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"Uh, um, I-I... No, I..." I stuttered.

"Oh, come on, sweetheart, you deserve it. After all, you've been such a good girl." he said, grabbing my ass tightly, squeezing it. Then, he whispered in my ear, "You better be a good girl, or else..." He squeezed my ass harder. "I don't think you wanna find out why my wife is afraid of me, right, Margie?"

I gulped nervously. "O-okay, sir." I said quietly, blushing deeply.

"Oh, don't call me sir! Call me Daddy." He grinned, letting go of my ass and looking at the man in the suit. "If anything happens to her, you're fired."

"Y-yes, sir!" the man said, nodding his head quickly and walking towards me.

"Have fun, Margie." he said, waving at me.

"Come, miss, let's go shopping." the man said, gently taking my hand and leading me out of the CEO's office while I tried not to trip on my high heels as we walked.

"Mr. Wilson... I mean, Daddy... Sorry about the mistake, I-I... I didn't mean to... Just let me switch back and I'll never bother you again! I'm very sorry for this whole mess! I-I didn't mean to make things complicated between you and your wife, I swear! I just wanted some quick cash!"

"I don't understand what are you talking about, Margo. Quick cash? You're my wife and you can just ask me for money whenever you want, and you didn't make anything complicated between me and you. Now, shut up and stop acting stupid, my little slut." he laughed loudly.

I was speechless, I couldn't believe this was happening. The man was holding my hand firmly as he led me out from the CEO's office to the sounds of my 'husband's' laughter.

"Come on, miss, don't worry, it's gonna be fine. You'll see." the man said, squeezing my hand gently and leading me to the elevator. 'Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, fuck! This can't be happening!' I thought frantically, looking around desperately for a way out. But the only thing I could see were the my formers collegue's gazes on my body. 'Fuck, why is everybody staring at me?!' I thought, feeling how my huge fucking boobs were bouncing under this damn yellow dress as I followed the man to the elevator like some dumb bimbo. Even my friend and fellow employee, James, stared at me in awe, licking his lips, checking out my curves and breasts as I passed him that making me blushed from embarrassment.