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A Widower's Diary

Date: 10/14/2014, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 80, Source: xHamster

said, "If you two are going to fuck when I'm around, the LEAST you can do is to do it quietly. I have homework to do." She turned and slammed the bedroom door behind her. That slight interruption managed to relieve my cock of its erection faster than a cold shower; I couldn't finish what I had started with Annie, who was more than angry when she had to settle for my finger-fucking her instead. I knew this situation couldn't continue, but I didn't know how to end it. I couldn't send Bron to live with relatives; we didn't have any except for my deceased wife's mother, who was far too old to take on a 16-yr-old granddaughter. Trying to get through to Bron was like talking to the proverbial stone wall. Nothing I said to her got through. "Give Annie a chance, Bron; she wants to be a good stepmother to you" brought the response "I didn't ASK for a stepmother, I don't WANT a stepmother, Mom was the only mother I'll ever need." "I brought Annie here more for you than for me, so that you and I could get back to our old relationship of father and daughter" produced, "Yeah, you brought her here for me. Right. You said you love me, but now you don't want me, and that's being done for ME? SURE it is." I told her I was worried about what she might be doing with Jason, as a way of getting back at me. She said, "Dad, not that you care that much about my pussy, but nobody has been inside it since you decided it wasn't good enough for you. Jason has tried, but I don't want him. I want ... ... I want ... I WANT YOU, DAMN IT!" Bursting into tears, she had run from the house at that point. I told Annie about all this. Two days later, she informed me that I wasn't the man she thought she was coming to be with, and she was going back to Kiev, and would I please get her plane ticket right away. "Your daughter makes things not possible, Harry. She angers so much, and you are impossible to deal with her." OK, not the best English, but plain enough. I got the ticket, and as fast as she had come, Anastasia left. It was a school day, so Bron wasn't even around, which is likely just as well. She dragged in after school, morose as usual these days, but she didn't notice that Annie wasn't around until I put some microwaved supper on the table and called her to come eat. "Where's your Russian whore?," she asked in what had become her regular refrain about Annie. "Annie flew back to Kiev today, Bronwyn. Things just didn't work out for us." "Oh. Well, that's not such a bad thing. I suppose it's all my fault, though, right, Dad?" "I think it's not a question of fault, Bron, or if it is, there's plenty to go 'round between you and me both. I'm sorry for Annie, though, it must feel like even more of a failure to her." We ate our supper in silence after that. I was emotionally drained, and had an extra Rusty Nail and went to bed. Before falling asl**p, I thought I heard Bron crying, and proved my not-being-such-a-great-dad self-evaluation by not going to her. When I awoke the next ...