The Daughter in Law (11 page)

Now her body
has mesmerized me again. That little bump where my kid sleeps is the sexiest
fucking thing I’ve ever seen. It’s funny, but now that I have to be extra
careful with her I want to pound her harder and harder. It does add an extra
kick having to hold my dick in check. She claims it’s perfectly safe but I
won’t harm her or the baby.

We started off
slow, she’d beaten me to the shower and was soaping up her legs, with her hair
pinned on top of her head and her full tits swinging with her every movement of
the washcloth that she used. I dropped trou and stepped in behind her and that
ass was all I saw. Vanessa is a bit of an anal freak, though when I first
talked her into letting me ass fuck her she was a bit gun shy. Swore up and
down it was not something she could ever get into. Yeah, okay. Now at least
three times a week if not more it’s ‘
Dami
please,
fuck my ass’. She doesn’t have to beg too hard. But right now I have no
interest in her ass, I’m more in the mood for the pink gash between her thighs
that’s peeping out at me from behind. She has these fat pussy lips that hide
her clit and hole from sight. It’s always fun going on that treasure hunt.

“Stay bent over like that baby.”

I used my fingers to wash away
any soap that might still be there, and then used those same digits to explore
her inside. She was already pushing back against my hand and I hadn’t even
gotten started yet. I softened her up a bit before getting on my knees behind
her and licking into her deep.

“Umm,
Dami
,
that feels so good.” I bet it did. She loves to have her pussy eaten for hours;
of course we don’t have that kind of time now not if we’re going out to eat,
but I can give her a preview of what’s to come later.

I spread her open with my
thumbs and ate her until she came in my mouth. Then getting to my feet I eased
into her nice and slow.

My intentions
were good, I was going to fuck her nice and slow to relax us both before our
evening out. She on the other hand, had other ideas. Using her fingers between
her thighs, she caressed my cock each time it slid out of her heat then she’d
push one or two of them inside with my cock. That meant she was hungry, and
when she gets like that there’s only one way to satisfy her.

“Okay, okay
hang
on.” I made sure she was safe enough, with her hands flat against the wall and
her feet planted far enough apart for balance, before pile driving into her
pussy. I still wasn’t going as hard as I would like, but at least it would feed
her need. My hand reached around for the little mound of her tummy and that’s
all it took to set me off, the feel of my kid inside her. “Cum baby.”

“Almost, right there right
there.”

I pressed down on her clit and
rotated with the fingers of my one hand while holding my child with the other.
She moved her ass back and forth on my cock like she was trying to break it off
and when she screamed I grunted and off loaded inside her. She dropped to her
knees as soon as I could see again and cleaned me up with her mouth and tongue.

“Thanks baby.” She had that glow going which is all I was
after.

As I pulled
out of the driveway an hour later I thought I saw a familiar car pulling ahead
and zooming off down the street, but then I thought, ‘no way, you’re imagining
things’. At this time of night that’s just nuts, but I knew better. I was
hoping Vanessa hadn’t seen what I saw and was satisfied that she hadn’t since
she was busy rummaging through my glove compartment for who knows what.

“What’re you looking for buddy?”

“Oh just evidence.”

“Evidence of what?”

“I don’t know yet, but this is your truck, I’m hardly ever
in it because you like the convertible and I’m thinking you might say to
yourself, ‘hey the little woman isn’t in the truck that often, this would be a
good place to hide those panties my new little girlfriend gave me as a keepsake
the last time I
boffed
her.”

“You have a sick twisted mind you know that?”

“Hey it makes the day go by
faster.”

I grinned and took her hand in mine
as I drove. Tonight would be the first in a long time that we’d gone out like
this. One, because we genuinely preferred to be at home alone together, and
two, because I wasn’t ready to run into any of my relatives just yet.

We got to the restaurant and were seated. Vanessa had picked
the place because she liked the ambience she said, and the food wasn’t too bad
either. It was an upscale Italian eatery and she claimed she had the need for
grease since I’ve curtailed her meals to include only sawdust. Her words not
mine. “You okay baby, you want me to ask them to turn the heat up a little?”

“Damien seriously, the rest of the world does not revolve
around me and pin. Leave those people alone.”

“If you’re sure.”

I perused the menu to see if there
was anything remotely healthy that she could have that wouldn’t give her
heartburn. She was always bitching about wanting to eat shit,
then
we’d be up all night with her shit.

We ordered a porterhouse for me
and she got the rosemary chicken dry. There was a little tussle over that one
but I put my foot down. The woman is a menace.

“Well hi kids, fancy seeing you two
here.”

You have got to be kidding me.

“Damien I’m sorry I didn’t answer your call today, I was
otherwise occupied so it’s good that I ran into you now.”

I took Vanessa’s hand under the table and squeezed. In that
one touch I was trying to convey a world of things and hoped she got it.

“Hi mom, dad, why don’t you
sit?”

She gave my
wife a smirk as she took her seat and it made my gorge rise. I kissed Vanessa’s
cheek because she had turned into a block of ice next to me. “I had thought to
do this in a more private setting but as usual mom you pushed the envelope.
First, if someone called you today it wasn’t me. I was too busy painting my
kid’s room so I wouldn’t have had the time.” I turned to look at my dad, a man
I’d had respect for my whole life and had stressed over what my actions would
do to him at this stage in his life.

“Dad, when I
first started this it was all about mom, but now I see that you’re as much to
blame. You had every opportunity to step in and put a stop to this, but for
whatever reason you didn’t.” I held my hand up as he made as if to interject.
“Let me finish. I don’t know how long she’s had your balls in her purse, but
obviously it’s given the women in our family the impression that she rules supreme,
since you as the head of the family just sat back and let her run buck wild. I
guess that’s why my own wife thought I too was a weak livered ass, because she
saw it in you. In about thirty years or so when my kid comes to me with his
choice of a wife, I hope to fuck that I’m nothing like either of you. Sit down
mom I’m not done, and you might want to hear all that I have to say. You have
three days to get out of my house. You won’t take anything but your clothes
because everything else that’s in there belongs to me.”

“What? Damien are you insane,
that’s my home, my father…”

“Left everything he had to me,
you ever wondered why he did that? Obviously he knew something about his own
daughter that the rest of us couldn’t see. And before you tell me about your
rights as squatters or whatever else you may have up your sleeve, your criminal
activity put paid to that.

Yes mom, I
know about the guy you hired to run my wife off the road. I know about the fake
profiles you made up to stalk her on the Internet. I intercepted everything you
tried to do to her, and because of that she never had a moment’s worry, because
she never knew. All the time you thought you were harassing her it was me and
the people I hired for just that purpose, who were playing along until this
moment.” She looked like she was about to have one of her famous heart attacks
but I could care less.

This wasn’t a
mother sitting across from me. I don’t know what it was, but there wasn’t one
maternal bone left in this thing if there ever had been. I’d had to do
something no grown son should ever have to. I’d had to replay every moment of
my life with her to see which parts were real and which were for her own
personal benefit.

“You can’t just do something like
this, can he Clarence?” Dad didn’t say anything, just kept staring at me like
he’d never seen me before.

“I’m sorry you got caught in
the middle dad but you’ll survive, you still have the business and although
you’ve let her spend your money as soon as you made it, I looked into your
records and you should be able to keep your head above water, if you put a stop
to her shit. You won’t be able to live in the fashion you’ve been accustomed
to, but at least you won’t be on the street.”

“But I don’t understand, why do you
even want the house? It’s not like you don’t already have a perfectly fine one.
This is all just one big misunderstanding, we’ll just work this out…”

“There’s nothing to work out,
I’ve made up my mind. Your mistake was that you didn’t use your eyes or your
head. You painted me with the same brush as you; thought I couldn’t love. I
love her with everything that’s in me, more than I’ve ever loved anyone or
anything before. As to the house, that’s up to Vanessa, maybe she might want to
move in there to raise our children since it has all that extra space, or she
could use it as a showplace for her talent later on when and if she decides to
go back to work.”

“Oh I could so
revamp that place, it would be kickass.” I knew her over exuberance was hiding
her nervousness. This wasn’t how I wanted this shit to go down, I didn’t want
any of this touching her. I squeezed her hand again and she settled down. I
wasn’t kidding either; the house was hers to do whatever the fuck she wanted.
That was my fuck you to mom, I knew it would burn her ass to have Vanessa
having any control of the place, whether we moved in or she used it for her
designing business.

“This is all your fault, you...” I
was expecting the move and grabbed her arm as she reached out to strike my
wife.

“I’ll break it the fuck off I swear,
and you’ve just knocked one more day off your stay. Two days, I’ll have someone
there to look after my interest and make sure there’s no damage to my property.
And remember, if you take anything of mine I’ll have you brought up on charges.
They’re bringing our food out now, you may leave.” I kept my face stone cold as
I glared at her. Her tears didn’t move me; I was done.

If there’d been any semblance of
compassion left in me for her, it died when I sat and listened to a tape of her
putting a hit out on my wife. Not only that, but she’d wanted her to suffer
knowing that she carried my child, her own grandchild. What she didn’t know was
that her being kicked out of the house was just the first step in my campaign.
I wanted that for Vanessa, the humiliation and desperation. But in a few days I
was taking those tapes to the cops and let the chips fall where they may. I
wasn’t taking any more chances with my wife’s safety and Mabel had proven that
she wouldn’t stop.

There were two very beaten people who stood from that table,
at least dad didn’t look like the wind had been knocked out of his sails, but
mom was a wreck. She didn’t even seem too worried about her image as she walked
out of the place bawling.

“You are so getting you some tonight soldier boy.”

It’s August
and somebody set the temp on the eighth level of hell. Pin, the little shit,
has taken up residence and refused to budge. He or she is a week overdue and
doesn’t seem to be in any hurry to make an appearance. Personally, I think he
or she have been hearing the shit that has been going on
on
the outside and decided they didn’t want any part of this shit. Couldn’t blame
them. Damien had made good on his threat and kicked his family out of the
house, I never expected him to go through with it. I swore he would cave after
the million and one attempts the sea hag made to contact him, but he didn’t. I
guess she knew he meant business when the hospital called and said she was
admitted for observation and was asking for him, and he just hung up on them.
He’d then proceeded to have his Marshall buddies go help out with the move.
That shit was funny as hell.

I had to give
a lot of thought to what I wanted to do with MY new house. In the end we chose
to put our place on the market and move to the ancestral home, since it was so
much bigger, had a big ass lawn and backyard and had better schools in that
zone. Barbara tried to show her ass the day we moved in, but
Dami
seemed to be hip to her cray-cray and had the cops
there in a matter of minutes to remove her from the premises kicking and
screaming.

His mom was
served with a restraining order in the hospital, after Damien took the tapes
into the cops and the DA said there wasn’t anything they could do, because the
threat hadn’t been carried out and she could always claim in a court of law
that she was just playing around or whatever. He did decide after all the other
evidence that Damien had collected, that we had enough for a restraining order.
Now there was a cease and desist against her as well for the phone calls and
emails. She must be out of her mind by now not being able to get to us in any
way. Hubby had cut off every avenue she had. In the end I had to admit that he
was right. I would’ve maybe knocked her on her ass and be done with it, but he
just eliminated her once and for all. The only one I really felt bad for was
Denise, because Damien let it be known that as long as she was still dealing
with the toxic waste, there was no room in our lives for her. When the man said
done he meant done.

The latest
thing he did was to register me at the hospital privately and give strict
orders to the doctor and the staff, that the only ones to get anywhere near
that room is he, mom or dad, who were here for the birth. I didn’t even know
you could do that shit, but the captain had a lot of pull it seemed. I think if
he had his way he would have his mother kicked out of the state, but as it was
she was living on the other side of town. I would’ve liked to be a fly on the
wall when she was explaining to her society maven friends why her circumstances
had changed so drastically. I had no doubt that she’d been telling them for
years that the property was hers. It wasn’t even like she was living in a
hellhole these days. It was a nice middle class area, but knowing her
narcissistic ass, that wouldn’t be good enough.