Chapter 4 - 1984

    Somehow Mary's wedding destroyed what was left of Jack and Chris' marriage.
    Jack was so devastated by Mary's leaving that it made his wife furious.  She had expected him to get over losing his little girl, but he never did.  At the ceremony when Reverend Barnes asked "Who gives this woman to be wed?", Jack's "I do." was so full of sorrow that everyone in church looked at him and Mary with suspicion.
    And for weeks afterward he had moped around the house, refusing to do much of anything.  And especially refusing to fuck his beautiful and horny wife.
    Their sex life hadn't suffered at all during his incestuous affair with Mary.  In part that was because he was afraid that if he neglected Chris she would suspect what happened, and in part because he was so happy that he wanted to make others happy too.  Now he was so depressed he didn't give a damn what Chris might suspect or if she was happy or not.
    They were already talking about divorce when Mary came back home.
    She appeared at their door one Monday morning with her bags and announced that she had left Henry, was demanding an immediate divorce, and that she was pregnant.
    "Mary, you've only been married seven months.  You have to expect some rough spots in a marriage.  Sometimes they can last a long time.  Trust me on this one; I know," Chris said, glaring at Jack.
    "Seven months and I only got pregnant a couple of weeks ago.  I thought it was taking too long, and now I know why," Mary said.  "Mom, what would you do if you came home and found Dad in bed with somebody else?"
    Jack had a panicky moment as he thought Mary was going to spill the beans.
    Chris looked at him angrily, as if that had actually happened.  "I wouldn't like it," she finally said.  "I don't know if I'd leave him, though."
    Mary took a breath, "Suppose it was another man?"
    Chris and Jack both gasped.  "My God, Mary!" Jack blurted, "Do you mean Hank is a fag?"
    "That's not a very nice way to talk about your son-in-law, but yeah, I guess that's what I mean.  I came home from shopping yesterday and found him in bed with one of his football buddies.  We talked it out last night and this morning and I decided to leave him.  As far as anybody outside the family is concerned, we just had differences.  Exactly why I left him is nobody's business but ours."
    Under the circumstances Chris had to accept that her daughter was moving back in with them, at least temporarily.  Jack was delighted of course.  But he felt a little guilty about the kind of marriage he had forced his daughter to seek.
    Once he and Mary were alone Jack sat Mary down so they could talk.
    "I feel just awful about what happened to you, baby.  I mean, that must have been quite a jolt finding your husband like that."
    Mary laughed, "Not that much of a jolt, Daddy.  I knew about Hank before we got married.  It was all part of the plan."
    "Huh?" Jack said, once again stunned by his daughter.
    "It's simple, Daddy.  Hank and I have been friends for a long time and I always knew he liked boys.  Well, earlier this year, about a month before I told you I was getting married, he told me his dad was getting suspicious.  I told Hank that I would marry him and have his baby so his dad would relax and I could have the baby I've always wanted.  We agreed before hand that once I was knocked up we would split up and I would raise the baby."
    "Well," sputtered Jack, "is it Hank's baby?"
    "Of course it is, Daddy.  Hank's cock and balls work just fine; he'd just rather use them on guys."
    "Well, as long as you're happy, Mary."
    "I'm happy enough, Daddy.  I could have been happier with another man's baby, but I can accept what has to be."
    In no time Jack and Mary were fucking again, and since Mary was already pregnant Jack was able to enter her without rubbers again.  Jack was very happy and was even feeling an old attraction for Chris when Mary dropped one of her patented bombshells.
    "Daddy, do you still have that wedding ring you gave me?"
    "Sure, Mary.  I've kept it safe.  I always hoped one day I could somehow give it to you again.  May I?"
    Mary looked at him.  "That depends, Daddy.  I want it back and I want to be you wife.  Don't worry, I'm not going to start bugging you about a baby again, but I want to be the woman of your house.  That means Mom has to go."
    Jack sat up.  "Now wait a minute, Mary.  Your mother and I had some rough times while you were away, but I think we could salvage our marriage even now."
    Mary looked at him, hard.  "No deal, Daddy.  You can have me as your wife and lover or her, but not both.  I'll handle Mom, you just have to agree."
    "You're not going to harm her, are you?" he asked her, frightened of the possible answer.
    "Of course not, Daddy!  I'm just going to make her want to go away.  Is it a deal?"
    Jack hung his head, a little bit ashamed of what he was about to say.  "I love you too much to say no, baby.  What are you going to do and when?"
    "Well, Daddy, this Sunday is Father's Day.  For your gift this year I'm going to get you a new wife; me."
    Jack was a nervous wreck when Sunday finally rolled around.  Sitting with Mary and Chris at breakfast he wondered what his daughter was going to do and if he would survive it.  He knew that Mary meant to drive her mother out of the house one way or another, and he was afraid of what would happen if Chris tried to fight back.
    "Mom," Mary said suddenly, "do you remember when I asked how you would react if you found out Dad was cheating on you?"
    Chris felt a sudden emptiness in her body.  A great fear of what she might hear next.  "Y-y-y-yes."
    "You said you weren't sure if you would leave him," Mary continued.  "Well it's time to make up your mind, because he has been unfaithful."
    Chris's hand clutched at her fork and you could see that she was ready to stab it into Jack's eyes at any moment.
    "Wait," said Mary, "there's more.  Don't you what to know who he's been fucking behind your back, sometimes in your own bed?  Well, Momma, it was me.  Daddy fucks me all the time and he'd rather fuck me than you."
    Chris let go of the fork and stared blankly at her daughter and husband.  Suddenly everything seemed to make sense.  She wondered how she could have been so blind.  She could feel the love she had for her husband turning to hate.  "You raped our baby," she said, her voice dripping venom.  "How long has this been going on?  She's always been 'Daddy's Girl'; you've been molesting her since she was a baby, haven't you."
    Jack sat there, dry mouthed, trying to gather his wits so he could defend himself, but he never got the chance.
    "It was nothing like that, Mom," Mary said.  "Daddy didn't lay a finger on me until three years ago, and if anybody was molesting anybody, it was me.  I ambushed him and dragged him into my bed.  I was sixteen when it started and I've never regretted a minute of it."
    Chris now felt her love for her daughter die.  The young woman sitting in front of her was no a little girl violated by an unfeeling male.  She was now a harlot bent on stealing Chris's husband.  "YOU SLUT.  YOU MOTHERFUCKING LITTLE BITCH!  YOU GODDAMN, COCKSUCKING WHORE!"
    "That's daddy-fucking bitch, Mom.  And you bet your ass I sucked his cock.  I love the taste of his cum."
    "And I suppose that bastard in your belly is really his.  Oh, when I get through telling the cops what you two have been up to you're both going to rot in jail," Chris said, her voice low and hard.
    "You can't prove anything, Mom," Mary said.  "You see, my baby is Hank's.  I wish it was Daddy's but, he wouldn't let me have his kid.  So, genetic testing will only prove that this is NOT Daddy's kid.  And Hank will swear that he popped my cherry on our wedding night.  So what evidence will you have, Mom?  If you go to the cops you will be the one who winds up in a cell.  Not in jail, maybe, but a mental hospital can be just as bad."
    Chris slumped into her chair, beaten.  "Why are you telling me all this?  What do you want?  Do you expect me to put up with your incest, maybe join you?  Forget it."
    Mary reached into her pocket and pulled out her father's ring.  Slipping it on her finger she said, "I want you to leave.  I'm going to be Daddy's wife from now on.  I'm not willing to share him with you, anymore."
    Chris suddenly wondered if Jack had ever come to her right after he fucked their daughter.  She had a vision of her and Jack making love; of Jack sliding his cock into her pussy; a cock already wet with her daughter's juices.  It made her sick and she fell to the floor, vomiting.
    When she recovered she packed her bags and left, not saying a word to either of them.
    That night Jack and Mary lay in bed holding each other, not quite daring to believe that they had gotten away with it.  Jack kissed his wife/daughter and smiled at her.  "You had this all figured out in advance didn't you?'
    "A little, Daddy.  I was pretty sure that once I convinced Mom that she couldn't prove anything against us that she would just leave.  I hope the divorce won't be too difficult."
    Jack hugged her close, "I don't care, baby.  Anything she wants she can have, if she will just leave us alone.
    "That was quite a bluff you pulled, claiming that Hank would say he got your cherry."
    "It wasn't really a bluff, Daddy," Mary said and then giggled.  "In a way he would be telling the truth."
    "Huh?"
    "Well, Hank loves to buttfuck his boy toys, and on our wedding night, I let him fuck my ass.  So he did get one of my cherries."
    Mary saw a bit of shock and sorrow on her father's face and she stroked his cheek gently.  "I know you wanted to do me there first, Daddy, but I was still angry with you about the baby thing.  And Hank was being so helpful, I wanted to give him something.  Are you mad at me, Daddy?"
    "No, Mary, I'm mad at me.  I hate hurting you in any way."
    Mary rolled onto her stomach and then raised her ass, "If you don't mind being the second guy, and I swear from now on the only guy, you could do my ass tonight."
    Jack leaned over and kissed and licked Mary's ass cheeks.  "I would love to."
     Getting up on his knees he moved behind Mary and brought the head of his throbbing cock to her asshole.  He pressed slowly into her and was surprised that with only the natural lubrication of his pre-cum he slipped into her easily.  Clearly his son-in-law had entered her ass more than once.  But if entry was easy the snugness of Mary's ass was still wonderful on his cock.  It was just a bit tighter than her pussy; it felt terrific.
    As Jack pumped his cock into her ass, he lay forward onto her back, taking a heavy breast in one hand and teasing her pussy with the other.  He was touching as much of her body as was possible and he loved the sensation.
    And Mary loved it too.  Jack was a much more considerate lover than Hank had been.  Her husband had slammed himself into her ass has hard as possible and had paid no attention to the rest of her body.  Jack was giving her pleasure with out the roughness and she knew it was because he loved her.  She swore to herself that she would return his love and never ask for anything more.
    Jack slid his fingers into her pussy, while his thumb rubbed around her clit and his other hand was squeezing her nipple.  Mary started to come when she felt her father's stiff fingers push into her body and when jack felt the contractions on his fingers, he groaned.
    "Oh, God, Mary, I can feel you coming.  Come for me, honey, come for Daddy!"
    "I love you, Daddy," she moaned, "fuck me, Daddy, fuck you baby girl in her asshole!"
    Seconds later Jack grunted and spewed his come into her ass and then fell to her side, his cock pulling out of her ass with an audible "slurrp".
    Mary smiled at him, "Well, Daddy, did you like your first father-daughter ass fuck?
    "It was terrific, Mary.  I think I'm going to like doing that a lot."