With Richard still asleep I was able to dress for work as Roger requested. I didn't put on any panties and probably couldn't have worn a bra over my damaged breasts if I had wanted to. The blouse I put on had six buttons up the front and I was very careful to leave my breasts exposed identical to what Roger had required of me on Monday. I knew sooner or later my new attire would be noticed by everyone but I couldn't worry about that now. To be on the safe side, I inserted Rogers's toy into my vagina. I had to rub my slit with it to get it wet enough to push it past my clit.
I walked into Rogers's office promptly at 8. He looked up and said good morning Emily are you ready to meet my friend Johnson today. Not having a clue who he was talking about I closed and locked his door and said I would like that.
Knowing what Roger had expected of me the last 2 visits, I promptly started unbuttoning my blouse. Before I could remove my skirt he had me stand in front of him as he smiled and said you have such a beautiful rack. He then undid the clasp and zipper as I stepped out of my skirt and he said to me I am not sure yet wither I want you to shave the little blond tuft above your clit but I will let you know. As he ran his fingers thru my blond pubic hair he turned on the vibrator and watched with a big smile on his face as I fought the pleasure he was sending thru my pussy. I quickly succumbed and held myself up by wrapping my arms around Rogers's neck as he induced me to yet another dildo induced orgasm.
I was just starting to catch my breath when he asked if there was anything I wanted. I naively told him I want to meet your friend Johnson. Knowing what I had just asked and knowing I had no idea who Johnson was he said I am glad to hear that. So far the pleasure has been all yours. Johnson would like it if you reciprocated this morning as he pulled down his fly.
Realizing what I had just asked for I decided it was kind of inevitable that giving Roger a blow job would be on his list of demands sooner or later. I reached for his trousers, undid his belt and got on my knees as I removed his cock from his under ware. I looked up at his face and said you have a big boy here, I don't know if I can handle all of you but I am going to try my best to please you. Hoping to make him believe I wanted to do this for him, I tickled the underside of his balls with my fingertips as I used my other hand to lift the head of his monster to my lips.
After kissing and licking up and down his hardening cock, I took the ugly purple head into my mouth and continued my dissent into his depravity by sucking in about eight inches of Rogers manhood. Looking up to be sure he was enjoying what I was doing he said in almost a whisper that I not only have a magic tongue but my blue eyes looking up at him made it even hotter.
I realized there were still too many inches of cock on the wrong side of my lips and wondered how I could get it all into my throat. It was by far the biggest dick I had ever seen and I thought of how even with Richard, blow jobs were not enjoyable for me. I felt the large head of his prick against the back of my throat. Just as I started to gag, Roger held the back of my head and pushed his groin forward. His cock had only one place to go, and I couldn't stop it if I had wanted to. Once it passed through my gag reflex, I seemed to adjust. Roger started using my throat as his own personal fuck hole with no regard for my comfort. He started pounding in and out as hard as he could. I tried to look up at his face just as he looked down turned on the vibrator and told me not to spill any.
I had swallowed Richards load once, and disliked it so much that I had sworn I would never swallow again. Somehow that choice had been removed and as my own vibrator induced orgasm took over, Roger shot his load deep into my throat. I sucked greedily and in spite of the horrible salty taste actually forced myself to swallow spurt after spurt of Rogers cum.
When he was done with me, he turned off the vibrator and told me to get out. I wanted to ask him why he needed to treat me so mean but I kept my mouth shut and got dressed. After letting him adjust my blouse and fondle my swollen tits, I headed for the ladies room to clean up. Half way down the hall Roger started playing with the remote by turning it on and off. I had all I could do to keep my hands from reaching for my pussy and use just my pussy muscles to keep it from falling out.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful and except for a few unwanted comments about my tits. I actually managed to get some work done for the first time in days. My poor receptionist had to know something was going on but she never said anything. Just before quitting time she buzzed to tell me that Roger wanted to see me before I went home. I just shook with anger. So far, I had endured his 8 every morning abuse, but for the most part he had left me alone for the rest of the day. I didn't have any idea how I could endure him twice a day.
Most of the office had cleared out when just before six and with no other excuses to delay Roger I stepped into his office and closed and locked his door. He stood up and said that this morning was the best blow job I ever had, get on your knees and let's do it again.
This time as I finished, he removed the vibrator by reaching under my skirt and fingering it out. You were a good girl today so you can have the night off. I will put this back in place in the morning. I also wanted you to know that you have a date Friday night at 7 o'clock and I expect it will keep you up all night. I will give you the details later in the week, but I just thought it would be easier for you if you encourage Richard to accept today's job offer out on the west coast.
I looked at Roger and said with tears running down my face, I will do whatever you want me to do but please don't take Richard from me. Roger just smiled and said it would be easier for both of us if hubby was out of the way for a while.
I was devastated but without letting them hurt Richard I certainly couldn't tell my husband what had happened to me and I had to admit that Richard's pain pills were giving me the ability to hide my behavior from him.
By the time I got home, I had put on a bra and buttoned my blouse. Richard was sitting at the kitchen table when I walked in and said I don't know what is going on with you this past week but I have been offered a position in California by a reputable company and I am going to take it. I would like it if you gave notice and went with me but I have a feeling that it would be best if you dealt with your issues first.
I will be leaving Friday afternoon.
Dumfounded by the turn of events and knowing that I was probably watching the love of my life walk out on me, I tried my best to assure my husband that I loved him but that I couldn't join him at least for a while.
With my marriage falling apart, I headed for work Wednesday morning and walked down the hall to the man that had the power to destroy me, my husband and my marriage. After closing and locking his door, I proceeded with my morning assignment that had grown from letting Roger play with my tits, to letting him finger my pussy and now giving him my third blow job in 24 hours.
Devastated by the loss of my husband and falling apart from my life in disarray, I put a smile on my face and serviced Rogers's huge dick without any fight left. He had clearly broken me in just one short week. When was he going to let me go if ever.
After finishing with the best blow job I knew how to give, Roger handed me the dildo and told me to get out. Once I inserted it into my Vagina I waited obediently for Roger to test it, I proceeded to put on my clothes and stand in front of Roger as he fondled my healing nipples and adjusted the buttons on my blouse.
The only change in my morning appointment with Roger on Thursday and Friday was that on Friday when I got back to my desk, there was another video on my desk labeled Emily-blow job and a note that said I was supposed to meet a man named Fred at 7 o'clock. Directions to the hotel were included. I was instructed to wear conservative evening ware including under ware and to be in the lobby waiting at 7 sharp. Fred would know how to recognize me. I was being expected to treat this as a date and to be sure he seduced me without letting him know that I was doing this as a whore.
That word whore hit me really hard, realizing that I was becoming one. I also wondered what Fred would be like and what would happen to me if someone other than Fred picked me up. I decided I couldn't concern myself with all those things and that I would just try to be the best lay that Fred had ever experienced. I locked my door and played the tape during the afternoon. It had been edited in spots, but it showed me willingly undressing and telling Roger that I wanted to suck his cock. I just hoped that Roger was not sharing these videos with anyone else or that Richard would never see them.
Not wanting to upset Roger and with Richard gone, I worked until six on Friday evening and then with my overnight bag in the car, got to the hotel early and changed out of my slut clothes and removed the vibrator. I fixed my makeup and my hair, put my bag back in the car and got to the lobby about 15 minutes early. Just as I sat down to await my date, my cell phone rang. I was startled to hear Roger's voice and I immediately thought I had done something wrong. Instead he said Emily, I am sure I am going to be proud of you. Something else just came up and I need you to come to my house in the morning as I have another assignment for my slut. He gave me the address and hung up.