You're number one in her heart; he is number one in her bed.

Even though Greg didn't stop you from joining in, it couldn't be more clear that he was the one in charge here. He was the one that decided when they started, what they did during, and most relevant to, your current situation, when the sex was over. You are still the third wheel, but at least now you're a third wheel that is attached to the car, unlike before when you were the third broken down wheel that was left on the side of the road waiting for the trash collector.

So when Greg said, "Well boy, I do say that I have thoroughly sated my Princess's desires. And now we should make our way and give her the shower so we can start getting on with the day." The look in his eyes told you that there was no room for negotiations And that you better pull out quickly because he would sooner go to jail for your **** before allowing you to be the last man with his cock in his Princess. Fearing for your life, you quickly pull your cock out of Amy ass, grab a towel and sprint out of the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, Greg exits the bathroom, clean-shaven, dressed in black slacks, a white button-up shirt, and a perfectly done tie, and meets you in the dining room. "Boy, my princess said she just needs another fifteen minutes to get ready." Greg says As he pulls up a chair. A cool and ugly silence falls over the room as you both stare each other down. If it was possible to see into your soul, this man was doing it right now. Eventually, he breaks the silence with his commanding voice, "Boy, if you make me live to regret saying this, it will be the last thing you ever did, but you might be the first male that even remotely has the chance of winning my approval for my daughter."

Before you are able to say anything, his face flips from a cold merciless **** stare to a soft, warm, welcoming smile as you both hear Amy exit the bathroom and yell, "Daddy, I'm ready."

Greg answers back, "Ok, Princess. I got the car all packed and ready, so let's go."

After which, You three all load up into the car. There wasn't even a question about where everyone was going to sit. Greg was driving, Amy was shotgun, and you were seated back middle so that he could see all of you at all times in his rearview mirror.

You three travel the state going wedding shopping, and Amy did most of the talking at each stop. When they did need a male opinion, it was Greg who gave it. You must have said less than ten words during twelve hours of traveling and shopping. It was so bad that twice a store manager confused you for Greg's servant. The first time Amy corrected the employee, but after a stern look from her father, she made sure to avoid correcting the second person that made the same mistake.

You pulled into an expensive hotel at 9:30 pm. And you were left with the responsibility of carrying all three of your bags up to the room. As a result, you got to the room a good five minutes after Amy and Greg, which is just enough time for Amy and her father to get undressed and jump in the shower together. Amy must have heard you entering the room, as she called out, "Honey, we had a long day, and we have another long one tomorrow, so Dad suggested that we shower together again."

You glance over to where Amy feminine voice is coming from, and much to your surprise, you see that the bathroom door is left WIDE OPEN, allowing you to see straight into the shower, where you see your fiancee on her knees in front of her father with her soft hand on his hard cock.

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Despite being the third time seeing it, you still haven't gotten used to seeing Amy touching another man's dick, let alone the dick that made her. You honestly didn't know what was worse, the fact that she was licking another man's cock right now or that that cock was the dick that made her. Your stomach twist and turns each time you watch Amy tongue circle the cock that made her until you **** yourself to think about anything else. However, the only thing that you could lock your mind on was the open door.

The bathroom has always been a private place for Amy where she would do here own thing, things that she wanted no one else to know. At home, she would go so far as to lock the door whenever she entered it. Not that she didn't trust you, but she does it to prevent any accidental entrance. However, here with Greg, it's left completely open as if the individuals inside the bathroom are proud of what they are doing in there and want everyone to see. The idea of the fact that 'they are proud' circles inside your head until you hear Amy's standing up from the shower. You quickly glance up to see that she is glancing your way, it was just for a moment before Greg pulled her into her, but it was a definite glance as if she was secretly expecting you to do something. You wonder what she could be expecting you to do, and that is when you remember she did say, "We shower together again." The word again implies the same as last time; the last time she showered was with her father AND YOU. Meaning that if you understood her words and her glance correctly, you are included in the 'we.'

The idea of once again being able to put your raw dick back inside of Amy brings strength back to your legs, and you quickly stand up and walk towards the shower just as Greg is reaching around and grabbing Amy's naked ass. With an odd sense of confidence, you open the shower door and walk right in under the water. And for the second time, no one says a word or tries to stop you as you bring your cock to bear against Amy's rosebud. However, just a mere four minutes later, Greg once again proved his dominance by grunting, "It's was time for bed," which was long before you got to cum. At least being **** to pull out and exit the bathroom first was unintended kindness, as it meant you didn't have to see the evidence that would have proved that you were the only one not to cum.

Greg had planned two more shopping stops the following day before traveling back home, so Amy and you can pack up and head home. The shopping stop where more of the same, with Amy answering most of the questions and Greg giving a male opinion when needed and you not saying a word. Amy and you got back up fast when you got to her childhood home however Greg did stop you both right before you leave." If you two are serious about this, You two will do it old-fashioned. Honey, I don't want to know if you have done anything with this boy, but if you have, it stops now until your wedding. Do you understand me, Princess?"

Amy smiles up at her daddy. "Yes, Daddy!" before giving him a hug and kiss and jumping off toward the car. You move to follow her, but Greg quickly places your arm in a strangled hold. "My Princess might not always listen to me, but BOY, YOU BETTER BECAUSE YOUR LIFE MIGHT DEPEND ON IT. Let me be clear, I know what my Princess's pussy feels and tastes like, and if it's even slightly different next week, it will be your head on the chopping block. You hear me."

You feel compelled to answer, "Yes, sir."

Greg was right to give you the warming because despite complaining about being tired on the ride home the moment she walked through the door, she wanted to do nothing but fuck you. It took all your willpower not to give in and keep her hands off you. But Greg's threat was enough to keep your dick in your pants.

Week after week Greg would devise excuses for you to drive his daughter back to his house. The excuses ranged from something to do with the wedding to prepare you for a job in his company. Each time he would have his raw dick inside Amy before the night's end. He never stopped you from joining in and fuck her ass, which was odd because every time you left, he made sure to remind you that the 'No Sex rule' was still in effect. You couldn't determine if it was because the rule didn't apply when you were in his house or that Greg didn't consider anal as sex, but you didn't was to risk anything by testing it when you were home.

Your wedding was the following spring, roughing 18 months after you asked Amy to marry you, but you stopped counting times in turns of weeks or months; instead, you counted time in terms of weekends at Greg's.

In some sick, perverted way, you slowly began to look forward to the weekends. Not because you had to watch Greg have sex with the woman you loved, but because it was the only time you could intimately touch her. Each week increases your excitement as Greg increases the amount of sex that the three of you had during the weekend.

You and Amy left Greg house on the 45th weekend, Greg told them that they would be spending the following weekend on the beach and that he would be buying Amy some swimwear. Knowing Greg's taste, your mind spent the whole week picturing Amy in some of the sexiest bikinis.

You were utterly floored about how 'all out' Greg went when you realized that he rented an on-the-ocean, all-glass house. The only part of the apartment that wasn't seethrough was the small bathroom that just barely had room for one person. The place must have been 5000 dollars a night, but as Greg says, "Only the best for his princess."

Amy eyes filled with stares as she couldn't wait to get changed in her new bikini and jump into the crystal clear water. As a result, the moment she could jump off the boat and onto the apartment, she yelled out, "Daddy, I'm going to go get change." As runoff prompting Greg stop her and says, "Princess, your body is a treasure, and no one is to see it. So you are to always change in the bathroom." You quickly glance around. The apartment was the only thing for miles in the cove. If he was worried about any but you and maybe a satellite seeing her naked body, there would be a chance of you winning the lottery. But you aren't going to risk your chance at being with Amy by arguing with his logic.

Having to watch Amy walk around and swim in a skimpy black bikini made your cock rage inside your shorts. The only thing that kept for going insane was the belief that you are getting her ass tonight.

However, your hopes are dashed when you see Greg walk up and place his cock on her lips as she is sunbathing. "Princess, You have made your daddy really hard. Would you please suck me off?" She gives him an odd glare before opening her mouth and starting to suck.

Realize you are about to lose your chance at sex, you ask, "Wait, you're not going to fuck her?"

Greg laughs. "Of course not; that would mean she would have to get naked, and there is no way I would let my Princess get naked where any passerby could see her. But I thought you would be happy about that because It means you don't have to see me fucking her again unless the only reason you are still around is that you are a huge pervert that like watching a man fuck his daughter."

You quickly understand that you have been set up, as all eyes fall onto you. So in order to prevent making it worse, you say, "Of course not; I am just surprised that you aren't going to try to drive me off this weekend."

Greg gives you a grin as if to say, 'Well-played, boy' before shifting his attention back to filling Amy 's stomach with his cum, as you settle in for what is going to be a long weekend of having a constant hard-on.

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Greg planned a two-week cruise. Of course Greg demands that there would be no sex happening on the cruise, not when someone could hear her through the thin wall of the cruise liner. 'Greg wouldn't have her be ashamed from having to face people that heard her pleasure moans.' So it would be two weeks of you having a constant hard-on without sex or masturbation as you had to watch Greg dump his load into the woman you love stomach at least twice a day. You have never been so horny in your life. Twice you thought about just sneaking off and masturbating in the bathroom. But as Greg said, 'masturbating in the bathroom from watching a woman suck her father off is perverted and not something that a man the will marry his Princess would do.' So it is two weeks of suffering for you.

The cruise ended late Saturday early night on the 48th week, meaning that you would be spending the night at Greg for the first time in three weeks. On the way into the house Greg turns towards his daughter and says, "Princess, why don't you go get ready for a shower. I'll be in to join you in about ten minutes."

Amy gives her father an odd look as if he wasn't sure what was about to happen, but knowing better than to question it, she says, "Ok, Daddy!"

Greg grabs you and pulls you to the table the moment his daughter is outside of earshot. "What has it been, three weeks since you last came."

You groan, "Yes, sir." You were about to add more, but you didn't feel like talking about your sexual habits with your hopeful future father-in-law.

Greg face goes stiff. "Well, boy, you have continue to surprise me. So much so that I think it's time that I offer you a job. How does executive manager sound."

The executive manager is a far higher position than you thought he would offer you, so you say, "Doesn't that position require like 15 years of experience?"

The Greg smiles at your knowledge. "Yes, but if you do manage to win my approval, I can't have my Princess's husband working some entree-level job. So the only question is, 'Are you stupid enough to turn my offer down'?

You quickly reach out and shake his hand. "Of course, I'll take it, sir."

Greg "ok, I have some paperwork to finish, so why don't you go check up on my Princess in the shower." You aren't about to turn down the chance to see Amy without her father around, so you quickly turn toward the bathroom, but he stops you. "Boy, this doesn't mean you have my approval yet, and I'll be in there in two minutes. So her pussy better be open, clean, and untouched when I get in. And the offer is off the table if you finish before I get there."

You know that after two weeks of not cumming, you would have cam the moment you tried to move inside of Amy tight ass, so all you did was make out with her, with your cock her touching her asshole, as you waited for Greg to finish the paperwork. It not have been much, but it was three minutes along naked with the woman you love, so you will take it.

On the 48th weekend, you were hired at Greg 's company; right after weekend 79 was the big day.

On the night before your wedding Greg ensured that he trapped you alone in a private room. "I must say, you have surprised me over the past year, my boy."

"Is that a good thing?"

Greg laughs at your question, "Well, I haven't driven you off yet, have I?" You know he just said that a goat a response out of you, so you don't give him a response as he continues, "In fact, to my biggest surprise, you are quite the good little worker. If you continue at this pace, I am sure you grow to be able to afford my princess lifestyle. "

You rub the back of your neck. "Thanks, I guess" Greg face goes stone cold. "Just so you know, after tomorrow, I'll be willing to concede that my Princess is your wife when I am not around. But when I am around, she will always be my Princess, and I expect you to still treat her as such." Before you can say anything, he continues, "Now I don't want my princess's horniness to ruin her special day tomorrow, so I am going to go use my dick to satisfy your bride's desires if that ok with you?"

This is the first time he has referred to Amy as yours or even asked you if he could do something with her, but deep down, you know that it was a test, so you answer, "Well, she is still your princess, and I won't want anything to ruin her special day." Greg grins at you and says, "Good answer, my boy." Before he walked out of the room.

You and Amy spent the night before your wedding in a unique design wedding sweet. It was a single room with a temporary wall down the middle and two beds pushed up against either side of the wall. It designs such that you two could feel close to each other on the night before your wedding without actually being able to see each other, and During the ceremony, the staff would come in, remove the wall and combine the beds so that you both don't have to move your stuff. The temporary specially designed so that you should be able to hear the faint breath of your significant other when she sleeps in the bed. However, you wouldn't be able to hear anything said farther in the room. It was designed to give the bride the privacy that she needed to get ready while still providing that close feeling as she slept just a thin wall apart. Yet, this just meant Amy moaning her father's name and the sound of the bed bumping against the wall as Greg stated her 'lust.'

The wedding was really remarkable, but that wasn't what you were excited about because after seeing Amy give her pussy to another man, tonight you are finally going to get it, and for the first time in your life, you are going to get it raw. You couldn't have carried Amy faster across the threshold and into your newly combined room.

You are so excited that you don't even notice a pair of male boxers getting tangled on your left shoes until you make it to bed. Only then do you look down and see one of Greg's boxers tightly wrapped around your foot. Frustrated by the reminder that he enjoyed this room with her first, you quickly free your foot by kicking them away. Amy must have noticed your eyes glaring at the male underwear in the corner of the room because she pulls you into her and whispers, "It's just you and me tonight."

You both stumble backward, and you land on the bed on top of her.

You both giggle and toss and turn in bed as you carefully get her out of her delicate white wedding dress, and she gets you out of your suit. Only when you both were completely naked did you start making love.

Despite making raw love to a beautiful woman that you deeply love, you still feel as if something is off. Although you have checked multiple times, you just couldn't get rid of the feeling that Greg was in the room with you. Along with that feeling came questions that you just did not want to answer. Questions like who made her moan louder, who made her moan more, who made her cum quicker, and who could make her cum more in one go.

It upset you that even though it was just you and her, he still somehow managed to interject himself.

Over the next two and a half years, your beautiful wife blessed you with two baby girls. When the second one came out looking nothing like the first, you know only one of them was yours, but you promised yourself that you would never find out which one, thus it wouldn't change how you treated either one.

On your eldest daughter's eighteenth birthday Greg sat you down for another one of his talks. "You know my boy; she is going to start dating. And when she does, it will be your job to ensure my granddaughter doesn't end up with some trash man, just like I did for your wife."