My Boss and I - My Boss and I – Chapter 9-10

Chapter 9

“Mr. Conner!”

“Excuse me.” He smiled down at me.

I would have usually hated that smile, but for some reason it felt somewhat charming. I couldn’t stand it and quickly looked away, not making eye contact with the man.

“I… um…”

“Do you know where Mr. Dark is?” He asked.

“Ah!” I forced myself to look up at him. “He… went out…”

That woman had told me to lie, but Mr. Conner’s eyes were narrowing and I realized just how flimsy her idea had been. There was no way I could hide my own absence! I was going to lose my job.

Mr. Conner’s eyes suddenly brightened. “Oh? You must be the specialist? We haven’t had a chance to meet yet. I’m Mr. Conner. I own this place.”

“O-oh, really?” I had to act like I didn’t know, since it seems he had never met that woman.

However, it was more than that. My heart was beating quickly. He smelled really good, and when I looked at his face, I felt strangely tingly. I really didn’t know what was going on. My face also felt hot. Was I having some kind of allergic reaction to his cologne? I felt somewhat panicked just being in front of him, and I realized I needed to leave immediately.

“I’m sorry, excuse me!” I pushed passed him.

“Huh? Oh, okay.” He moved aside as my hand wrested against his muscular chest.

I pulled it away as if I had just been burned. What was going on with me? The feel of his chest seemed to throb against my finger tips, sending strange tingles throughout my body. I felt slightly dizzy. Was it a panic attack? Maybe my change was hitting me harder than I expected. I went straight to the bathroom. It was a single unisex room, so I didn’t even need to think about it.

Shoving the door closed and locking it, and went straight to the sink. I splashed some water on my face to deal with the heat. Taking some staggered breaths, I tried to get myself under control. There was no way that had anything to do with my boss. It was simple. I wasn’t done talking to that woman. She disappeared on me, and I was just really upset. That was all it was.

After I was done at the sink, I walked over to the toilet and unbuttoned my pants. I reached in, and immediately found nothing. I wasn’t a guy anymore. There wasn’t a penis. However, before I could turn around and sit down, I realized my underwear was a bit wet. I wasn’t sweaty, so I was confused. Did I pee myself during my panic attack? I pushed my fingers between the hole in my boxers and they went forward and slipped against something wet and bulbous. I let out a gasp.

“I-I’m wet?”

Of course, I knew what a vagina was, and I had explored plenty. I knew what it felt like when a woman was aroused. Well, I’m not saying I knew what an aroused woman felt, more that my fingers knew that this womanhood was aroused. Yet, how could that be possible? I hadn’t seen any beautiful women.

“Ah… damn…”

My fingers ended up stimulating the mound, shooting sparks through my body. It was both familiar with what I felt like as a man, and also completely different. I felt hot and tingly all over, and I realized that I was extremely aroused and unable to control myself. I only really had one option. I pulled down my pants and underwear, and I began to rub it.

Chapter 10

“There… there… right there…” I panted, trying to keep my voice down as my fingers rubbed frantically.

My legs went wobbly and I nearly fell down on the toilet. I really should have sat down first. I felt a gush between my legs, and a spasming feeling deep down that seem to be clamping down on nothing in particular. It still felt really good. My fingers kept going, and I realized I could. Usually, once I came, I softened and it was impossible to do more. This time, though, there was nothing that stopped me from continuing to stimulate myself.

I turned around and sat on the toilet. I lifted my leg and continued to touch it, rubbing myself. My spare hand grabbed onto the handicap rail, and I held it as I continued to pleasure myself. The final time I could hear something dropping down into the toilet when I finished. I didn’t know if I had cum, or pissed myself, but I was in a state I didn’t really care. It had been only about ten minutes, but it had been a blissful ten minutes.

I felt far more relaxed now, and as I caught my panting breath, I finally pulled my fingers away. It was only then that I realized what I had done. I had never done something like this as a man. Masturbating while at work? That was really irresponsible! Even now, there could be someone waiting outside, and this would be really suspicious. If they listened at the door, they might have even heard me whimpering. I felt shock and embarrassment at my own actions.

That’s when I started trying to understand what had driven me to this point. I had run into and touched Mr. Conner. I knew he was an attractive and popular guy among women, but I wasn’t a woman! Okay, maybe I was now, but I wasn’t attracted to men! I had considered trying to have a lesbian experience while I had the chance, but I never saw myself actually being driven to this state upon seeing a handsome man. Mr. Conner wasn’t that handsome.

It thought that, but as soon as I tried to imagine his smile, his smell, and the feel of his chest, certain areas started to tingle again weakly. I shook my head. No! That was impossible. It was simply that I wasn’t used to this body. It was like being a teenager. When you first started developing, you couldn’t handle the hormones shooting through your body. Teenagers were horny little freaks. I knew, I was one once. While I never masturbated at work, I had definitely masturbated in a few ill-advised areas as a teen!

This was just like that. I wasn’t familiar with the female sex drive, and it took me by surprise. It had nothing to do with Mr. Conner. Anyone would have set it off. It wasn’t because he was a man either! If I had encountered an alluring woman, my body would have reacted in the same way! I repeated that in my head enough times until I was certain it was true. Then, once I had finally calmed down, I started to clean up.

Using some toilet paper, flushed, washed my hands thoroughly, and made sure I looked as good as I could. My chest still hung out in this shirt, and now that I saw it in the mirror, I was aware of just how much my nipples were showing. I buttoned the sports coat closed to hide them. I fixed up my hair, and with a breath, I took a step outside.

“Damn… what is he still doing here?” From the bathroom, I could see that Mr. Conner’s was still in my office.

He seemed to be waiting for me. I felt some irritation, but I mostly felt afraid. What did I have to be afraid of? I mean, yeah, there was the fear of being exposed. Maybe, I should just tell him the truth? No, he would think I’m insane! Plus, I had a feeling that that woman would have some way of stopping me from talking. Like… maybe I’d choke on my tongue or something. It was that kind of feeling.

With a breath, I put on the fake smile I had mastered, and I went to face my boss for round 2.