All Chapters of Dangerous Pleasures: Chapter 761 - Chapter 770

"Yes. But nothing happened, Dad. Certainly nothing like that!" Dad steps back a few steps and just looks at Susan. Before we left Tracy's Susan had donned a sundress without any undergarments. Dad was being treated to a spectacular outline of Susan's nipples which she had obviously hardened while they spoke."So... Nick just says, 'Susan, you're my sex slave', huh?" As soon as he speaks the words, Susan slips the thin straps off her shoulders and lets the sundress fall to the floor. Even from outside the room, I can hear Dad suck in his breath while Susan stands naked before him with a glassy look in her eyes. Damn, she's good.Dad stumbles back into the chair, putting Susan's perfect tits at eye level. "Step closer," he says. Susan obeys and he places his hands on her hips as he licks his lips. "Wow," he whispers as his gaze travels from her fully exposed tits to her hairless pussy.No stranger to the use of a transmitter, Dad tells Susan to make her nipples hard and she obliges him.

"Hmmm," Maggie sits back, almost like she's appraising me. "Why do you find that so hard to understand, Nick? Who do you know that doesn't want to fuck Susan, including yours truly? She is a very desirable woman." Maggie smiles seductively."But you were there! You know what an asshole he is, Maggie!" I don't mean to yell, but I can't believe everyone is taking this is stride."I thought your mom figured out that it was a result of the transmitter." Maggie counters. "You don't believe that?""I don't know," I answer."Are you maybe just a little bit jealous, Nick?" Maggie asks without a hint of sarcasm."Do you really think the transmitter made him do those things in his office that day?" I ask her."I don't know. Look what it did to me... and Frank," Maggie answers. "Maybe you should trust your mom and your sister a little more. They are smart enough to make their own decisions." I slump back into the couch."I guess I don't have much choice, do I?" I answer, attempting a smile that

"Did he do this?" I ask through clenched teeth. "Where is he?" Susan stops me as I turn towards the door."Nick, wait," she pulls on my arm. "I don't really want to talk about it but you can watch the video. Dad is waiting in his office... he's um... subdued," she says with a forced half-smile and nods towards the large plasma screen over Tracy's desk.Danae starts the video and we watch Dad and Susan walk into his office. Closing the door, Dad turns to Susan and says, "Susan you're my sex slave."My sister stops walking and assumes a robotic pose. She's wearing a red scoop neck tee and with low-rise white shorts that fit her like a second skin. Dad leans against his desk with a shit-eating grin on his face as my sister pulls her top over her head and unfastens her bra."We can skip this part," Susan says quietly."No," Mom says emphatically. "We'll watch it all."We observe Dad adjust his crotch as Susan unzips her shorts and wiggles them down her thighs. The camera angle is from the

"I doubt it. I agree with you that he's getting what he deserves," I answer. "Mom," I say quietly, laying my hand on her thigh. "I'm sorry it didn't work out for you.""I know," Mom says as she covers my hand with hers. "Everything works out for the best. I still have you and Susan... don't I?""You definitely do!" Susan answers from the backseat."I thought you were asleep," I tell her, looking at her in the mirror as she sits up."I was dozing, but when I heard you ask Mom what she did to Dad, I wanted to know, too.""Do you approve?" Mom asks."Absolutely!" Susan says, leaning forward between the seats. "Mom, it's not just about what he did to me, or what he was planning on doing with me. He was using you, too! And who knows what would have happened if he'd gotten the transmitter. He deserves everything you gave him and probably more!" Susan sits back with her arms crossed.We ride in relative silence the rest of the way home.After unloading the luggage, I tell Susan that I'm goin

NB: This story contains strong erotic scenes and material of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature.The Cruise just began.....Enjoy.>>>>"That fucking bastard!" I screamed at my computer as the Find My iPhone app confirmed my darkest suspicions. "That lying sonofabitch!""I'll be working all night on that merger project and just be able to catch a couple of hours sleep at the office before my 9 a.m. meeting," my husband had said so convincingly a few minutes ago. He didn't know I had activated the GPS tracker on his iPhone. This was the third time this month he'd pulled this shit, but this time I had the new Find My iPhone app to see where he really was. How stupid did he think I was?The real question was what was I going to do about it? It's one thing to know your husband is a cheating, lying bastard, it's another thing to do something about it. My anger quickly gave way to defeatism. What does she have that I don't have?I stood up and looked at myself in the full-length mirror cover