Changing Places - Part 4 "Déjà vu All Over Again" By Rhinoman
Authors Note: You must read parts 1, 2, and 3 first or this will make no sense
John couldn't believe the way he was dressed, heading into work. Debbie insisting on no panties or bra was one thing, but then to make him wear a tight, silky-white blouse and a short black skirt with higher than normal heels was quite another. He could feel his big tits bouncing wildly with every step he took and the silk rubbing on his nipples was causing them to stiffen.
He tried to make it through the front door unnoticed when Erika's voice broke the silence.
"Hey Debbie! Wait up!"
John slowed down to wait for her.
Erika looked him up and down. "You look good enough to eat! Bill's gonna have a stiffy all day."
John smiled weakly, "Thanks."
"I just wanted you to know that last night was unbelievable. Do you think we can do it again?" Erika asked
"Sure," John said, pepping up a little, "except that tonight I'm already booked."
"No, problem, let's not wait too long though, I get wet just thinking about it. Oh... I almost forgot, I flirt with the custodian a little, and he told me there's going to be a surprise fire alarm this morning at 10:00 a.m."
"Thanks for the head's up," John hesitated, then asked, "are you sure it will be at exactly 10:00 a.m.?"
"You can set your watch on it," Erika replied. "Why?"
"Mmm... well, it gives me an idea... see ya'" he answered and jiggled off.
* * * Debbie finished typing in the e-mail behind locked doors at John's office:
"Dear Erika: I know you're not going to believe this at first, so I'm going to ask you to carry out a test to try and prove it to yourself. Through that lightening accident a few months back, John and I changed places. What I mean by that is that I am in John's body and he is in mine. I know you're thinking I'm crazy or this is some sort of hoax, but it's not. It's the truth. We're close enough that you know there are a lot of things that only we know about each other. Remember the trip we took to Key West together last year? Go up to Debbie (who is actually, John) and make a comment about how great it was that you had each other's company since it rained the whole time we were there. You and I both know we watched the sunset together every night and it didn't rain a drop. Play along with John and don't let him know that you know until we talk again. Love, Debbie."
It was going to be hard to get anything done while she waited for a response.
* * * Erika stared at her computer screen. 'No way!' she thought as she read it over again. 'It's signed Debbie and from John's email address.'
Erika decided to send a quick email back. 'I'll play along for now,' she thought.
"Dear Debbie? Of course you know that what your asking me to believe is totally outside of scientific explanation, but I can't help but play along... for now. We're going to have a fire alarm at 10:00, I'll talk to John (?) then. Love, Erika."
She clicked send and looked at her watch... it was 9:40.
* * * John got up from his desk... 'it's 9:40,' he thought, 'time to put my plan into motion.'
He walked over to the full-length mirror behind the door, turned his back to it and looked over his shoulder. His ass stuck out nicely and was barely covered by the short, black skirt Debbie had made him wear. He bent over a little while further arching his back. This lifted his skirt and so that he could see the lower portion of his butt cheeks. 'A little more and he'll see the "V",' he grinned.
He made his way down to Bill's office, knocked lightly on the door and stuck his head in. "Good morning, Bill, mind if I come in for a minute?" His voice sounded sweat and innocent.
Bill looked up, saw Debbie's face and quickly motioned him in, "sure...sure... come on in."
John walked in, making sure his tits jiggled. He knew his nipples were poking out through the thin, silky material. As he approached the chair in front of Bill's desk he dropped the pen he was carrying. "Oops," he said, turning away from Bill and slowly bending over to pick it up. 'He's gonna get an awesome view of my pussy from his vantage point,' John thought as he picked the pen up and turned around to face Bill.
Bill's face was bright red and he looked completely flustered.
John decided to stay on the offensive. "Uh... Bill... I was thinking," he said as he started walking around the desk, "we never really got to finish what we started a while back." He continued around the desk until his feet were as close as he could get without touching Bill's and his tits were in direct line with Bill's eyes.
Bill was speechless.
"I locked the door on the way in," John said, "how about now?"
"Uhh...duh..." was all Bill could muster.
"I'll take that as a yes," John said as leaned into Bill, gently brushing his hard nipples across his face. "How does that feel, Bill?"
Bill gulped.
John grabbed his hand and thrust it up under his skirt. "Do you like my panties, Bill?"
Bill's fingers came in contact with John's pussy and he jerked back unexpectedly. John pouted, "Bill, I thought you'd like my pussy... you're hurting my feelings... should I go back to my office?"
"No!" Bill finally got out his first words. "No, I like it," he said as he moved his fingers back into John's wet snatch. At first he gently rubbed up and down his slit... then he slowly eased one finger in... then two.
"Ohhh... Billy, that feels soooo gooood," John exaggerated. He pulled up his blouse with one hand and grabbed one of his full, naked breasts. "Please... Billy, suck on my tits at the same time."
Bill couldn't believe his luck. The hottest gal in the office was practically begging him to fuck her. 'God, her tits are big,' Bill thought, 'and what a wet pussy.' He fucked John with two fingers while licking and sucking his tits at the same time. Bill's cock was rigid and causing a huge tent in his pants.
