
Terri
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Terri pulled her car to the shoulder of the road again. For the eighth
time, she had been blinded by tears and was crying so hard she could not
continue driving.

Wiping her eyes, she reached over to the passenger seat of her
car.Retrieving the small stack of papers, she read the first few lines and
confirmed that they were, indeed, real. As they had been the first dozen
times she had read them, in disbelief.

The pretty blonde had been minding her own business, preparing for another
humiliating day at the hands of Danielle. Her boss was being especially
cruel these past few days. Terri figured it was jealousy because Danielle
had found out about her and Carrie. Not that Terri had any say in what
Carrie or anyone else did to her...but Danielle took it out on her just the
same, having lusted after the redhead for several years without any luck.

She'd been minding her own business that morning, when a knock came at the
door. That was when she had been served.

Now, her heart felt like it had been ripped from her silicone-enhanced
chest. Divorce! Steven wanted a divorce! And it was all Danielle's
fault.Danielle had seen to it. She hadn't followed through on her threats
to send Steven the videotapes of some of Terri's extramarital
performances,but Steven would have to have been blind not to know that
something was going on. Terri's sizzling, slutty wardrobe, which would have
put a callgirl to shame. The late night calls from men asking for Terri.
Terri going out every night, slipping quietly into bed in the early morning
hours, always too tired to do anything for her husband. All thanks to
Danielle. Danielle,turning Terri into a callgirl. Danielle, keeping Terri
after work for hours on end, making her perform over and over again until
she used her tongue just right. Danielle, escorting Terri to a picnic
ground, and making her burn all her old clothing in a fire barrel...only
cheap, slutty clothes for our Terri! Danielle, making arrangements for her
friend Carrie to be temporarily assigned to work in Steven's office.
Carrie....

Carrie
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The redhead had watched the house from her car, parked across the
street.She'd seen the car with the well-dressed, lawyerly looking man drive
up,seen him go to the front door and knock. She'd seen him deliver a large
manila envelope to the woman who answered the door, then turn around and
walk briskly back to his car, ignoring the questions being directed at him
with rapidly increasing volume by the blonde woman who had answered the
door. The blonde had chased the man to his car, screaming at him and
pleading for an explanation. She'd watched the man drive away, noticing
that he pulled his car to the curb about a block away, and out of sight of
the sobbing blonde, to complete some paperwork. Carrie had watched the
blonde stagger back into her house in shock. The redhead had seriously
considered going into the house and raping the blonde, to punctuate her
grief and humiliation even more, but in the end had decided to leave things
as they were. About thirty minutes after that, the door to the house had
opened, and the slut who was married to Carrie's man had come out, gotten
in her car, and drove off in tears.

Carrie then got out of her car and went to the front door of the house.She
searched momentarily until she found the key she knew was hidden
there.Letting herself in to the now empty house, she headed straight for
the master bedroom and opened the closet which contained her man's wife's
wardrobe.(Would that make her my "wife-in-law"? the vivacious redhead
giggled to herself.) In the far back of the closet, she found the item she
was looking for, wrapped in plastic from the cleaners and having not been
worn for several years. Ripping the plastic away, Carrie stripped naked and
then began dressing in the clothing she had picked out.

Then the redheaded homewrecker laid down in the middle of the bed, clad in
Terri's white wedding dress, and masturbated, waiting for her man to come
home.


Danielle
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Danielle tried to concentrate on the paperwork in front of her. She was
finding it increasingly difficult because of what Terri was doing under her
desk. Taking a deep breath, the young saleslady forced herself to focus on
the pages upon pages of contracts...and away from the tongue which was
working her over sooooooo expertly, down below.

It probably would have been easier to order the blonde to stop, and take a
rain check on the "afternoon delight" Terri was giving her boss.But the
young assistant had had a VERY poor attitude lately, and Danielle was
determined to set her straight. A glance under the desk confirmed that her
assistant was still dutifully reaming her ass with the 8" dildo she had
been provided with.

Terri's need for an attitude adjustment had begun three days earlier,when
the staff had decked out the office for the holidays. The office had come
to a complete halt, reveling in the sight of the office bimbo climbing a
step ladder to hang decorations and ornaments from the ceiling, clad in a
black miniskirt. Once the task was done, Terri had slinked back to her
desk, failing to note the mistletoe which someone had hung from the ceiling
directly above her. It took her the rest of the day to figure out why the
men (and a few of the women) in the office kept grabbing her and roughly
forcing their tongue into her mouth. The blonde bimbo had then taken the
mistletoe down, drawing a reprimand from Danielle, who had ordered her to
put it back up, and to remove her panties and hang them up there with it.
Following this episode, many of the kisses were accompanied by hands
wandering under Terri's skirt.

This morning, the dumb blonde had been in tears when a process server had
paid her a visit, serving Terri with notice that Steven was filing for
divorce. Danielle and Angela had spent the morning cruelly referring to
this as Terri's "early Christmas present". Terri had finally
exploded,declaring that she wasn't going to put up with Danielle's
blackmail any longer.

Danielle had then politely reminded her delectable servant of the illegal
things she had done, including corporate espionage and prostitution.
Failing to mention, of course, that it was Danielle herself who had forced
Terri to do all of these things. And when Terri still didn't calm down,
Danielle had brought out the Christmas cards.

The "Christmas cards" consisted of rather plain holiday greeting cards,each
with "Season's Greetings" embossed on the front. Inside, however,each card
contained a unique picture. And of course, each card was addressed to
someone Terri knew. Pictures of Terri masturbating, half-dressed in a
business blazer--addressed to various former coworkers and business
associates.A picture of Terri, bathed in cum and sweat, with cocks in every
orifice,addressed to Terri's grandmother in Phoenix. An entire package of
pictures,addressed to Terri's soon to be ex-husband, completely documenting
the  blonde's illicit activities by showing her screwing dozens of men and
women.("The divorce court should find these VERY interesting," Danielle had
remarked.)

Danielle had threatened to mail the Christmas cards, and of course the
begging, pleading, crying and apologizing had begun. As Terri's tongue
worked at her crotch, the villianess reflected that the funnest part of
having Terri as her assistant was the begging, pleading, crying and
apologizing.This pleased the brunette, who was sure that there would be
much more of it later tonight, when Terri would be forced to watch Danielle
drop the Christmas cards into the mail for real.

All in all, by the time the night was over, Danielle mused, Terri's entire
life would be destroyed. Steven had filed for possession of the house (at
Carrie's insistence), and the pretty redhead homewrecker was at this moment
moving her things in, and carelessly tossing aside Terri's possessions.
Terri wouldn't be homeless, however...she would be moving in with Danielle!
Who would then make use of the ruined blonde till she grew tired of the
game...at which point Terri would be packed into a crate and shipped to one
of Danielle's contacts in the Middle East, where the hapless girl would
spend the remainder of her life serving as a harem slave.

But that was all in the future, in the new year yet to come. Enjoy the
present, and all the joy it brings, the wicked brunette chided herself.

Danielle's thoughts turned to the company Christmas party, later this
evening. There would be plenty of food, plenty of drinks, and gifts for
all. Santa Claus wouldn't be able to make it, being very busy and all,but
rumor had it that one of his elfs might make it to the party. A very slutty
elf, whose green minidress, matching holiday green thong, and festive red
36-DDD bra would no doubt end up lying forgotten on the floor very early in
the evening.

The very thought, coupled with the intensive tongue lashing she had been
receiving from Terri over the past several hours, made the evil brunette
cum. The first cum of many for this evening.
