[Slob/Fat Dom, Netorare]

"Now. Remember what I told you before we left?"

"Don't look towards anybody but you, make sure I don't show interest in any of your coworkers, and if you catch me looking at your boss in particular, I'll find my balls in a vice. Honey, I know better than to trigger your insecurities."

"Since when did I give you permission to sass back at me, Daniel?"

"Since the day we were married, Amanda. You know I'd never cheat on you as long as I draw breath."

"Good. You better keep your word, you know how I am when I get denied."

"I know that very well, Honey."

The air inside the elevator was tense. Why wouldn't it be, considering the relationship between the two? Even if they were married, even if they had been together for a good few years, they were still like this. Mostly because the wife was so overly protective of her husband that she always seemed on edge whenever they went out.

Not that Amanda should feel protective. She was a beautiful woman, and a sexy one to boot. Long elegant blonde locks that brushed against her shoulder as they reached down to the pencil skirt that was just a few inches too short, letting anybody get a glimpse of the underside of her butt. But if you were looking at her from the front, it would be utterly impossible for you to look at anything except those massive melons that had popped at least two of her buttons already. Those enormous knockers were practically magnetic with the way they pulled your eyes toward them.

Her husband, Daniel, was hardly impressive compared to his wife. Sure he had a rather well-built figure and made sure to keep up to date with his exercise routine, but he was able to fit into a suit without much issue. He could show off just as much as his wife was, and get all the girls to look at his sweet chest and toned abs, but he didn't want to make her any more paranoid than she already was. By the time they were done at the office, they'd have to go home and make passionate love to make sure she didn't have a fit or anything...

At least it wouldn't be hard to keep his eyes on her. He was sure that there weren't going to be anybody as beautiful as her at the party. Even as the elevator pinged and the doors opened to reveal all of her coworkers, his heart was ready for anything that he would see.

That was what he had thought. But everyone that she worked alongside, from her underlings to her direct coworkers and even her boss... They were all extremely attractive. Some more than she was. And as his eyes started to drift towards them as the silent sound of his pants tightening began to increase in volume, he suddenly felt a vice grip around his chin and a steaming sense of fury from the woman standing at his side.

"Remember what I said, Daniel." She whispered into his ear as she pulled him close, before stepping outside after letting go of him, beams of positivity pouring off her form. She wasn't about to appear like a bitch in front of the girls that probably wanted to steal her hubby. At least not until they tried to make their move on him.

Daniel rubbed his jaw a bit, before doing the smart thing and just wandering towards the refreshments. Hopefully he could stay out of sight, maybe get a couple of slices of cake or something. Did they have some 'nog? That could probably help his nerves...

Amanda smiled as she watched her hubby slink off. There was no way that any of those bitches would try to worm their way in between the two. As long as she just put up a kind front as usual, then she would be totally okay-

"Well well! Look at that, you decided to pop in! Even though you know I'm the real queen of the office!"

A vein popped on Amanda's forehead as she turned towards the loud bitch that had just called out towards her. Her rival in the office, and the one woman she absolutely didn't want to see during this Christmas party. The one woman that knew how to get under her skin...

Selma. The fat bitch who somehow, despite how ugly she was, despite the moles that dotted her body, despite the rolls of fat popping out against her throat, despite the fact she didn't feel any sort of shame by wearing a tacky christmas sweater with 'HOE HOE HOE' printed across her tits, despite the fact that those saggy tits were so heavy that nobody should even dare to look at her with a generous look of affection, always managed to magnetize all the men in a ten foot radius towards her. Not to mention that she usually didn't walk around with that sweater on, she usually just had her shirt open for anybody to gaze upon her extremely sweaty cleavage and belly. She was a slob in every sense of the word, and the only reason she hadn't been kicked out of the company was due to her extreme results and the fact that the boss had been charmed by her disgusting looks.

"Ah. Selma. I didn't think you'd show up. I thought you and the boss would be at home, enjoying a nice hot steamy bath." Really, that's what Amanda wanted out of her. She wanted to see her get clean, even if that meant pinning her boss inside a steamy hottub. It was a disgusting mental image, but it was preferred to seeing her stink up the entire office just by existing.

"Well, I couldn't go without spreading some of my Christmas Cheer. Not like you'd know anything about that, you stuck-up bitch." Selma laughed, a bit of grease rustling free from her extremely greasy hair. "You're not even wearing anything resembling the spirit of Christmas! Get into the mood, before I make sure the boss really lights a fire under your ass!"

Amanda grit her teeth. As much as she'd like to tell her off, this was not the time to get into a shouting match. Because then Daniel would notice her, and she could feel that he wouldn't possibly be able to resist Selma. As much as she hated that woman, she wasn't very immune to it either. God, why couldn't she just pry her eyes away from those fat fucking sacks!?

"I thought that it'd be best to save the Christmas Cheer for when I got home. This is just a party, after all. We don't have any gifts to give." Amanda lied through her teeth again, laughing the best she could. "Now, I'd like to have a good evening. Could you just go bother somebody else?" Her real self poured through as she couldn't take the presence of that oversized slob any longer than she needed to.

Selma scoffed and laughed. "You're the only one here who really hates my guts, you know? Come to think of it, you're really behind on all your tasks too. Can you really afford to be partying, when you still have so much to do? Heh, maybe that's why you want to be alone. Because you want to go be lame and do work instead! Hah!"

Amanda narrowed her eyes and just ended up stepping away. She really didn't want to speak to that bitch any longer. She had already spent way too long looking at her for her own good. As long as she could just stand back and breathe and not worry about what might happen if she wasn't paying attention, maybe even go double check if that bitch had actually deleted her work so she'd be behind, then... Yeah.

Daniel had been watching a bit of that from afar. This was one of the first times in his married life where he got to see Amanda get completely and utterly out-dominated. Usually she was the one pushing people around. Especially himself. Maybe he should go check up on her. That would probably be a good idea, but... Mmm, if he did that then he'd probably bring attention to her, and...

"Hey there, handsome."

Daniel flinched as he heard a silky yet coarse voice. He didn't exactly recognize this voice, but he definitely felt like a weight was being pressed down on his shoulders. So much so that he was unable to really move. Right now he definitely needed Amanda. Not specifically because she'd be able to help him out of this situation, but because she needed to see this and find a way to help him.

For now, he just turned to face the one that had spoken to him, and he came face to face with Selma. That massive slob that his wife had argued against. He still didn't understand how somebody like that could work at an office like this, and still carry themselves around like they were at home every single hour of the day. Not to mention that the tacky sweater was really making it hard for him to concentrate, thinking of this big flabby bitch as a hoe was making him hard...

"You know where you're standing, handsome?" Selma asked, and the lonesome hubby shook his head. This caused the mole-riddled slob to point up towards the ceiling, where a single flimsy little mistletoe was dangling from a thread. Which could only mean one thing, and that became all the more obvious as Selma started to lick those fat lips of hers, putting a good deal of emphasis on the pine-scented lipstick she had smeared onto her lips earlier in the day.

There was nothing that Daniel could do as he was scooped up into those big flabby arms and pressed against that equally flabby body. There was nothing that he could do as she put her hand on the back of his head and pressed him in between her saggy udders. And there was nothing that he could do as she puckered those overly green lips as they descended towards his face.

He trembled and let out a moan as he felt the first kiss push up against his face. He could feel his body throbbing and his crotch threatening to break free from his pants. There was something about this kiss that just... It just tugged at his heart and made him want more. Even though he had never met this woman before...

"Hey! Selma! Get your hands off my husband!"

He didn't even really hear Amanda shout as she stomped over. It seemed like she had noticed the two. But he really couldn't notice her, not while that overwhelming scent of pine poured into his nostrils and the sight of that massive slob in front of him was sinking in further and further.

"Can't you see, Amanda?" Selma grinned as she pointed up towards the mistletoe. "I'm just following tradition. You know how it is. Maybe if you had bothered to let a bit of that Christmas Cheer into your heart, you would've seen it and taken the chance." Her grin widened, all as she adjusted the grip she had on the much smaller husband. Mmmph, it felt good to cradle somebody like him. Somebody that was so much smaller than her, and somebody that she could manipulate. It had been a long time since she had a chance like this.

Amanda watched as her fury built more and more. It was bad enough that Selma had to mock her and make her think she had been fucking up her tasks, but now she just had to try to claim her hubby? Did she have no fucking manners? Of course she didn't, she was a slob that thought she was the proverbial queen of the world, even if she had only been able to charm the people in the office. But she couldn't just walk over and break up that kiss. Not yet.

Daniel was trembling as he kept on getting kiss after kiss from that big slob. No, she wasn't a slob. The more she kissed him, the more he understood that she was the real beauty. There was something so desirable about somebody like her. Something that made the button on his pants pop open. He wanted her. He needed her. The more that he was getting covered in those smeared kisses, the more he desperately craved her... He wanted nothing but her. Amanda had all but disappeared within his mind, Selma was the only one he needed...

Selma locked herself inside the cute hubby's mind as she planted her lips straight onto his, letting her fat slobby tongue swab away at the inside of his mouth. She made sure that she had marked her proverbial territory by letting that tongue slide around as much as possible, before she finally pulled back as a trail of saliva connected their lips. A mark of love. A mark that he had probably never experienced from somebody as lame as Amanda...

"Okay, you've had your fun! Let go of him!" Amanda shouted. There was no reason for her to hold back now that she had noticed him. She wasn't going to let her get away with something like that. Not when she was this close to having a good Christmas with the man she loved. She had specifically wanted him to stay home because of this, but the guidelines for the party stated that if you had a partner, you had to br...

Oh, that's why. She had planned on stealing every single husband out from the nose of her coworkers. Now she was well and truly furious. Especially since Selma just started turning around and walking away from her. "WE'RE NOT DONE HERE, SELMA!"

"Why should I listen to a lame bitch like you?" Selma laughed as she disappeared into the deeper parts of the office. She didn't really need to listen to somebody like her. She had more than enough power over the dynamics of the office. If she wanted, she could get that woman kicked out at any time. But right now, she wanted something else. Something that revolved around that handsome man in her arms...

"SELMA!" Amanda shouted, but the slob didn't listen to her, nor was she able to see her as she got deeper into the offices. The crowd of other workers just got too thick for her to look through. So instead she was forced to just go rest against one of the walls and sigh, frustration pouring through her. She just had to go along with this stupid plan, not realizing that she was playing right into the palms of that bitch. Now she was stuck all alone at a lame Christmas party, and all she had to show for it was her wounded pride and her terrible mood.

The blonde woman ended up just walking over to one of the walls and resting against it, frustration still pouring out of every nch of her body. She wanted nothing more than to see that bitch get her comeuppance. But she knew that it wouldn't happen. She had practically everyone wrapped around her fingertips. Which meant that even if she tried to complain to the higher ups, that slob would probably just start kissing them until they did everything she said. If she hadn't done that already.

Amanda's eyes widened as she felt a vibration inside her bosom, prompting her to reach into her secret compartment and pull out her phone. Strange, somebody was trying to add her to a video call. Wait, no, that wasn't just somebody, that was Daniel! Had he changed his mind, was he going to share the screen as he told off that bitch? Come on, please be good news!

The color immediately drained from her face as she turned on the feed, and was greeted by the sound of a fat slut being rammed. Meat slapping against meat, with the feed being pointed straight towards the action. She almost felt sick looking at it, and yet she couldn't pry her eyes away.

There her husband was. Daniel, with his hands firmly squeezing into that fat slob's stomach as he was bent over her, ramming his cock into her hole as fast as he possibly could. The passion on display was even greater than anything he had ever done for her. He had always been so slow and so gentle when he fucked her. So why did this look so much hotter..?

"That's it! That's it, Daniel! Show her what you really like! Show her that she's just another uggo who's been trying to keep your heart all for herself! You love fat bitches like me, don't you! Fuck me harder if you think so!" In between every few moans, Selma cried out and made him betray his wife more and more, all while she bounced forward with such intensity that you could almost see gross droplets of chunky milk being spewed from the tips of her nipples.

And from what Amanda could see, he was doing exactly what she had asked of him. Ramming that hard cock of his straight into that greedy hole, pounding more and more. It was too humiliating to watch. But despite that, Amanda didn't switch away.

She just kept on watching. She had been cucked in every sense of the word, and yet she couldn't stop herself from watching. Her nethers were flowing over with juice as the frustration inside her started building. She didn't like it. She wanted nothing more than to steal him back. Even as she saw him cum all over her...

"Ugly bitch. Try packing on a couple of pounds, then come back." Selma's words echoed as the video came to an end, and Amanda's furious heart burned more and more.

She'd show that bitch... She'd get her man back, even if she had to end up a slob like her..!