From Company Vp To Bimbo Slut Ch 02

It was early in the day, not even noon, and I already learned I wouldn't be getting the promotion to CEO. Not only that, I am no longer the Vice President Of Marketing.

I am now the office slut and there is no going back. My boss, Mr. Warner, told me I've acted like a bitch ever since he promoted me. Andrew Allen, who will now be the new CEO, said to me I need to stop acting and dressing like a prude. Not only that, he shared with Mr. Warner over golf that he fucked me on our business trip.

Instead of storming out of the boardroom and filing a sexual harassment lawsuit. In tears, I let Mr. Warner fuck me while I sucked Andrew Allen's cock. I got on all fours on the boardroom table and let them both take me while they degraded me and used me for their pleasure.

My body and mind betrayed me. They told me what a good slut I was being. Andrew laughed and said to Mr. Warner, "I told you this is what she needs." He asked if I enjoy being a slut for them? I encouraged them, my tears gone, my body shaking in orgasm, wanting more, telling them, "I love being your their slut."

Demoted to Andrew's personal assistant. Both men have now fucked me. I submitted all my power to them. It felt like someone lifted a weight off me. I was changed forever, and there was no going back.

Walking down the hall after being taken by two men. I felt like electricity was running through my body. I felt exposed, a sexual satisfaction that until this morning I have denied myself. My mind was almost blank. The arousal I was feeling took over any worry I had about my job. I wasn't thinking about my family or my husband. My body felt empty. All I wanted was to feel their cocks slide inside me again. It was temping to turn around and go back to both men and beg them for more.

I had to get away from the office. I needed to pamper myself. So I booked the rest of the day at a Chic Medi Day Spa. Advertised as the one stop place for all your beauty needs. This place even has a full gym.

Smiling, with my blazer off, I walked with my head up. Without a bra on, my tits clearly visible through the fabric of my blouse. I can feel the eyes of guys on me as I walk by them. I feel sexy and desirable. Something I haven't felt in years. My mind only on sex, looking at guys staring at me, wondering if I would let them fuck me.

At the spa, I meet with the concierge and aesthetician Valerie. A beautiful woman with perfect features, she could be the cover model for the spa. I bet you no man has ever called her prude. Her short skirt, big ass fake tits looking perfect in every way. Not only did Andrew and Mr. Warner call me a prude, they said I had been acting like a bitch and needed a regular fucking! Their words cursing through my head, causing my body to tingle and my pussy to get wetter.

Valerie snapped me out of my thoughts with her sweet smile. I had ordered a beauty package when I booked online, and Valerie wanted to know what services I wanted. I told her I wanted to work out in the gym, get my nails done, a facial, eyebrows waxed and my hair blown out, explaining to her I was attending a banquet dinner for my company and wanted to look my best.

"We offer all those treatments in our day spa area. Are you interested in any medical spa treatments?"

I told her I hadn't thought about any medical treatments and asked what some options are giving I am attending the dinner? Valerie told me I could get a light chemical peel, like a facial, but with much more significantly improving results. She also suggested I might like the results from a Juvederm treatment. I asked her what that was? She explained to me that Juvederm is a natural substance lip filler that would be injected with a syringe to improve the volume and shape of my lips.

Feeling aroused with a desire to look more sexy. I told Valerie it has been so long since I have prioritized myself and my looks. That I wanted to do as much as we could fit in. I also noticed she had eyelash extensions and asked her about those. She told me they take about 2 to 3 hours, so I didn't have time, but I should absolutely do it and she would book an appointment the following week for me. In the meantime, she said she would have the day spa put fake eyelashes on me and those would last for my next appointment. They could even do my make-up. Valerie said she loves eyelash extensions because you have to get them refilled every two-three weeks, so it helps maintain a regular beauty routine.

I really liked her. After a quick gym workout, I showered and had my chemical peel, which Valorie did. She talked to me about all the treatments at the spa and told me how nice my skin was. I asked her if she was also going to do my lip fillers?

"No, you will get to meet Dr. Carlos for that. You will love him. He is the best plastic surgeon in the country."

I giggled and told her I didn't know I'd be seeing a plastic surgeon. Dr. Carlos was very professional. A good looking middle-aged man with salt and pepper hair and a strong-looking body. I wonder what it is like having a job like his sculpting women's bodies.

"So Riley, before we get started, are you aiming for subtle volume or a more dramatic transformation with these fillers?"

Looking at Valery, then back to Dr. Carlos, I wasn't sure. I had put no thought into this before agreeing to getting it done.

"Most times Riley, women choose a subtle volume first, less noticeable. Then come back in wanting a more dramatic transformation. Look at Valery, for example. You see, a noticeable lip volume, definition, and shape."

Valery smiled at Dr. Carlos.

"You can see looking at her breast as well, where some women go for a natural more subtle look. Valery has very round, ultra high profile implants that allowed her to go larger, a much less natural look but more appealing."

She smiled again and thanked him for his compliment. I couldn't help but think she might be fucking her boss as well. I looked at her, admiring both her lips and her breasts. Valery looked amazing.

"I'll go with the more dramatic transformation."

"Great choice Riley. You won't regret it," Dr. Carlos said, smiling at me.

He told me to sit back and relax. He was going to numb my lips, then the process would only take 30 minutes, and I'd see immediate results. It only stung a little when he started.

He caught me off guard when he told me he noticed I was not wearing a bra. That he admires that confidence in a woman.

"It's sexually appealing to see your nipples on display, Riley. Have you thought about breast implants?"

I giggled. His boldness a shock, but also a turn on. I was about to tell him I normally wear a bra but decided not to get into that story. Looking down, surprised how see through my blouse is.

"Yes, a little I guess. I've thought about it. I think all women do."

"Do you like the attention I'm giving your breasts?"

I smiled. "I do yes."

Dr. Carlos smiled back, letting me know that he was done with my lip fillers. He told me that the results at first might be a little shocking, but he was confident once I got over the initial shock, I'd love the results. There might be some bruising, but it's nothing that can't be covered up with a little lipstick. He handed me a mirror.

My lips looked big, puffy and full.

Dr. Carlos explained to me that a woman's lips are the most sexual aspect of her face. That the lips are an erogenous zone therefore plays a crucial role in kissing and, of course, in other acts of intimacy. That with my fuller and more beautiful lips, as soon as I walked out of the office, I'd feel more confident and self-assured.

I looked like a diffrent person in the mirror. I liked what I saw, but it was unfamiliar.

"You look absolutely amazing!" Valery giggled and smiled.

"You really do Riley." Dr. Carlos added. He told me not every woman is as lucky to have as much natural beauty as I do. That enhancing my natural beauty will help me focus my energy on being a purely sexual being.

"It is a great first step, Riley."

"First step?"

"Yes, it looks like you have an appointment already made for next week. I'd love to talk to you more about breast augmentation and do a first consult if that is okay with you?"

I was caught off guard. Everything was feeling rushed. I came here just to relax and get my thoughts off of my husband, my job, and the fact I was a complete slut this morning.

Dr. Carlos interrupted my thoughts once again.

"Here, let Valery show you. Valery pull up your top so Riley can see your incredible results enhancing your natural beauty."

Valery didn't hesitate. She pulled up her top. I could tell she had large fake tits when I met her, but I didn't realize what she was hiding underneath. Massive, stunning, beautiful breasts, large and perfectly round. Not only that, they emphasize her pretty much flawless body shape even more. Making her waist look tiny and her hips curvy.

"Isn't she perfect?" smiled Dr. Carlos. "Feel them. She doesn't mind. She loves me showing her off."

Valery smiled and giggled. "Of course I don't mind."

I rubbed my hands along the roundness, feeling how firm they are. They looked great and felt amazing. I loved her confidence. Dr. Carlos told me she loves the attention. That not too many girls can look like she does, perfect in every way.

He stroked his hand over my breast as I felt hers. Lightly rubbing my nipples. "You radiate sexual energy, Riley. You are now on a journey of beauty and infinite pleasures."

He placed a thumb on my lips. "This was the first step of your dramatic transformation," I stuck my tongue out, licking the tip of his thumb. He moved his hand back down to my right breast and cupped it. "This is the next step of your dramatic transformation. Your body is exceptional, you and Valery are a lot a like. Think about it over the next week. We will book the consultation and you can cancel it if you choose."

Dr. Carlos got up and left. My pussy was dripping. I wanted to feel him inside me and he just got up and left. Ashley pulled her top down. "I'll make an appointment for the consultation. My advice is not to think too much, just trust Dr. Carlos." She giggled. "He doesn't respond to most girls like that. He sees something bigger in you."

Finishing the day at the spa, I got my nails done in a bold red. I had my eyebrows waxed, my make-up fully done with the addition of the fake eyelashes completed with a hair blowout.

I stepped into the sunlight, my long blond wavy hair bouncing over my shoulders, feeling like a new woman. My lips feeling swollen and overly inflated. I felt sexy. Already looking forward to next week's appointments at the Chic Med and Day Spa.

It was 4pm, giving me time to do one more errand, a new dress. The one I had planned to wear all week was a full length black conservative prude dress. Yes, I wanted to look sexy for Andrew and Mr. Warner and it felt really fun.

Going home was the hardest part of the day. The day had now felt like a fantasy and driving home to my husband. I had to accept reality. That I've cheated on my him. I definitely didn't want to lose my marriage, but I had to let him know. To tell him I didn't plan on stopping.

Cam's eyes stared at my face as I stepped inside, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. Dressed in slacks, he looked like he was already getting ready for our night out.

"Are the kids here?" I asked.

"No, I dropped them off early at your parents." Pausing, "I love what you have done with your lips, Riley!" he complimented, his gaze fixed on my fuller lips. "Wow, you look incredible." His approval washed over me, easing some of the tension I felt about the conversation I needed to have with him. I could see he meant it. He really liked my new look.

Taking a deep breath, tears flooded my eyes. "Cam, there's something I need to tell you," I started, my voice barely above a whisper. He looked at me with a strange calmness that I hadn't expected. Before I could continue, he spoke, "I know you're cheating on me, Riley. Is it with Andrew?"

I looked at him, "Yes, Andrew... but not just Andrew. How did you know?"

"It's okay, Riley." his words stunned me into silence. He stepped closer, his eyes searching mine. "I've seen the changes in you, and now this. It's just obvious. I'm disappointed, but I'm not mad. I always figured you were cheating on me, a big-shot businesswoman traveling mostly with men. Isn't that part of the job?"

I laughed. "No Cam, it wasn't supposed to be part of the job, but yes, I guess it is now." Tears started welling up again. "That's the thing. I'm not going to stop."

Cam leaned into me, placing his head on my shoulder. "Who else besides Andrew? I thought about you two fucking many times, but I didn't think there were others. Who else?"

Feeling a confusing swirl of emotions, I stuttered, "You thought about me with Andrew?" My voice broke. "I've been with Mr. Warner too."

Cam's voice rose slightly. "Mr. Warner? He's married and over 25 years older than us, Riley. He could be your father."

Tears rolled down my cheeks again. "I'm married too Cam. Are you going to leave me? I understand if you do, but I don't want you to. I love you."

Cam kissed my cheek gently. "No, I will never leave you, Riley. Look at you. You're more beautiful than ever." He paused and shook his head. "Really, Mr. Warner? That is so fucking hot." He was shaking with emotions.

His comment threw me off guard. I giggled. Before I could respond, Cam grabbed my hand and brought it to his dick. It surprised me to feel his dick hard against my hand. He looked into my eyes. I saw he liked it. He liked what I was telling him.

"I stay home and take care of the house, the kids while you're at work, while you travel, and I fantasize about you with other men while I lay in bed. I fantasize about you with Andrew and every time it makes me cum."

"Oh, Cam." I held him close, feeling the vulnerability in his confession. I brought his lips to mine, and we kissed. First slowly, then more passionately. I asked if it felt diffrent kissing me with my new lips? He told me it felt much better, commenting on how much sexier I look. In between kisses, I told him I would no longer be Vice President of the company and that Andrew got the promotion to CEO. I admitted I was happy for Andrew and realized I was overworking myself for no reason, for the simple sake of trying to compete with men.

As I went down on Cam. I brought his dick into my mouth. It felt like my lips wrapped around the whole shaft. It had been a long time since I gave him a blowjob and I was happy to please him. His dick fit nicely in my mouth. It just hits the back of my throat and is easy to suck on without gagging. He orgasmed quickly and with a lot of intensity. Pretty sure it was one of his most intense orgasms he ever had. We laughed and joked about me being a slut. Cam told me if it makes me happy and if this is how I was now going to look, Mr. Warner was right. I should listen to Andrew and do as he says.

I did sense a hint of jealousy. Cam asked me if Mr. Warner and Andrew were better in bed than him. Since we were both being honest, I told him they were. "They make me feel incredible. They fucked me so good, and it's all I've thought about," I explained. I told him that when he and I have sex, it's just that...sex, or making love. But Mr. Warner and Andrew, they are different. They fuck me like they own my body and bring out the slutty side of me that had been dormant since I married him. There cocks hit places that make me orgasm instantly that his doesn't.

Cam had gone all out on a black suit, including vest, dress shoes and tie. He looked fantastic. "You should dress like this more often, I teased. You know I'm not getting the promotion, right?"

He laughed. "It feels good to dress up, unlike you. I'm home with the kids all the time and don't get the opportunity much. You look fucking hot. I love what you have done with your lashes, your lips and make-up. Everything! I can't get over how beautiful you look and this dress. Wow!" He said, placing a hand on my hip.

The dress I purchased was the sexiest dress I have worn since I had kids. Spaghetti straps, serene blue, its rushed fabric hugging the curves of my body. Just above the knees with a front that dipped low, revealing my cleavage. Feeling insecure, I teased with Cam. "I just wish I had bigger boobs to better fill this dress."

Cam kissed me on the cheek. "Your boobs are perfect, and you look more than amazing!"

I shared with him how I was so turned on at the Medi-Spa that I thought the doctor was going to fuck me and how much I wanted him to. I told Cam I have an appointment with him next week for a breast augmentation consultation and that since Cam seems to like the slutty me. Getting a boob job is appealing. He told me I am perfect the way I am.

Cam and I made our way into the banquet room. I felt very alive, women and men admiring my dress with compliments how good I looked and smiles. Men from the office letting their eyes linger on me for a moment too long, checking me out from head to toe. I loved the attention.

I spotted Andrew across the room. His smile and his gaze unapologetically roamed over my body. Smiling back, I felt a wave of excitement rush through my body. Grabbing Cam's hand tight, I led us towards Andrew.

"Good evening," Andrew said. "You both look stunning tonight, especially you, Riley. You have never looked more beautiful. Did you do this all for me?" He complemented me, embracing me with a tight hug while discreetly rubbing his hands up my body and over my breasts. I looked at Cam, then back at Andrew. I smiled, "I did."

"Good girl," He whispered. "Wow, and these lips for me too? It's hard not to kiss you right here in front of everyone. You look fucking amazing."

I giggled, loving his attention. Breaking the hug, I looked over at Cam, making sure he was okay with how Andrew was touching me. Cam just smiled. Andrew shook hands with my husband. We made small talk with him and others around as Andrew explained that Cam and I would sit at his table. The three of us made our way to the corner, where a small round table with four chairs awaited us. "Is anyone else joining our table?" I smiled at Andrew.

"No, just the three of us. Why don't we take our seats and enjoy a little wine?" Andrew suggested. He took my hand and led me to a seat, then sat right next to me, leaving the other seats open for Cam.

Andrew lifted his glass and smiled at me. "A toast to my newest personal assistant and the sexiest lady in the room."

Cam looked at me. I smiled at him, wandering if he was going to say anything. I couldn't help but size the two of them up. Andrew was taller, more cocky, with a square, handsome face. Cam keeps himself in shape, running and lifting weights. I love him and he is the type of man you marry, kind, sweet, and gentle. Andrew clearly was enjoying being in control.

The menu was pretty simple, with three choices. Andrew ordered me the salmon over salad and himself the streak, asking Cam if he'd be having a steak to which Cam didn't argue with. On stage, the company awards were starting, but Andrew paid little attention to them. His attention was fully on me and I liked it.

"So, Cam, what's it like being married to a woman who has been so successful?" Andrew asked.

"It's great." Cam replied, "Riley is the reason our family gets to live such a comfortable life."

Andrew took a sip out of his wine. "What is it you do again?" he asked

"He stays at home and takes care of our family." I interrupted

Andrew placed his hand on my thigh and looked at me with his piercing stare. "Riley, be a good girl and never speak unless spoken to."

"That is right, I am a stay at home father, Andrew. When Riley's career took off and we had children, it made financial sense for her to continue to work and for me to stay home and care for the house and children." Cam spoke up defensively. He has had to have this conversation with people many times who don't understand that Cam shifted his schedule to support me, becoming the stay at home dad. Unlike traditional dynamics, we seamlessly transitioned into this new dynamic.