Secret Office Romance (part 3)
With some large companies adopting a liberal policy toward gender expression, this fictional account is quite possible. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I wish it really happened to me!
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The next day I was working in the same commons area and Jessica approached me, smiling. It was casual Friday, so we were all wearing jeans, but Jessica really made her jeans look great!
"Good morning dear," I said when she was close, "I really enjoyed our time together last night."
Jessica smiled, "I did too, and would like to spend more time together."
"The sooner the better," I responded.
"How about coming to my home for dinner tonight?" she asked.
"Sounds good," I said, "I'll bring a bottle of wine."
"Bring a change of clothes as well," she said, "if you would like to stay the night."
"I'll do that," I replied, "see you tonight."
She walked away and I found myself staring at her round ass, shifting as she moved. I wondered if it would look as pretty out of the jeans as in them.
A lot of men really love breasts, and I think they are really nice, but I especially love a soft, round pair of buns. Ever since I first looked at a girlie magazine as a teenager I found myself really drawn to a woman's backside.
Unfortunately most women didn't appreciate that sort of attention, but when I read that most transgendered women were very anal erotic I hoped that I would be able to indulge my kinky desires.
Jessica really dominated my thoughts. I realized that I was growing more than just fond of her – this was about to get really serious, and I was going to have to sort out my conflicting feelings about this really exotic woman.
After work I went home and showered. I decided to pack several changes of clothing in case things went really well and I had the opportunity to spend the weekend. I took a cold bottle of Zinfendel from the refrigerator and drove to Jessica's home.
She greeted me and invited me in. Jessica told me that the delicious smell coming from the kitchen was Chicken Cacciatore. She told me I could get the pasta ready if I wanted, so I went into the kitchen started some water boiling.
"I turned around and found Jessica standing by me, looking up at me. I smiled, took her in my arms and kissed her.
"You aren't like most other men," Jessica said.
"I hope so," I responded, "thank you dear – perhaps we are both different enough that we belong together."
"I know you are struggling with how you feel about me," Jessica said.
"I know how I feel about YOU," I said, "I'm trying with how I feel about your exotic nature."
"Exotic?" asked Jessica, giggling.
"Well, that's a word I'm comfortable with," I said.
"There is a movie I want us to watch together after dinner," she said.
I agreed and we enjoyed our dinner together along with some wine. After dinner we retired to the living room and Jessica inserted a movie into the player, and we sat together on the couch, sipping the remainder of our wine.
The movie was "Soldier's Girl", which was based on the real life experiences of a Calpernia, a beautiful transgendered woman and Barry, a soldier from a nearby Army base who met her, with immediate attraction. Barry was straight and struggled with opposing feelings of attraction to Calpernia and aversion to what he thought was a gay relationship.
It was amazing similar to my situation. I wanted Jessica so badly but had never been with a man and didn't want to be. I kept telling myself that Jessica was a woman, and I knew that was mostly true, but not quite completely. It was the "not quite completely" part that I struggled with.
Between kisses, we watched as the relationship between Calpernia and Barry developed, and love overcame Barry's misgivings. There was a very moving scene where they were in bed together and Barry was kissing Calpernia's nipples, and then kissed between her breasts and started moving downward, pausing at her navel. The movie didn't show what happened next, but it was pretty obvious that he was focusing on her clitty. "No, don't," said Calpernia, "it will spoil everything." Moments later Calpernia had such a blissful look on her face, that I knew Barry had overcome his misgivings.
I had struggled mentally with the idea that I would be giving Jessica a blowjob, which no straight guy would want to do. But a blowjob is sucking a guy's cock, not a woman's clitty. The fact that Jessica's clitty used to be Jeff's cock is simply something I have to get over. The more I thought about it, it would simply be going down on my lady, which is completely straight.
After the movie, we continued kissing. Jessica asked, "Feeling a little like Barry?"
"Yes!", I replied, "it's like that movie was made about us, except for the ending part." [For the benefit of those who haven't seen "Soldiers Girl", I won't spoil it by telling the ending – but I highly recommend the movie – it changed how I felt about transgender women.]
"It's getting late," said Jessica, "and we should get to bed. I want us to get comfortable with each other, so we will be naked, but let's not have sex just yet, ok?"
Something about being naked with a beautiful woman like Jessica and not having sex seemed a lot like taking a kid into a candy store and telling them they can't have any! However, my feelings about Jessica took over and I eagerly agreed.
We went into the bedroom and helped each other undress. I was experienced at undressing women, but this seemed very different. With each article of clothing I watched with interest as more and more of Jessica's lovely body was revealed to me.
I pulled her close to me and kissed her as I unhooked her bra. As the cups fell away from her I saw that they contained breast forms that made her look like a "C" cup, while her own breasts were about a "B" size.
Jessica blushed, and said, "I'm kind of small, so I use the breast forms to look more full."
"I understand that the breast forms help you feel more confident and better about yourself in public," I responded, "but when you and I are alone, I think I would prefer you natural."
"I feel like I'm not woman enough without them," she countered.
I pulled her to me and kissed her, saying, "Jessica dear, a couple of pieces of plastic don't make you a woman – it is what is between your ears that makes you a woman!"
"What about what is between my legs?" Jessica asked.
"I think that is not so important," I replied, "and I'm starting to warm up to it."
Jessica smiled and asked, "You mean you are starting to like my clitty?"
"I'm working up to it, but haven't even seen your clitty yet," I said.
Jessica was wearing only her lacy panties now, and I slipped my fingers under the elastic, preparing to pull them down. Jessica put her hands on mind, stopping me.
"Let's leave the panties on for now," Jessica said, "I don't want to rush things."
I was disappointed, but realized that she was probably right – I hoped that when the time came that I would be able to accept her clitty as Barry had accepted Calpernia's.
I kissed Jessica again as she stood before me naked except for her panties. She undressed me, including my shorts, and took my cock into her hand and began to fondle me. I immediately responded, as Jessica said, "I hope I am doing this right – it's my first time."
"You are doing fine," I said, "feel free to practice all you like."
Jessica giggled and said we should brush our teeth and get to bed. We brushed our teeth and got into bed. We "spooned" lying on our sides with her soft buns pressed against me. While it was the soft fabric of her panties that were pressed against my erection, I looked forward to pressing myself to her bare cheeks. I put my arm around her and cupped one of her soft breasts. I was really aroused, but also filled desire for her. I wondered if what I was feeling was love – I couldn't tell for sure, but it really felt like love was developing. Happy to be holding her this way, I drifted off to sleep.
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