Abigail strolled confidently across the street towards the gleaming glass high-rise that contained Seltzler Industries, her new “employer”.
In reality she was going undercover, as a special agent she had the skills and knowledge required to crack even the most secretive organizations, and she’d done so many times in the past.
She had easily breezed through the interview for the VP of Marketing, charming the CEO and the VP of Sales, and getting the offer later that same day. She was just as confident that she’d be able to get to the bottom of her investigation just as quickly.
Seltzler Industries was a major defense contractor, and the anonymous tips they’d been receiving of unusual awards of contracts had to be investigated.
Abigail pulled open the glass door as she strode into the main lobby and right up to the front desk, “Hello, Abigail Heartford, I’m the new VP of Marketing.” she declared and the security guard nodded.
“Of course Miss Heartford, we’ve been expecting you. Please head up to the 9th floor.” he replied and waved her to the bank of elevators after handing her a security passcard.
She nodded back and made her way quickly to the elevators and up to her new office.
Abigail rubbed her forehead and blinked several times, she looked up from her computer screen and was surprised to find the rest of the office empty and dark. She spun around on her chair and looked out her office window that gave a spectacular view of the city and frowned.
It too was dark, expect for the points of light that dotted the cityscape.
She sighed and slumped back in her chair, shaking her head, she let herself relax for a moment before sitting back upright and locking her computer.
She’d been working at Seltzler for three weeks and she hadn’t gotten a single step closer to finding out what was going on than the day she’d walked in. There was definitely something going on, that was for sure, but she couldn’t find a shred of hard evidence to prove it.
She had lots of suspicions, like the inconceivably high number of old white men in positions of authority, and the similarly high number of young beautiful women in positions of subservience. If she didn’t know better she would have thought she was working in some 1950’s dystopia.
It was the absolute dichotomy of it really was strange. The men were too manly, the women too womanly. There were no just “normal” people working there, everyone was one extreme or the other.
She got up and headed home, another wasted day behind her, she was looking forward to a good nights rest.
At least she hoped it would be, the last couple of nights had been… strange. Dreams she couldn’t quite remember, but that she knew were… sexual in some way. She’d woken up in the middle of the night, drenched in sweet, but flush with pleasure as well.
Perhaps she needed to dig out her trusty dildo and relieve some of her frustration. A smile crossed her face and she committed herself to doing just that.
Abigail walked carefully into the office, she’d been off for two weeks and this was her first day back and she wasn’t used to her new shoes yet.
Or the two large mounds that now adorned her chest.
A smile crossed her puffy lips as she stopped and gave her tits a little jiggle before continuing on. After three months of relentless work trying to track down what was going on at Seltzler Industries she’d needed a break.
Between the long hours doing the Seltzler had hired her too, more hours trying to find evidence of any wrong doing, and then even more hours masturbating at home, she was spent.
That first night she’d taken out her trusty dildo had been the first good nights sleep she’d had in days, but it didn’t last long. Soon enough she was waking up and tossing and turning, until she’d given in and masturbated again. Now, she had to masturbate at least an hour a night before she could drift off to sleep.
At the start, she’d gone to her regular thoughts while masturbating; strong virile men, movie stars, rock stars, etc. that she dominated and ravished herself.
That hadn’t satisfied her for long, and her fantasies had started to stray to older men, men of power, men who were in charge… men she let ravish her.
The first time she’d fantasies about Ken Seltzler, the CEO, she’d been shocked and had tried to stop, but she had been too close and she’d orgasmed with his image firmly in her mind. She’d promised herself she wouldn’t do that again, it was unprofessional, he was likely behind whatever was going on at Seltzler, she could be having such thoughts about him.
She broke her promise just a few nights later and these days he was in all her fantasies. Fantasies of her at his feet looking up in awe of his dick. Fantasies of her hanging off his arm, giggling and shaking her big fake tits at everyone that passed by. Fantasies of her being a dumb blond sex bunny, eager to please him in every way she could.
A shiver of pleasure ran over her body just as the elevator binged and the doors opened, letting her out and head for her office. She sat down behind her desk, turned on her computer and started work for the day.
“As you can see Sir, marketing engagement is up 30% and sales 10% since I started the new campaign.” Abigail said as she stood beside the large monitor hanging on the CEO’s wall.
Ken nodded and smiled at the results, but Abigail really hoped he was smiling at the massive cleavage she was showing off in her tight red top.
“That’s good news Abigail. I knew you were the right person for the job when I hired you. Keep up the good work.” Ken said and Abigail smile and nodded before collecting her things.
“Is there anything else Sir?” she asked.
Ken shook his head and she turned and started to walk towards the door.
“Oh… just one thing Abi.” Ken called out just as she was about to open the door.
Her whole body quivered and a giant smile crossed her lips. She turned around and cocked her head to the side a bit as a giggle escaped her lips.
“Uhm, like, what’s that Kenny? giggle” in a little high pitched voice the screamed bimbo.
Abi let out a squeal and wiggled her ass towards Ken, “OH MY GAWD! Like I thought you’d never ask!”
She quickly got between his legs and dropped to her knees, her fingers quickly extracting his dick from his pants, and her lips wrapping around it.
Abi sat by the pool across from the two men that were sitting under the shade of an umbrella and sipping expensive drinks.
She was so glad that Kenny had finally fired her from that boring old job and let her come to his place full time. It let her wear skimpy little outfits that showed of her body all the time, but especially when he had guests over.
She knew both men sitting at the table of course, Kenny was on the right and gawd she really wished she was over there under the table so she could suck his cock!
The second man was George, the director of the law enforcement agency she used to work for as well. His cock would be great to suck on too.
“Any problems with her resignation at the agency?” Ken asked.
“Not at all, as far as the agency was concerned she’d been awol for six months, HR didn’t even want to do an exit interview.” George replied.
Both men chuckled and toasted their glasses.
“You know, she was actually a really good VP of Marketing. I’m having her ideas implemented even now, I was almost sad to lose her.”
George huffed, “Well, you didn’t have to have her working under you while all the while trying to take your job.”
“True, true. I guess it’s all a matter of perspective. I do appreciate the heads up though on her intention to investigate me.” Ken replied.
“Not a problem, what are old college buddies for if not to help out their friends?” George asked.
Both men chuckled some more and toasted each other again.
“Is that interrogation software every going to be ready by the way?” George asked.
Ken frowned and shook his head, “You know, we just can’t seem to get it to work when the subject knows they’re being interrogated.”
Ken waved his hand across the pool at Abi, “Give me a couple of months with an unsuspecting mind and I can do wonders, remake every little thing about a person, make them want to tell you all their secrets. But as soon as their defenses go up… nothing.”
Ken let out a sigh and then smiled again, “Speaking of which… Abi, come over here please.”
Abi’s whole body shiver as she stood up and eagerly walked around the pool to the table where the two men were seated. She arrived and stood between them, pushing her tits out and cocking her hip to the side.
“giggle Like hi! giggle” she exclaimed.
“Abi, you remember George don’t you?” Ken asked.
“Oh my god, like, of course! Like, how have you been?” she aske and bend over at the waist, shaking her tits for a moment before spreading out her arms and giving George a big hug, her mellons firmly planted at each side of his head.
When she finally let go, George had a big smile on his face, “I’ve been well Abi, how about you?”
She pouted before she answered, “Like, I’ve been sooooo horney! Do either of you have a cock I could suck?”
Both men chuckled again but Abi didn’t know what was so funny, fortunately Ken reached out and grabbed her ass so she could stop wondering.
“Not yet, but soon.” Ken said and then pulled her back towards him until she plopped her ass down on his lap.
“George here is an old friend of mine, but he’s been very lonely lately. He really could use someone to suck his cock on a regular basis.” Ken said.
“Like, I looooove to suck cock on a regular basis! giggle“
“I know you do Abi, I know you do. That’s why I was thinking you could spend some time with George at his place. So you could suck his cock as often as he wants you too. He might even squeeze your titties and fuck your pussy if you ask him nicely.”
Abi bounced up and down on Ken’s lap, “Oh my god please squeeze my titties and fuck my pussy! Please! Please! giggle” she cried out.
Both men chuckled again but Abi hardly noticed.
Soon she and George were leaving together and she could hardly wait for him to fuck her like the dumb blonde sex bunny she was.
