"It's not your fault love," dad replied with a tiny smile, "and don't ever think it is. If anyone is at fault its me for not putting my foot down with...your mother long ago." But didn't her trips show up on the bank statements?" I mused aloud."Your mother has her own separate account and I assume she uses that to pay for her pleasure trips." dad sighed, "Either that or her lover pays for them. Damn the bitch anyway!"I was a little surprised by my father's sudden outburst, but held my tongue for. "Would you? That'd be great." I grabbed the box for her, and hoisted it up to the counter. We each paid for our purchases, and I hoisted the new garbage disposal out to her car. It was decided that I'd leave my car there, and ride to her house; she'd bring me back to my car later.It was about a twenty-minute drive to her house. The entire drive, I kept trying to sneak glances at her thick waist, and ample bosom. I had never been very particular. I love my redheads, but that's never been a. He tore my tank top off along with my bra. He pinched my nipples and said "That day you didn't wear a bra, I fantasized about you all night". He licked my nipples and massaged my tits. He pulled off my skirt, breaking the button in the process. He continued playing with my tits and I could feel his hard dick pressing against my pussy through his pants. I reached down and started to unbuckle his belt. He grabbed my wrists and pushed them above my head. "You've had your chance to tease me, now. ” He said sadistically as I felt more strokes of the belt. He stopped for a moment and circled the bed where I lay helplessly at his mercy. He was like a shark watching over his prey and I clearly knew what my role was. He folded the belt again and I braced myself. “Whack!” “I’m sorry, a million times. I’m sorry.” I whimpered. “You enjoyed watching me suck that cock? Tell the truth!” “Yes, sir, I did and I’m sorry.” I said. “Well, now it’s time for ME to enjoy something.” He took me by the hair.