She knows my secret

I work as a secretary at an office building. I was born a male but have lived life as a woman for years now. No one at work knows the truth about me. I changed my name to Natalie and my entire appearance to female. This was a personal choice by me to see if I could make it as a woman in everyday life. I was always petite and with feminine features so it was not very difficult. At first it was just a silly challenge but I began to really enjoy it so I never looked back.

It was a day at work like any other. I was wearing my tight plaid pencil skirt, white lace blouse and some black high heel pumps. I dressed in cute outfits like this most days I came to work. A lady from corporate came into the office and up to my desk. I greeted her and she introduced herself as Jennifer. She had been sent in by corporate to pick up some important documents from our office files. I was immediately attracted to her. Jennifer was quite a few years older than me. She looked incredibly sexy with her long black hair in a ponytail and wearing an elegant lace dress with stiletto heels. Her skin was tan and her body was curvy. She complimented me on my blouse before asking me me to show her to the supply room where she could see the documents.

As we walked through the hallway I noticed her leering at my legs and butt a couple of times. The thought excited me but I tried my best to ignore it. Jennifer had an erotic presence about her. Her voice was smoky and her walk was dreamy. Jennifer walked in those 4 inch stilettos as gracefully as if they were her own two feet. We entered the room and I closed the door behind us.

The room was not much bigger than a closet and dimly lit inside. I closed the door behind us and began to show her the file cabinet. We exchanged small talk for a couple minutes while I thumbed through the files. Everything was going normal until Jennifer whispered into my ear; “ I know that you’re not what you seem, Natalie. I know you’re not a real woman.” I stuttered “ I—I— don’t know what you’re talking about.” “I read your entire file. I know that you were born as a male” she responded.

My back was to her, I was so nervous that I just stood there frozen. Then, before I could even respond, Jennifer stuck her hand under my skirt and gripped my penis through my cotton panties from behind. ” I knew it!” She exclaimed. She grabbed my butt with her other hand. Suddenly I felt a sting burn on my behind as she spanked me hard. My glasses fell to the floor. I couldn’t even process what was going on. Seconds later, She whispered into my ear “you’ve been a bad girl, Natalie” as she slowly slid her hand up and down my penis. Hearing those words unleashed a part of myself I didn’t even know existed. I felt like a bad girl.

At this point I was trembling with fear and arousal. Everything was happening so fast. The feeling of her breath on my neck and ears was warm and invigorating. I was fully erect at this point and my panties were wet with excitement. She continued in my ear saying “ you know Natalie, I’ve always wanted a special girl like you— “For a brief moment she stopped touching me. We both froze as the sound of footsteps came from outside. Just as I began to beg “ please Jennifer”, she turned me around and stuck her tongue straight down my throat to silence me.

She pulled me close in a warm embrace and kissed me passionately. As the footsteps faded away, the only sound filling the backroom was our high heel shoes squeaking together and our lips dancing furiously as we made out. She continued stroking me, swallowing any noise I could make with her red painted lips. At this point I stopped resisting and submitted fully to Jennifer. She could have done anything to me at that moment and I would have been completely helpless. Jennifer pulled away and looked down at my tight pencil skirt. She gazed from my shoes up to my waist. “I need you Natalie “ she muttered softly. My penis was protruding straight up like a boat sail. She looked down and smirked. She said to me “we can’t have a girl going back to work looking like that!” And kneeled down.

She pushed me up against the wall and unzipped my skirt in a hurry. “Oh, Jennifer“ I let out in a low moan as she pulled the skirt down to my thighs. She slid my rock hard shaft and head out of my sticky panties and into her mouth and began moving back and forth slowly. “Oh my god— Jennifer— Oh” I moaned a bit louder. I haven’t been touched like this in years. Certainly not since I had been living as woman. The pleasure was building and I felt euphoric.. I begin to scream “ Oh fuck! ,Jenn—-“ she quickly stood up. “Bad girl! Do you want us to get caught?” She asked sternly.

I can’t even respond I’m so aroused to the point of being dumbfounded. She began again and slid her mouth slowly over my penis once again. Against my own will I moaned once more. Suddenly she stood up and shouted “be quiet!” I thought she was going to spank me again but Instead , Jennifer pulled the headband out of her ponytail and wrapped it around my mouth like a gag. I was relieved as I knew I couldn’t control the sounds I was making.

She looked at me with asmile. The gaze from her dark brown eyes was hypnotizing. Without a word she got on her knees again and started sucking me off even more passionately than before. Back and forth she went, using her tongue and lips like the expert she was. Her drool dripped onto my skirt and heels. Every once in a while she would tease me a bit; kissing my testicles and tip. My panties were soggy wet from the passion. She would ask “want me to stop?” with a smile. I couldn’t respond except with a muffled moan. She knew the answer anyway. Minutes felt like hours of intense sensuality. I felt myself getting close to orgasm. The feeling came on slow then climaxed with an intense throb of pleasure. The sensitivity was mind blowing.

I felt myself explode with pleasure as my mind went blank. I shot what felt like multiple loads into her mouth and down her throat. I let out a muffled scream through my gag as she kept going , not letting one drop hit the floor. Once she stopped my legs buckled in my high heels and I fell to the floor. Jennifer stood up and looked down at me. She removed the head band from my mouth and tied her hair back up.

She looked down at me sitting on the floor. My makeup and hair were a mess and my clothes were disheveled. Trembling, I tried my best to pull up my skirt and fix my outfit. I was breathing heavy; almost hyperventilating. I picked up my glasses off the ground and tried to regain my composure. I couldn’t even say a word. A feeling of bliss began to come over me. Before I could even get a sound out, Jennifer patted me on the head; “Good girl!“ she said in a sassy tone “now clean yourself up and get back to work!” She left the room and I sat there on the floor blushing.

“Yes ma’am” I whispered toward the closed door.