1. Bobbi


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    to do for me. &#034I need a job,&#034 I said. &#034Sure sure, cutie,&#034 he said, &#034but can't we talk, err... about some other things first? We've got, err... a lot of catching up to do.&#034 I knew what he wanted to catch up on. &#034I'd really rather talk about the job first,&#034 I said. &#034Then maybe we can relax.&#034 Paul looked a little exasperated, but not angry. He sat down behind his desk, and started reading my application. He said nothing, but after a few minutes, he started going over my typing test. He took out a file folder, wrote some things on the form inside, and put my application and typing test in it. He filled out another form, and said, &#034You start Monday morning at nine o'clock. Report here then, and I'll take you to an orientation class, and then to your job. Here's your hiring form. Your starting salary is on it.&#034 He handed me the last form he had filled out. The form said &#034Receptionist&#034 in the box marked Job Title, and the starting salary as a bit more than I had been making as a stockboy. I looked further, and found the box marked Sex. There was a big, glorious &#034F&#034 where all my previous employment forms had shown an &#034M.&#034 I had made it! I had a real job as a woman, but what would Paul want for it? &#034What do I have to do?&#034 I asked. &#034Work hard, and be a good employee,&#034 he said. &#034You're our new fourth floor receptionist. That's the Traffic Department. You greet visitors, err... answer the phone, ...
    type a little, and, err... look pretty. That's all. I know, err... what you're thinking, and that's not, err... the case. I had a job opening, and you meet the, err... qualifications. That's all. If there's, err... anything more between us, that's just as, err... friends. Your new job, err... doesn't depend on it. Okay?&#034 My estimation of Paul went up a lot. I had the job I wanted, and a friend too. This was all working out very well. &#034That's... it?&#034 I asked. &#034I got the job?&#034 Paul stood in front of me, and replied, &#034That's it. I like helping friends. It isn't much of a job, but you can't expect, err... big things on your first job, err... ever, Miss.&#034 He was playing a little happy game with me. Of course I had worked before, but I had filled out my application as if I were really a young woman looking for her very first job. Paul was just sweetly going along with that. He was just being a good friend. I was not sure what to say. &#034I'm so happy, I could kiss you!&#034 I said. &#034I, err... wouldn't say no,&#034 answered Paul. I stood, and pressed my lips to his, letting my arms snake about his neck to embrace him. His arms enfolded me, and pulled me close. I could feel his cock stiffening against my thigh, so I parted my lips to allow our tongues some room to play. I did not have to do this. The job was mine with no strings attached, but something in me just wanted to. Perhaps it was the excitement of getting a job as a woman at last. Perhaps it ...
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