“Think about it, Daryl,” a voice says and Dad’s eyes glaze over. He remains frozen in place with his cock half out of my sister’s pussy and his hand tightly gripping her hair. “Let go of her hair and pull out.” Danae walks into the picture and gives Dad instructions. He complies and Susan collapses on the floor next to the desk.
“It was, ‘Think about it, Daryl’ not ‘Think about it, Dad’. Are you alright?” Danae asks.
“I am now,” Susan answers. “You were just in time. How did you know the trigger?” She half smiles at Danae.
“I knew Nick had some kind of control over Daryl so I watched the video after one of his visits,” Danae answers.
“Another random act of carelessness,” I whisper to my sister.
“I’m glad you were careless this time,” she smiles. This explains why Danae lead us into Tracy’s office. I turn my attention back to the video.
Dad is standing naked in the center of the room as Danae helps Susan to her feet.
“I trusted you!” Susan says, tears streaming down her cheek. “I wouldn’t listen to Nick! I thought I knew better!” Susan slaps Dad’s face and then punches him in the stomach. Dad doubles over as Danae grabs Susan’s arm.
“Come on,” Danae says. “You need to get dressed and call Nick.” Danae stops the video and Tracy’s office falls into a dead silence.
“Fuck!” I say for lack of anything else to express my anger.
“You were right,” Susan says.
“I wish I wasn’t,” I answer, kissing the top of her head.
“I wish you weren’t, too, Nick,” Mom says. “Where is Daryl now?”
Danae pushes a button and the video feed from Dad’s office fills the screen. Dad is still standing naked in the center of the room.
“Perfect,” Mom says. “Turn off that monitor and wait for me in the lobby. Give me the transmitter, Nick.” Mom says. I hand her the transmitter and usher my sister into the hallway.
“What are you going to do?” I ask Mom as she squeezes between my sister and I on her way to Dad’s office.
“I’m going to make sure nothing like this ever happens again,” she says with a steely resolve. A few steps later she stops and turns around. “Who is the most trustworthy person in this company?” she asks. I look at Susan and we nod towards Tracy’s office.
“Danae,” we both answer. “She’s the one who helped Susan,” I add. Mom nods once, then turns around and disappears around the corner.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” I ask Susan as we sit side by side on the lobby sofa waiting for Mom.
“I’m fine, Nick,” Susan smiles. “My pride is more hurt than anything,” she says. “It wasn’t that bad physically, but it was a brutal assault on my psyche.” I squeeze her to me and kiss her hair.
“I wish I had never talked you into role playing that transmitter induced sex slave idea.” I tell her.
“It wasn’t your idea to keep it going like I did. In fact, if I remember correctly you tried to talk me out of it,” Susan smiles.
“I never should have let you go with him alone,” I say apologetically.
“You tried your best to stop me, Nick. If I had listened to you we wouldn’t be here,” she sighs. I think about it a minute and another thought occurs to me.
“If you had listened to me, Mom and Dad would still be getting back together,” I offer. “Look at it this way, you single handedly exposed Dad’s true nature. That’s more than the rest of us were able to do,” I smile.
“So, I’m like the heroine of this story, then,” she smiles a more genuine smile than I’ve seen on her since I got here.
“You’re always my heroine!” I announce.
“Let’s go,” Mom says abruptly entering the lobby and just as quickly leading the way out the front door. Susan and I follow her to the car and we all pile in. Mom nearly burns rubber leaving the parking lot and no one says anything for quite a while.
“I’m sorry, kids,” Mom says when we’re about halfway back to Uncle Harry’s house. “I guess I just wanted it to work out so badly that… I don’t know… maybe I was completely blind.” She glances over her shoulder at Susan and I in the back seat. “Forgive me?”
“There’s nothing to forgive, Mom,” Susan says. She’s lying across the seat with her head in my lap. “We were all sucked in by Dad’s bullshit. There is no way you could have known.”
“Nick knew,” Mom says quietly. “Sorry I didn’t listen to you, Nick.”
“I didn’t really know,” I respond, stroking Susan’s hair. “I think I was more jealous than perceptive,” I laugh.
“Finally, you admit it!” Susan pounces on my confession like a hungry cat but she’s smiling a gorgeous smile up at me.
“Yeah, I really didn’t think I was but…” Susan moves to get more comfortable and I rest my hand on her hip. “Are you sure you’re okay?” I ask quietly.
“I’m fine,” she smiles. “Dad’s got nothing on Earl.”
“Who’s Earl,” Mom asks looking at me in the rear view mirror.
“A friend of ours,” Susan answers cryptically, giving me a wink.
“We’re going to stop at Uncle Harry’s house, get our stuff and go home. Is that okay with you two?” Mom asks.
“Sounds great!”
I’m in the front seat, leaving Susan stretched out on the back seat when we leave Uncle Harry’s. Susan sleeps most of the way and I doze off and on. When we stop for gas, I get sodas for mom and I but we let Susan sleep.
“Want me to drive,” I ask Mom when she’s finished filling the gas tank.
“Sure, if you want to,” she answers, tossing me the keys.
“What did you do to Dad?” I ask as I ease the car back onto the highway.
“You mean besides making him effectively impotent?” Mom gives me a wry smile. “It seems that Danae is going to become a very effective whistle blower on your father’s illegal operation. Besides leading a prostitution ring, he will ultimately confess to extortion, blackmail and tax evasion. I think he’ll be spending the next few years in jail.”
“Wow! You pack quite a wallop!” I exclaim.
“You saw what he did to Susan,” Mom replies emphatically. “He deserves what he gets. I also gave him a suggestion of how to behave in prison that won’t make him very happy,” she says sheepishly. “I might have gone a bit overboard.”