Unwanted Attention Part 1 The Accident
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( Disappointment )
I stepped up to the apartment door, knowing that Andy was inside. I hadn’t responded to his texts, so I was sure he wanted to know how I felt about it. With a deep breath, I opened the door and went in. I went to my room first so I could change into fresh clothes. Next, I went to find something to eat since I skipped breakfast at Skylar’s place.
I sat down at the table and ate some cereal while waiting for Andy to come out, which didn’t take long. He came out of his room, sat at the table with me, just looking at me without saying anything for a minute.
“I guess you didn’t like my text,” he said finally.
“Why do you want to suddenly date me?” I asked, wondering why he didn’t ask me sooner.
“I don’t know,” he said. “We’ve been friends for a long time, and course, you used to be a guy, so I never thought we’d date. But, after what I said about moving into your house, I thought about it- and, well, we’ve had sex and just the other day, great sex. We already live together, we know each other well, and like a lot of the same things.
“Why couldn’t you have asked me before?” I said, becoming upset.
“What’s wrong?” Andy asked.
“I spent all day with Skylar yesterday,” I answered. “And all night.”
“Oh,” he responded.
“Oh? Just oh?” I said, my emotions flooding into my voice. “We fucked! And I told him I’d be his girlfriend. Only because I thought you weren’t interested!” My voice started to shake, and tears were welling up in my eyes.
“I’m sorry, Jen. I never thought you’d want to date a guy, so it’s something I didn’t want to bring up and make you uncomfortable,” he answered, trying to explain. “And I thought the sex was just because it was easy, with no strings attached and felt good.”
“That’s what it was supposed to be,” I said, wiping the tears from my eyes. “I can barely remember what it was like to be a guy. Any of it. I don’t remember the sexual urge of a guy, the attraction to women, anything. Every day I wake up, more of that part of me has faded away, replaced by a piece of my new life. I want to hate it, but I don’t.”
“I didn’t know, Jen,” he said. “And I definitely didn’t mean to hurt you. I just wish you would’ve told me all of these things- how you felt.”
“I didn’t even know how to tell myself,” I said, then getting a tissue to wipe my eyes. “Andy, I like being this way. I love being a woman, and it makes me happy that you accepted me so quickly.”
“Of course, I did! Just because you had to transition from a guy to a girl doesn’t mean you aren’t the same person. Even if you like being a girl, you still haven’t changed all that much. You still enjoy video games, movies, porn, all of that.”
I listened to what Andy was saying, and I appreciated every bit of it. Even with me trying to blame him, and the fact that I went and had sex with Skylar, he still sat right here and supported me. I got up and walked around the table to where Andy was sitting. Without saying anything, I turned and sat sideways on his lap, then wrapped my arms around him while placing my head on his chest. He put his arms around me as well, and we sat there in silence for a long time until I calmed down.
“I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to hurt you or Skylar,” I said softly.
“I can’t make that choice for you, but if you do pick him, I promise we’ll still be friends like always,” Andy said.
“Thank you,” I said.
I spent most of the rest of the day in my room just thinking about what I was going to do. My parents were going to move soon, and I was going to have an entire house to myself. I’m sure by now, Skylar had told all of his friends that we were dating, and I didn’t want to hurt him by breaking up. But, if Andy was ready to be with me, that’s what I really wanted to do. More importantly, my final interview was coming. I cleared my mind of everything else for now and picked an outfit for the interview, wanting to make sure everything was perfect.
There was so much going on in my head that I could barely relax or sleep. I got out of bed incredibly early, and since I couldn’t sleep, I shaved, took a long hot shower, and got my hair ready. I noticed my bra was getting a little tight again, which meant my breasts were still growing. That would be an issue for a different day, though, so I focused on today. I did my makeup and put on lipstick, then dressed in the clothes that I had picked out, which consisted of a blouse, skirt, heels, and stockings.
Instead of getting a ride from Andy, I decided to take a rideshare to the office. It gave me time to think on the way there without having to talk. When I arrived at the office, I signed in, then went to the bathroom to check myself while I waited for my turn. I straightened out my clothes and checked my makeup before going back to wait. Not long after, the district manager called me into his office. I followed him in and took a seat at his request.
“Thank you for coming, Jenny,” he said.
“Thank you for this opportunity,” I responded with a smile, trying to remember to sit up straight and keeping my legs closed.
“I’ll get right to it then. I’ve reviewed your training and see here that you’ve done quite well, even working extra hours to complete it on time,” he said.
“Yes. I’m willing to do whatever is needed,” I said, trying to sound confident.
“I like that spirit,” he said, then sighed after a moment. “This is a tough round of candidates. Ten altogether, but only two positions available.”
“I assure you that you won’t be disappointed if you pick me,” I said, once again trying to be confident.
“Let me show you something, Jenny,” he said, then stood and walked to the other side of his office.
I got up and followed him. We stopped by a wall that had pictures of all the current store managers. He explained that out of the 16 stores in his district, there was only one female store manager and that most of the current assistants were males too.
“With your work ethic and noble attitude, maybe you can start changing this number in the future,” he explained.
Store manager, I thought to myself. It almost sounded like he wanted to fast track me into the position once I was promoted to assistant. To be polite, I took a little time to look at the pictures, showing interest in them. As I did, I felt him put his hands on my shoulders from behind. I ignored it as a friendly gesture and continued looking until his hands moved down and forwardly cupped my breasts. I tensed up and didn’t move, shocked by what he was doing.
“I’ll make sure you stand out among the other candidates,” he said quieter, his hands slowly pulling the buttons on my blouse open.
Once he had my blouse open, he put his hands on my shoulders again and turned me around to face him. I refused to make eye contact and hoped it was some kind of joke or prank, maybe even some sort of initiation. He pushed my bra up to uncover my breasts, then looked at me. His hands reached and cupped me again, his thumbs swiping over my nipples. I finally tensed up and pulled away from him.
“I’m not doing this!” I said, shaken up.
“That’s a shame,” he responded.
I moved toward the door while fixing my bra and blouse, then left as soon as I was proper. I went into the bathroom again and locked the door, so I could take a few minutes to calm myself down. As I thought about what to do, I took deep breaths. It was going to be my word against his if I decided to report him, and I wasn’t sure that I wanted to go through the stress of it. I beat myself up mentally for letting it get as far as it did. My shock shifted into anger as I thought about the possibility of not getting promoted. I checked myself in the mirror again then went back to his office, where I barged right in.
“I still expect to be promoted,” I declared. “My work is excellent, and I shouldn’t have to have sex with you to be recognized for it.”
“Oh, you came back,” he said, looking up at me. “You’ll be graded appropriately for your actions,” he said, being vague.
“On my work, and not on my body,” I said again, still mad. He didn’t answer, and instead, starting writing. “Hope you enjoyed my tits,” I said sarcastically, then left.
At home, I spent the rest of the day in my room and only talking to Andy briefly when he came home. I laid in bed while browsing on my phone, trying anything to take my mind off what happened. I knew there was no way I was going to get promoted now, which was going to be an issue since I was taking over my parent’s house soon.
( The letdown )
For two days, I kept to myself and my thoughts. I waited for my phone to ring with a call from my job about my status. I didn’t have a work schedule, nor did I know if I was going to be promoted or fired. Like the last couple of days, I sulked in bed, doing nothing but watching videos on my phone. That lasted almost half the day until Skylar texted me.
“Hey babe,” he texted. “I was hoping to see.”
“I’m home today, so I guess you can come over if you want,” I replied.
I had made up my mind that I needed to break up with Skylar. Even with him on his way over, I still didn’t know how I wanted to do it, or what to say. Since I was still in my sulking mood, I didn’t even bother to get dressed and, instead, remained in my t-shirt and pajama bottoms. He didn’t take long to get here and sent me another text when he did.
“Hey,” I said as I opened the door.
“Hey,” he said with a big smile, then pulled me into him to kiss me.
“We need to talk,” I said after the kiss, even knowing how cliché it sounded.
Not knowing what else to say, I decided to be blunt. “I can’t be your girlfriend,” I said after we sat down.
“You’re breaking up with me already?” Skylar asked, sounding disappointed.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I know this sounds like an excuse, but I really do like you. The thing is, I love Andy, and I feel like I’m supposed to be with him.”
“I knew it would be Andy,” he sighed. “I hope he knows how lucky he is to have such a sexy lady.”
“I’m not exactly sexy right now,” I rebutted, giving myself a look over and remembering that I hadn’t taken care of my hair, nails, or anything after what happened.
“You look sexy to me,” he insisted. “I wish this wasn’t happening, but I guess I understand why. Since we’re being honest, though, I did come over here to fuck, so if it’s over, then I’ll head out.
“You don’t want to talk or anything?” I asked as he stood up.
“You’re dumping me less than a week later, so I’m not in the mood to talk,” he said. “If you ever change your mind, or just want to fuck, shoot me a text or something.”
I started to cry as Skylar left, feeling terrible for hurting him. My job and the thoughts of my interview overflowed into my mind, too, making me cry heavily for several minutes. As it all came out, I slowly calmed down and even felt a little better.
Now that I had broken up with Skylar, at least I could tell Andy we could get together. The thought of us living together in a house as a couple actually made me happy. It also meant that I could finally put my mind to rest on who I should date. I pulled myself out of the slump I’d been in and cleaned myself up. I shaved, showered, did my hair, and touched up my nails. I took extra care to make my toes look cute and put on a pair of open-toed heels since I remembered he has a thing for feet.
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