if this was one wouldn't be the first time Coral's daughter had found herself there since she started to leave behind childhood. Closer to the window I could read her lips 'Oh Daddy' since her real father was long since vanished I was the only person that could be. I slipped in the sunroom door and crept closer to the self debasing teen and as I heard her voice, amid the sweet wet sounds of her grinding, I knew I had been wrong and why it was familiar. "Ow, Daddy," the sweet angel moaned. Three weeks prior she and I had been alone in the kitchen her in her bikini (she had been tanning on the porch) and we had argued fiercely and she had really made me because I threw her on the countertop like a ragdoll and beat her nearly bare ass until my hand hurt. When I was done all she could do was lie there and sob those words 'ow daddy.' Of course seeing her now made me doubt the sobbing despite the tears on her face. Her shuddering gasping cries were the same now as they had been that day.

"Ow Daddy."

"Yes babygirl?"