Secret Office Romance (part 8)
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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Jessica got very excited at the prospect of a legal gender change without full surgery. I didn't want to get her hopes up just because I had an idea that sounded promising. Still, it was a wonderful thought and I would do everything I could to figure out how to make it actually happen.
Jessica informed me that if she had an orchiectomy that she would no longer produce testosterone, so she would no longer need to take Spironolactone, a testosterone blocker. I really liked that aspect, since I didn't want any more pharmaceuticals in her blood stream than necessary.
The surgery was expensive, but the company medical plan would pay for much of it, and I was willing to pay for the rest. Jessica agreed to discuss it with her therapist, and also ask her to recommend an attorney. Jessica called her therapist and was able to arrange an appointment that afternoon. Then she surprised me by asking me to go with her.
I felt awkward about this, but could find no way out, so I agreed.
Later we arrived at the office of Lynne, Jessica's therapist. Jessica introduced me as her friend – but I'm sure Lynne figured out that I was more than just a friend. She gave us a list of attorneys who handled transgender issues, and we discussed the orchiectomy. The surgery was considered relatively minor and could be done with a local anesthetic. I really like that, because general anesthetics were pretty extreme, and some otherwise healthy people just never woke up from them.
Lynne explained that there were two types of orchiectomies. If Jessica wanted to have GRS later, she should get an ochiectomy that just removed the testicles, leaving the sack, because the sack would be used later to construct the vagina. If not, the testicles and sack could both go, just like a castration. It would be a cleaner appearance, but she would never be able to have a vagina.
I thought the cleaner appearance would be preferable, but to deny Jessica the chance to have a vagina was something I was not about to do!
We said that we would talk it over and decide. Lynne said that she was prepared to write a recommendation to a doctor who would perform the surgery. As we left Lynne's office I thanked Jessica for including me in this important part of her life – and I meant every word of it. Jessica said she wanted me to share in every important aspect of her life. I hoped that I would be equal to the task.
We left Lynne's office and went to a restaurant. After ordering we discussed the different kinds of orchiectomies.
"If you ever want a vagina," I said, "it seems like there is only one choice."
"In order to have a vagina," she replied, "I would have to give up my clitty, and that seems a little extreme."
I had to agree – the very idea of it made me cringe.
"You seem to like my clitty," she said, "do you really, or are you just being nice?"
"Yes, I do," I said, "but I don't want what I want to be the determining factor."
"It's what I want," said Jessica, "it just happens that you agree."
"We still need to talk to an attorney and make sure it will be enough for the legal gender change." I said.
We called several attorneys from Lynne's list and made an appointment for tomorrrow.
That night we went to a movie and out to dinner. Afterward we returned to my place I poured us a couple of drinks. We sat on the couch and kissed.
"I'm really glad to have a man like you, Bill," Jessica said.
"Oh?" I responded.
"You really care about me, and want me to make the choices that are best for me." she responded.
"That's completely correct," I stated, "our relationship is becoming very serious, and I want everything to be right between us."
Jessica put her arms around me, pulling me to her and kissing me. "I was so afraid when I first approached you, Bill," she said, "but I'm glad I took the risk because everything seems to be completely perfect between us."
Our tongues intertwined, kissing deeply. I was truly grateful to have such a wonderful woman as Jessica. For reasons I was unable to understand, she was hotter than any other woman I had known – and a woman I found myself wanting to spend the rest of my life with. No other woman had affected me in that manner.
"It's been a busy day," Jessica smiled, "it's to move this to the bedroom."
We got ready for bed and snuggled, in our usual "spooning" position. I kissed Jessica's neck while cupping one of her small breasts in my hand. She wiggled her soft round buns against my erection, and said, "do you need a place to put that?"
"Oh?" I said.
"I've got a special warm place just waiting for it!" she revealed.
Jessica pressed to me and my cock slipped between her cheeks, pressing against her rosebud. I was ready to enter her but pulled back, saying, "wait a moment."
I got out of bed and brought back a condom and some lube. I rolled the condom on and put some extra lube on. I climbed back into bed and resumed my place behind Jessica. I slipped between her cheeks and gently pressed against her tender rosebud. I let Jessica push back to take me in gradually. I held her lovingly as our bodies merged. It was an incredible feeling being together like this.
I held her tight as we made love, and she held me tight inside her. In my heightened arousal I had almost forgotten Jessica's pleasure. I reached to her clitty and stroked her in sync with my rhythm. Soon Jessica's hand was on mine, signalling her climax, which was my cue to finish. I stroked a few more times and climaxed.
The experience was so intense that we drifted off to sleep, still coupled.
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Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
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