Dr. White's Code of Sluts Ch. 02 Pt. 04

(This story is posted on the Literotica website. Do not repost anywhere else without the author's consent. For fans of my stories, they know what kinds of things to expect. This story deals with similar themes as the stories by wannabeboytoy, seducedHylas, and Dark Betrayal, namely cheating, betrayal, and heartbreak. If stuff like that isn't your cup of tea, then you probably shouldn't bother reading it. I do not condone any of these actions in real life. This is just a story. Enjoy.)

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Dr. White and Kendall met with each other a lot over the next few weeks and months. With the amount of money Kendall was paying her, Dr. White made it a point to give her as much attention as she required. Most of the time, they met at the doctor's office, but sometimes they met over dinner, either at a restaurant or at Kendall's place. And despite the contentious manner in which they first met, it didn't take long for both to realize they were two peas in a pod.

Two professional, attractive, intelligent women, they had a lot in common. They were cut from the same cloth. Even though this whole thing happened through their respective bonds with Stacy, it became clear these two had far more in common than either of them did with the Asian slut. The frostiness of their initial meeting had quickly melted, and it wasn't long before they were laughing and chatting with each other at Kendall's place, eating Chinese food, not even talking about the work at hand.

They talked a lot about Stacy, and what she had gotten up to since Dr. White had last spoken to her. Stacy could have left it all be... she'd clearly won in all ways over Lizzy. But Stacy was a vicious woman, and not only did she want to win, she wanted to stamp out her rivals into dust. And despite no longer seeing each other at work, Stacy had access to Ryan's phone, and more specifically, Lizzy's phone number. This was a dangerous weapon for an evil bitch like Stacy to have, and she wielded it with great prejudice, using it like a sniper rifle to demolish Lizzy from afar.

At first, she sent pictures of herself and Ryan together, being a beautiful happy couple, innocent photos on the surface that would nonetheless be torturous to Lizzy. Seeing her now former husband happy as can be with that evil bitch, him holding her in his arms, kissing her... It truly was her hell. Imagine having your life ruined by an evil, wicked woman who delighted in humiliating you... and imagine having the man you once thought of as your soulmate kissing her. Touching her. Choosing her over you. Dr. White saw these pictures that Stacy had sent her, as Lizzy herself had shown them to her, and the doctor could see how humiliated the former married woman was whenever Stacy sent a new picture over.

Stacy stepped it up as time went on, sending more salacious photos. Stacy and Ryan in bed together. Them in the middle of fucking. Them post-fucking, her former husband passed out in the bed and a sweaty, victorious Stacy posing proudly for the camera. Each photo was a dagger in Lizzy's heart, an added humiliation she could barely endure.

Over time, Stacy kept ramping it up, sending nudes of herself to Lizzy, not only to show off her massive tits and hot, superior body, but to display her pregnant belly, swelling with the child Lizzy's former husband gave her. Stacy was pure evil, and yet Ryan still chose to impregnate her before Lizzy. It stung. And Dr. White got to see the pain these photos caused her firsthand. It was incredible. Lizzy could have easily just changed her number, or gotten a new phone. But she was such a glutton for punishment that she allowed her boss to continue to humiliate her even from afar, even when the battle was over.

Kendall let her know what Stacy had just done earlier a few nights prior. Stacy had invited Marley, Lizzy's former trainee, out to dinner with her and Ryan. It was somewhat of a final test for Marley, to see if she was gonna be a Lizzy, or a Stacy, at one point even using those terms. And by the end of the night, Marley proved to be far more like Stacy than Lizzy, being invited to join the attractive couple in bed, swallowing Ryan's big thick cock before riding him like the little slut Stacy knew she could be. Stacy sent photos of all of this, this new humiliation. This young woman that Lizzy trained had proven herself superior to her as well, siding with Stacy in the process. Marely had established herself as better than the woman who trained her, proven by the fact that Ryan was far more willing to sex up Lizzy's replacement than the woman he used to be married to. Marley was getting to moan her head off on Ryan's big cock, and Lizzy was left alone and broken. Her ditzy former trainee was higher on Ryan's totem pole than his former wife was. Dr. White delighted in hearing Kendall tell her this, already planning what to say to Lizzy when she revealed this new humiliation to her.

Kendall also added that Ryan eventually discovered what Stacy was doing, sending photos to Lizzy, and had been kinda upset about it, not wanting to put salt in his ex-wife's wounds. But over the time he'd been with Stacy, months and months of having sex with her, he stopped trying to talk her out of it. It was to the point where during their encounter with Marley he was actively part of the fun, taking pictures with Stacy's phone of him going at it with Marley and Stacy, tacitly endorsing and participating in this added humiliation of his now ex-wife. He was now the one taking these illicit photos of him, Marley and Stacy, photos specifically taken to increase Lizzy's heartbreak.

Dr. White happily shared what went on during her sessions with Lizzy, breaking doctor/patient confidentiality over pizza with her busty new friend. She mentioned the bully treatment she'd come up with, which had begun in earnest. It started small, with Dr. White acting like she was stepping tentatively into the part, occupying the role by, in Lizzy's eyes, pretending to be a bully in order to help her get thicker skin, a treatment she reluctantly agreed to. But in truth, it was Dr. White letting her true feelings out. Here's the thing... she did like Lizzy as a person, but it was hard for her to still respect a woman who had shown herself to be such a fucking loser, a true glutton for this shit who was seemingly born to be humiliated by others. As sweet as Lizzy was, she was a joke, and Dr. White slipping into this role of a bully began as her just letting her true feelings reach the surface.

It started as eye rolls and looks of deep impatience with her patient, while also openly calling her Lizzy, a nickname she knew the other woman hated, yet women like Kayla and Stacy and Kendall all called her. It ramped up to the doctor talking under her breath about how much of a waste of time this was, trying to help Lizzy. That she was a lost cause. It ramped up to the doctor full-out insulting Lizzy, running her down, calling her a loser, calling her pathetic and stupid, making fun of her flat chest, calling her barely a woman. Dr. White changed her outfits, eschewing her professional wear to outfits more flattering, showing off her superior body to the other woman, her big tits and her great ass, underlining how inferior the formerly married woman was. She stepped it up further, taking Stacy's side, telling Lizzy that her boss was a better woman than her, and that she couldn't blame Ryan for choosing her. Dr. White then speculated to Lizzy that she could be good friends with Stacy, and even Kayla as well, that they would be an incredible group of powerful women together. Eventually, it reached the point where everything that Lizzy did was seemingly the wrong thing to do, as Dr. White would run her down and make her feel dumb no matter what she did, even if it was the correct choice to make in the moment. Lizzy finally brought up the idea of changing her phone number to get away from these taunting texts after months of humiliation, but at that point, Dr. White encouraged her to stick with her current number to keep receiving these wicked texts. It would be the only way she'll toughen up, Dr. White explained. When they don't affect her anymore, then she could change numbers. Until then, she should allow herself to keep being humiliated. Dr. White's bullying treatment of Lizzy reached the point where the doctor would openly muse about finally understanding why these other women dunked Lizzy's face in the toilet, and that she's thought about doing it herself.

Dr. White would only relent when Lizzy was openly sobbing, forgoing the 'act' in order to comfort her patient. Once she was in a better state, they'd resume the rough treatment, hoping to callous up her thin skin and make her tougher. Often, she'd end up crying again. And even in those moments where the 'act' was dropped, Dr. White would 'inadvertently' slip in a cruel comment absentmindedly, usually about her flat chest, something that would almost burn worse than when she was in the act of being a bully.

Kendall almost peed her pants listening to Dr. White describe this. It was so absurd, but it was so fully in Lizzy's character to go along with it without question that she wasn't surprised she bought into it. And when Dr. White mentioned how she fully planned to dunk Lizzy's face in the toilet, and that she'd already scheduled a tentative date to do it, Kendall almost fell out of her chair laughing. A lot of the laughter was at Lizzy's expense. Although neither of the two even actively disliked Lizzy, it was hard for women as confident and successful as these two to truly empathize with that loser's downfall. Her life imploding in on itself, and how pathetic she came across through the whole thing... it was hard even for women who otherwise liked her to resist poking fun at her plight.

But the work wasn't forgotten, and around these discussions of Stacy, Ryan, and Lizzy, they did enough to get things moving in Kendall's plan to land the man of her dreams. Through old photos and social media research, it didn't take long for Dr. White to have a clearer picture of Jake, the object of Kendall's affection. An older man, about 48, with dark salt-and-pepper hair. He had kind, intelligent eyes, and a bright, friendly and fatherly smile. Tall and tan, and in very good shape, he exuded professionality and confidence. But these were merely facts you could glean from a picture of him, not enough to figure out what made him tick. Luckily, Kendall had done her due diligence in her initial pursuit of him.

He'd married his high school sweetheart, Nancy. She was some big shot surgeon who was very, very busy, to the point where it was rare that she'd appear at work events with her husband due to the sheer number of hours she worked. Kendall claimed to have only met her once, and despite Kendall's desire for Jake, she found his wife very respectable and personable. Although Kendall did point out that the older redhead didn't quite match up to her studly husband, as she showed the wears and tears of aging more than her husband did. Plus, she was not quite the looker she once was, and she'd gained a few extra pounds everywhere except her chest, where she was shockingly flat-chested. Kendall said she always imagined that whenever she met Jake's wife, she imagined her as being this shocking gorgeous babe with a perfect body and massive boobs, as he seemed like the type to deserve that kind of woman. When it became clear she was the type of woman to get married because of her personality or mind rather than her body, Kendall was both disappointed in Jake, and energized at the idea of taking Nancy's place. But, by all accounts their marriage was a strong one, with very few hiccups. So, despite rarely seeing her, everything you'd hear from Jake about her was positive. It was clear he was still madly in love with her.

In lieu of bringing his wife to these work events, he would often bring his daughters along. While both were in college now, they were still in high school at the time. Kendall was one of the few to take the time to reach out to them during these events, and despite their age difference, they became fast friends, with the two young women quickly looking up to Kendall as almost a cool older sister. They clearly got the good genes from their father, as they shared few qualities with their mother, namely that both girls were total knockouts with great bodies, unlike their mother in so many ways. And they were troublemakers, sneaking booze whenever they could. Kendall was the one who caught them, and instead of turning them in, she joined them in the fun. It was obvious why Kendall and them had formed a strong bond.

Kendall let them in on all the hot gossip in the office, and they shared a few interesting insights that Kendall clocked internally. One... it was clear they were both daddy's girls, not in any untoward manner. It was just clear by the way they spoke that they had special affection towards their father. He was the one to be there for all their school events, and sports. He was the one taking them to work events. He was the one who was consistently there for them. While they clearly didn't hate their mom, and respected the reasons she was so busy all the time, it was clear that Jake was the favored parent. And while they didn't have a ton of juicy marital secrets to share, one thing they did reveal is that while their dad loved his daughters more than anything, they always suspected he wanted a son. They said their mom capped off the number of kids they wanted at two, and Jake of course supported her decision. But deep down, they suspected he would have liked another try at a son.

This was all great information, but it was still very limited. Plus, this was all information from a few years prior. Things may have changed. And the fact of the matter was, the last major moment between Kendall and Jake was him rebuffing her advances, which would create an added challenge in many ways. That moment between Jake and Kendall sent them both down different paths. It had put a bump in Kendall's corporate rise. Additionally, it sent her down a road of self-improvement, forcing her to address what went wrong and the reasons her approach failed, all culminating in her getting a pair of truly immaculate fake breasts. (Seriously, they were amazing. Kendall invited the doctor to check them out, and both by appearance, and by feel, you could barely tell they weren't the real deal. Dr. White marveled at them, unable to get over the fact that they weren't real.) And that moment had sent Jake away from her to a different place, to a new position within the company, opting to step off the board in order to run a new branch downstate. He returned to a position he'd held for many years after being away from the role for the last few. There was a gap of a couple years where Kendall knew little about what he was up to, or if he'd changed in any way, either from Kendall's failed flirtation, or due to any events of his personal life. The most valuable information would be the most current facts, which meant a fact-finding mission would be required. Dr. White had to fly downstate to check out Jake in person.

Dr. White loved people-watching. She really did. But she didn't love having to be away from her office for so long to do so. To get the job done right in this case, she would have to put in the time, specifically a week where she could observe Jake and ascertain both his current nature and the life he was living. She really wished she knew someone who could be trusted to do the job and observe him on her behalf so she wouldn't have to push back a week of appointments. But there was no one she knew who she could ask that of. Not yet anyways. And besides... no one else could do it as well as she could.

The flight down went smoothly. Where she was staying was a great area. Right on the oceanfront, near lots of great stores and restaurants and cultural centers. But this was a work trip, and she had a job to do.

Jake was a difficult man to observe as he was in his office for most of the working day. And Dr. White couldn't just bluff her way into her office, at least not on such short notice. Although while sitting outside the tall office building he worked in, she couldn't help but let her mind wander with some bright ideas on how one would be able to do just that, to get in that office. But in the moment, that wasn't a viable option. She got lucky on her second day of observation, as she was there when Jake emerged from his office with a younger male colleague around lunchtime.

She followed them to a nice restaurant, the type of downtown place professionals take business lunches at. And they were doing just that, meeting up with two women for a lunch, one Jake's age, and one younger, the age of his colleague. Dr. White sat close enough to be able to both observe and hear them, while not being too close as to be noticed.

This was the closest proximity Dr. White had been to Jake Lawrence, and even after Kendall hyped him up, she was still impressed. While he was older than what the doctor usually went for, she saw the appeal immediately. Dressed in a suit that looked tailored specifically for him, with a cerulean dress shirt, a blue and white striped tie, and a pair of expensive looking loafers, Dr. White could certainly understand how working around a guy dressed like him might engender certain wicked desires in his female colleagues. His skin had a nice even glow that showed he took advantage of the clear blue skies in the area. His eyes were calm and intelligent, deep pools of knowledge and wisdom that had seen a lot. His face was very attractive and masculine, with a strong jaw, a smile that could make your heart flutter, and a voice that carried an intelligence and dignity to it. She could listen to him all day.

While most of the shoptalk of the meeting was beyond her, Dr. White got the gist of it. And she was attuned enough to the energy of the conversation that when Jake's colleague made a comment that was inadvertently the slightest bit flirtatious to the young woman across from him, she clocked the small shift in Jake's attitude towards his employee. And she also clocked the silent wince coming from the women across from them. And while the meeting ended a little later in good enough spirits with Jake taking the reins and bailing them out, Dr. White wasn't surprised when Jake stopped his employee from leaving just after the women had left. And she gained a renewed respect for Jake as a man as he addressed the younger man firmly and clearly that he could not slip like that again. That it was inappropriate behavior, even if the comment was mostly innocent and inconsequential, and that he could never make a mistake like that again, especially with a client. Jake was a good man, and he was polished both as a professional and as a boss. He knew his shit, and he knew enough to know exactly how to behave at all moments while at work. When he put on that suit, it was like he was putting on a suit of armor. When in a professional setting, he was infallible. Impenetrable. She respected that quality as a person, but it made him an even more difficult target.

Dr. White almost wished she'd asked for more money.

Luckily, other avenues of her observation into Jake proved to be more fruitful. She just had to wait for him to leave work. During her first night there, Jake went straight home after work and stayed there. The next day, she was caught off guard when he re-emerged half an hour after getting home, carrying a surfboard out of his garage and attaching it to the roof of his car. She followed him to a nearby beach where he parked and carried the board onto the beach. And after a few minutes, he hit the waves, with the doctor observing him from the shore.

While Dr. White was no expert in surfing, she could tell Jake wasn't half-bad at it. That being said, she could also tell he was certainly no expert. He wasn't alone out there, as a small group of surfers were hitting the evening waves as the sun glowed near the horizon, and he looked a little less confident out there than most of them. But he did his best, more than holding up his end of the bargain. Dr. White was able to overhear that he often went out first thing in the mornings as well, and it was then that there was a larger group of people out there hitting the waves. Mostly young, some older folks, there seemed to be a whole group of dedicated surfers out there every morning.