Date: Sun, 2 Aug 2015 21:08:56 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Secret Office Romance Part 12

Secret Office Romance (part 12)

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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We awoke and kissed.  I remember Jessica's especially strong climax last
night and asked her about it.

"As I took hormones," explained Jessica, "my clitty shrunk and eventually I
did not squirt when I would climax.  Last night was really different."

"I really want to give you the very best climax I can, so please tell me
what may have led to your strong climax," I requested.

"It was all really wonderful," she said, "but I think what really made a
difference was the way you wiggled the two fingers inside me.  It was
really amazing!"

"Ok, I'll do more of that," I promised.  "and try to make you squirt
often."

"How did you like the taste of my juice?" Jessica asked.

"I liked it on multiple levels," I confessed, "The intensity of your
climax, the fact that it is yours, which makes it precious to me, and the
taste was very special."

"All that from a little squirt?" Jessica asked.

"That little squirt might just be an important discovery," I continued,
"and I would love to learn how to repeat it as often as you like."

"You are quite a guy, Bill," Jessica declared, "you seem to be totally
interested in pleasing me!"

"Well, when I take good care of you, Jessica dear," I replied, "things seem
to be better for me too!"

Jessica smiled and kissed me again, and asked, "Do you think we could
really make that happen again?"

"It happened once," I said, "perhaps by accident, but we should be able to
make it happen again and again once we figure it out.  Perhaps it could be
a daily occurrence."

"Oooohh!," replied Jessica, "that may be more than I can take."

"We'll see," I responded.  "but for now I would like to take a very close
look at your orchiectomy."

"How would you like to do that?" Jessica inquired.

"Climb on top and we'll 69," I directed, "that way I'll get a very close
look."

Jessica climbed on top and took my cock into her mouth.  I took her clitty
into my mouth, which gave me an extremely close view.  It was a very
attractive, clean look from the base of her clitty to her rosebud.

I sucked Jessica to erection and then put my hands on her hips and moved
her rosebud to my mouth.  I kissed her lovingly and that intensified her
sucking of me.  Having my tongue in her rosebud was highly arousing to me,
but her sucking was enough to put me over the edge, and soon I came in
Jessica's mouth.  I moved her to take her clitty into my mouth.

I knew that the taste of my cum had become arousing to Jessica, so I sucked
eagerly to bring her to climax.  Soon she climaxed and I received a small
taste of her juice.  It wasn't really a squirt, but perhaps just a drop,
but I recognized the unmistakable taste.  Perhaps this will be something
that will repeat often.

Jessica got off me and lay next to me, smiling.  She was still holding my
semen in her mouth.

She brought her lips to mine.  My tongue separated her lips and I tasted my
semen. I opened my mouth and she opened her and our tongues shared the
taste.

Afterward we lay together for a time, then I said, "What was that all
about?"

"The thought just occurred to me that it was something we could share,"
Jessica explained, "perhaps it wasn't the right thing to do."

"It isn't something most men would willingly do," I responded, "many guys
won't get near a girl's mouth after they suck them off."

"Was it ok?" asked Jessica.

"Yes dear," I replied, "I enjoy sharing in any way we can."

We got up and had breakfast and went to work.

At work I got a call from Eric, our lawyer who told me that he had
submitted the motion for a court ordered gender change for Jessica.  It
could take up to a month to get through the system, and there were no
guarantees, but he knew some people who may be able to steer it toward a
receptive judge.  I was really happy to hear this.  It was one more
important step for Jessica – one that I hope will help make her my wife.

I reflected on the difference Jessica had made in my life.  After numerous
relationships with genetic women just left me determined not to marry, this
very special woman had captured my heart and my total devotion.

I didn't see Jessica at work that day, which was not unusual.  At the end
of the day she was waiting at the entrance near the parking lot.  She was
all smiles as we walked to the car and she couldn't wait to tell me the
news.

Her mother read the email she had sent as well as the attached articles I
had provided.  "She called me today and we had a nice talk." Jessica
shared, "and she wants to have lunch with us next Saturday!"

"That's wonderful!" I said, "we are making progress."

"Mom said that she thought it might take some work to bring Dad around,"
Jessica continued, "but we are on our way."

I shared with Jessica the news I received from Eric today, and she was
absolutely thrilled!

We stopped a grocery store and bought ingredients for dinner and a bottle
of Gewürztraminer wine to celebrate.  When we got home I took Jessica
into my arms and kissed her deeply.  I never tired of her closeness.

Jessica helped me in dinner preparation.  We were having enchiladas, which
was one of our favorites.  As I popped the enchiladas into the oven,
Jessica took the Gewürztraminer from the refrigerator and puzzled over
the name.  "It sounds like 'girls are meaner'," I explained.

Jessica handed me the bottle, which I opened to allow it to breathe.  Later
I poured us each a glass and we toasted our life together.

"You have helped me to feel far better about my life than I ever have
before," said Jessica.

"As you have made a huge difference in my life!" I declared.

"But you have led a perfectly normal life," insisted Jessica.

"A normal life without the right woman," I explained.

"But you have been with lots women," she countered.

"Yes, but none that I wanted to spend my life with," I said, "and none as
special as you."

Jessica smiled and kissed me again.  Dinner was ready and we enjoyed the
enchiladas and wine.  Jessica said she liked the "girls are meaner" wine.

After dinner Jessica received a call from Jennifer, her more supportive
sister.  They talked for awhile and after hanging up Jessica filled me in.

Jennifer would be joining her mother in meeting us for lunch on Saturday.
She would try to get her other sister, Jane.  Jane had rejected Jessica,
thinking she was disgusting, but we hoped to change her mind.

This was all very good news, but it meant that we were counting on lunch to
make a big difference, and I wasn't so sure of myself, and confessed my
concern to Jessica.

"If it doesn't work at first," assured Jessica, "we'll just keep trying –
that will give you plenty of time to be sure you want to marry me."

"Listen lady!" I said, "I am already completely sure, which is what that
ring means!"

"You are right, of course," she said, kissing me again.

We got ready for bed and took our usual spooning position, lovingly
drifting off to sleep.

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To be continued ...

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

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