After having just sucked my first cock and gotten covered by his thick creamy load, my own cock is vibrating I'm so turned on by the experience.
"Do you need to jack off?"
"Yes, please can I? I am so horny," I beg.
"You can when Victoria gets here. For now go and wash up in my shower."
He directs me to a door in his office that leads to his own private bathroom complete with a large walk in shower big enough for a party. I get in and let the hot water cascade down on my skin. It feels so good. I take some liquid soap and begin to wash off his cum and to play with my cock in the shower. I work myself up to a nice hard on when I hear his voice call to me.
"No, remember I said you cannot cum till Victoria gets here. Don't start your employment by disobeying me."
I sign and take my hand off my cock. After I finish cleaning up in shower and I am drying myself with a large soft towel we hear a knock at the office door, Victoria has arrive.
"Open the door for her Jean."
I wrap a towel around my hair and use another towel to wrap around me so that it covers mainly my upper torso, with just barely enough towel to reach down and cover my ass. Victoria is wearing a killer leather coat, an incredibly tight leather skirt that fits like a second skin. The skirt is slit up to her hips on the sides. She has black fish net stockings and red platform stiletto high heels. She is carrying two shopping bags with her from Nordstrom. She is a slender young woman about my height, and her hair is the same color as mine.
"Wow, great outfit," I exclaim with envy, "Do you always dress like this for work?"
She laughs and replies coyly, "No, this is just my 'to and from the office outfit', at work I am wearing only what you don't see."
"What do you think of Jean," Mr. Thomas asks.
Victoria sets the bags down and walks around me checking me out.
"You're right, we could be sisters. Though I'm better endowed, she would be my flat-chested sister. "
"Jean, turn around with your back to Victoria and remove your towel. Let her get a good look at you."
I do so and let the towel fall, revealing my nude body to her.
Victoria gives out an approving whistle.
"Yes, from the rear we are matching bookends. You always did like the shape of my ass."
"Jean, now turn around."
I do so.
"Holy shit!" Exclaims Victoria and she burst out laughing. "She's a he! She, I mean, he, makes a wonderful girl."
"My thoughts exactly," Mr. Thomas affirms.
"The clothes I bought should fix Jean perfectly. I'm dying to see them on him."
"So am I," Mr. Thomas replies. "Open the bag up and let's see what Victoria has bought for you."
I take out the shoebox on top of the neatly piled packages. I look inside and find a pair of black pumps with a three inch heels. I sit my bare ass on the edge of a desk and try the shoes on. I find that they fit perfectly. I stand up and take my first tentative steps in high heels.
It is a good thing I wear cowboy boots and I excelled in gymnastics in high school. I have an excellent sense of balance, and if I do say so myself, natural grace. Still, my first steps are hesitant. I'm like a newborn babe just trying to stand. They are both enjoying watching me. I take a provocative stance, shifting my weight to one hip, covering my nipples with one hand and the other resting on my hip.
"Nice pose." Victoria remarks, "You have the makings of a well paid sex object. Now let's see you walk in the heels."
I carefully shift my weight so that I am balanced on my toes as I walk. I falter a bit and then slowly I find the zone. My leg muscles settle into the proper balance required to move and I more confidently walk. I find that the sexy hip movements I've always envied in watching girls walk comes natural to the wearing of heels.
"This is fun!" I exclaim.
Victoria giggles. "You are doing great. I got you short heels. Wait until later, and then we will get you prancing in real sexy shoes, platform with heels that have to be registered as lethal weapons. I'm a shoe slut."
