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A New Secretary
A Postscript, Busted!
By Trish.
Edit by Robyn Hoode.
After Robbie and Simon, or rather Bob and Sarah discovered that they
shared a similar dream, they settled into what can only be described as
harmonious bliss. Although from radically different backgrounds the
relationship they formed as co-workers bloomed into an equally strong
personal relationship. Egged on by their equal acceptance they
subconsciously encouraged each other to pursue their changes in their
lives until reverting to Robbie and Simon has started to become something
of a chore.
"Sometimes!" Bob grumbled as he reverted to his Roberta birth identity
for an industry dinner. "I wonder why we bother love."
Sarah giggled. "It's easier for you darling, you've always been a Jack
the lass, so you really only have to change your mindset," she
complained. "Where as I have put a dark rinse in my hair and then hope it
lasts while also having pull it uncomfortably back. Take out my earrings
and nose stud, and go without with any makeup. I'm forced to wear
uncomfortable clothes and flat shoes, which make my feet feel bloody
weird after my comfy heels," She pulled a face. "And worst of all I can't
wear my engagement ring."
"That's the price we pay for success love," Bob said as they got ready
for the formal dinner.
The main speaker was Sophie Wilson, formerly Roger who designed the
original Acorn computers including the BBC micro, before going on to a
stellar career in the business and as she spoke, 'Robbie' looked at
'Simon' and they both had the same idea. If Sophie had been able to
transition successfully in the industry, why couldn't they?
It was a very exciting idea, and back in their now usual roles they
eagerly discussed it driving home the following morning. "We can afford
it," Bob said. "But it is a risk to the business. Not so much the
contract side, as most people know me as Rob to begin with, and I don't
need to do as much face to face these days," He patted her skirted leg.
"Most of the contractors and clients on our lists are repeat customers."
"But it could hit the systems programming love," Sarah said, relieved to
feel herself again after a full day of man drag. "I need to be taken
seriously."
"You would be, Sophie was," Bob commented, swearing at a moron as 'he'
manoeuvred the company Aston with calm confidence. In the six months
since 'he' banned Sarah from driving 'his' car, not long after she asked
'him' to be both 'her' boss and the head of their household it had not
seen the inside of the dealer for anything other than a service.
"And anyway," Bob commented. "You've got that big contract off Sir
Gregory, on the back of the Wilton job and when that comes online,
Hamilton's Fund Management's competitors are going to want something
similar, given how much paper it's taking out his system." 'He' chuckled.
"So work won't dry up and anyway, we IT business types are supposed to be
a little eccentric. If we did take Sophie's route it might even raise our
profile?"
"I don't know love," Sarah said. "We've worked so hard to get E-Tech seen
as a major player I'd hate to risk blowing that."
"We won't and it costs nothing to explore the options babe?" Bob said,
unwilling to put 'his' foot down on the issue yet. 'He' did not often use
'his' male privilege to twist Sarah's arm but 'he' felt sure if 'he' did
'she' would accede to 'his' decision like she did when he wanted her to
get her nostril pierced like the Asian lasses where Robbie grew up.
Choosing to drop the subject for now 'he' said. "Fancy some lunch love?"
Over the months since they traded roles and genders within their private,
and home office professional life, Bob had slowly led 'his girlfriend'
out into the world. Starting with walks around their home, 'he' had
slowly exposed 'her' to public life, until 'he' had built up Sarah's
confidence in 'herself' to the point where 'she' would get 'her' hair and
nails done at a public salon and enjoy shopping with 'him.'
As they settled in to the gender swap the rather strictly kept almost
stereotypical 1950's roles they had adopted initially had relaxed into a
more modern equal partnership. Bob still enjoyed being able to be sexist,
and could not believe how much he enjoyed behaving in a way that would
have sent him daft when he lived as Roberta but in the main their work
dealings were very much the same as they had been before he opened the
can of worms on his Birthday the previous year.
"Sure love, where do you fancy?" Sarah said, expecting they would stop on
the motorway.
"We'll pop in to the new cafe at Wilton, Lady Maud asked me if I'd tried
it yet?" Bob said, smoothly pulling off the motorway. "And its a nicer
drive home than sitting on the M5 all the way."
"Okay I guess," Sarah said somewhat apprehensively.
The Wilton Estate was one of their biggest clients and Bob knew 'she' was
probably worried that they might be recognised.
"It will be fine love," 'He' said. "Lady Maud has gone to London for the
weekend, and where she goes Diane goes, and they're the only people
likely to recognise me, especially as I've not been in the new cafe yet."
"Okay," Sarah said with the lit in 'her' voice that Bob recognised as
excitement. 'She' had not been to Wilton Hall since 'her' grandparents
owned their home and had commented more than once about going for a day.
"This isn't the way?" Sarah said when Bob turned up a side road.
"It is for me," 'He' chuckled, as they approached a pair of double gates
clearly marked private entry only. Pulling up Bob punched in a key code
on the automatic entry barrier and the gates swung open. "Lady Maud gave
me a pass code, to avoid the main entry gate queues," 'He' chuckled and
drove towards the staff car parking.
They were making their way towards of the cafe when a booming voice
called. "Robbie, you little devil, you might have come and said hello
dear," as a battered and tatty Land Rover bounced towards them.
"Hullo dear!" Lady Maud said. "What brings you here?"
"We were just about to try the new cafe like you suggested Milady," Bob
said, feeling Sarah's quivering apprehension through 'her' hand.
"Oh think I can do better than that," She said, and then added to Sarah.
"Hello dear, I'm Maud Hamilton."
"This is Sarah," Bob said in his Robbie voice. "My?" She did not get any
further because Lady Maud broken in to a wide knowing smile and said.
"Often mentioned but seldom seen partner in crime," and laughed. "And
it's like that between you two is it dear? I really should have guessed
because I knew you were not the sort of gal to settle with a normal
chap," She smiled at 'Sarah' and added. "Don't look like that my dear, I
don't bite, and you look very pretty and convincing. Hop in and we'll run
up to the hall and have a spot of tea and a bite."
"I thought you were away this weekend Milady?" Bob said.
"We were, but then the bloody trains went tits up, and I loathe driving
up to London, so we postponed going to the theatre until next weekend,"
Screeching to a halt outside the Hall, Maud jumped out and said, "This
way," and led them through a hidden garden and into her apartments
lounge, calling, a she stopped to pull off her green Hunter wellingtons.
"Diane, Robbie and Sarah are here can you bring a tea-tray and some
nibbles for lunch dear?" She waved at the sofa and said, "Make yourself
comfortable."
As Bob sat 'he' saw Lady Maud take a second look at the front of his
jeans, and her grin said it all.
"I see," she chuckled. "Is it Robert then dear?"
Bob blushed and said. "Erm yes Milady."
"Jolly good!" Maud said flopping down on the sofa opposite. "So tell me
how long has this been going on?"
"Just over a year," Bob said adding, "Sarah will calm down in a moment
Lady Maud, you're the first person to bust her."
"Oh don't worry about that Sarah, I actually prefer gals like you." She
chuckled cheerfully. "I've no liking in the main for males, but we need
them to provide one thing, and now Gregory has done his family duty, I
sure we'll bounce along without any more of that nonsense between us,"
She let out a loud honking laugh. "One of the keys to our marriage's
success is that I'm here most of the time, and he's up in London."
"So tell me dears?" Maud asked. "Are you on the GRS program yet, or is it
a casual thing?"
"We're still talking about that," Bob said. "Aren't we love?"
"Erm yes," Sarah said blushing.
"But I expect we will at some point," Bob said. "In the future."
At that moment there was a knock on the door and Diane walked in carrying
a tea-tray dressed in a black and white maids uniform and said from the
door with a bob of her knees. "The tea Milady."
"You look different?" Bob chuckled seeing how she was dressed.
"Oh this?" She giggled, looking very comfortable in her uniform. "It's a
cute outfit, and Maud, enjoys me wearing it."
"You could have changed dear," Lady Maud said.
"I was making dinner and never got round to it," Diane giggled.
"Well come meet the other Robbie's other half, Sarah," Maud chuckled.
"You might say she is a kind of sister dear."
"No!" Bob exclaimed.
"Oh yes," Diane giggled. "I'm trans, 14 months into transition." She
smiled fondly at Lady Maud. "She busted me when I worked for Sir Gregory,
and as she needed a IT PA, she convinced me to come to work for her
instead."
"Hi, by the way Sarah. I'm Diane, we've spoken on the phone a lot and I'm
so glad to meet you at last," Diane said, setting the tray down.
"Well," she giggled, "it looks like you've no longer got an excuse to
avoid her Ladyship's summer Victorian ball Rob, after all you can't deny
Sarah the chance to spend an evening in an amazing dress." She grinned at
Sarah and added. "You're going to love and hate wearing a big Victorian
ball gown honey, and someone," she nodded at Robby, "will look great in a
tight Victorian gentleman's dinner suit," She giggled excitedly. "I'm
really looking forwards to it this year because I can wear something with
a low neckline without the risk showing what I did not have until
Christmas."
Diane was very interested in Sarah's transition so far and asked if she
was on the program?
"Erm not yet," Sarah said shyly.
"You should, honestly its the best decision I ever made," Diane said
slowly drawing Sarah out of her shell.
Although Sarah had shit 'herself' when Lady Maud busted her, she end up
having a wonderful afternoon once she had calmed down. Lady Maud was a
captivating woman and she could see why Bob liked her, and Diane was a
sweetheart.
"I'm going to have to ask Lady Maud where Diane got that uniform babe,"
Bob said as they pulled out of the Hall and headed home. "Because I'd
love to see you in one!"
"Perve!" Sarah laughed. "Do you want to go to that ball?"
"Not really but I can see you do love," he chuckled. "So I'll go."
"I had a long chat with Diane about her transition," Sarah admitted. "And
somehow now it does not seem as scary."
"I heard," Bob said. "Were you serious when you told her probably?"
"Yeah," she said.
"Good because I want to, and if you think back to when you gave me my
Harley, I said I wanted to really masculinise my body, and you said you
wanted to feminise yours?"
"I remember," Sarah said blushing.
"Well we're going to!" Bob said.
Enough said.
The End
Trish 2019.
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