Working Girl Pt. 3 By; Katherine Alicia Harrison In our previous episodes,
John, a low level employee at an ad agency had been given a horrible review by
his boss, Marie. Knowing full well that he had no other opportunities, John
broke down and asked for Marie to give him an other chance. Marie offered to
do more than that, she offered to make him a successful Account Executive with
one of their new start up divisions. One hitch, he was to become a FEMALE
account executive! John has been transformed into Victoria Escovar, a
beautiful Hispanic young woman, who, as Marie's cousin, is being trained to
fulfill Marie's offer to John. In Vicki's first public encounter with men, she
meets Don and Roger, executives with Marie's largest account. Don has
developed a relationship with Marie, while Marie has set up Roger with Vicki.
Vicki is Rogers type of "GIRL", knowing of her recent transformation. Vicki
ends up going home with Roger and takes the final plunge into womanhood. The
previous episode ends with Vicki waiting for Roger, dressed in a sexy red
teddy, under the covers of Roger's king sized brass bed.
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things that I never felt before was that "I" was the prize, the treasure of a
sexual conquest. I had always had to almost grovel to my partner to receive
the pleasure of their sexual company. For the first time I am the jewel to be
cherished. I am the one that this person wants to embrace. As I waited for
Roger, I became excited and nervous at the same time. My heart was pumping a
million miles a second. The door to the room opened, and Roger came in
carrying two glasses of champagne. He smiled as he saw me lying on the bed and
said, "Darling, I'm glad to see that you want to be with me." He put the
glasses down on the nightstand and bent down to kiss me, "You look so
beautiful, what an incredibly sexy outfit." I kissed him again. He handed me a
glass of champagne and I took a sip. I slid my legs around and stood up beside
him. He lifted my chin to kiss me again and we locked in a most passionate
embrace. I practically tore his shirt off him and began running my fingers
through his dense chest hair. I sucked and teased his nipples, they grew hard
to the touch of my lips. He pulled down one of the shoulder straps of my teddy
as he began to kiss my shoulders and neck. I lowered myself to my knees and
began to unbuckle his belt and drop his trousers to the floor. His cock was
rock hard, straining against his shorts. I thought to myself, there is no
stopping now, as I released the massive organ from its confines. Slowly I
licked the long shaft and the underside of his massive balls. He became week
in the knees and sat down on the bed, I positioned myself so that I could
continue to pleasure him. I slowly took the head of his huge organ into my
mouth and gently sucked. I found that I could apply more pressure and started
taking more and more of him in until the tip of his cock was touching the back
of my throat. I started to gag and pulled back, slowly I repeated until my
throat relaxed. I couldn't get all of him in me, but he seemed to have no
problem with what I could do because, he started to shake and moan and finally
came in a flood that I quickly tried to swallow what I could. Some streamed
out of the corner of my mouth and I caught the residual in a tissue from the
nightstand. He pulled me up close to him and rested my head on his chest. I
continued to slowly stroke his cock with my feminized hand. Seeing my hand,
small and petite, with deep red nails, wrapped around his throbbing member,
stroking him gently, made me think again about what I was doing. I kept on
thinking that something was wrong, but there wasn't. He kissed me and
whispered softly in my ear, "Now I want to give pleasure to you." He turned me
over and gave me a pillow, which I tucked under my tummy. My bottom was raised
in the air awaiting his advances. He reached down and unsnapped my teddy. My
male organs, which had been pushed up, fell in the release of the snaps. He
gently kissed my derriere and finally reached the small puckered hole that was
to be my love canal. "Vicki your "pussy" is so tight, you must relax." Roger
reached into his night stand draw and took out a tube of KY jelly. He lathered
his cock and massaged my "vagina" with the slippery gel. Coming up behind me,
he touched the head of his hard cock to my virgin opening. Slowly he entered
me. At first there was considerable pain . Roger was slow and careful. As I
began to open, he slowly entered me further and further. After about 5
minutes, I had opened enough that I could take in almost all of him. There was
less pain and more pleasure. Roger slowly began to pump his steely rod in and
out of my backside. I began to respond to his pumping. I was being "fucked" by
a man and loving it. But it was not "fucking", but loving, as Roger was making
love to me. I was the object of his sexual desire and I was giving myself
totally to him. Our thrusts became more and more heated. I was screaming with
lust. Asking him to push harder and faster, until finally both he and I
exploded in a massive orgasm. I shivered for about 10 minutes and felt that I
was coming and coming over and over again. Finally Roger pulled out of me and
collapsed at my side. I huddled next to him still shivering and cooing with
delight. That was the best sex that I could ever have imagined! Roger seemed
equally pleased. I had made a little mess and also felt Rogers cum draining
from my backside. I got up and went to the bathroom. I through a towel to
Roger and went in to clean myself up. I washed off and looked at myself in the
mirror. For now on I was a woman, and I was bound and determined to be Roger's
woman. I undid my cincher and went into the dressing area and put on a cute
little pink baby doll and matching bikini and climbed back into bed with
Roger. He loved the fact that I dressed to please him. We cuddled and fell
asleep in each others arms. The next morning I woke up resting on his
shoulder. I woke him up by gently sucking him awake until he was rock hard in
my mouth. He pulled down my panties and lifted my legs over his shoulders.
Thank god I was limber, because he entered me facing him, with my legs over
his arms. It didn't take long for him to cum and we both collapsed in a heap.
We continued to play most of the morning. About 11:00 am we got up. Roger
showered and shaved and went down stairs to take care of some chores, he
wanted to go into town to buy a birthday present for Sandy, his eldest
daughter. I got cleaned up to go out. I took a long shower and touched up any
errant body hairs. I washed my hair and realized that I would have to set it
after I had already gotten it wet. That was going to be interesting. Guess you
have to learn sometime. I patted myself dry and dusted myself with some of the
Lancome dusting powder that Marie had packed for me. I noticed how swollen and
sensitive my nipples had become and was reminded to take my pills. I had a
little morning sickness, but not too bad. Next was the part I didn't like. I
put on my white corset and laced it tight. I had noticed that in the past
couple of days, it had become a little easier to achieve the desired results
and this corset was more elasticized than the others, but it was still no
picnic. One hint I had found, if I crossed my arms, right over left and
reached around and pushed my flesh together, I could form a quite substantial
cleavage that would stay in place with the tension of the corset. I would put
the smaller inserts into the C-cups of the corset. The inserts would be
totally covered by the bra cups and the pressed together flesh of my chest
would form around the top of the corset, giving me an even more feminine
appearance. After I had everything in place, I fastened a pair of light tan
stockings to the garters of the corset. A white lace pair of Vanity Fair
panties completed my lingerie. I threw on a short terry robe and started my
first attempt at cosmetics and hairstyling. I had a set of the flexible
rollers that were self heating, I used some setting lotion and proceeded to
set my hair into a cascade of curls in the back and left the front alone. I
started my makeup and did a foundation coat as I had seen Gina apply at the
salon. I was going to be in pinks for the day so I selected pink tones for my
makeup. Blush and highlighting, pink to violet eyeshadows and plenty of
mascara. I took lots of time with my lips, a dark pink liner, then a brighter
ice pink to fill in my lips, blending carefully to achieve the perfect look
that I desired. My face was done, then for the hair. I took out the rollers
and saw that I had gotten the curls right, but was not sure what else to do.
After experimenting for a while, I took a banana comb and pulled back my hair,
after using a considerable amount of hairspray on the front I was satisfied at
the look. I was very "cute", which was just what I wanted! Being that we were
going to be shopping and in and out of the car, I chose a more casual outfit
for the day. I put on a pretty pink sweater that was in a chain knit. It had
large white buttons in the back and was cut with a deep V in the back and
scoop neck in the front. The sweater was longer and I wore it with my white
leather skirt and a wide white belt around the sweater. To finish the outfit I
wore a pair of pink pumps that Marie had bought for me. They were "only" a 3"
heal and were easier to walk around in. I put on a pretty gold necklace with a
heart pendant and a matching gold ankle bracelet with a smaller pendant. I
wore Marie's tennis bracelet that she had lent me and a gold ladies watch. I
almost forgot my earrings when I checked myself in the mirror. I decided on a
pair of gold and pink topaz drops that finished the look. Here I was a sexy
young lady out for a day of shopping with her man. I went downstairs to find
Roger just finishing up on the phone. He turned and saw me and was most
impressed. "Vicki, you look sensational. I always wanted to date a sexy little
co-ed, you fit the part." I put my arms around his big strong shoulders and
gave him a kiss. "I love being your girlfriend, I never thought I would say
that, but after last night, that's all I want." Roger kissed me again and held
me close, "Vicki, I want to be with you, I enjoy your company. I have to be
careful and know that we would be accepted by my family, friends and business
associates. You must understand." I was a little taken back, but I understood.
I needed to make sure that I had no slip-ups and was perfectly accepted as a
total woman, if I was to be Roger's girl. I went upstairs and did a few final
touch-ups to my makeup. I Sprayed on some Joy perfume and put everything I
would need into my white purse. Now I know why women need such large purses.
My large bag held everything! I went down stairs and Roger and I went out
through the kitchen to the garage. I had not realized how big this house was,
the kitchen was huge. I saw the family room and it was real big as well. Roger
had a projection TV and a large leather seating area for viewing. We went into
the garage and saw that Roger had a beautiful white Poreche Carrera
convertable and a Mercedes. We got into the Poreche and went into town. The
downtown area was very well-to-do. All boutique shops and small offices. We
walked around and did some window shopping. I even did some shopping for
myself. Roger was most pleased, I bought a beautiful white angora sweater
dress with a cascade of jewels and sequins over the shoulders and a pair of
black suede pumps with rhinestones covering the heal. I loved trying on all of
the pretty things in the stores. Roger carried the bags and I put my arm
through his and held him close to me. I had not felt this good in a long time,
I hoped that everything would work out. We still had not found a gift for
Sandy. We happened by a record shop and saw that they had tickets on sale for
George Michael. Roger mentioned that Sandy would die for a chance to see a
concert like this, but his business schedule would not allow him to go. I
thought for a second and said, "Honey, Let me take her. You want to have
things work out and I would like to have the opportunity to get to know your
daughter better." He thought about it and said, "If Sandy and you get along,
OK. She has had a hard time since her mother left and has not taken well to
any of my female friends." I assured him that it would be alright and he
finally said YES. I jumped up and kissed him. This was fun. We went in and
bought five tickets, one for Sandy, one for me and three more for three of her
girlfriends that she could invite. Roger still wanted to get a few more things
for her birthday, he was so generous, I talked him into a beautiful set of
gold earrings and a matching necklace. He also got her a new walkman to wear
while she ran, she had just gotten into jogging. (He suspected that she was
into running because she had the hots for the captain of the track team at her
school.) We grabbed a quick bite of lunch. (I could only eat a small salad and
a Perrier, all of the walking and my corset didn't agree with each other.) and
we headed home. When we got home the phone was ringing, it was Roger's friend
Alex. Alex and his wife Karen had tickets to the opera for that evening and
the other couple that they were going with had a last minute problem and had
to back out. Alex wondered if Roger wanted to come along. Roger replied, "Only
if I can buy the other TWO tickets off of you, I would be bringing a date."
Alex, knowing the problems that Roger had been having and wanting him to go
out into the mainstream dating world again, was ectatic. "Of course that would
be great, would you be able to join us for a late night dinner after the MET."
Roger accepted the invitation and came into the living room to tell me. I was
taken back. How could I prepare for an evening out, with people I didn't know,
for a very formal night. The only formal evening wear I had was the strapless
dress that Marie had packed for me and I wasn't ready to be seen in something
like that. Roger hugged me and said, "Everything is alright. I have a friend
name John who is gay and owns a local salon. We had a relationship some time
ago and I know he would be most trustworthy." I didn't know about this, but
before I could refuse, Roger was already on the phone to John setting up my
appointment. They talked for a few minutes and after a few cryptic exchanges,
Roger said goodbye and hung up. It's all set, he will see you before closing
and seems very intrigued to meet you. I didn't know whether to be mad or what.
How could he be so cavalier to believe that I would just go anywhere, I kept
thinking to myself, if this is going to work, I was going to have to deal with
it. Getting over my displeasure with Roger, he hurried me along to the car so
I could make it to my appointment. We went back downtown to the same area we
were shopping. In the middle of the shopping area was a very trendy salon
called Reflections. Roger escorted me inside to meet John. John was a very
effervescent individual and the greetings were all kisses and hugs. He
escorted me inside to the main salon room and had me take a seat while he and
Roger went inside to John's office. I was a little uptight and seeing Roger
with John didn't help. I was actually jealous. I thought they had been lovers
at one point, Roger was supposedly not into "MEN" as it were anymore. Roger
came out and kissed me and said, "Everything will be fine dear, John and Sara
will take care of you." I didn't feel much better and was pouting, John
thought I was cute and kissed me on the forehead and said, "Be a good kitten
and lets have some fun tonight. OK." I said Ok and kissed him goodbye. With
that John came out and introduced me to his assistant Sara. I was their last
appointment for the day and the other operators were just finishing up on
their clients. I sat down at John's station and he began to play with my hair.
John liked to talk and today was no exception, "Vicki, dearest, John has
apparently gone gaga over you. I would love to know your secret, or I guess
that's quite apparent, ha. Honey, you are quite some package, if I knew that
this was what it would take to land Roger... well....but I could never carry
it off as well as you have done." I was beginning to lighten up and laugh
along with John. Just then Sara came in. She was very trendy with a severe
short hairstyle and funky clothes. John introduced me and we talked. Sara
washed my hair and brought me back to John's station where John finished his
evaluation of what style I wanted. I explained to him that we were going out
and I told him about my dress, he was quite excited about the fact that I was
going to dare to go out dressed so boldly. He asked if I had ever thought to
wear my hair up, I hadn't thought of it and said why not. He went to work.
First he set my hair, saying that he felt that I should have a perm, but there
wasn't time. He set it in tight curls and put me under the dryer. To save time
Sara did my nails while I was under the dryer. I was wearing long gloves, but
John was a perfectionist and said, "You must be prepared to show off what you
got dear!" Sara used a hot pink polish to match my dress. When finished, She
brought me back to John's station and he took the curlers out. Time was of the
essence, Alex and Karen were picking us up in two hours. John was moving and
talking a mile a minute, he was asking me about the opera we were seeing and I
said, "I don't even know, everything was going so fast." John finished with my
hair and started on my makeup. He was a master and found the perfect look for
me. When done, I looked like a princess. My face was aglow in pinks and
violets. My lips were pink and pouty, very kissable. My eyes were "doelike"
and much more mature looking than I had done. I felt as if I had stepped off
the cover of Vogue. My hair was upswept on one side and had soft bangs in the
front. The back was braided and turned under and pinned in place, most
feminine. I looked like a model. Just then Roger arrived. When he saw me, his
jaw practically hit the ground. " He hugged me and kissed me and said I was a
vision. John yelled at Roger, because he didn't want him to mess up my makeup.
John did a few touchups to the damage Roger had caused and we were off. When
we got home I ran upstairs to get dressed. I moved pretty good considering I
was still wearing my pumps. I took off my clothes and put on my black bustier.
I filled the cups with my smaller inserts and did my little exercise to push
my cleavage together. Satisfied that I had succeeded, I hooked the final clasp
and saw that I had achieved 23" without lacing, what a relief. I snapped the
garters to a pair of beautiful black silk stockings that were seamed and had
tiny rhinestone bows at the ankle. Straightening the seams, not an easy task,
I put on a pair of lace panties that were a little more than a g-string.
Satisfied that everything was in place, I took out my dress. It was beautiful,
The bodice was black velvet and covered only slightly more than my bustier.
The dress had a drop waist and a hot pink tiered skirt in organza and tulle.
with a big pink organza bow at the hip. The skirt was short, shorter than tea
length and also had an additional pink petticoat to keep its fullness. The
dress had a side zip and with a little negotiating, I got it closed. I stepped
into the petticoat and pulled it up. Adjusting myself, I turned and looked in
the mirror. It was like a fairytale. I was a beautiful woman. My shoulders
looked most delicate in comparison to any males that I could imagine. My
coiffure was perfect for the overall look, of a sophisticated lady. The dress
fit me like a glove and the cleavage that I had formed was quite apparent and
emphasized by the bustier dress, which gave me a most feminine contour. The
drop waist was most figure flattering. The skirt was adorable and fulled out
by the petticoat. I stepped into my new black suede pumps. They fit perfectly,
I loved seeing the rhinestone heels and the little rhinestone bows on the back
of my ankles. I went into the bedroom to see Roger getting dressed in his
tuxedo. I was so hot, I wanted to make love right there, but there was no
time. Roger took one look at me and I knew he was thinking the same thing I
was. But Alex and Karen were to be there any minute. He said, "You are the
most beautiful creature, but I have something that would make you even more
beautiful. He went to the vault behind a picture on the bedroom wall. He took
out a small jewelry case and opened it for me.

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 Inside were the most beautiful
things I had ever seen. I pair of diamond drop earrings and a diamond
necklace. I turned around and Roger put the necklace on me and I fastened the
earrings to my lobes. There must have been 50 carats of diamonds! Roger kissed
my neck and whispered romantic things in my ear. I wanted him right then, but
I knew I would have to wait. What a little vixen I was turning into. I took
out the long black gloves that went with the dress, after some maneuvering I
got them on, I was thinking, what alot a woman has to go through to be
beautiful. I sprayed on lots of Halston Night and put Marie's tennis bracelet
around my gloved wrist, after all diamonds are a girl's best friend. As I was
doing the final touchups, the doorbell rang. It was Alex and Karen. Roger got
the door and asked them in for a drink. I made a proper entrance down the
stairs and was introduced to our guests. Alex was a very handsome swarthy
type, particularly in his dark tux. Karen was beautiful. She wore a Midnight
blue dress that was backless and dotted with rhinestones. The dress was short
with large puffy sleeves and had a lace bodice that was cut in a deep-V to her
waist. She wore very high matching pumps with ankle straps and dark blue
stockings. Her hair was auburn and she wore it in a matching deep blue bow. We
said our hello's and they immediately opened up to me and were quite warm.
Karen and I hit it off wonderfully, she was delightful. after one drink, we
were off. Alex had his BMW, the girls sat in the back and the boys in the
front. we were two furry things in the back seat, me in Marie's mink and Karen
in her beautiful sable. We chatted the whole way about everything and nothing.
I couldn't believe that I could be so conversant in womanly issues. I've read
alot of Cosmo in the last few days. Karen was very active in local affairs,
she was on the PTA and was a member of the local woman's club. She was Alex's
second wife. Their children were his by his first wife who died of cancer. She
loves the children as if they were her own. I had thought she was young to
have a high school aged boy and two younger girls. I found out she was only 28
and had married Alex when she was 24. She wondered if I had met Rogers
children yet, I had not, she assured me that I would find the twins totally
darling and Sandy difficult. "She is the most beautiful 14 year old young lady
you have ever met. But she is stubborn and strong-minded. She is having a
difficult time with her mother leaving and because of her looks is also more
apt to be hanging around with older kids, Roger's worried about her." I told
Karen about the birthday present we got her and how I was taking her to the
concert. She thought that was great and could help considerable in Sandys'
acceptance of me, she said, "That's particularly important because I get the
feeling Roger wants you to hang around for a while." We talked the whole way
into the city and practically until we were in our seats at the opera. I
finally snapped out of it when we checked our coats. Here I was, in a
beautiful strapless dress, looking quite provocative, attending the opera on
the arm of a most attractive man. I loved looking around at all of the other
women and what they were wearing. I found myself to even be kind of
competitive with them. It was a mixed crowd. Some people were dressed rather
casually. I made a comment to Karen about the general attire and she replied,
"I wish things were as they were years ago, this type of evening used to be
where everyone dressed up. It sort takes some of the fun out of it." I agreed
with her. The opera began, it was La Traviata. I had never seen an opera
before. Placedo Domingo was the lead male and he was wonderful. I found myself
looking at men differently now. I was seeing him as a woman would see him. He
was most sensual in his role. The opera was wonderful. I thoroughly enjoyed
it. We left the MET and went across town to a restaurant on 2nd Ave. It was a
pretty little French bistro. We sat at a table and enjoyed wine and cheese and
a lite dinner. The conversation was stimulating the company was wonderful. We
left at almost 2am. Roger was serenading me as we walked to the car. Karen and
I laughed as Alex and Roger made fools of themselves. I fell asleep in the
back of the car, huddled up against Roger while he played with my hair and
occasionally kissed my forehead on the way home. Karen and Alex said goodnight
as they dropped us off. We all kissed and hugged and then Roger said that we
should all meet at the club in the late morning for a game of double. Karen
and Alex seemed game. I was too tired to disagree. We went upstairs, Roger
carrying me across the threshold as it were and dropped me on the bed. I was
tired, but noticing the bulge in Rogers pants, I was always eager to please.
He pulled me to him and unzipped my dress, which fell to the floor. Dressed
fully in my bustier, stockings, panties and heals, he was a wild man with me.
He lifted me to the edge of the bed took off my panties and lifted me to his
awaiting cock. In a steady, pulsing series of thrusts he entered me, standing
while I was lifted to him off the bed. I wrapped my legs around him, kicking
my heals off to gain a firmer hold. He lifted me completely off the bed and
brought me to him while he turned himself to sit on the bed. I was sitting on
his steely rod facing him, sucking his tongue and licking and sucking his
nipples, with his manhood buried deep inside of me. Lustfully kissing him,
caressing him, riding his organ. He lifted me and pushed me down further onto
him using me as a piston for his desire. My silk clad legs wrapped around him
gripping his every pulse. My gloved hands caressing him as he kissed and
licked my neck and breasts. Finally I felt him tense as he came deep into me.
I felt the warmth of him flowing into my body. It was ecstasy. We collapsed,
exhausted and satiated, our sexual desires fulfilled... for the moment. He
slowly shrank inside of me and my body relaxed releasing him. Too exhausted to
get up, we slept as we were. I fell in love that night. The next morning I got
up first. I took a shower and fixed my hair and makeup. Marie had bought me a
flesh colored cincher that had a little more give to it. I got out a padded
bra, noticing that my chest had developed enough that I didn't require
anything else to be just about a B-cup. I put it on and threw on an exercise
outfit Marie had packed. It was a yellow french leotard with a black exercise
panty and black tank top. I wore my black tights and aerobic shoes. I went
down stairs and turned on the workout show on the television in the family
room. After a brisk, 20 minute workout. I put on some coffee and made a lite
breakfast for Roger and myself. He came down in his robe and gave me a hug and
a kiss. I gave him some coffee and handed him his morning paper. He made a
wisecrack about what a good wife I would be, for which I retaliated by showing
him. I climbed beneath the table came up under the newspaper and gave him what
he later called the best blowjob he ever had. "Maybe that would prove what
kind of wife I would be," I thought brazenly to myself. Roger smiled and went
upstairs to get changed. He threw on his running gear and we went out for a
quick run. I couldn't keep up with him and mocked him out for being so macho
as he tried to egg me on. We walked back to the house and got freshened up to
play tennis. Marie had bought me the cutest tennis dress. It was a short white
dress, with wide straps over the shoulders that crossed and buttoned in the
back. It had a curt pleated skirt with pink ribbon trim at the hem. I wore my
cincher with the small inserts and the ruffled tennis panties that came with
the outfit. I tied my hair up in an eyelet ribbon that Marie had packed along
with the dress and put on my tennies and a pair of pink trimmed ladies tennis
socks. I looked darling in the outfit, hopefully my tennis would suffice.
Thank god Karen wasn't much better than I was. We played doubles for a while
and then let the men play a set of singles. Karen and I went to the clubhouse
and sat down in the players lounge. She was quiet all morning and didn't seem
to want to talk as she had the night before. Finally she turned to me and
said, "Vicki, I know who you are. Or at least what you are, and you are not
the beautiful girl that you would have everyone believe you are, come straight
with me." OH MY GOD! She knows, what was I to do, I felt like running, where
would I go. She saw me panic and sat next to me to console me. She knew who I
was and still was being nice to me. "Vicki, don't be afraid, I'm not going to
tell on you or anything. I was just, well, surprised when I figured out the
kind of girl you are. A while ago, Roger was going through a period where he
was seeing men. He tried to keep it from Alex and me, but he wasn't as
discrete then as he is now. I think he was more confused than truly desirous
of other guys. With you though he seems happy. He has not been happy for a
couple of years. I want him to be happy and not getting hurt again. Do you
understand." I did understand and was very confused. I didn't want to hurt
Roger, but if Karen could read me, others could as well. I told her the whole
story, from the beginning. The guys were playing a few more games, so we had
time. Karen just sat there listening, I had no idea what she was thinking.
When I was finished she sat for a second and then said, "Vicki, I honestly
believe that you care about Roger and would never consciously hurt him in any
way. But I believe that you need a little more time to fully develop as a
woman, both physically and mentally before you can accept a role as close as
you seem to be moving with Roger. He is vulnerable right now and is
susceptible to any form of affection. I will help you make this transition,
but you need to slow down and guarantee me that you will do everything in your
power to protect him from any harm." I looked at her and was crying. I agreed
and she hugged me. I don't know how she really felt about me, I guess I still
needed to earn her respect, but I wanted it badly and realized that she cared
and wanted for Roger to get over the marriage problems that he had been having
and to lead a normal life. She took out a tissue and dried my tears. I went
into the ladies room and fixed my makeup, my crying had caused my mascara to
run, I looked like Tammy Fae. After I was reorganized we went back out to the
courts and met the boys. I felt uncomfortable but knew that I would have to
put on a proper front. The guys went in to get freshened up and we grabbed
some lunch at the club. We said our goodbyes there and I reconfirmed my
promise to Karen. When we returned home, Roger sensed something was wrong, I
was hesitant at first to tell him and said I had alot to think about. We had
no other plans for the day, so I went upstairs and changed into a pair of
jeans and a sweater. I thought about what Karen had said to me and realized
that she had not told me to hold back from telling Roger about what we
discussed. I came back downstairs, Roger wanted to play, I was not in the
mood. I sat down on the couch with him and told him of my conversation with
Karen. He was upset, he had no idea that I would be read, he didn't even think
of it. (Which was foolish on both of our parts.) And agreed with what Karen
had said. We agreed that we would only date until I was more comfortable with
my new role and then would decide if it should go any further. We sat in each
others arms for what must have been hours. I got up and fixed a lite dinner of
salad, soup and some cheese and fruit and we went to bed early. We didn't make
love that night and just fell asleep in each others arms. We got up early the
next morning. Rogers mother was bringing the girls over and He had to get into
a meeting early. I got up before 5:30 and got into the shower. I noticed how
my nipples had grown in the past few days and how swollen my breasts were. I
decided not to wear the breast forms today. I put on my cincher and fastened
the hooks at the tightest point. Pushing everything into place, I found my
form becoming much more feminine, my hips were fuller and my breasts were
enlarged with areolae the size of silver dollars and my nipples were erect and
blossoming like rosebuds on my chest. I was going into the city to meet Marie
at the office before I was to visit the doctor today and was to dress
appropriately. I put on a pair of suntan pantyhose, sheer to the waist, and my
ivory cami and tap pants. I didn't even wear a bra. The cami was too snug for
me to wear with my padding, without it fit perfectly. I had a very feminine
shape, almost a B-cup without any help. I was very happy with my progress. I
sat down at the dressing table and took the towel off my head. After about
half an hour of blow drying my hair and using a curling iron, I was pleased
with the look. Quite business like. I took a large black bow-clip and gathered
the back into the clip. I loved the feeling of the bow in my hair. I did my
makeup. The requisite foundation, today softer than I had been wearing, I used
alot of powder. A blusher and a little coverup for under my eyes. I used a
lighter pink to gold shadow and my usual amount of mascara, liner and a final
clear mascara coat. I did my lips in a more subdued red, bordering on a
burgundy and since I had some time, I did my nails in a matching color. Today
I was going to wear my grey suit. Marie had packed for me a beautiful cream
silk blouse with faux pearl buttons down the back and a high collar. The
sleeves were gathered high on the wrists and the blouse had three button
cuffs, also in faux pearls. The suit had a tailored jacket with a moderate
peplum to the single breasted jacket. The skirt was business length, tapered,
with a slit up the back. I put on the blouse and had to have Roger help me
with the buttons. I decided to wear a half slip and put it on. The skirt was
snug, but the slit allowed for movement. With the skirt, I wore a 2" wide grey
reptile print belt and a pair of matching Charles Jordan cut away pumps with a
3 1/2" heal. Faux pearl drop earring jackets with my real pearl studs, and my
20" pearl necklace. I wore a small bracelet an a gold Cartier watch. I felt I
was set for the day. It was almost 7:15 and we had to catch the 7:45 train, I
went outside to wait for Roger at the car not wanting to be there when the
girls arrived. I saw Rogers mothers car drive up and the girls get out. The
twins were adorable, they were so cute in their matching school dresses. Sandy
got out and I saw what Karen meant. She was wearing a grey stone washed denim
skirt and a pair of matching pumps. She wore a black sweater with leather
patches and tassels. Her hair was long and blonde, almost to her waist. She
was obviously quite well developed for her age and the tight sweater
definitely showed her attributes. I heard them go inside and talk to Roger.
From the sound of his voice, he was obviously happy to see them. There was a
pause in the conversation and all of a sudden I heard Roger come out to me and
say, "Vicki, I want you to meet my mother and my daughters." I didn't know
what to say. I thought Roger wanted to hold off and slow things down. I
hesitantly went into the kitchen and met the girls and Rogers mother, "Ladies,
this is Victoria Escovar a business associate of mine, who is also a friend,
we are riding into the city today together and I wanted to introduce you."
Both Mrs. Colter and the twins were most gracious, Sandy was a little
stand-offish but was not rude. I introduced myself and reminded Roger that we
had a train to catch. I could see if I was going to have any chance of having
a relationship with Roger and his family, I had a lot of work to do. We took
the train into the city, it was an uneventful ride. Roger hailed a cab at
Grand central and dropped me off at Marie's office. I had forgotten that this
was also MY office, or at least John's office. Roger told me to relax and not
to worry, he said I looked great, no one would know. He kissed me goodbye and
said he would call me later. I said goodbye and entered the lobby of the
building. I went over to the phone in the lobby and saw people I knew at the
newsstand. I began to get nervous as I called Marie. She was not very
understanding and said I should come up to the reception desk to meet her. I
hesitantly got on the elevator and saw Larry one of the traffic managers for
the agency standing there with a couple of other people. I got on the elevator
and thought that Larry was undressing me with his eyes. He had a reputation
for being a leach, but until you've experienced it as a woman, you do not know
what the word means.I went into the reception area and saw Lisa, the
receptionist. She was, as unusual, a knockout, dressed in a cute short black
sheath dress, but a real bubble head. She asked who I was going to see, and I
told her Marie. She asked me to take a seat while she paged her. I sat down
and crossed my legs. It took some time for Marie to come out for me. I must of
been looked over by half the men in the agency. I hoped it was because of my
looks, not because they were trying to figure out where they had met me
before. Marie finally came out and was quite pleased with my appearance, "You
look wonderful Victoria, I have to show you around the agency." I thought
Marie was doing this to unnerve me. I was not going to let her. I reluctantly
took my purse and followed Marie around while she introduced me to everyone I
already knew. She made a point of saying that I was interviewing for the
Junior A.E. position next week at the new creative group. I seemed to pass the
test until I got to the studio. I had worked there for over a year and Marie
took her time to show me around. I just wanted to get out of there. Finally
she introduced me to Kim, the girl I had worked next to for so long. Kim was
always kind of aloof with me, I thought she was a Lesbian, although she was
always well dressed and very pretty, not the butch type, she was not very
close to any men that I knew of. Kim was most glad to meet me and was very
conversant, I think she said more words to me today than she had ever said
before. Marie left me in the studio while she took a call. Kim kept talking to
me and started questioning me if she had known me before, I assured her that
she hadn't and was getting a bit nervous until Marie came back and rescued me.
Noticing Kim's attraction to me, Marie said, "You two girls seem to get along,
why don't you grab lunch together this week. I'm sure Vicki would love to have
a friend in town and you two i'm sure have alot in common." How could she do
this, Marie was putting me in particularly difficult situations on purpose.
What was this, some kind of test? I said a halfhearted goodbye to Kim and
Marie and I left to go to the doctors. I had a ten o'clock appointment and was
a little late. The nurse brought me into the examining room and asked me to
remove my clothes and put on a dressing gown while I waited for the Doctor. I
had no idea what Marie had planned for me now. I was uncomfortable in the cold
room and did not have much solace exposing myself in this feminized state to
another person. Dr. Tullis came in, she was very clinical and did not have the
greatest bedside manner. She put me up into stirrups and poked and prodded all
around my groin. She examined my breasts and felt all over my neck and back.
She then had the nurse prepare several injections, most of which were given in
my backside. Upon finishing her examination, she asked me to get dressed and
join her and Marie in her office. I knocked on the office door and entered the
office. Marie and Dr. Tullis had been talking for some time. Dr. Tullis got
right to the point. "Victoria, you are an excellent candidate for
reassignment. We are going to start the procedures in the next few months. You
will be on increased dosages of hormones until you are prepared for
reassignment surgery. I expect that this is what you want?" I was shocked that
they were talking surgery. I thought about what I had promised to Marie, what
I promised Karen, the fact that I was falling in love with Roger. My present
physical appearance, and what would happen to me if I said no. I looked at
Marie and then at Dr. Tullis and said, YES. Marie came over and hugged me and
said, "Vicki, honey, you will never regret this decision." I wasn't sure about
surgery, but, considering everything that had happened, I was prepared to
become a woman in every way. (To be continued) 

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