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FEM FIRM 4-POP SECRET PROLOGUE As I knocked on the door of my parents' house, the nerves I had made me feel like ants were crawling all over my body. I suppose I could have walked right in since I used to live there but I didn't want to shock them. After all, this was the first time they would ever see me as Ruby and, since I hadn't told them ahead of time when they asked me to come over, they were totally unprepared. My clothing was as demure as could be. I'd worn a woman's business suit in grey with a white blouse and stockings. Three inch black heels completed my outfit. My make-up, also somewhat subdued, was perfect. I brushed my hair back and took a deep breath as I heard my mother coming to the door. When it opened, what really surprised me was the fact that she wasn't surprised. "Oh my goodness, dear, don't you look just lovely!" she exclaimed as she escorted me into the foyer."Let me get a look at you! My oh my has my little boy changed! I must say I approve!" As I looked at her quizzically she called up the stairs, "Come down dear, Ruby's home. Wait till you see how lovely she looks!" I heard someone move around on the second floor and as they descended the stairs I immediately realized that I was in for an even bigger surprise than I ever could have envisioned. PART 1-RUBY Over the next three weeks, after my coming out as Ruby, life outside of the office became an incredible, new experience for me. I had never felt so alive in my life. I couldn't believe how happy I was. I'd been freed of the "Burden of Ben," as Veronica had dubbed it and it was nothing short of wonderful. I love everything about being a woman. The clothes, the make-up, the hair, the shoes, oh my god, I could go on forever! The only thing that truly distressed me was that I hadn't done it sooner. It took the Firm to bring it out of me and I will be eternally grateful to all of my sisters at Coxan and Dickster for helping me make my dream come true. Ben was a hopeless loser and was never really much of a man to begin with. He was a weak, spineless, coward who was afraid to live his life. I, on the other hand, had no such fears. I saw what I wanted and took it. The irony that I was more aggressive and bolder as a woman than I'd ever been as a man was not lost on me Of course my duties at the Firm didn't change one bit. I was still sucking off who ever happened to need it at the time and gladly giving my sweet hole to whom ever had a hankering for some hot ass. I still dabbled in "office work" but really spent most of the time shopping on line (shoes had become a particular passion, but you already knew that, didn't you girls?!). The only difference now was the fact that I had to run to the bathroom after every suck and or fuck to repair myself. Ben could look like a disheveled lowlife but Ruby wouldn't be caught dead that way. In a short period of time, I'd become quite skilled at make-up and hair styling thanks mostly to my "sister" Veronica, to whom I've gotten very close over the last few months and especially so after I became Ruby. We do everything together. Shopping, restaurants, and movies you name it. I'm so lucky to have her. She has also been invaluable when it comes to dealing with men. Veronica and I are both hot; I'm not going to even attempt to be modest about it. We're both beautiful young women with kick ass bodies that we like showing off. This, of course, attracts quite a bit of male attention. Veronica has taught me how to be friendly yet aloof when dealing with men. I do want to date men down the road at some point, obviously, but I'm not quite ready as yet. Right now I'm a t-girl lesbian and I love it. Will I ever get into a long term relationship with a man? Maybe. The Idea does intrigue me for sure, but it is not in my immediate plans. The other adjustment I had to make was sleep time. I had start going to bed earlier on work nights because it takes me about three times as long in the morning now as it used to. As Ben, it was ok for me to get up an hour before I had to go to work when all I had to was shower and dress. As Ruby, I can't be the lazy shit Ben was(Why do I get so hostile now when I speak of my time as Ben?Hmm?). It takes time to put my face on and pick out my clothes for the day. OMG, I spend about 15 minutes now just picking out shoes! But I wouldn't have it any other way. About two weeks ago, I had just gotten in when Debra asked me to take care of somebody in conference room A. Of course, I knew what 'take care of' meant so I happily swished over there on my open-toe black pump feet to greet whomever I was going to give my mouth and ass to and found Melissa our private eye the Firm has on retainer. Melissa is quite a story. She used to be a real hard boiled, take-no- shit cop as a man and when she was put on vice she realized she was gay and started having sex with the johns she was supposed to be arresting. Her superiors obviously frowned on this behavior but she couldn't help herself and she was fired from the police force. She took a job as a PI as a gay male decoy to help distraught wives catch their closet queen husbands in the act. Then one day, a client called saying she thought her husband was screwing around with trannies and wanted to prove it. At the time, her firm didn't do that kind of business because they didn't have a convincing decoy that could pull it off. Melissa, or Mel at the time, volunteered. Her boss was skeptical but when she strutted into the office the next day as a knockout blonde in a tight micro mini black dress, the boss was sold. She had no trouble whatsoever in getting the goods on the mark and she continued to do it. After a while, she decided to go full time as a woman. Not just for practical reasons either. She found she LOVED being a girl. I know the feeling! "Hi Melissa," I said as I sashayed into the conference room. She was somewhat taken aback. "Are you a new girl?" "You might say that. I was Ben when we met before." "Oh my God! You were that little wimpy shit I met before?! My you've changed for the better!" "I'd sure like to think so. So, What can I do for you? Blowjob? I give really good head." "Yeah, I could really use some great head right now." She was wearing a beige women's business suit the jacket to which had already been removed. I could see she was a busty girl (found out later they were 44DD), and at 6' in her stocking feet, a tall one too. She quickly removed her skirt and slipped out of her panties revealing a gorgeous cock which she took in her right hand and with her left gently gestured me to a position that has become quite familiar to me in the past six months: on my knees. Not that I don't love it, I do. I took her cock in my mouth and began doing what I do best; suck dick. Only it's better now because I love leaving a trail of lipstick on a hard cock. Since becoming Ruby, I've taken to putting an extra coat of lipstick on just before a blow job. It's kind of become my trademark. Everybody loves it. I also like to leave it on an asshole after a rimjob as well. God, I love being a girl! I removed her cock from my mouth and started to lick her luscious balls. They were plum sized and smelled musky just like balls should. Balls that have been crumpled up in panties for any length of time have the most delicious smell in the world. I also love it when they're sweaty. Girl, I could lick balls all day! Just then the door opened and Monique entered the room. I could feel Melissa (who'd been totally enraptured by my sucking) jump slightly. Monique and Melissa had a strange history with each other going back to when Melissa was Mel the street cop and Monique was Julio the young street thug. She'd arrested Monique a few times and they had a somewhat strained relationship. "Oh, hi Melissa. I'm sorry I didn't know you were in here." "It's ok. I came to see Angela and they offered me a blowjob." I continued sucking as they talked. "I'm glad to see you made something of yourself Monique." "So you've told me before." "Well, you know how it goes once a cop always a cop. I still can't get over the fact that such a macho thug like you became such a gorgeous chick." "Should I take that as a compliment?" "Yea, that's how I meant it." "Watching you getting your cock sucked like that makes me horny as hell. Ruby, is Veronica around? I could use some head too." I took my mouth from Melissa's cock. "Yea, I think she's in her office." I heard Monique leave the room as I continued sucking Melissa. I heard Monique and Veronica enter the room and begin to disrobe. I was on my knees in front of Melissa but I could hear them kissing along with the sound of rustling clothes. Once they undressed, I could then hear the unmistakable sound of a cock being sucked and Monique moaning as Veronica worked her own magic. Like me, she's a great cock sucker and as she applied her considerable talents to Monique's member, I could feel Melissa getting very turned on just watching them. I took my long nails(which had grown out nicely by now) and began to tickle Melissa's balls as I swallowed her tool. Looking up at her, I could tell she was about to cum. I knew she would want to bust that nut in my sweet asshole so I removed my mouth from her prick and asked her if she was ready to fuck me. "You bet, Honey!" With that I stood up and she bent down and kissed me. As our lipstick meshed I undressed and bent myself over the conference room table and waited for Melissa to enter me. She grabbed a condom from the ever present bowl in every room of the firm, quickly put it on and then asked me where the lube was. "It's ok Melissa, I keep my asshole lubed all day just in case," I said. She slowly entered my hole as I pushed back met her initial thrust. She soon realized that my ass pussy was very accustomed to fudge packing and began to savagely pond it with all she had. She was very powerful as she had retained a great deal of her male prowess as a cocksmith. Just then, Veronica assumed a similar position on the other side of the table as she took the familiar cock of Monique in her anal cavity. Our eyes met and we smiled the knowing smile of two satisfied women doing what we were seemingly born to do: Take huge dicks up our asses. We held each others' hand across the table and then, obviously getting the same impulse at the same time, we tongue kissed wickedly. "I love you," I whispered. "I love you, too," she whispered in return. Monique and Melissa continued to ravage our holes with total abandon and I could then feel that Melissa was about to cum. I turned to her and said "I want it in my face." She then pulled out and I quickly got on my knees in front of her and she blew her huge nut in my face and after about six spurts, she left my face dripping with dick juice. I loved it. Looking over, I could see Veronica was in a similar situation on her knees in front of Monique. Veronica is also quite the facial queen as well as I am and we smiled another knowing smile. "Phew! That was fucking great!" Melissa exclaimed as she collapsed in a nearby chair stroking her still semi-erect cock. Monique was sitting across from her and agreed. "These two are the fucks I've ever had," she said. I smiled with pride as Melissa pulled me up on her lap. "We have to do this again sometime, sweety." 'I'll give you my number," I said as I kissed her. We all went into the shower and make-up area and repaired ourselves. Veronica and I giggling like schoolgirls as we showered, dressed, and redid our make-up. As we looked in the mirror, Veronica ran her hand along my hips. "Looks like those hormones are starting to kick in, girl. Won't be long now til you start to show up here', she said as she touched my nipple. I gasped when she did that. My nipples had become quite sensitive over the past month I could feel myself becoming more and more girl every day. In fact, now that I'd begun the process, I began to grow impatient for it to progress. Veronica told me that was natural for new girls. I'd also begun to cry a lot for no reason at all but Veronica said that was normal too. "You're a girl now, sweety. It's natural for you to show your emotions more." "So many things are hitting me at once I guess I just can't keep up." But I had no idea whatsoever what was about to hit me next. PART 2-THE VISIT About two weeks later, Veronica and I were spending a quiet Friday night resting after a really hardcore Fuckfest. We'd just showered(together, ofcourse) and were sitting on the couch giving each other a mani-pedi. We'd planned to go out shopping the next day and wanted to look super hot. Just sitting in out terry bathrobes and towels on our hair when the phone rang. "Hello, dear!" the voice on the other end said. It was my mother. It was a call I'd been dreading but knew was coming. "Hi,mom," I said as I tried to mimic Ben's voice as best I could. I'd been working on getting my voice higher and had been succeeding very well. My voice was positively girly now but as my mom had no idea of my transition, I had to speak to her in Ben's voice. I thought I was doing ok because my mom didn't seem to think anything was amiss. "We'd like you to come over tomorrow night. Things have changed between your father and I since you left home and we'd like to talk to you about it." "Are you splitting up?" "Oh no, dear, not at all. Things have just ahh...changed." She paused. "And we'd like to share it with you. So can you come over tomorrow?" "Ahh... Yeah.. I guess so" "Great! Is 7 o'clock ok?" "Sure, I guess so." "Wonderful! See, you then, dear!" and she hung up. "What's wrong"? Veronica noticed the shocked look on my face. "My parents want to see me tomorrow night at the house. My mom said that they want to talk to me about something" "Are they splitting up or is someone sick?" "No, she assured me it wasn't anything of that nature" "Well, I guess it's now or never , Ruby. You knew you had to tell them at some point and now is as good a time as any." "I'm just so scared,Veronica." "I know but they're going to find out eventually. Isn't sooner better than later?" "I guess so. I'm just so nervous. What am I going to wear?" At this point I should tell you that going back to being a boy just to visit my parents was out of the question because by now I had progressed in my transition to a point where that was no longer possible. My hair by now had grown to shoulder length and my nails were long and manicured. My hips had begun to widen and my breasts were even budding to an almost B-Cup. There was no way even if I wore boys clothes that they wouldn't noticed the changes in me. So it was go as Ruby and let the chips fall where they may or not go at all. Veronica was the one who suggested that I wear a subdued outfit but I was thinking along the same lines as well. Showing up in the usual hoochie clothes I normally wore was out of the question. Learning their son was now their daughter was one thing. They didn't need to know I was a little cocksucking slut as well. Needless to say I didn't get much sleep the night before and was restless all day that Saturday. I took a cab to my patents house at 6:30 and arrived around 20 minutes later. As I knocked on the door of my parents' house, the nerves I had made me feel like ants were crawling all over my body. I suppose I could have walked right in since I used to live there but I didn't want to shock them. After all, this was the first time they would ever see me as Ruby and, since I hadn't told them ahead of time when they asked me to come over, they were totally unprepared. My clothing was as demure as could be. I'd worn a woman's business suit Veronica leant me in grey with a white blouse and stockings. Three inch black heels completed my outfit. My make-up, also somewhat subdued, was perfect. I brushed my hair back and took a deep breath as I heard my mother coming to the door. When it opened, what really surprised me was the fact that she wasn't surprised. "Oh my goodness, dear, don't you look just lovely!" she exclaimed as she escorted me into the foyer. "Let me get a look at you! My oh my has my little boy changed! I must say I approve!" As I looked at her quizzically she called up the stairs, "Come down dear, Ruby's home. Wait till you see how lovely she looks!" I heard someone move around upstairs and as they descended, I immediately realized that I was in for an even bigger surprise than I ever could have envisioned. The first thing I saw was a foot encased in a black open toed pump with red toenails and two beautiful legs covered in shear ecru stockings. The skirt came to just above the knee and was somewhat tight. The waist was next and it was slim covered in a sleeveless white top. The bust was not huge but it was nice size and proportioned to woman who possessed it. It seemed to be happening in slow motion but when I finally saw the woman's face I realized two things right away. First, she was beautiful. She resembled Lana Turner(I'd always been somewhat of a movie buff) and second, it was my father's. As I stood in the foyer of my parents' house catching flies, my mother took my hand and put her other hand on my shoulder. "Isn't she beautiful, Ruby?" I looked at mother with a lot of questions dancing in my head and then looked back at my "father". She was doing a model turn and showed me a fabulous ass to go along with the rest of her amazing beauty. She finally completed her turn and put her hands on her hips and posed smiling ear to ear. "Come in and sit down, Ruby. I'm sure you have a lot of questions and we will answer all of them but would you like something to drink?,"my mother asked as she lead me to the sofa in the living room. My mother and I sat on the sofa and my "dad" sat on the chair right across from us and crossed her gorgeous legs, smoothing out her stockings and skirt. As I watched the obvious show, she sat and smiled a knowing smile which kind of scared me. My mother had called me Ruby twice so she obviously knew all about my transformation. The fact that she didn't bat an eye when I walked ion the door should have told me that, but exactly how much did they know? "I must say, Ruby, I didn't expect you to be as beautiful as you are. Isn't she just beautiful, Barbara?" "She's gorgeous, Mildred. A real chip off the old block, as it were." "The apple certainly didn't fall far from the tree did it?" As I looked from my mother to "Barbara" and back again, it all seemed like some weird dream. How could I not have known my father was transgendered. It just didn't seem possible. I knew they were young when they had me, two curious teenagers aged 16 and 15 my mother being the elder. So my dad was only 39 now but as Barbara he didn't look a day over thirty. He made a breathtakingly gorgeous woman. My mother didn't bother to wait until I asked. She began to tell me everything. "Your father knew he was really a woman from the time he was about ten years old. When we were friends as teenagers we were really girl friends. We'd play with clothes and make-up and I must say even then I knew your father would be a beautiful woman. One night we were fooling around and, as you may have guessed, I got pregnant with you. "You may recall the first six years of your life was spent living in the guest house of your dad's parents. Then when they thought we were old enough to live on our own and raise you by ourselves, they gave us our own house." "The one on Maple Street?" "Yes. Of course by then your dad was already dressing whenever he could but we tried to keep it from you because we thought you would get confused. Then Frankie and his family moved next door and when we knew you were playing dress up with him we knew it would only be a matter of time before you became the lovely creature you are now. It took a lot longer than we thought it would though." "Well, I did know that I wanted to be a girl even then but I was afraid of how you and dad would react. I mean I'd lived off of you all of those years and then dropped out of college. I figured I done enough to hurt you." Just then the front door opened and a young man walked in who looked about 20 or 21. "Hi Mrs. Argyle," he said. He then walked over to where Barbara was sitting and she got up and kissed him the hottest kiss I'd had ever seen while he started to pull his pants down. When he did, he pulled out a cock that was almost freakishly big. It was at least a foot long and fat too. Barbara sat back down on the chair and proceeded to completely devour his cock. "Oh my God!" "This is Wade, dear," my mom said. "He's the neighbors' son, just home from college. Your father has been having fun with him for about three years now. He comes and goes as he pleases and we have sort of supported him because your dad is in love with him. Kind of sad that the feeling really isn't mutual but Barbara is addicted to his cock' Hearing my mother talk that way shocked me almost as much as what I was seeing. As mother and I watched in silence, Barbara sucked Wade's massive tool for about ten minutes and then stood up and kissed him some more. "Wade loves to taste his cock on your dad's mouth," mother explained. She then reached into the end table and took out a condom and handed it to Wade who then placed it on his now fully engorged member. I looked at mom quizzically. "Oh right, lube. Your dad knew Wade was coming tonight so we lubed her ass real well beforehand. Don't worry she's ready." I then watched, in utter amazement, my dad bend over and, in one easy push by Wade, take his entire massive cock up his ass. Wade then preceeded to go to town on my dad's ass. Barbara was in shear ecstasy as Wade pounded her hole. She gripped the back of the chair for dear life and moaned like a school girl while taking the humungous dick. Wade fucked her for about twenty minutes without a slowdown in pace. Now speaking from experience having taken quite a few dicks up my own hole, I can tell you that seems impossible but that's what I was witnessing. I looked over at my mom but she had a sort of blas? look on her face that seemed kind of sad too. "He fucks me too," she said rather matter-of-factly. "He'll have a go at my pussy when he's through with your dad. So relax dear and enjoy the show." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My parents were living an entirely different life than I ever could have possibly imagined. They were nothing short of absolute perverts. Not that I thought that was bad thing. I mean after the life I was leading how could I judge them. No, I'm just giving it a name. "I'm cumming!" Wade almost screamed. And with that he pulled his incredible rod out of Barbara's ass, ripped off the condom, and she got on the floor in front of him and he shot one of the most massive loads I've ever seen right in Barbara's face totally drenching it. She was in tears with joy. I don't think I've ever seen a person so happy to get a face full of cum in my life. "I love you, Wade," she said through the tears and cum. "And you better keep on loving me, bitch, if want to keep getting this cock!" he said this as he slapped Barbara's face with his huge tool. My feelings were decidedly mixed. While I was appalled at the way Wade was treating my father, part of me couldn't help but be incredibly turned on by what I was witnessing. Barbara, still on her knees, hung her head and silently wept as Wade plopped down in the chair she'd occupied and she then went upstairs to clean up. Wade sat there stroking his cock back to full attention and shook it in the direction of my mom. She looked at me and then went to her knees and took Wade's member in her mouth and devoured it in much the same way Barbara had earlier. Mom gave great head, as it turned out. First she kissed the tip of his rod and licked up and down on the shaft. She then took hold of the base and began to lick his balls as if they were her favorite food. I could identify with that as I love balls myself. Wade then bent over and kissed her the sloppiest, wettest kiss I'd ever seen and mom grinned. She was clearly pleasing her man and loving every minute of it. "Lubed?" he asked. "Yes, Wade." She then stood and quickly discarded all of her clothes save her stocking and shoes. This was a revelation as well(they were coming fast and furious now) as I'd never seen my mom naked before. She's got a fantastic body for a woman her age and she then mounted the chair and offered her fantastic ass to Wade who quickly accepted. While Barbara was silent moaner, mom was not. "Ok, give me that cock, you fucker! Barbara may love you but I the only thing I love about you is that dick! So shove it up my cunt, you fucking lowlife!" After slipping on another condom, he did. "Ahh, that's it! Fuck this pussy, motherfucker!" Just then Barbara rejoined us in the living room and sat down next to me. She smiled a sad smile and looked on impassively as Wade fucked mom. As I watched mom and Wade go at it, I noticed some things about him that didn't seem quite right. For one thing, his body was completely hairlress. I guess that's not really unusual concidering his young age but it didn't seem natural. I realized he shaved himself. Now that in and of itself, of course, isn't unusual either. A lot of men shave their bodies. It's just that.... well I just didn't know. "Your mother has had many lovers, Ruby. I was never man enough to please her. In fact, I was never really a man, as you may have guessed." "You kept it hidden very well" "I should have come out to you a long time ago. I know that now. Especially after we found out about you little games with Frankie. I knew then that you took after me. But I remained closeted. I really don't know why. Looking back on it we should have raised you as a girl. Then we could have been a much closer and happier family, a family of women." I reached over and hugged Barbara. "It's ok, Barbara. We still can make up for lost time. We can be girlfriends now. How about if I take the day off sometime next week and we can go shopping and make up for lost time." "Oh, Ruby, that would be fabulous!" We were both teary eyed at that point and I knew my relationship with Barbara was going to be wonderful! All the while, mom and Wade were going at it like two cats in heat. His monster rod was pistoning in and out of mom's pussy like a freight train. She moaned and screamed and seemed to be speaking in tongues. Finally he proclaimed he was going to cum and pulled out. Mom got on her knees and Wade shot a massive load drenching her face in cum. Mom was happier than I'd ever seen her. Wade fell back into the chair and mom sat there for a moment as cum dripped down her chin. She gave Barbara and me a jizz covered smile and then got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. Wade sat there stroking his still unbelievably semi hard cock. "Your mom might be an even better piece of ass than your dad," he said. "But not by much." He then made a kissy face at Barbara. Looking back on it now, that seemed like an all-to-feminine gesture from such a masculine stud. I began to wonder about Wade. At that point he stood up and began to dress. As he did he looked my way and said, "I'd do you too, babe but I've got go home and get ready to go out again. I have a few clients I need to take care of tonight". "What makes you think I would want you? Big cocks don't really impress me all that much. I've had cocks as big as yours. And they were all trannies too," I said. He didn't say anything he just smirked and left. "Barbara, why do let him humiliate you like that?" "I really don't know, Ruby. Since I started living as a woman and taking hormones I've been very submissive. I ENJOY being dominated by men. It's what I live for; male domination and cock. If it wasn't Wade it would be someone else. It's just who I have discovered I am" I put my arm around her a hugged her. Even though she didn't look it any more, she was still my father and I loved her very much. I made me feel bad to see her embarrassed that way. Just then a refreshed mom rejoined us. "I really don't care for Wade all that much as a person but I, like your father, have become addicted to that cock. The bad part is that he uses that against us." For the rest of the night until about 11pm mom, Barbara, and I hashed a lot of things out. I found out that it was no accident that I was working at Coxan and Dickster. They told me that Frankie(now Isabella) told Barbara about me and they were the ones who sent me the ad in my e-mail. It turned out I was the only one who applied for the job and was the only one interviewed. The job itself was , in fact, sort of made up. The only reason I was at the Firm was so that I would become a girl. I was kind of upset at first but when mom explained it to me I realized they did it for my own good, They knew that I was unhappy as a man and they were right. I was just fighting my true nature. I was a woman now and was going to stay one. We had a few good cries and a lot of laughs and for the first time in my life I felt truely close to my parents. Everything had all worked itself out. Barbara and I made a date for lunch and shopping for the following Wednesday and I kissed them both goodnight as the cab I had called arrived and I got home around 11:30. "Well, I've been waiting on pins and needles! What happened?" I broke down and cried tears of utter joy in Veronica's arms as I told her everything that happened at my parents' house. She couldn't have been happier for me. But I was curious. Did she know anything about the circumstances under which I came to work at the Firm? "Honestly, Ruby neither myself nor anyone else at the firm knew. Well, maybe Angela did but she was the only one if she did know. I never knew and no one ever mentioned it to me." I knew Veronica would never lie to me. PART -3 FRANK AND JOE The following Monday I went to Debra's office to see if it would be ok to have Wednesday off so Barbara and I could go out. Her office door was closed so I decided to wait but I could hear her speaking in a loud voice on the other side of the door. Just then it opened and Debra was on the speaker with another lawyer. From the sound of it she was discussing the Markham case. It was a case involving a transsexual adult film actress who'd been let go from a contract she had with a company that ran her website. Debra was naked aside from stockings and heels. Her cock was hard and she was stoking it. The reason Debra was so good at her job and the reason it the Firm was so successful was her ability to multitask. She's the only person I know who could hold a business conversation on the phone and jerk off at the same time. She motioned for me to come in and sat down at her desk. Once she did, I, without being asked, knelt down in front of her and took her cock into my mouth. I'd sucked her off many times as she held business conversations and even conference calls. As I sucked her cock, Debra fondled her tits tweaked her nipples making her cock even harder. My skill at cocksucking is fantastic and I knew that she was enjoying it. After about five minutes she reached into the drawer and pulled out the huge syringe filled with lube and I knew she wanted to fuck me so I stood up and pulled down my black mini and my panties and bent over the desk. She then stood up and spread my ass cheeks, shot me with a generous amount of lube and entered my hole. Debra is a no nonsense fucker and began to hump my ass with total abandon right away. I, of course, had no trouble with this and immediately began to back up and meet each of her thrusts with one of my own of equal force. She fucked me hard and deep for about ten minutes then motioned that she was going to come. One of the unwritten rules of the Firm is that all come shots be facials so I knelt in front of her and she soon splashed my face with a massive load of jizz. I sat and waited for her to shake the last remnents of cream from her cock onto my face. As she continued deftly with her call, I got up and fetched the ever present roll of paper towels and handed her about four of them and took a few for myself. We then proceeded to wipe ourselves. As I was repairing my make-up at the small vanity she has in her office, the call ended. "That was just what I need, Ruby! How did you know?" "I didn't. I just came in to asked you if I could have Wednesday afternoon off." I then told her of my adventure visiting my parents for the first time as Ruby and she listened with wry smile. She was not surprised by any of it. "I've known your dad was a queen for quite some time. I'm glad you two finally worked all that out. It took way longer than it should have but, as that say, better late than never." "We're planning a girl's day of lunching and shopping at the Crestview Mall. I'm really looking forward to it." "I'm sure. You two have a lot of catching up to." I thanked Debra and left her office. Immediately after I did, Debra, unbeknownst to me at the time, of course, made a phone call that would change my life forever. Wednesday FINALLY came(it seemed as if it would take forever!) and I'd gotten up early to get ready for my lunch with Barbara. I'd already kissed Veronica off to work with a mutual suck (after all, we are still male{ and young ones at that} so insistent morning wood is normal for us.). Since all of our secrets were out, I decided that I was going to show Barbara the REAL Ruby. The slutty Ruby. The cock loving, ass inviting, little cum whore I'd become. I did my hair up in a wild, wavy cascade of auburn tresses lovingly sprayed into place. My make up wasn't slutty but it wasn't schoolgirl either. It was just whorey enough without going overboard. My clothes? What do you think? Well, I can tell you, I was not going to be little miss school teacher I'd been when I first went to my parents house. Oh no. I 'd gone shopping Monday after work and picked up the shortest micro mini I could get away with. It was long sleeved and just about covered my luscious ass and hugged my now gorgeous slim body like it was painted on me. Sheer black stockings and four inch fuck me pumps finished it off. As I did a last make up and hair check before leaving the apartment, I wondered what Barbara would be wearing. I figured she'd be dressed a little more conservative that Iwas. But I was still somewhat shocked when I saw her. I took a cab to the Crestview Mall and arrived around noon. I was to meet Barbara at Frederico's an Italian restaurant in the more upscale section of the mall. The way I was dressed, I sort of felt like a hooker waiting to turn a trick. The idea kind of intrigued me. Just then I turned and saw a vision of pure elegance and grace approaching me to my left. She was wearing a sleeveless pink dress which came to her knees. Her hair was pulled back into a bun in the back and she wore white gloves and a small white leather purse hung from her right shoulder. Her make up beautiful , befitting a woman of her age. Flesh tone stockings and white high heeled sandals completed her gorgeous ensamble. I felt like a little slut next to her. The fact that I WAS a little slut notwithstanding, it didn't mean I had to dress like one. "Oh, Barbara, you look so beautiful!" We hugged and air kissed(we didn't want to smear our make up). You look ravishing yourself, dear," she said. "Looking at how classily you dressed, I feel like a street whore next to you. I guess I should have toned it down a little." "Well, you've only been living as a girl for a short time, sweetheart. This is still all novel to you. In time you'll learn that being a woman is more than just dressing the part it's in the way you carry yourself too." Her words definitely struck a cord with me. I was learning that there was more to being a woman than just knowing how to sick dick and take it up my ass. There were subtle things about it too and some of them ,I was learning, are just as sexy, if not more so. We entered the restaurant and the hostess showed us to a table. The place was crowded so they had to seat us in the back. The way I was dressed, I didn't mind. On the way there, Barbara and I sure got a lot of attention from a lot of the male patrons, even from some who were with women. We both decided against ordering any type of spaghetti type dish as they can be somewhat sloppy to eat. We both chose penne pasta. Mine with veal parm and Barbara with shrimp scampi. As we waited for our meals, the conversation immediately turned to sex. "Barbara, why do you let that asshole Wade treat you like that. Don't you find it degrading?" "Sometimes. But since I became a woman, I can't control the submissive urges that I have. Wade, I'm afraid plays to my worst instincts as a woman. I often cry for some time after he fucks me but his cock is an addiction. You haven't had sex with a man yet, have you Ruby?" "If by that you mean a masculine man, no, I haven't." "When you do, you may understand the way I feel about them. Pleasing men is the greatest joy in the world for me, Ruby. I can't make it any plainer than that. They fulfill me, they make me whole. They make me feel like a woman. Please don't judge me just based on my relationship with Wade. You are attracted to men aren't you?" "Of course!" "Well then you should have some understanding of how I feel." "I do, Barbara. But it's a huge step for me. It's not the sex that makes me apprehensive, it's the relationship part. I've been told that men fall in love with girls like us. I know the way they look at me sometimes. It's not just with lust but also with the look of a lost puppy looking for a new home. I'm not sure I'm ready to make any kind of commitment right now." "You've only been a girl for a short time, Ruby, so I can understand your feelings. Relationships are about more than sex, for sure. Let's face it, you're only going to actually having sex about 5% of the time. The rest will have to hinge on your compatibility with your man. Remember Ruby, love is understanding that the needs and wants of your significant other are more important than your own and taking great joy in that. Of course, the relationship will only work if he feels the same way." Just then, I noticed two men sitting at the bar in the restaurant eying us. One was a complete hunk of a man. The kind of guy I always imagined my first man-fuck to be. The other was an older gentleman whom I guessed was about Barbara's age or perhaps a little older. Also, he bore a striking resemblance to the younger man. I turned to Barbara to mention their ogling to her but she was already waving them over! "Barbara, what are you doing?! Suppose they find out we're not really girls?" "It's ok dear," Barbara said as she reassuringly patted my hand. "They already know." At that point Barbara got up and kissed the older man right on the lips. The kiss lingered for a few seconds and after it broke Barbara said, "This is my lover Frank, Ruby. And that's his son, Joe. I invited them to join us here. Joe has been wanting to meet up with you again for a while now. Even before you became Ruby." "How did you know me before then?' I asked. "Because I'm Isabella's younger brother, and My dad Frank here is her father. Don't you remember, Ruby?" As I've said before, the memories of my time with Frankie (Isabella) had become a blur to me. I'd blocked a lot of it out trying to desperately hold on to my manhood. Which, of course, turned out to be a lost cause. "I knew all about you two little queens when we lived next door years ago. I must say, I hoped that someday you'd come to your senses and become the beautiful girl I always knew you would be." They then sat down between us and then the waiter came over with our lunch. "Oh, I see your party has joined you, Ms. Argyle. Would you gentleman like to order or perhaps have cocktail first?" At that point it became clear to me that Barbara had invited them here and it wasn't just a coincidence. As Barbara cuddled up to Frank she said, "Frank and I have been lovers for a long time now, since we were kids really. I'd dress up for him and we'd aa...ya know...play house," Barbara said with a schoolgirl giggle. "But when your mom got pregnant with you we had to cool it for a while. But a few years later we started going on a...'weekend fishing trips'. Funny thing, we never caught one fish, did we hon?" she said with a wry smile. "Well, it's kinda tough to catch fish if you don't bring any rods or reels or lines or hooks," Frank said with a smile. "But I did bring lots of bras and panties and dresses and make up and heels and stockings and wigs. So we'd have something else to do," Barbara said with another giggle. "I must say, Ruby, you've turned out to be even more beautiful than I imagined you would be when I sneaked looks at you and my brother playing dress-up. I used to jerk off watching you through a small hole on the wall between my room and Frankie's," Joe said. "Oh my God! You spied on us?!" "How do you think Frankie could afford all those great clothes he had? I paid him to let me. I fell in love with you then Ruby. I knew you were a sissy probably before you even knew it. I've dated real girls as sort of a cover but I always wanted you Ruby. I loved you then and I love you now." I melted. Joe put his arm around me and drew me to him and kissed me lightly on the lips. He pulled back and when he saw that my eyes were closed he went in a second time a little deeper and with a little bit of tongue. We were in a restaurant so we had to cool it. But I knew there was plenty more to come. And I was ready. Ready for my first man. After the meal (the guys both ordered spaghetti with meat balls), Barbara and I excused ourselves and went to the ladies' room. As we primped in the mirrors Barbara said, "They have two rooms rented at the motel just down the road." She combed her hair and calmly said, "We're about to get fucked, Ruby. Fucked the way women like us should get fucked. Fucked by men. Real men, men who know how to do it. Up til now you've been getting fucked by girls with cocks. But now it will be a man." She touched up her lipstick and closed it up and put it in her purse. She stood with her hands clutching her purse. "Are you ready for this, Ruby? I swallowed hard. "I am, Barbara. I am ready to be fucked by a man." Barbara hugged me. "That's my girl," she said. They had rented adjacent rooms so there was a door between them. The motel was a two tier type with 12 rooms on the bottom and 12 rooms on top. We had rooms 15 and 16. The short drive over was uneventful ( if you discount Joe and I making out practically the entire way). Joe opened the door to room 16 and then did something completely unexpected. He picked me up and carried me into the room and softly laid me on the bed. He then removed my high-heels and began to massage my feet. "Do you like that, Ruby"?" "Oh my god, that feels soooo fucking good!" He then began to suck on my toes through my stockings. "You have such pretty feet, Ruby. When I used to watch you and my brother play dress up, I often prayed that one day I would get to suck on your pretty toes. It's a dream come true for me." As he sucked the toes on my right foot, I rubbed my left foot on his already brick hard cock through his jeans. I could see the outline of his cock and it looked impressive. The size, of course, was not a concern for me as I had certainly taken big dicks up my ass many times before. But Barbara was right. They were the cocks of women. They still made love like women. What I needed now was someone to rip me open and iron my asshole out. But Joe took his time. He'd said more than once that making love to me was a dream come true and I guess he wanted to prolong it as much as possible. Finished with my feet, he began to work his way up my legs telling me how beautiful they were. Finally, he was on top of me. As we hungrily kissed he told me he wanted me more than anything he'd ever wanted in his entire life. I just took it all in. It was exciting to me to be the fuck fantasy of this gorgeous man. Being with him completed me as a woman. After getting up to undress, I asked Joe, since I really didn't have tits, if he wanted me to leave my bra on. "No," he said. "Take it off. I want you completely naked. You can leave your stocking on if you like." I did as he requested. He then took me in his arms again and for the first time in my life I felt the flesh of a real man pressed against mine. The feeling was exhilarating. My next move was a familiar one for me as I dropped slowly to my knees and took Joe's beautiful cock in my mouth. Although I was, of course, no stranger to cocksucking, I wanted to give Joe the best blow job I'd ever given any one and did my damnedest to make it happen. I sucked him long and deep and licked his balls with special care. Using every skill I'd acquired in the past few months of this whirlwind I was on, I lovingly ran my tongue over Joe's cock and balls like they were the most important thing in the world to me. Which, of course, they were. Because, you see, I wasn't just sucking his cock. I was taking my womanhood to another level I was slowly realizing my true lot in life. Everything in my past was now prolog. My real life, the one that nature intended for me, was ahead. I am a man pleaser. Born to please men in any way they like. Being a fuck toy, a cum bucket. A willing mouth and ass ready to take the cocks of men in any way they pleased. I looked up at Joe as I sucked his gorgeous cock, and noticed he had his head back in ecstasy. I knew then I was performing to his liking and I continued my oral worship of his cock. He then took my head in his hands and began to fuck my mouth. This was not new to me as some of the girls in the Firm often did that as well. I loved it, actually. I loved not only having my mouth controlled but the idea of being controlled in general turned me on something fierce. After I'd sucked Joe off for about ten minutes, he pulled me off his cock, stood me up and kissed me. As our tongues wrestled, his manly grip on me drove me wild with desire. I was hoping this meant he was going to fuck me now. But Joe had something else in mind. We sat on the bed as we continued to kiss and Joe then laid me down and positioned himself on top of me. My little girl cock was very stiff and Joe did something unexpected: He took my girl meat in his mouth and began to suck it. With loving skill, he began to move up and down on my cock as if it were his favorite meal then hungrily licked and sucked my balls. This got me so excited that I was about to cum and told Joe so. He then took his mouth off my cock. "Ok, sweetheart. We want save that for later," he said. He continued lovely assault on my cock and balls for about another ten minutes. It felt wonderful but I wanted him inside me. It was time I became a woman. Getting fucked by other transwomen was lesbian love to me. The second Joe began to fuck me, I would become a woman. I couldn't wait. I tapped his head as he made love to my balls and he looked up at me. "Joe, I need you to fuck me now. I need to feel you cock in my ass. I need you to make me a woman. Your woman." He was more than willing. We seemed to be on the same page. For just as I was about to ask him to fuck me missionary, he said, "I want to fuck you on your back. I want to look into your eyes. I want to kiss you. I want to tell you that I love you." He then mounted me and put my feet on his shoulders. My asshole was now in the air and I was ready for his cock. Joe's cock itself is about the average size of the cocks I'd taken in the past. About eight inches hard. It was kind of fat too. Certainly, nothing I couldn't handle. (If I could take Angela, I could take anybody!) What was different this time that it was a MAN. A real man. For the first time, I could feel the rough yet tender hairy skin of a man. The heaviness. The aggressiveness. The girls, even those who were mostly tops, didn't come close to duplicating the feel of getting fucked by a real man. Nothing could. It was a unique experience for me and I loved it. Even after just a few minutes of having Joe in my hole, I realized my purpose in life was to give pleasure to men. With the girls, it was just fun. But this definitely took on a more serious tone. It had the feel of destiny about it. While I may have sex with shemales again it would never give me the satisfaction that I was experiencing at that moment. I was complete now. I was whole. I was finally a woman. THE END