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Caitlin and James - Part eight Chapter 24 - A Bit More Girlier on Friday I wake up on my side, Caitlin is hugging me from behind - I think they call it spoons, or spooning - her right hand is wrapped around my pee pee, she does this a lot, the first couple nights she did this it was so arousing I couldn't sleep and I was leaking quite a bit, I think they call it pre-cum. I've gotten a bit more used to it, but it's still very nice, and Caitie says the skin on what she calls my cock - that's a word Auntie Mary would never let me use - but Caitie says it is so soft and silky and nice to feel. The only problem is I want to get out of bed and do a twinkle, or urinate, I also don't want to wake Caitie just yet, I have a bit of surprise for her. A couple of days ago Caitlin insisted on me asking about wearing skirts to work. It was one of the most wonderful things anyone has ever done for me, I would have never got up the courage to ask about this but Caitie was wonderful, and the people at work were wonderful. Work as a switchboard operator might be a bit boring but the best thing is my co- workers. Well, equal best, along with now being able to wear pretty outfits. On Wednesday and Thursday the outfits I wore were a bit conservative - the mean girls at work called them frumpy - and I wore my hair up in a bun with button earrings, but today I'm going to wear a really nice grey skirt that is a couple of inches above the knee, and an aqua-blue blouse that's almost a crop top, and a big pair of silver hoop earrings with matching bangles, and I'm going to make my hair curly and wear it completely down. I've already put silver nail polish on my toe nails and fingernails. I've been working long hours this week because of those awful bushfires, but my supervisor Justine in a very suggestive way said I should not be working on Friday night, and be available to "entertain Caitlin and take things to the next level." Well I want to turn a few heads at work with my Friday outfit, but most of all I want to impress Caitlin with how beautiful I can be. I love that she calls me Jamie - a nice gender neutral name - my real name James is, I think, a very masculine name, and I'm not at all masculine. I start stroking the back of Caitlin's hand that is holding my penis, and she slowly releases it, I slowly and quietly slip out of bed and put a couple of pillows where I was so Caitlin would have something to hug and therefore stay asleep. I close the bedroom door and go into the bathroom and shower and wash my hair. After I dry off I put on my towelling dressing gown, go into the kitchen flip the switch on the coffee machine, and then go into my late Auntie's bedroom, light the candles on top of the dresser with all the pictures of Auntie Mary (Caitlin calls it a shrine), and start putting rollers in my hair. once that's done I go and get a cup of coffee, close Auntie's bedroom door, and then put my head under the dryer. After browsing the latest issue of Cosmo, I look at the clock and realise that not even 10 minutes has gone - no matter what you're doing under a hair dryer time always goes slowly. I go back to my magazine, and a few minutes later I look up and Caitlin is sitting on a chair opposite me completely naked, and gives me a wave, and I wave back. That?s the other thing with a dryer, you can?t hear anything when you?re under it. Caitie has learnt not to try to have a conversation with me when I?m under the dryer. Caitlin seems to love walking around my house naked. The first few times she did it I was quite taken aback, but I?ve learnt to relax about it and just enjoy her stunning body. I look at the clock and wave to her, and hold up six fingers and point at the dryer, signalling I?ve got six more minutes to go. She nods and we just sit there and look at each other for a few minutes smiling, she then gets up and has a look at my pictures of Auntie Mary. The bell goes off, and Caitie comes over and she immediately lifts the hood - it?s a little off putting having her blonde down-there hair right next to my face, but it?s very pretty, I?ve heard lot of women shave down there but I?m glad she doesn?t. "Would you like me to take your rollers out?" Caitie asks. "Good morning Caitie, I hope you?re well today," I say reaching up to give her a good morning kiss. "Good morning darling, I am well, thank you." "I can take them out after breakfast, I just need the heat to sink into the hair for a bit longer." "I saw the outfit you?ve got laid out for yourself you?re going to look ravishing." "Are you doing this for me?" Caitie asks. I smile and nod and this absolutely stunning naked blond goddess starts French kissing me. As I stand up, Caitlin opens the front of my dressing gown then hugs me and start French kissing me again, the front of our two bare bodies rubbing up against each other. We then walk out of the room, Caitlin behind me holding both my wrists. I feel a little exposed as I?m unable to do up my dressing gown, and I always feel a little vulnerable with my hair in rollers. As we pass the open door of the bathroom, Caitlin hugs me from behind and starts tugging at my pee pee. I can?t do anything about it because her elbows are pinning back my arms, and she?s much stronger than me. We must be quite a sight, a lady-boy in pink rollers and a pink dressing gown, helpless as he gets masturbated by his gorgeous girlfriend. I?m as nervous as anything, but I start to calm down as Caitie starts kissing my neck and ear, telling me to "relax, just let it happen." Her soothing words work, and for the next minute I?m in ecstasy, then suddenly I explode. Caitie doesn?t let me go, but instead hugs me tighter and keeps kissing my neck and ear. She releases me, puts her hands on my shoulders, giggles, and says: "I expected it to make it to the bath, there?s no way it was going smash against tiles on the wall." "That spoof must have flown almost two metres." "Boy! Am I in for a shock the first time we have unprotected sex." She giggles and walks off. I stand there, knees trembling from the excitement, then look at the messy wall, then where I?m standing and think how amazing Caitlin is. I clean myself off, then wipe down the wall thinking how lucky I am to be with her. I join her for breakfast, she already has smoked salmon on toast waiting for me, along with my glass of juice. She comes up behind me when I sit down, and fixes a couple of rollers in my hair. "Sorry darling, these must have come a little loose when I was jerking you off." Caitlin sits down, and asks: "I gather from the distance you achieved that you enjoyed it immensely." I giggle, and nod a little bashfully. We continue to eat after a few minutes, she reaches over and pats the curlers on the back of my head. "You look so cute in rollers - so feminine and domesticated - just like a 1950s housewife." "I meant that as a compliment - you?re perfect." We finish breakfast and I clean up the kitchen, and Caitlin has a shower. I go to put on my lingerie - pink panties and camisole, then as I?m starting on my make up Caitlin walks in, naked, drying off her wet hair with a towel. As I?m finishing off my make up, she puts on her bra and panties. Sometimes I get jealous of women with their breasts and bras, but then I remember how weird I felt the few times I wore a bra with breast forms - it was like I was trying to be someone else - that?s how I know I don?t want to be a woman. But I do love looking at nicely-shaped breasts, not necessarily big ones, and nice women wearing bras - that?s how I know I?m straight. Caitie follows me into Auntie Mary?s room and tells me to sit down. "I can take out your rollers, if you don?t mind," she says handing me the bowl I keep my used rollers in. I nod gratefully and instruct her to start on the back of my head, as she takes out the rollers I occasionally tell her to stop so I can tease out the hair. Lastly, she moves around in front of me, I look up at those beautiful breasts encased in that beautiful bra. I so much want to reach up and kiss them but I?m afraid my lipstick will smudge her white bra and then leave a mark on one of those white blouses she mostly wears to work. "Hold still Jamie, not long to go," Caitlin says as she takes out the last three rollers. She goes back to our room and I stay in Aunt Mary?s room to fix my hair. After a while I realise I?ll have to take a power-blue scrunchie and a hair tie to put on top of my head in a half up - half down do in case the hair starts getting into my face while I?m working. I get back to our room and Caitlin looks at me as she?s tucking in her blouse and doing up the back of her pants. "Wow! You look sensational! She says with a beaming smile. The smile disappears and she tells me to do her hair - just a quick blow dry to leave her beautiful straight blonde hair nice and tidy. "C?mon hurry up, we?re running out of time, you don?t want to be late for work do you." I finish, Caitlin then picks up a pair of pearl ball stud earrings of mine that would cover most of your earlobe. "You don?t mind if I borrow these do you Jamie?" "That?s fine, but you promised you?d wear a big pair of hoop earrings for me at least once." Caitlin puts her hand on the side of my face and says in a soothing tone: "Darling I promise I?ll wear a pair this weekend when we go out to dinner on Saturday night, I?ll also wear a very pretty dress." I nod, probably a little pouty. "I could even wear a pair tonight?" I smile. She stands up and kisses me. As I put on my earrings and bangles, Caitlin asks: "Are going to wear stockings or panty hose?" I shake my head no, loving the feel of the big silver hoop earrings bouncing back and forth on my earlobes. Caitlin grabs my skirt and holds it out for me to step into it. I zip up the back of the skirt and she grabs my blouse and I hold out my arms so she can slip it on. She turns me around and tells me to hold up my hair and as she?s doing up the buttons at the back, she says: "Every bloody boyfriend I have takes forever getting dressed, I?m sick of it, 10 minutes to do his make up, a total of 40 minutes to do his hair, fussing over which dress or skirt he?ll wear, then taking forever deciding on which handbag matches best with his pumps, then having second thoughts about his nail polish." We both have a good laugh. "Maybe I should wear blue nail polish instead of the silver?" I say, and we both laugh again. I know she?s joking, Caitlin has spoken about her previous boyfriends and they were all very masculine, which she found boring and boorish. I let my hair fall down, and as I?m primping my hair, I say: "Well I could stop wearing jewellery and makeup get my hair cut short and start wearing men?s business suits with a white shirt, a tie and flat shoes." Caitie grabs me from behind and with a little bit of a growl into my ear she says: "Don?t you dare!" We giggle again. I put on my high-heeled sandals and she puts on her jacket and checks that everything around the house is locked up. I grab my handbag and Caitlin is waiting by the front door. "I never thought a guy could look this pretty," she says. "What? All your other boyfriends were ugly sissies? I say primping my hair. Caitlin lets out a good laugh, holds the door open for me, smacks my bottom as I walk out, locks up and I head to the passenger side of her BMW, and wait for her to open the door for me. On the way to work she tells me she wants to learn how to put my hair in rollers to encourage me to do it more often. "Those curls will wash out by Monday, won?t they? Well you can show me on Sunday evening," she says. "Umm, Caitie I think this is okay for a sort of casual Friday hairdo, but I think I have to dress more serious during the week," I say. "Well you can wear you hair up in a curly ponytail with a big red bow with your large gold hoops - the secret earrings - and a red dress with a black blazer," she said. "I think that will look very professional for an office worker, while also looking very cute." She stops at a red traffic light and puts her hand on my bare knee and turns to me. "And you do want to look cute for me?" I smile and nod. "I love you Caitie." We get to my office building a few minutes later, but Caitlin could only park a few doors down, as soon as she stops I take off my seat belt, and start to open the door, ready to get out quickly. "Don?t you dare get out," she says, firmly putting her hand on my thigh. "Close the door." She gets out and comes around to my side of the car, opens the door and lets me out. I swing my legs out of the car, I let her take my hand. "Did Aunt Mary teach you how to be a lady? She asks" "Of course she did," I reply, "but you?re in a no standing zone, and I didn?t want you to get a ticket." "I don?t care, I want you to behave like a lady all the time, I?ll be the chivalrous one." Caitlin gives me a long passionate kiss on the lips, pats me on the bottom a couple of times, and says: "You?re my lady boy, I expect you to be one all the time." "Run along. I don?t want you to be late for work." As I get to the building and sit down on an outside bench, and try to compose myself, it?s been a very eventful morning and I?m a bit nervous about dressing provocatively at work. I?m lost in my thoughts, and then I hear the voice of my supervisor Justine. "Well, don?t you look sexy today, James," she says with a cheeky grin. She sits down next to me, give me a peck on the cheek, and puts her hand on my bare knee, I realise she?s wearing jeans and boots, and I suddenly remember its a casual office dress Friday. "Aren?t you afraid all the boys are going to flirt with you, you do look hot," Justine says playing with the hem of my skirt and chuckling. "Maybe you?ll get propositioned by some women too." "Oh stop it, I?m taken," I say trying to move her hand off my knee. "Yeah, if you and Caitlin put a video of you two having sex on the internet it would definitely go viral, you?re definitely a very hot couple." "Come on, time to go to work, you don?t want to make your boss late, do you?" Justine grabs my hand, pulls me off the seat and guides me towards the door of the building. As we walk across the lobby hand in hand, we get a raised eyebrow from a passerby. "Looks like he?s about to give you roses," my boss whispers into my ear. Justine doesn?t let go of my hand until the lift doors open, and then guides me into the lift first, with her hand on my backside. I?ll assume she meant to put it on my back. We?re alone in the lift, Justine stands facing me - a little too close for comfort, looking up and down at me. I?m afraid she?s about to grab me and kiss me. She?s usually very touchy feely but she has never pashed me. We get to our floor and Justine lets me out first even though she?s closer to the door, at least this time her hand is on my back, not my butt. We get near the switchroom, and two older ladies from sales that sit nearby come over, kiss me on the cheek, and make a fuss over how nice I look. "You have such superb taste for someone that was raised as a boy, all your outfits are so matchy-matchy. I wish my daughters took as much trouble with their looks," Wanda says giving me another peck on the cheek. "Yes, he puts us all to shame," the other woman - whose name I forget - says. "I hope no-one has been hassling you, some women can get bitchy if they get jealous of another?s looks." "Yes, should come straight to me if that happens," Justine says, still holding my hand. "Come on, I don?t want him late logging on," she says, pulling me to the switchroom, Wanda reluctantly lets go of my other hand. I walk into the switch room, Siobhan who started at 7.30am, is answering calls. I then realise I?ve got a stiffie. All this female attention, since I?ve been wearing skirts and heels - I know it?s just them being friendly and supportive, but it keeps arousing me. If it wasn?t for Caitie draining me earlier, I?d have a wet spot on my panties. I open my drawer, grab my headset, notepad, pen, tea cup and saucer, and an earl grey tea bag. I get up to go to the kitchen, but Justine blocks my way. "Where are you going?" I tell her to get a cup of tea, but she offers to make it for me as she?s going there anyway, and I?ve got less than five minutes to start. "And a word of advice girlfriend. If you?re going to start dressing like this you should start using skim milk in your tea and coffee, not whole milk starting now, it?ll help you watch your weight." Justine walks out, points at Siobhan in a gesture to offer to get tea or coffee, Siobhan who is on a call, raises her mug and winks as if to say I?m fine. I log on and start answering calls, it?s pretty constant for a few minutes. The calls die down, Justine comes back with my tea. "Hello cute one," Siobhan says - she hasn?t seen me in skirts until today. "Stand up and give me a twirl." I do so and Siobhan says: "He should have been dressing like this ages ago." I then get another kiss. Is everyone going to be kissing me now that I wear skirts and heels? "Those earrings look heavy. Will they hurt later on?" I tell Siobhan they are a little heavy, and was about to say, but they?re worth it, when she answers another call. The morning goes on with the calls pretty steady. Justine is in her small office outside the swichroom at her desk where there?s another terminal, and is helping out with calls occasionally. A bit later on I?m standing up answering calls, when someone gives me a peck on the cheek. "Hello dear. You look absolutely lovely." It?s Anne the church lady, our 9 o?clock starter, who has been off because of a car accident. She?s got a large band aid over her forehead and some plaster on one of her hands. I ask if she is okay. "Yes dear, just a few bumps and bruises, but you?re a sight for sore eyes." "Are you going to dress so provocatively all the time? You have to be very careful about all that, you don?t want to get into trouble." I tell her that this is just for casual Friday, and that I was dressed more conservatively the past two days. Justine walks in and makes sure that Anne is okay to work, she obviously finds it hard to believe she is. Siobhan and Justine make a fuss over her, and thank her for coming in. "If you need to go home or need anything else just let me know," Justine says as Anne sits down. "I?m a little worried about James - he?s not going to use the men?s room dressed like that, you don?t know what will happen to him trapped alone with one of those lascivious young men. He should be using the ladies restroom," Anne says. "We?ll be sorting that out today Anne," Justine says patting her shoulder: "For now he?ll be using the single stall disabled toilets." The morning goes on, in between calls I get questions about my outfits, my make up, lipstick, and jewellery - the past few days has been like that - women seem to really want to know about fashion and how others achieve their looks. There was disbelief that my curly hair was done by me just this morning. At 10.15, just as I?m about to start my short morning tea break, Pauline and Justine call me into Justine?s office. "Human resources will be here at midday for a meeting in my office with you and Caitlin, and possibly Justine about your situation Jamie," Pauline said. "You called Caitie? She?s really coming?" Pauline nods. I smile widely, silently clap my hands and jump and down a little. "Thank you, thank you, thank you Pauline." "After that, with your approval, we?ll send out a memo explaining your gender identity situation and that you?ll be using the ladies? restroom from now on." "But we don?t need to do that, I use the single stall disabled toilets on the ground floor, or upstairs on your floor," I tell Pauline. Pauline tells me it?s best I don?t use the men?s toilet dressed like I have been, and I should at least have the option of using the ladies in case I can?t use the disabled toilets. She asks me how everything is going the past couple of days. "Well, a lot of women have been very affectionate, and I get lots of compliments about my looks," I say. "Are women really like that to each other?" "You?re one of us now dear, we all know it was a big step. So naturally there are many that will be quite clucky," Pauline says. "Besides you?re the hottest one here," Justine says. "You?re very popular." I leave them and head upstairs to the disabled toilets, for perhaps the last time. I go in, sit down and do my business, this time flipping up my shorter and more flared skirt, instead of unzipping it and pulling it down. That certainly makes things faster, not only do I look cuter in this type of skirt but it?s more practical. I touch up my make up, and go out, and see one of the mean girls. "Oh she?s gone for the slutty look today. Hey Tracey! Come look at the little fag, she?s dressed like a tart." I feel a shove from my left and the other one says: The fucking lezzo has curled her hair so she can look just like her lover." "YOU LEAVE JAMIE ALONE!" I hear Tara yell. She runs over and stands in between them and me and says: "Don?t you dare harm him." "If our boyfriends were here now they?d beat this crossdressing faggot up, then rape him." "You should go back to work," Tara calmly says. "You lezzo bitches can?t order us around," the first one says. "Nooo, but I can," Pauline seems to appear out of nowhere to the shock of the mean girls. You?ve been formally warned before about bullying other staff - guys, other women, as well as Jamie. I?ve had enough of it. "Now go to my office and wait." As they walk off, one of them whispers "bitch" at me. "Thank you Pauline, and you were very brave Tara - again," I say, thinking this is not just the first or even 20th time Tara has stood up for me like this. Tara hugs me and says: "They?re just awful, awful people. Are you okay?" "Yes, are you okay dear," Pauline says as she rubs my back. "Don?t worry darling, it?s a matter of when, not if, before they go. Human resources is already coming up here, I?ll get them to take administrative action. And yes, I heard the threat." "And you look wonderful Jamie," Tara says as she lets go of me. "Sweet and pretty. You have such great taste, you?re not a bit slutty." "Anyhow, we should all go back to work," Pauline says. "Are you sure you?re alright?" I nod. Say goodbye and head downstairs. As I arrive on my floor, I notice Tom from claims and three other guys near the lift doors, talking about some football match - rugby league I think. I try to give them a wide berth, hoping they won?t notice me, but I see one of them point at me, and Tom turns around. "Mate! You look like you?ve seen a ghost. Are you alright? He says. I say I?m okay, adding that I just encountered the mean girls. "You should tell Pauline or Justine, or both. That can?t happen." As he?s saying that, my phone goes off. It?s an SMS from Tara. "Can hear PD yelling at mean girls thru closed door. OMG! OMG!" The text says. I let out a small laugh, and I?m smiling again. "There you go. All you needed was a little laugh," Tom says. I tell Tom Pauline saw the whole thing and show Tom the text. He laughs loudly, gets the others to look, they all let out noises of amazement. "She never yells. She?s always so calm," says one of them. I hurry back to work, realising I?m a little late. I rush in and apologise, and start answering calls. A short time later one of the guys with Tom walks in with a mug. "I heard you liked chamomile tea, this might help you," he says, and introduces himself as Jeff. "You?re bloody brave to dress like that. I?m not cracking onto you, but you look great." I thank him and he leaves, and I noticed some raised eyebrows by my colleagues, and a chuckle from Siobhan. Chapter 25 - Becoming one of the girls - at least at work After a fairly uneventful late morning busily answering calls Justine tells me it?s time to upstairs to Pauline?s office for the big meeting. "I?ll be up there soon after it starts, after Tara comes down here to fill in for me we can?t risk it getting too busy for us," Justine says just before I leave. I?m a bit nervous, so I catch the lift up, instead of using the internal stairs connecting our two floors. I get to Pauline?s office, and there?s no one there. There?s a note on the door saying: "Do not come in - meeting in progress." I sit and wait. Caitlin walks in. I run up to her and hug her. "Thank you so much for taking your time out from your busy day to help me with this Caitie," I say as I hug her, and shower her with kisses. "That?s okay darling, I always said I was going to be here," she replies, patting me on the back. We sit down, holding hands, I just can?t let go of her, everything is better when Caitie is around. A few minutes later the customer service manager comes out with the two mean girls, and they sneer at me as they leave. Tara leaves Pauline?s office very soon after, crouches down and starts whispering to Caitlin and I. "Pauline and human resources have thrown the book at them. They?ve got statements from everyone about their bullying of several people. They?re on their final warning," she says. Pauline calls us in and tells Tara to get downstairs. Kate, one of the senior head office human resources people, is furiously writing notes, we all sit down and wait for her to finish. Caitlin and Pauline seem to understand it?s her meeting. She finishes, and we introduce ourselves to each other - there?s a bit of confusion when Kate introduces herself, and Caitlin replies "Caitlin" and Kate replies: "No, my name is Kate." It?s sorted out and we sit down, and Kate starts by asking about the incident with the mean girls this morning. I tell her what happened. I didn?t particularly like recalling the details, but I did my best. Caitie puts her arm around me when I start talking about what they called me - it was so good to have Caitie here. "Thank you. I?m sorry I had to put you through that again," Kate says. It?s at that point Justine, knocks on the doors and comes in, and sits down. "Now onto happier matters. Tell me how you would describe your gender identity." I tell her that I don?t think that I?m a woman, but I?m definitely not a man, I don?t identify as either, but I?m definitely more feminine, and hardly masculine at all. "I definitely would prefer to dress and act like a girl, but I would still like to be male," I say a little nervously, playing with the hem of my skirt. I add that when I was in my late teens Auntie Mary took me to a psychologist that specialised in gender dysphoria, and we worked through these issues. She said it?s not a matter of me being abnormal but western society?s binary approach to gender. There are some cultures that are fully accepting of very effeminate males. Caitie hugs me a bit more and kisses me on the cheek. "I?ve always wondered why the speciality is call gender dysphoria when she said there?s nothing wrong with me?" I add. I notice Justine sitting there, smiling sweetly. I?ve never known her to stay out of a conversation without saying anything for so long. She seems to be the most supportive of me of everyone. "Do you prefer feminine or masculine pronouns?" Kate asks. "I don?t mind either way - people can call me ?he? or ?she?, ?him? or ?her?, just don?t call me ?it? or ?they,?" I reply. "Okay, that seems simple - to me at least - I have a brother who is just like you, and I?m so happy that he can finally be who he wants to be, and it?s terrific that people like you finally have the freedom to be what they want to be," she says, as she writes up a few final notes. "Pauline, I see no reason why Jamie shouldn?t be allowed to use the women?s restrooms." "Thank you Kate, I?ve canvassed all the women employees, an overwhelming number are enthusiastic, some are moderately favourable, and only two are hostile," Pauline says. "The two final warnings?" Kate asks. Pauline nods. Then the two of them get into a discussion, the gist of which is that Pauline didn?t need to canvass the whole office. Kate says it?s a good thing the "informal" survey was overwhelmingly positive in my favour, otherwise it could have been very awkward and humiliating for me. Caitlin starts firing questions at Pauline - going into full lawyer mode - making sure I?ll be safe. Cait?s questioning goes for about five or ten minutes, but Kate and Pauline calmly answer them all. It?s generally agreed that for the first couple of weeks or so that someone should come with me to the ladies? restroom. I object, saying it?s like I?m an infant again "waiting for mummy to take me for a wee wee." I?m assured that it?s not unusual for women to go to the ladies in pairs. "There?ll be no shortage of us to take you," Justine says. We finish up the discussion, but Justine says to Pauline that something else needs to be discussed, and she comes over to stand next to me with her hand on my shoulder. "Oh yes, another happy matter," Pauline says. "Jamie, the company is going to hold a conference in the Blue Mountains in a few weeks to see how we can do things better, and they want to hear from line staff - people that actually do the work - rather than just the department heads. "There will be two people going from the switchboard, Justine is one, and we?d like you to be the other." She adds that the conference will be crucial for the switchboard, because some executives want to downsize the switchboard, or eliminate it and go to one of those systems where you press this number for this department, or another number for that department. "We were very impressed by that memo you wrote a couple of months ago, we know a lot of research went into it. It even caused some to start to rethink downsizing the switchboard," Pauline says. "Thank you Pauline, I love doing research, and finding out new things," I say. "The conference will be held on a Thursday, Friday and Saturday, the dates are yet to be finalised. There will be quite some work to do ahead of the conference, and you and Justine, along with a lot of other junior staff, will need to make presentations to the whole conference, and participate in workshops," Pauline adds. "Would you like to go?" I look at Caitlin to see if she?s okay with it. She?s nods at me. "I?d love to Pauline," Justine gives my shoulder a squeeze as soon as I say that. Pauline stands up and says: "I knew you wouldn?t let me, or your colleagues, down." Caitie, Justine and I head downstairs. Justine thanks me again with a peck on the cheek, and heads back the the switchroom. "Where to for lunch darling?" Caitlin asks. I tell her that the meeting has eaten into my lunch break, so I don?t have much time, adding that I?ve got enough sandwiches for both of us in the kitchen fridge. Caitie chuckles at my "eaten into my lunch break" comment, and we head to the kitchen to wash our hands and get the sandwiches. Later we?re in the lunchroom, and as we?re eating Caitlin is asking me a lot of questions about my paper, and the research. She seems a little surprised that I?m capable of something like that. I said I?ll show it to her when we get home. I check the work emails on my phone, and see that a memo has been sent out about me, and that I?ll be using the ladies restroom from now on. I show it to Caitlin and she reads it, and smiles. "So am I going to have the honour of escorting my boyfriend in his inaugural visit to the ladies loo?" She asks. I nod enthusiastically, thinking the first one really was Auntie Mary when I was 14. "I love you Caitie. This all wouldn?t have happened without you. You?re so wonderful. I?m sorry I was nervous about it at first," I say, reaching to hold her hand. We hold hands for a while, then I say "it?s time to pee." We walk across the office holding hands, a few people notice us - we?re turning a few heads. As we near the door, Caitie puts her hand on my back. "Don?t be nervous," she whispers. "Go in," she says as I hesitate right near the door. "Caitlin gives me a firm shove and I?m in the once-forbidden room. It?s much bigger than the men?s loo. Obviously there?s no urinals, the counter where the sinks are is larger, there?s some nice liquid soaps, hand lotions, and some aloe vera tissues on the counter. There?s even a hair dryer on the wall. There?s a couple of chairs near the counter, I suppose so ladies can sit down doing their make up. There?s even a small couch. I then notice the pink colour scheme. This is paradise! There?s a small vending machine on the wall, I have a closer look. "Tampons and sanitary pads," Caitlin says, as she immediately pulls out her wallet to buy some. She shows them to me and says: "Did Aunt Mary tell you about periods?" "No, but the girls, who I was very good friends with did," I reply. We both go into neighbouring stalls, I?m very careful to leave after Caitlin. Then I realise that even though this is my number one visit to the ladies as an adult, I?m actually doing a number two. I?m not that regular today, probably because I?m a little nervous. Caitlin flushes and leaves, I then hear her talking to someone - she introduces herself as "Jamie?s girlfriend." "Oh yes, he?s lovely, and so cute," the other voice says - who I then realise is Kathy, the head of sales, "You?re very lucky." I never realised - I thought I was almost invisible to her. I finish up and go out. Caitlin and Kathy are still talking. I smile hello to Kathy, who is very tall, with curly red hair, long enough to put up in a high ponytail. "Welcome to the ladies? room Jamie," she says. I do a little curtsey, and smile. I touch up my makeup and lipstick, as they continue talking for a while. "Sweetheart, now that you?re one of us I should let you know that the women all make a monthly contribution in order to buy all these nice lotions, nice soap, and other things you wouldn?t find in the men?s," Kathy says. "Your?s would be $5." Caitlin immediately pulls her wallet and a $10 note. "Who do I give it to?" she asks. "Wanda, who is on my team - Jamie knows her. I can pass it on," Kathy says accepting the note. "Sweetheart, if you need to go here and can?t find anyone, just come to my desk," Kathy says to me. "My desk is right near the switchboard," she explains to Caitlin We leave. As Caitie and I wait for the lift I see Kathy hand Wanda the $10 note and point to me. She gets to the lift door just as it?s about to close. We?re met in the lobby by Michelle, Kathy?s girlfriend. They kiss, quite passionately. I make the introductions. Michelle makes a fuss over my outfit, and asks when I got my hair permed. Normally we have almost identical straight hair, but hers is a bit longer - more than halfway down her back. "It?s not a perm, I put it in rollers this morning," I say. "That?s adorable!," Michele says. "Hang on," Kathy says. "Did you actually get up extra early, have a shower, put your hair in rollers ... "How did you get it dry?" "I have a hood hairdryer, it was left to me by my Aunt Mary," I say. Both Kathy and Michelle chuckle a bit. "That?s so girly, you?ll have to show me sometime," Michelle says. "And then you had to take out the rollers, Kathy says. "I helped him with that," Caitlin says. "Well it?s lovely sweetheart," Kathy says. We part, and I walk Caitlin to her car. "I won?t be dressing up for you tonight Jamie. When I saw those vending machines, I remembered that it?s my time of the month - I?m always forgettable about that," Caitlin says. "And I know it?s going to be bad, neither of us are in for a pleasant weekend, I?m sorry. "Just warning you I?ll get particulary crabby, I apologise in advance." I go back to work, hoping Caitlin will be okay. A bit later I put on the cardigan that I keep in my drawer, the air conditioning in the office get very strong in the afternoon and it can be quite cold. The cardigan doesn?t seem to help, I?m still quite cold, it must be because of my bare legs. Justine asks if I?m cold, and says it?s probably because of my bare legs. "It?s a good idea to have some pantyhose or a small blanket to cover your legs, it can get like an icebox in here with the air-conditioning," she says. A bit later Justine calls me into her office. "You can have one of my spares," she says, holding a rolled up pantyhose. "Sit down and take off your shoes." I do so and she starts putting the stockings on me. Her hands rubbing up against my legs is very arousing. She tells me to stand up and as she?s pulling up the final part of the panty hose her hand brushes the front part of my panties where my penis is. "Oooh, somebody likes me," she says with a cheeky grin, and gives my hardening penis a squeeze. "Let go of it Justine, people will see us," I say. "I?d love to give you a blow job," she whispers in my ear. I put my shoes back on, under the glare of Justine?s cheeky smile, and go back to work thinking that she has been extra flirty this week. When it comes time for my afternoon break, I look around for Justine but she?s in a meeting. Kathy sees me looking around, and gets up. "Time for the ladies room sweetheart?" She says. We go in and I have a pee. Kathy waits for me. I go out and wash, and as I start touching up my make up, Kathy stands behind me and puts her hands on my shoulders. "That?s one thing I never got into, make up, especially eye make up. I just look after my skin very well and just use a bit of tinted moisturiser, sometimes some lippy when I go out, " she says. Kathy follows me to the kitchen when I get a coffee, and she joins me in the lunchroom. As we?re drinking and talking, she pulls out a slip of paper and hands it to me - it?s something about a support group for lesbian couples. "I?ve spoken to them about you and Caitlin, and even though you aren?t technically a lesbian couple, it?s generally acknowledged among the group that you two might face the same issues that lesbians face. Please consider it, you?d be most welcomed. Make sure you tell Cait about it. "This weekend might not be the best time, Caitie says she?s having her period this weekend, and says it?s going to be a bad one," I say. "Make sure you call her before you leave work and ask if you can pick up some things for her, I can?t imagine you have large stocks of pads and tampons at your place," Kathy says. I thank her, we then go back to work. Justine sees me, as I approach the switch room. "Did I miss out again? Bugger!" She says. "I had that honour," Kathy says with a big smile on her face. "I get the next one girlfriend," Justine says poking me in the chest. "Don?t let your boss miss out." When it?s time to finish, Justine and I head down to the bar at the bottom of our building for a drink with Tara and Siobhan, who are already there. After another visit to the ladies we get into the lift, but then I notice the lift is going up. "Where are we going?" I say, getting a little worried. "I just want to show you something," she says. "The lift doors open, and we?re at a floor where only a few computer services people work. She grabs my hand and leads me to a meeting room with a table and a large couch in it. I panic a little when I realise she?s locked the door. She grabs me, pushes me up against the wall, and kisses me passionately on the lips. "I wasn?t joking about the blow job Jamie," she says. "Nooo! I don?t want to be unfaithful to Caitlin," I protest. "Hush, someone might hear us," Justine says putting her finger over my mouth. I push her away, but she grabs me and bends me over the table. I suddenly realise she?s wrapping some type of cloth around my wrists behind my back. I struggle but she?s too strong for me. "Now you don?t have any choice," she says. As she does that I run away from her to the other side of the table. "I do not consent! I do not consent! I do not consent! I do not consent! I do not consent!" I say, adding that I?ll tell Pauline and human resources if she touches me again to do anything but untie my hands. "What about Caitlin. You?ll be in a hell of a lot of trouble with her," Justine asks. I tell her that Caitie will understand. "What kind of guy doesn?t want a blow job?" Justine asks. "Someone that wants to be faithful to his girlfriend," I reply. "So we?re stuck here," Justine says. At that moment my phone rings - it?s in my handbag on Justine?s side of the table. She answers it, and it?s Caitlin. She tells her that I?m at work and that it got a little busy just as we?re finishing. "He?s on a call right now - yes I?ll tell him," Justine says into the phone, and hangs up. "Caitlin wants you to call her back." "Well you have to let me go now, or you?ll be totally busted," I say. Justine stands there a thinks for a bit. She heads around to my side of the table. "I?m warning you, if you do anything besides untie me I?ll report you to Pauline and human resources. "I don?t want to harm you Jamie, I just want to have one last fling before I get married, and I want it to be with you - you look so cute in those little skirts," I thought you wouldn?t mind," she says. "Well I don?t want to jeopardise anything I have with Caitlin - she?s wonderful, I?m so lucky to be with her," I say. "Please think about it Jamie." I nod, and she unties me. I call Caitlin and she says she wants me home. right now. I ask if there?s anything she wants from the pharmacy - remembering Kathy?s advice. "No, I have everything I?ll need, and everything you?ll need as well. That?s a bit cryptic. "Caitlin is ill, I need to get home now, and I don?t want to share a lift with you," I say to Justine. I head off and catch a taxi home, and think about my very eventful day on the ride home.