1. Father and Daughter Reunited


    Date: 10/6/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Author: luke6112, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    marriage was obviously over and so it proved - once back in Britain my wife said that she was off to live with her parents and that I could go and stay with mine. Sandy, with many a tear, obviously went to live with her mum while I stayed briefly with my parents before finding myself a flat and a job. The divorce papers followed quite soon afterwards...and I found myself cut off from my soon-to-be ex-wife and my daughter - letters I sent were returned unopened. But one little letter did reach me - from Sandy. My eyes were so teary as I read it that it was hard to make out the words - but basically she just professed her love for her Daddy and repeated her promise that she'd always be there for me. I just wished I could send her my love too... 0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0 Many years passed. Towards the end of the 1980s I had settled with my second wife and we'd had time to chew over my past. I hadn't seen, written to or spoken to my daughter since her mother and I parted when she was ten and as she reached twenty-one I decided to take the bull by the horns and try to contact her. It had been on my mind for years but I'd waited until she reached a mature age before making my move. I wrote a long letter to 'explain' (apologise) for my absence. Basically; apart from being cut out of my ex-wife's life, I'd also kept away to avoid friction - I wanted a new life and it was obvious that my ex-wife would have her own life to lead - without me getting in the way. I heard nothing and ...
    thought it best that I just forget the matter, but then, some year or so later, to my pleasure and surprise, I received a letter back from my daughter. It was full of anger and sadness - her mother had told her that I'd gone away and that I didn't want anything to do with her - which was so far from the truth. We communicated back and forward by letter and gradually sorted out the facts from the fiction and finally we actually had a nice long chat on the phone. We actually found so much to talk about that there were a number of long phone calls; including ones between my daughter and my wife - the contents of which were kept secret from me, however. Sandy was now starting out on a business career. At 18 she'd left college with decent qualifications and had soon moved away from home - which was why my letter took so long to reach her - and moved into a shared house. She was working hard; she'd bought her own car already and was planning her life ahead - and it didn't include a husband or babies as yet. It didn't really include her mother either, whom Sandy now found to be very bossy and puritanical and on top of that, Sandy didn't think much of her rather idle step-father either. So, with the summer holidays coming up, we now began considering the prospect of a meeting and eventually a momentous plan was decided - Sandy would come down to our home in Devon from her home in the Midlands, with plans, if all went well, to stay overnight or perhaps for a few days. We booked her a ...
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