The Seven Deadly Sins: Sloth - Sex Stories

The Seven Deadly Sins: Sloth

... unfaithful little cunt. How could you treat my daughter like this? When she's given you nothing but love and the greatest little girl in history."

Jane decided to chase after him for no other reason than to stop Peter from ending up in gaol for assault. He was clearly that angry. Mike broke his embrace when he heard the shout and stepped between his PA and the irate advancing man. His mind immediately jumped into crisis mode.

With no response from his target, Peter kept talking. "And you, Melissa, didn't you get married last year? What would your husband say if he knew his slut wife was meeting this shithead in a sleazy motel, huh? Would he be happy if he found out?"

Peter stopped three paces away from the boldly standing Mike and his cowering assistant, waiting for an answer to his questions. Mike had always found attack the best means of defence. His response came just as Jane caught up with her partner.

"You should know,Dad. Was your slut's husband happy when he found out you were boning her?" Mike indicated Jane with a flick of his head. "You're not really in a position to lecture me on morality, are you?"

Jane was stunned as the accuracy of those questions brought home her own situation. She had been outraged along with Peter when she saw Mike's PA arrive, dressed to fuck. Fiona would be devastated by the news. But Mike's simple words had thrown in her face the fact that she'd been the cause of her own outrage not that long ago. Sure, Dave hadn't ...

... caught her like this, but her betrayal of him was as obvious as that in front of her now. Once again, she caught the tiniest glimpse of what she'd done, and it severely dented her self-image as a decent person.

Peter stood rooted to the spot with his mouth opening and closing. The knowledge that he'd surrendered any moral high ground he ever had robbed him of the power of speech. He turned toward Jane, desperate for some reassurance that he was a fundamentally nice guy, but her head was hung low. She had her own demons to fight. By the time he turned again, Mike and his assistant had disappeared behind the closed motel door.

Peter and Jane were lost in their own thoughts on the drive back to his place. On arrival, Jane quietly rounded up her kids and left. Peter braced himself to tell his daughter the bad news. He was still consoling her at 9:00 p.m. when two child services officers knocked on the door with an order to temporarily remove the baby to a foster home. Mike had launched a coordinated attack, obviously pre-planned, with the goal of getting custody of his daughter. He'd accused Fiona of being an unfit mother. Only the intervention of her father's powerful legal team stopped disaster that night. It did distract them long enough, though, for Mike to complete the wrapping up of their joint finances and obtaining restraining orders, preventing Fiona from going home.

Like many people subject to such an assault, Fiona felt violated. She was learning and having to ...