Whip of fury

A ringtone interrupts my fun, but seeing that the caller is Mike, I decide to answer it.

"Hey Mike". <Slurp>.

"Hi boss, how are your holidays treating you"?

I lower my gaze to my cock.  Tina is kneeling before me, a cat tail vibrator humming in her ass, tail swishing, her hands bound behind her back, while I guide her mouth up and down my cock with the hand that is grabbing her hair.

"It sucks, Mike, literally". <Slurp>

"Well, boss, I am organizing the reports so far and I don't have anything conclusive, I do however have a strong suspicion".

"Oh? Do tell".  <Slurp>

"I'd rather not Carl, not until I am sure".

I push Tina's head all the way down, forcing her to take my cock down to the balls in her mouth, before cumming in her throat.  This task accomplished, I release her to clean my cock while pondering Mike's words.  Mike is not a person that would voice his suspicions unless he is almost certain; the fact that he called me by name emphasizes that he considers whatever his suspicion is, important.

"Go on, Mike, tell me anyway.  I won't hold you responsible if you are wrong".

The line goes silent for a minute, and I wait without speaking.  I know that's the way Mike's brain works.  Tina has finished cleaning my cock, and she is now staring happily at me while licking my thigh.  I ruffle her hair smiling, before grabbing it and pushing her on my cock again.  <Slurp>.

"Ok, just remember that it is not confirmed".  I can hear him taking a deep breath.  Shit, now I am worried.

"As you asked, I tasked people to tail both your wife and your in-laws.  Whenever they have guests for dinner, your wife will be there.  You already know that.  But… I think she is cheating on you with one of those 'guests'".

My erection goes away and I throw Tina on the bed before standing up.  I am trembling in rage.

"What?"

"Shit Carl, that's why I wanted to wait for confirmation.  Calm down".

I slowly sit again, my limbs shaking, my face a mask of fury.  Tina remain frozen on the bed looking at me, eyes big as saucers, afraid to even breathe.  With great effort, I pull my rage inside.  I am not calm, but I am rational again.

"Ok Mike, tell me what you mean".

"Look Carl, I haven't managed to get taps in the house yet, and your mother in law usually opens the door to receive guests.  Sometimes though, your wife does instead, and in more than an instance, I caught her look when she was welcoming them.  Buddy, my old sarge used to tell me stories about you, how you would spend your whole leave when deployed in a brothel and when you had to return to the base all the girls would lineup to kiss you goodbye, so I think you will understand me when I say that your wife wasn't acting like a host welcoming a guest, but like a mamasan welcoming her clients, with sultry looks and licking her lips".

I freeze, my brain trying to process what he just told me.  Mike is not a person to invent bullshit just for the fun of it, but the idea that my wife is giving to others what she denied me for so long is… well, it would make sense of a lot of things.

"Carl?  You okay man?  Remember, it's only a suspicion, man".

"Mike", I say, my voice cold and heavy, "I don't care how you do it, I don't care if you have to pay somebody to stage a burglary, get the fucking cameras inside the fucking house".

"I will, man, just… don't do something stupid, ok"?

I chuckle, but my tone is still cold.

"Don't worry Mike, you should know by now that I don't act on impulse.  Yes, what you told me pissed me off, but I won't move until I have proof, nor I will change the way I act.  If, however, I find proof, then I will have to re-examine all my plans for my wife and daddy dearest.  Oh, and prep somebody to rig my house for sound and video as wekk, I'll call you when the coast is clear.  The signal will go only to me, though, nobody else gets to see".  Wouldn't want somebody else see me feeding my daughter my cum, after all.

"All right, Boss, I'll figure a way.  Just keep your cool".

We chat for a while about some minor details, and after I ask him to compile a detailed dossier on all the 'seeds' of daddy dearest, I hang up.

I turn my gaze to Tina, who is looking at me anxiously while kneeling on the bed.  I smile at her warmly and she relaxes.

"Tina honey, change of plans.  Daddy need to work out a lot of anger, so how about we move this party to the farm where I can whip you until you faint"?

Tina looks at me, adoration and eagerness in her eyes,

"Really, daddy"?

God, I love my little pet…