“This button turns it on and this green indicator light glows to let you know it’s working.” Dad says, pointing. “The transmitter scans through the entire spectrum of frequencies and when it finds the right one, this red light comes on. You then have three seconds to hit this button to lock in the frequency. The person is then under your control.” It’s the same principle as my transmitter, but not as easy to use or as portable. “Harry set it up so that it never stops on my frequency and I can’t accidentally use it on myself.” Dad says.
“So what have you been doing with the transmitter, dad?” I ask, watching Janet and Danae catch their breaths. My eyes are drawn to Danae’s golden orbs swelling to the size of small melons as she breathes air into her lungs. My cock is rock solid from watching the show. I tune in Danae’s frequency and tell her to come over and give me the best blowjob she’s ever given. I’m still naked, sitting in a chair in front of my father’s desk. I tune the transmitter back to dad’s frequency and push the button.
Danae immediately sits up, and then crawls on all fours, across the floor towards my chair. She looks like a sleek cat; gracefully stalking its prey, and my eyes are drawn to her exquisite tits, swinging between her arms. I scoot forward in my chair, pointing my hard cock towards her face.
“I’ve been using it to make business deals.” Dad answers me, just as Danae reaches my chair and wraps her slender hand around my hard cock. “I conduct as much business as I can in my office, using the transmitter. That way I control the outcome.” He says, paying no attention to Danae feeding my throbbing cock into her sultry mouth. “I also interview clients here, and they will do anything I want.” Dad says, while Danae slides her soft lips down the length of my rigid cock. Fuck! She has the head of my cock buried in her throat, as she locks her almond-shaped, brown eyes on mine. With a slight smile, she flicks her tongue along the underside of my cock, as she gradually pulls her lips back.
“How much money did you make last year.” I ask my dad, panting, while Danae works my cock in and out of her warm mouth and teases my balls with her fingernails. Fuck! She not only looks like a goddess, she really knows her way around a blowjob! I feel the tension building in my balls, as I hump my cock into Danae’s mouth.
“Three point five million.” Dad answers matter-of-factly. “Most of it tax-free.”
“Why tax free?” I ask, my jaw dropping open. Three point five million! How does he make that much and why does he need Uncle Harry’s money?
“Christina and I also run a unique sort of escort business, with a client rooster that wishes to remain anonymous.” He explains. “So, we don’t report their charges to the IRS.” I remember Christina. She’s the bimbo dad went with when he left mom.
“Why did you leave mom for Christina?” I ask, before I’ve had a chance to think about it. Danae is really working my cock, now. If I weren’t distracted by my conversation with dad, I’d have cum already.
“I didn’t leave your mother.” Dad answers, as Danae starts nibbling on the underside of my cock. She’s sucking and biting the most sensitive spot on my cock, while rolling my balls between her fingers. “She kicked me out because of all the cheating I did. I just went to Christina, so I wouldn’t be alone.” He says, as Danae again sucks the swollen head of my cock into her mouth, pumping furiously.
I can’t hold back any longer. I thrust forward, while grabbing Danae’s hair and shoot my load deep into her mouth. I jerkily shoot several more spurts of cum into her mouth and she swallows it all. Fuck! Danae rocks back onto her heels, licking cum from her lips, as she smiles at me. I am again entranced by her alluring body, especially her perfect tits. Her hard, thick nipples are pointing right at me, as she awaits further instruction.
“Why do you want mom to give you half of Uncle Harry’s money?” I ask, turning to look at Janet, who has been lying on the couch, watching this whole time. Dad sure can pick them!
“I don’t care about Harry’s money.” Dad answers. “I just want the estate catalogued. There’s a portable transmitter among Harry’s stuff and I want it.” He explains. “I asked for half the estate, so I could negotiate for the transmitter.” That explains a lot! Fuck! I have to get out of here, so I can think about what to do about all this. I decide to give everyone a post transmission suggestion. I start with dad.
“Dad, when I turn off the transmitter, you will sit here for five minutes, doing nothing. At the end of five minutes, you will realize what a great visit we’re having and invite me home to meet Christina. When we get to your house, you will excuse yourself and leave me alone with Christina for at least thirty minutes.” I want to find out more about this escort business and see what Christina is like. Oops! I almost forget the most important part.
“You will never use your transmitter on me.” I don’t want to give him too many suggestions about the transmitter, until I’ve thought it through. I turn to Janet and tune in her frequency. I decide that I really don’t want to do anything else with Janet.
“Janet, when I turn off the transmitter, you will get dressed and leave, remembering that Daryl required you to fuck him before he would represent you as a model. It wasn’t unpleasant, but you decide to look into other agencies.” I flip the transmitter dial and tune in Danae.
Ahhh yes! Danae!
“Danae.” I begin, choosing my words carefully. “You will no longer feel as if you have to do everything to please Daryl.” I decide to go with a trigger like I did with Nicole and Mrs. Edwards. “Whenever I say, ‘Think about it, Danae’, whatever I suggest next will be completely acceptable and enthusiastically embraced by you.” By keeping the trigger the same as Nicole’s, I figure I won’t forget what it is.
“When I turn off the transmitter, you will get dressed and return to your desk.” I hit the button and Danae gets up off the floor and walks over to her clothes. Her tanned, round ass swaying as she walks. I will definitely be back for more of that!
“Hey, Nick.” Dad says, just as I finish tucking the transmitter into my pocket. “This is so great that you stopped by. Why don’t I knock off early and take you home to meet Christina?” He says, coming around his desk and putting his arm around me, as we walk out the door.
“Danae.” Dad says, as we walk out the door. “Cancel my appointments for the rest of the day. My son and I are going to spend some time together.”
“You have several very important clients coming in this afternoon, Mr. Harrison.” Danae says, in the same snotty voice she used with me earlier.
“Think about it, Danae.” I whisper, just out of earshot of my father. “You can cancel the appointments.” I tell her, before catching up to my dad at the door.
“I can cancel your appointments, Mr. Harrison.” Danae says, picking up the phone. Damn! I can’t get the image of her stunning, naked body out of my mind. I’ll have to work on her temperament, though.
I ask dad more about his business on the drive to his house and he fills me in on what it’s like to represent super models. Of course, he doesn’t mention the transmitter, but he does make reference to it being a matter of who’s in control. When we get to his house, I’m surprised at its opulence. Dad lives in a fucking mansion! Who knew? I suppose mom does, but has chosen not to share it with me.
“Anybody home?” Dad calls, as we walk through the marble entryway. “She must be in the gym. Christina works out everyday.” He says, rolling his eyes, as he leads me through a huge living room with a vaulted ceiling. There’s a spiral staircase off to one side, with the railing extending along a balcony level hallway that runs the entire length of the living room. I assume the bedrooms are up there. It looks like something out of a movie. I’ve never seen a house like this.