Gregory White looked at the images, it was an unmistakable confirmation. His laptop had died, and he borrowed his wife’s. He snooped and found all the evidence in her sync folder, uploaded from her phone. She was cheating on him. Logan was two years older than them and had been at school with them. Natalie had gotten pregnant as a teen, days after Greg lost his virginity to her. He was six months older than Natalie. Logically it was assumed he was the father, but now he can prove conventionally he wasn’t. Greg had known through different methods, but those sources could not be disclosed. He copied it all over to a thumb drive, including videos. He then shared the updated sniffer code with the cyber unit.Greg was a software engineer, writing search algorithms that have changed the face of law enforcement. He had to get an update to an FBI special task force who are preparing warrants for a raid, and his scripts will glean whatever relevant information it can from the NSA servers. Greg was not too bothered about his marriage, he had known Natalie was stepping out. The pain of betrayal had long since faded. Greg stayed for Anabelle. He knew she was not his biological daughter but he loved her deeply. He was her dad, even though she became a typical teenager. He felt Belle was worth it, as she did not deserve any of the shit the situation could have released.Greg grew up wealthy, but he stepped up when he heard he was going to be a father. At fifteen, he earned some money and built up some savings for the day Anabelle and Natalie moved in. By the time he graduated high school he was earning decent money with his coding.***He grimaced, the bittersweet feeling of being right about something that hurts him, and it suddenly hurt a lot. Greg now realized he had been burying his head in the sand. His mind went to Anabelle or Belle, she was seventeen, nearing eighteen. She was a typical teenager, snapping at him, calling him names, but she never really was malicious, though it did hurt. She was his world regardless of all her shit. He felt his self-control kick in, and he composed himself. Greg closed Natalie’s laptop and walked out, handing it to his wife. His mind had switched, as he had seen the videos of Belle also mocking him with Logan.“Thanks, honey, all done.”“Greg, can we talk about my car?” Belle asked. Her eighteenth birthday was coming up, and she has been asking for a car.“Not yet, Belle, I want to get you something trustworthy, okay? Just give me a few more months.”“This is so unfair, all my friends have cars.” She looked at him, and Greg saw her searching his face, and he smiled lovingly at her. She and her mother will be slammed with the summons at a time they would not expect at all, and they will be humiliated.“How many times this last month have I had to fetch you and Mandy because her car broke down?”“I get it, just hurry up,” she sounded very snippy, and Greg showed his annoyance.“I will sweetie.” He could not keep the gentleness out of his voice, and she smiled at him.“Thanks, Greg.” That was their thing. Contempt and affection in equal parts, but recently her contempt had been escalating. He sat next to Natalie and she leaned against him. It wasn’t like she did not love him, that was obvious, and their sex life was good, just a tad boring. Greg could not complain. He had decided years ago that he had some form of comfort. Natalie did not know Greg was aware of her activities, and he did not trust her. He looked at Belle, absorbed in her phone. This was the devil he knew.He always helped Belle stretch and then gave her rubdowns after her track events. She was an athlete and a good runner and very pretty with long dark hair and soft brown eyes. Her mouth was always ready for a smile, and he knew if she caught him looking at her, she will smile at him, but it will be a smile of pity now. She was very good with those. She knew of her mother’s affair, but her mother did not know her secret. Belle liked Logan, but her heart was not with him.Natalie looked at Greg as she leaned against him.‘Poor pathetic sod. Anadolu Yakası Escort As dumb as they come,’ she thought.But she had a plan, when Belle graduates and Greg has paid her university fees then she is gone, leaving Greg for Logan. Just a little longer. Maybe Belle can start community college, which will speed up the process. Natalie loved the desperation she often saw in Greg, knowing she held all the power. Part of her considered expanding it to cuckold him, but she knew there would be a very small chance of that being successful, Greg was not a pushover, just timid.He would also find out some other hurtful truths in the future, and she could not wait, having gotten used to the effect she had on him, and the hurt she sometimes inflicted with a flippant remark about something he cared about. He was not half bad as a husband, just not Logan. Her next plan to beat him down was on the burner. Natalie did not consider herself vile, but the fact was that Logan was not keen on settling down in the past, but now it seemed he would be more open to her being with him.“Babe, your birthday is in two weeks, what would you like to do?” Natalie asked as she kissed his neck.“Just us three for dinner, we go to a fancy restaurant,” Greg replied.“That sounds nice, you up for it, Belle?”“Whatever,” she muttered, and Greg felt that stab, but it was normal. He was not special in this household at all, he just had to provide. That evening he did not get a cuddle from his wife.“Not now, Greg, I am not in the mood.”‘Not in the mood because Logan fucked you this afternoon,’ Greg thought. He had her patterns figured. He left the next morning without any goodbyes but texted Belle.‘Love you, my darling.’‘Love you more, Greg.’ They texted a lot as Belle navigated these years. She knew what she wanted though, and was waiting. She was making sure with her attitude. She had talked to Greg at one track meet.“Greg, it irritates me that she has a snide remark to everything you say to me, so you should rather text me. I will be a teenager to you in real life, but always take it with a pinch of salt.”“Uhm, okay,” Greg replied, and soon got used to Belle disrespecting him openly, only to get an ‘I love you dad’ text from her, with a soft smile to confirm it if she was in the room. Natalie was becoming rather unsavory, so they took their affection underground. Belle had felt the toxicity of her mother the few times she did show Greg affection, and neither she nor Greg was in the mood for it. This plan worked for them. Belle also knew that Greg would always provide for her.Greg went to his lawyer before going to the office the next morning and handed him the evidence. He started the divorce process, having had enough this time. Greg faced loneliness as he was not sure he wanted to date after Natalie, his spirit was broken in a lot of ways. Then he realized he was lonely in any case.“When do you want to serve her?” the lawyer asked.“Just put it on hold, I was thinking my birthday.”“Cold, she will not expect that.”Greg wondered about the timing, and thoughts of Belle entered his mind. He needed to discuss this with her.“I am going to separate our finances.”“Good,” the lawyer answered.Greg left and drove to the bank, explaining to the account manager what he wanted. The manager turned off all electronic notifications, then proceeded. Greg left Natalie with her credit card, but he severely restricted the limit. The college fund for Belle was moved to a savings account in his name only.“So your daughter will not get her university fees?” the manager asked.“She is not my daughter, she is the guys’ daughter that is fucking my wife. I was scammed.” Greg had to play the part to protect Belle in case Natalie came sniffing.“Fair enough, I get it.”“Had she not been such a little bitch, I might actually have paid for her.”Greg then went to his office, to the HR department, and declared his intention to divorce. This would mean extra scrutiny to make sure his state of mind is on the job. People’s lives depended Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan on him beings focused, so this meant he will have extra backup when in his work. That Saturday he took Belle to school for a track meet, whilst he suspected Natalie was fucking Logan for the day. As he helped Belle stretched he felt the wave of pain, and couldn’t keep it hidden.“Are you okay, Greg?” Belle asked, her eyes studying him. She stopped his hand rubbing her leg and held it. Belle fought hard against herself, then opened her hand, letting his go. Greg felt it again as he looked into her eyes. Love.He just nodded. He stood up and she jogged away without thanks. He was thirty-one, and in very good shape, just a tad under six feet with jet black hair and blue eyes. He was well trained, as one is when in the intelligence game. Natalie thinks he is a security analyst at an IT company, and that is where his office is, but the whole building is a CIA front. Greg was recruited at seventeen, purely to write code.Seven years ago he changed to field training which included basic kinetic training too, and then the issue of Belle’s parentage came up. But Greg loved her deeply, still does on some level. He fell in love with her one day a few months ago, when he was rubbing her down. That was the one thing Greg hated, falling in love with her. He was sure she knew because it was not long after that when she started her shit. And he was sure she saw it every time he touched her. But then something happened in her psyche, and she changed her mind towards him. Now Greg knows she loves him too.She ran well, and he rubbed her muscles down, the sadness now embedded.On Monday the lawyer told him the paperwork was hanging, ready for his signature. There was no doubt, he was getting a divorce, but he knew he would miss Belle. He loved her laugh, and heard it when her friends were over. She might not seem like him, but they did, and two of them liked the idea of spending time under him in bed, and he considered it, after the separation. They were eighteen.“Want to do something, Belle?” he asked as he rubbed her muscles.“Ice-cream?” she asked, it was a ritual until she was about sixteen. Track events were followed by ice cream, but at the time, Natalie would be with them. After Natalie stopped joining, the tradition stopped.“I would love that.”After the meet they went for ice cream, laughing and joking as they walked around the mall. Belle made frequent eye contact with him, and Greg fought hard against the feelings. Belle was conflicted as well, Greg raised her but Logan was her father. Greg was there every time she needed a parent, he was her dad. Belle looked at him, and she felt something primal in her soul. She hated her mother’s next vicious plan and formulated her own.That week things were normal, and Greg saw no hint that either knew of his plan to divorce. What did surprise him was that Belle started to ask him to tuck her in, and she wore very skimpy nighties. Wednesday she kissed him goodnight, and her lips lingered on his. Thursday evening she got up and straddled him as she hugged him, then her lips lingered on his again. Greg knew what she was doing, and he fought hard against his need for her. Friday evening he was making them snacks for the movie and she came into the kitchen. She put her arms around his neck and pulled herself against him, burying her face in his neck. Greg instinctively dropped his hands to her perfect ass and held her. She moaned softly in his neck as she felt him grip her. Belle knew she was winning this because he did not pull away. She turned her head and kissed his lips softly, slightly parting her lips, then she let go.“You hug very nicely, Greg,” she said and felt the pang of disappointment as his hands left her ass. They heard Natalie come in and Belle stepped back, but her look told Greg she did not want to. After the movie, he went to tuck her in, and she straddled him again after making him sit on the bed. Then she kissed him softly, her lips parted Escort Anadolu Yakası and their tongues touched. He pulled back.“Belle, what is happening?”“I am kissing you, Greg.”“Obviously, and it is amazing.” Greg kissed her back, and he knew, they were not really in Kansas anymore with their relationship. He kissed her again, then she kissed him. They heard Natalie come up.“Lie next to me on the covers,” Belle said, and she quickly dove under the covers. Greg obliged.“So, can we go to the movies tomorrow?” Belle asked as Natalie got to her door.“I would love to, there is a new animation out,” Greg answered, catching on.“I thought you wanted to come with me to the market?” Natalie asked Belle.“Sorry, mom, I kind of changed my mind.” Belle snuggled against Greg. “I have not been the best daughter, so I want to spend the day with daddy, please.”“Okay. I did notice.”“Thanks, mom.”Natalie left and Greg turned his head, just in time to feel Belle’s lips on his. She stroked his cheek softly as she kissed him, then ran her fingers through his hair. Greg loved it, loved the fact that she knew how to comfort him. He was getting a divorce, and Belle made the pain better. They kissed for a while, then Greg got up. He found Natalie fast asleep, so he returned to Belle after changing into the shorts he sleeps in. She opened the covers and he slid into bed with her.“Greg, this is us now, okay?” She punctuated her words with a kiss.“Okay, my angel.” He kissed her and slid his hand up her body until he cupped one of her little breasts. She arched against his hand and rolled the nipple as they kissed. He dipped lower and lifted the nightgown up. Belle gasped loudly as his lips covered a nipple.“Touch my pussy, please,” Belle whispered and felt Greg’s hand slide down. She stifled an orgasm as his finger danced over her clit. Greg dipped lower and Belle felt the incredible sensation as his tongue touched her pussy. Greg licked and sucked her pussy. She came twice, holding a pillow over her face so she could vocalize her intense pleasure, then he let go and moved up, kissing her again.“I love my taste,” she said, licking her lips.“As do I.”“Tomorrow, after she leaves we do this again, please,” Belle said and Greg nodded. He was not holding his love for her back anymore, and all guilt regarding him being in love with her vanished. She vanished under the covers, and then he felt her mouth close over his cock. He did not last long at all and Belle sucked him dry. She came out from under the covers and they kissed for a while. They fell asleep, and he woke at four. He kissed her softly as she woke.“I love you, Belle,” he whispered. She mumbled something but pulled him in for a kiss, then he got up and sat in his office, wondering what the hell was happening.In the video that he saw, Belle had told Natalie and Logan that she would escalate things with Greg as she was doing now, and yet Greg could detect no deception in their interaction. The sexual aspect was also not frantic, as if Belle was acting from a much deeper level. Greg shook his head, and his need for her body overrode his reasoning.Greg decided that if he was going to be hurt, he will enjoy it to the end, and he will give Belle his best. He also started looking at exit strategies to remove himself from them, if Belle was setting him up. He then planned for the eventuality of Belle being truthful. Greg smiled a wry smile. All his decisions boiled down to Belle, and how important she is to him. He got into bed next to Natalie.“Where have you been?” she mumbled.“Just in my office, I had to work out a bug, and I got inspiration just after two.”“Okay.” She snuggled closer, and for a moment Greg felt like she was his wife, but he knew that once her full conscious mind returns, she will start her crap. He was lonely, and Belle was entering that loneliness.After he woke up again he made them breakfast, and then Natalie left. Greg set up a proximity alarm on the app that linked to her GPS tracker he had hidden in her car. It showed her going to Logan’s, then head out of town to a lodge.“You knew?” Belle said softly as she looked at his phone. Then she smiled and kissed Greg gently.“What is that for?” he asked.“Just because I want to, Greg. I am so sorry for hiding it from you, but last week Saturday I saw your raw sadness, and I just could not be complicit with her scheming anymore. I love you too much.”“Thanks,…