No, it's not ok! We can't be lying to each other!

You look at her soft eyes, and it kills you to say this, but it needs to be said, "Amy, it's not ok! Your father was one thing, but these men don't care for you. All they want is whatever your father is offering. I get it; we are stuck and must agree to whatever your dad wants. But your dad never said you had to have sex with them, and you even lied to me and said you were not going to!"

She stutters as her mind tries to find the words to say, "I just don't know how it happened."

You lift your chin and ask, "Do you love me?"

With tears in her eyes, she answers, "More than anything in the world."

"Then you need to know that this sucks a lot for me. I can't stop your father from being with you. I can't be with you whenever I want or most of the time at all, and I can't stop your dad from forcing you to go out on dates with other men."

Amy cries, "I know; I just don't know what I can do to make it better. Just tell me, and I'll do it."

You gently grasp her hand and say, "Just don't lie to me, for starters."

She gives you a heartfelt smile as if you just told her that her whole world hadn't fallen apart just yet. "That I can do, honey." Before she grabs her phone and starts typing, once she is finished, she turns around and shows -----------------

Daddy, you had your fun, but now your promise, I get to spend the day with my husband. NO INTERRUPTION!

Greg just replied, "I don't know why you would want to spend any time with him, but as you wish, one day, no interruption, princess."

Your first thought was, 'FINALLY, I GET TO MAKE LOVE TO MY WIFE.' But the smell of the other man's cologne radiating for her kills your mood, Not that it matters because the look in Amy eyes told you that after last night THAT was the last thing she wanted right now. As a result, you both quickly get dressed in your own corner of the room without saying another word to each other.

That day felt more like a first date with a complete stranger who you had nothing in common with than the day after your wedding, as you both tried and failed to start small talk multiple times. But what did either of you expect? You both had to know that it would be hard to be lovey-dovey on each other after you watched her get fucked like a two-bit whore and then spend the night in the arms of the man that did it.

It wasn't until lunch that you could have even the most miniature form of conversation, and at dinner was the first time either one of you was able to say "I love you," and the other person said it back without a pause of hesitation.

Despite taking forever to open up to each other, the both of you wanted the night to end with you making passionate love to her. It was on both of your minds all day, so much so that at 6:30 pm, she asked you, "When would you like to go back to the room?"

Deep down right away, you knew that that was her way of asking if you would like to have sex now; your hormones wanted you to scream, "Right fucking now!" but on the slim chance you were wrong, you said, "Whenever you want, honey."

The look in her eyes could be nothing but disappointment in the fact that you didn't say right now, so you waited thirty minutes before you asked, "Ah, honey, so when do you want to go back to the room?"

You must not have said it with enough confidence because Amy hesitates before saying, "I don't know. Do you think that it's too early to go now? Do you think that people will notice our absence?"

She rights. Everyone here is only here because of your wedding. Given the right circumstances, you might be able to sneak off this early without your average guest taking notice or caring, but Greg is not your average guest and has been awkwardly tailing the both of you all day. Thus, there is no way he would let you out of his sight long enough for the both of you to sneak back to your room this early. So you unconfidently replied, "Yeah, I guess people would notice if we left." As you stared right at your wife's father. So you both decided to stay with the group. At least until the group dwindled. As the night went on, the group members slowly, one by one, went back to their rooms, but for the longest time, Greg showed no signs of leaving. That was until 10:31 pm when he gave off a slight yawn, and neither of you was going to miss this chance, so as if on cue, you both turned to each other and said, "I think I am getting tired!" No other words needed to be said; it was decided you were going back to the room NOW, and Greg scowling at you as you walked by wasn't going to stop you.

Despite seeing Amy getting underdressed and naked countless, this time felt different because this time, for the first time in a long time, she was getting undressed for you. It must have felt different for Amy too, because in the past, with her father, she would always have proudly and playfully taken her clothes off in a sexual way in the middle of the room.

This time you both got underdressed in your own corner of the room with your backs facing each other, occasionally peaking over your to check on the other person's progress as if this was your first time ever showing the other person your naked body and you where afraid they wouldn't like what the other person saw.

Her father ensured that you saw every inch of her body and how it could be used to please a man, but you still felt like a child about ready to open a new present. Eventually, you hear Amy softly say, "Honey, I am ready." prompting you to turn; she must have been nervous because she tightly tucked herself into the delicate sheets of the bed. She gives a soft loving look as your eyes meet and says, "I can't tell you how much I waited for this."

You slowly crawl onto the bed and slip under the sheets as you joke, "You couldn't possibly have wanted this to happen more than me." In order to lighten the mood, but Amy must have misunderstood what you were getting at because she pulled the blanket tightly against her as she nervously said: "I know it has been tough on you, and you don't know how much I love you for sticking throw it, and not complaining."

Fearing that your chance at making love to her might be slipping away, you quickly roll on top of her under the blanks so that your naked flesh is touching away from sight and whisper, "Let not talk about that now." before kissing her. Your kiss overcomes her, and she moans, "Oh honey." while reaching between you and pulling your cock toward her pussy lips. There is almost a magical moment when your eyes lock onto her's eyes as she pulls your raw cock head inside of her. For the first time ever, your raw cock skin touches her insides, and it is everything you thought it would be and more. You desperately want to make her feel as good as she is making you feel, but after everything she has been through, you don't even process half the stamina to do it; she must have noticed, too, because she gives you a soft smile and says "Go ahead a want you to cum for me, then hold me all night." As if she was giving you an out, and out that your body **** you to take as you quickly came. At least you got to hold her afterward, which is something you haven't seen anyone else do with her after sex.

Almost as if it was like clockwork, your wife's phone rings exactly at 12:00 pm, stirring the both of you from your cuddling season. She places the phone to her ear, but with you spooning with her, you can hear the whole conversation.

Greg "Princess, I promised you a day, and that day is over. Now I can't stand the thought of you being with that scum bag for one more second."

Amy winks back towards you. "Come on, Dad, you can wait a little longer, we are cuddling, and I don't want to wake him."

Greg "Cuddling... CUDDLING... CUDDLIND!!! Don't tell you actually did what I think you did before you started cuddling with that scum bag."

Amy smirks as she answers, "Of course we did; we are husband and wife, after all."

Greg snapped back at his daughter's tone. "If you actually had sex, why are you still awake. I know my daughter well enough to know that you can't wake her after she is fully satisfied."

Amy "Dad, I couldn't be happier with what we did!"

Greg "That makes it sound like he didn't make you cum, and your just telling yourself to be ok with it."

Amy laughs off his comment, "Dad, What John and I have is more than just sex." But what she didn't know was that she just unwittingly fell into his trap.

Greg screamed through the line, "HE DIDN'T MAKE YOU CUM DID HE!!! No, no, no, I will not have it, I will not let that selfless prick go satisfied, and you get nothing; you are to come to my room right now!"

Stunned Amy says, "Dad, I'm fine." But Greg demands, "Now Missy or I am coming there!"

Amy says, "Dad, don't come; I am on my way," Before hanging up the phone and turning towards you. "Honey, I am just going go talk to him, and then I'll be right back, I promise."

You reach out and grab her hand as she rolls out of bed "Amy, we promised we wouldn't lie to each other!"

The look in her eyes tells you that what she said is exactly what she wants to happen, but it also tells you that she fully expects her plan to fail as she says, "I promise I am just going to talk to him, and then come right back to you. If anything changes, I'll text you, ok."

Knowing that was the best and most truthful answer you were going to get from her, you smile up and her and say, "Ok, I love you, honey."

She smiles back and answers with, "I love you too," Before walking out of the room. Leaving you lonely, laying out the bed counting the minutes passing by.

1 minute

2 minutes

5 minutes, still nothing

At the seven-minute and eighteen-second mark, your phone went off with a text message from Amy.

Sorry, Honey, Dad won't listen to reason. He won't let me come back until I have come.

It's exactly as you expected, Amy's plan failed! With that knowledge, you try to make yourself comfortable for what should be a long night.

An hour later, you get a text from Greg saying.

My Princess made me promise that if I did would what you couldn't and fucked her till she was so satisfied she passed out, I would text you. Now you can kindly fuck off!