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One Of The Office Girls part 3
I apologize for the long delay between stories. I am dealing with the
loss of my daughter and being the primary caregiver for my mother.
I will try to get the next installment out as time permits.
Monday
Monday morning I awoke very early with a flood of emotions. I was
experiencing everything from the excitement of going out for the first
time to the fear of how the girls would react.
Heather rolled over in bed next to me. "I thought you may have trouble
sleeping and get up early. For you first day in the working world I
have a few surprises for you"
I got up and headed to the shower. Using the vanilla scented soap and a
lufa I washed and shaved all over. I want to smell pretty be nice and
smooth. After I got out of the shower I noticed a new matching bra and
panty set had been left out for me. The bra was a full coverage back
hook pink bra with lace trim. The panties are high cut in the same
color. I put them on and adjust the straps on the bra for a comfortable
fit.
Then I slipped on a robe on and let Heather know that I was ready for my
makeup. She was doing it today as I always looked better when she
applies my makeup. And when I know my makeup looks good I always feel
better about myself and more confident. Heather busied herself and in no
time had made me pretty, or as pretty as I could get.
As Heather put on my makeup I let my mind go off of my nervousness and
let my senses take over. I can smell the scent of the bath wash, feel
the makeup going on, taking a deep breath I feel the rise and fall of
the attached breast.
Heather then told me she had made some modifications to my cache and go
get it on and she would help hook me in. She told me she changed the
straps so they should be more comfortable. Once I was properly inserted
into it she hooked the back up for me. I thought I heard a small sliding
noise but attributed it to the new straps she put on it.
Heather then had me close my eyes and took me into the bedroom. She said
she had a brand new outfit for me to wear. When she let me open my eyes
my mouth dropped open.
She was holding up a three piece suit. She had a dark red satin v neck
blouse and a brown suit. The pencil skirt, with back zip and walking
slit looked like it would skim the top of my knees. The jacket had three
buttons. It was gorgeous. I thanked her so much for the new outfit and
gave her a hug making sure we did not mess each other's makeup.
I sat on the bed a put on my taupe control top pantyhose, made sure they
were positioned properly and making sure my nails did not put a run in
them. Next I slid up an ivory half-slip with lace trim on. It felt
wonderful as it brushed up against my shaved, nylon clad legs. Then I
slipped the blouse on and buttoned it up. I smiled as I was buttoning
the blouse up, seeing my red nails as I was getting ready for the day. I
stepped into the skirt positioned it and zipped it up. I walk to the
mirror reached up under the skirt and adjusted the blouse. I let the
skirt fall back into place and checked to make sure my slip was not
showing and the zipper of the skirt was centered in the middle. All
these steps to dressing were so wonderful knowing that I was going to be
able to go to work.
I went to the mirror and placed my wig on and combed it out. Then I put
on clip earrings, my women's wedding ring, necklace and a bracelet on
each wrist. I finished off by spraying my wrist and neck with perfume.
Then I put on the suit jacket and buttoned it up.
I just stood there taking it all in. The feeling of getting dressed for
work, the aroma of my perfume, and seeing a feminine me. The most
powerful feeling was the love that I have for Heather
It was getting time to leave for work so I slipped my 3 inch beige
pumps. I grabbed a coat that we had purchase started walking to get
into the car to go to work. Heather stopped me and asked "are you
forgetting something?" I could not think of anything and she mentioned
that I had left my purse on the end table. I went and looked and found
that Heather had set a purse out for me. It was black with several
compartments and a strap to go over the shoulder. I opened it up and
looked inside. She had placed a hair brush, lipstick, blush, eye shadow,
a small change purse, perfume and a pen and writing pad inside.
As we began walking to the car it hit me. I was so nervous. Heather said
that she was going to drive. While I always drive I knew better than to
argue. I opened the car door remembering to sit first, while
smoothing
the bottom of my skirt, with both legs outside the car and then swing my
legs in to avoid having the skirt ride up high when I sat down and
showing more than I wish to. I sit down and pulled down my skirt. I then
place my purse on the floor and buckled up. It is so wonderful to be in
the car knowing that I am getting to live life as a woman. I see my
painted nails as I put my seatbelt on. The outline of the seat belt on
my body and seeing my shaved legs appearing from beneath my skirt is
great.
Heather backed out and we started off to work. I can not describe how
wonderful it felt but how nerve racking it was.
She pulled into a gas station on the way to work and parked around the
side of the building. I balked but she said it will all be fine. It was
still dark and she parked away from the store entrance. She looked me in
the eyes, told me to trust her and to just feel it. She then told me
to
think about my situation. I was like any other woman. My breast are
attached to me and I could not remove them as she had the medical glue
remover locked up and that she had locked me into my cache so with an
electrical zip tie so I was unable to remove it. She said I know you
would not take it off but just think about this. You have change sides
and are just like any other female. Think about that and enjoy the
thought that you are just one of the girls. You cannot change your
anatomy or who you are inside She told to enjoy my womanhood. When she
went in I ran through my mind how I was just like any woman going to
work. With this being my third day dressed I was feeling feminine and I
just took everything in.
When Heather came back out she had two cups of coffee. We usually split
one but she said that she thought I would enjoy seeing my lipstick on
the coffee cup while going to my first day of work.
We were the first to arrive at the office and she parked at the farthest
spot from the front door. When I asked if she could park any farther
away she said no and that I should experience the cold weather on my
exposed legs.
I opened the car door swung both legs out of the car stood up and walked
to the office for my first day as a business woman. The cool morning
air
on my hose covered legs and the clicking of heels in a parking lot were
exhilarating and comforting although chilly. When we arrived at the door
and I was able to dig through my purse for the front doors keys.
We went into the office and I hung my coat up in my office. Heather said
it would be nice to make coffee for the others, so off I went to make
the morning coffee.
When I went back to my office I noticed that Heather had placed a
nameplate over my regular name with Lea's name. She just smiled as she
said I have you covered.
Heather told me that this day was for me and that I should enjoy it. We
heard another car pull up and Heather told me to go in my office and
shut the door.
When I was in the office I heard that Lisa was the first to arrive.
Heather greeted her at the door and let her in. Lisa asked if I had
chickened out and Heather said that I was in the office waiting for
everyone to show up for my debut.
Once everyone arrived and the front door was locked Heather gave a small
speech to the girls. She told them that she had run me through her
women's 101, 102, and advance classes. I had learned how to walk, sit
and move. I knew the terminology to different makeup and clothing. She
also said that while I sometimes was a reluctant student she was proud
of me. She told them that I would fit right in as a proper lady,
although I was the only one dressed to the nines that day.
With that she introduced me and out I walked. When I walked out
everything was silent and I began to panic. They all were starring and
not saying anything. After what seemed liked forever they began talking
and I began breathing again.
They said I looked cute, pretty and very ladylike.
They asked about all what I wearing. I told them everything any other
women would, including proper undergarments.
Heather left and we finally got down to work and we did not stop till
break time. When we sat down for coffee they had all sorts of questions.
How it felt, was I getting used to the clothing and was I enjoying it?
I told them with the boot camp Heather ran me through that I was used to
the clothing and it was a fun experiment. I told them the nails seemed
to be the hardest thing to get adjusted to.
I said I had to use the restroom and excused myself. I was told to make
sure that I sat and to use the women's restroom. Little did they know
that I had no desire to stand nor could I. It felt wonderful for the
first time to use the women's bathroom. To be able to use the
facilities that represented how I was dressed, who I was made me feel
more complete. Even though it takes longer it was great. To be able to
be like any other woman was exhilarating. Many people would just wonder
about why I enjoyed even that part of it. The reason is simple because
that is what women do. So to be able to deal with sitting while dealing
with the panties, hose and skirt is enjoyable as it re enforces my
feminine side.
After I was done I checked my makeup and made sure my clothing was
adjusted properly and went back out. When I stepped out the girls
laughed and asked what took so long? I chuckled and said women's
clothing must have been invented by men.
Before long it was lunch time. Heather stopped back in to join us and
asked how the new office girl was. Everyone chimed in that I was doing
very well and they were going to have a bet to pay off. Lunch was salad
for me as Heather said I need to watch what I eat to keep my figure. We
just chatted about the holidays, Christmas presents and odds and ends.
Then all too soon it was back to work. The afternoon flew by and it
struck me that I had been dressed so long that I did not feel like a man
in a dress but felt like Lea, my feminine side. I felt natural,
complete.
The day ran down and Heather came back to see how I did and to take me
home.
The girls told her I did great and that they lost the bet. They went on
to say that one day was not a true test as it was only eight hours. If I
wanted to really know how it is I should have to do it all week. I
balked and said they were just sore losers. They said no that one day
was not a fair representation. They went on and on and said they would
up the stakes to include a nice dinner, and a monetary donation to the
charity of our choice. Heather said it is a bet and I spoke up. I was
told to hush that she was closing a deal.
Before I knew it I was scheduled to work as Lea for a week. Counting the
weekend that would give me seven days as a woman. I was standing there
in shock when they all started saying that they could not wait.
Heather told me the wait in the office and she would run to the
consignment shop and outfit me for the week.
Once we got home I changed into a sweater and some kaki pants. Heather
said we have some work to do prior to us making supper. She went and got
some plastic storage boxes from the garage and said since there were no
longer any men in the house we should pack up all the men's clothing
that had been left behind. Once we had everything boxed up she put it
in an outside storage shed. Heather locked it up and we placed all
Leas' clothing in my drawers.
The full impact hit me. I had no male clothing, no medical glue remover
for the breast and I am locked in my cache. I was unable to change back.
While that was exciting to only see female clothing it was scary as I
was stuck until the end of the week as a woman. My dream coming true but
it was also scary as I could not change back when I wanted to. I did
not
have control. I could not even look at my male clothing for comfort.
Heather looked at me and said that she controlled when I could change
back and it may not be until a week from today or a total of nine days.
My mind was swimming.
Heather was grinning and said "you should have been careful and of what
you wished for. You are going to know very well what it means to be a
woman when I am done with you."
We made supper, talked, watched TV and kept my mind off the upcoming
week.
At bed time it felt nice going through the rituals of removing the
makeup, putting moisturizer on and the other thing that we women do.
My mind raced with what the week may bring.
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