Training the Trophy Wife by Valentina DiMarco

Author:Valentina DiMarco [DiMarco, Valentina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-21T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 3

On a cool autumn evening, I entered my husband’s office and found him fucking a woman who looked like a human sex doll. I had grown accustomed to being the sexiest woman in Wes’s life, but now, I had competition. This woman’s gigantic breasts made mine look small in comparison. She had long, fake blonde hair and huge, inflated lips. Her body was tanned and toned and perfect in every way. She looked like a more extreme version of myself. Watching my husband’s hands caressing her curves, his dick pumping in and out of her tight little pussy, his lips kissing hers, I felt betrayed. There was nothing I could do to stop this from happening. In fact, it was partially my fault. I had been an accomplice in this woman’s transformation. Even worse, watching my husband make love to this sexy bimbo was turning me on.

Just a few months earlier, I had been the happiest woman in the world. After months of plastic surgery and mental training, I had become the bimbo trophy wife of my husband’s dreams. I used to be an ordinary-looking housewife, but now, I was the sexy goddess that Wes liked to show off to all his friends. He also enjoyed sharing me with his coworkers, passing me around and letting them use my body. I loved the attention and pleasure they gave me. I was a beautiful nymphomaniac with no boundaries, thanks to Wes’s training.

The day I finally dyed my hair blonde, my physical transformation was finally complete. Wes couldn’t get enough of my new look. He’d never fucked me so hard before. However, after that, he seemed a little bored with me — or was it just my imagination? I knew that Wes had high standards, and I felt insecure all the time, worried that I would never fully satisfy him.

I thought I was doing the right thing when Wes asked me to meet his coworker, Dahlia. After all, I was supposed to do everything he told me to — I was an obedient, subservient wife now. And the moment I heard about Dahlia, I felt incredibly sorry for her.

“Dahlia is a very shy girl, and not very pretty,” Wes said to me one evening. “I think has a crush on me. She gets so nervous when I talk to her, she can barely look me in the eye.”

I giggled. “Who wouldn’t have a crush on you, Wes? You’re so handsome!”

“You know, I think that with your help, she could really come out of her shell. If she became a little sexier, then maybe she could find a guy to date at the office.”

“Why do you want to help her, Wes?” I asked, genuinely confused. “She’s not your problem!”

“No, she’s not,” he said, smiling. “But she is a problem. We can’t have women like her taking up space in our office. Unfortunately, she had the right skills for the job. It’s just…hard to look at her, you know?”

I thought he was being a little mean, but I didn’t say anything.

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