Ian

by Heather Alexander

 

Ian's New Start

 

It was the early 21-century and there had taken place a complete role-reversal between men and women. Women were now the dominant sex men were totally subjugated women had all the power only they could vote they had the positions within the government and big business.

Men stayed at home and looked after the children and in the home they did the washing up the cooking, cleaning. They were allowed to have certain jobs such as nurses, secretary, shop assistant, and teachers. Even they were at the bottom level they could also work in the police, fire and military but only in the administration section.

Men had to wear skirts, dresses and shorts they were not allowed to wear trousers.

Girls were taught from an early age to view men as merely a sexual object, whose looks were more important than their brains, and to use all opportunities to put men down and destroy their confidence.

Also boys were taught from an early age that they were nothing more an adornment for a woman and that there place in society was wholly dependent on the status of their wife.

This gender-role conditioning for both sexes began in the schools, where boys had to wear a strict school uniform but the girls can wear what they like. The school uniform consists of a blazer, white shirt tie (blazer and tie would be in the school colours). A skirt that would be either a navy which would mean that the boy was in first or second year, grey which would mean that the boy was in either third or forth year and black which would mean that the boy would be in either fifth or sixth year. Footwear is left up to the individual boy, but only in the first and second year when they can wear knee or ankle length socks and lace up shoes, but even then the best looking boys are usual pressured into wearing high-heeled shoes and tights. But from third year on all boys must wear high-heeled shoes and tights and in the summer they have to go bare legged, so that they can show off their legs.

To make sure that all boys are good-looking and none are overweight their diet is strictly controlled and they must follow an exercise routine so that they would always look there best for the girls.

This is carried over into adult hood be the governments use of advertising as well as forcing men into eating a low calorie diet.

 

Ian put on a white bikini and a pair of mules and went down to the poolside and lay on a sun lounger, he beckoned over one of the waiters and ordered a drink.

As he lay there on the sun lounger, he looked around him. All over the poolside there were young scantly clad men, they were pandering to the whims of a group of older women.

Smiling to himself he knew what they were after, the men want to become the next Mr, who ever and the women well they just wanted to be attended to by these young attractive men. Ian knew very well what they were after. He had been one too but he had actually gotten married to one of those women, he had started out working in her office as one of her clerical staff…

 

Ian slipped on a short red wrap skirt, a red jacket over a short sleeve blouse light tights and red court shoes with 4in stiletto heels. He was watching the television which had a an older woman with short grey hair and several lines covered her face, next to her was a much younger man he had long blonde hair and deep blue eyes his white blouse was rather tight over his impressive breasts. The main news story was the arrest by the police of number male lib movement leaders.

"Good for the police," he said out loud as he switched off the television and headed for the door stopping at the mirror he put on a pair of gold clip on earrings then he picked up a red shoulder bag.

He stepped out of the door then he walked to the bus stop. As he walked down the street he had to walk past a building site and as usual he received a chorus of wolf whistles and cat calls from the women who worked on the site.

"Hay babe come up here and give me a kiss you hot little honey," a voice from above him called. He turned and looked up to see a group of about five women leaning over the railings they were all smiling at him, wondering what he would do, now some men he knew would start crying at this which usually made the women laugh Ian was different he liked the attention so he smiled and blew them a kiss, this was not what they were excepting and they didn't know what to do, Ian laughed out loud then continued to the bus stop were he caught the bus to town.

He got off the bus and walked to his office building, which was a Twenty-five story, structure recently built which made it stand out against the brownstone old buildings.

Ian walked into Ms. Katherine Cuthbert's office and sat down where he was joined by Douglas who was also part of the clerical team though he was senior to Ian. Ian was twenty-two-years-old and been working on and off as a clerical worker since he graduated secretarial school at eighteen though he had only come to work here eighteen mouths ago first in the typing pool then he was promoted to Ms. Cuthbert's staff when the pervious assistant left to get married which led to Douglas's promotion.

"Good morning Ian," Douglas said, he was dressed in a long shapeless black skirt, low heeled shoes and a black sweater, his black hair was tied in a tight bun at the back of the head which gave him the impression of a man several years older than his twenty-six this was not helped by his glasses, which were very unstylish.

"Good morning Douglas," Ian replied trying not to smile at his complete lack of dress sense.

A few minutes later Ms. Cuthbert entered and he looked at her, he remembered the first time he had set eyes on her she was magnificent her strong jaw and perching blue eyes gave her the look of a matinee idol she was short black hair and a hard body he could make out her rippling muscles under her shirt, but what really attracted him was the gleam in her eye the hint that there was something mysterious about her. He knew she was married but that never stop her thinking about her or even fantasying about her while he sleapted.

 

Katherine was giving him some dictation she got up from behind the desk. She noticed that Ian had crossed his legs and that his skirt had ridden up revealing his right thigh, it looked smooth when in her mind she compared it to her husband's, images started to form in her mind of her and Ian on a desert island making love in the surf under the hot sun, just like in that movie From here to Eternity.

When Katherine was finished dictating, Ian got up and went out, he was starting to type it up when Katherine came out of her office.

"Leave that you can do it in the morning."

"I would like to get it done tonight so that I can get it away first thing tomorrow."

He finished the letter Katherine singed it and he put it on his desk to be posted tomorrow morning.

The rain was lashing down as Ian stood at the bus stop fifty meters down from companies building, as he huddled against the sides of the shelter trying to hide from the rain when a car pulled up the headlights illuminating the rain drops as they fell to the ground. The window rolled down and Katherine stuck her head out of the window.

"Hay Ian get in I'll give you a ride home," she said.

He looked up and down the street watching for the bus but it wasn't in sight so he opened the passenger door and got into the car closing the door.

"Thanks for the ride Ms. Cuthbert," he said.

Katherine drove up to Ian's apartment building.

"Would you like to come in for a coffee Ms. Cuthbert?" Ian asked.

Katherine though for a moment, "Okay," she replied and got out of the car.

Ian opened the door to his apartment and they went inside.

"You can take off your overcoat and hang it up in the living room which is in there," he said pointing it out to her.

"What do you take in your coffee?"

"Milk and two sugar please." Katherine said as she sat down.

A few minutes later Ian came into the living room carrying two cups of coffee, Katherine noticed that Ian had taken off his high heels.

"Sorry there's nothing to eat but I haven't been shopping yet."

"That's okay," says Katherine "I only wanted the coffee."

Ian sits down next to her and folds his feet up on the sofa under his body he's very close to Katherine. They started to talk about work as they did they got closer to each other then they kissed.

Katherine broke off and got up to leave. Ian got up and went after her.

"I'll have to go before this goes any further."

"Why, don't you find me attractive?"

"Yes I think you're gorgeous but I love my husband and I'm not going to cheat on him."

Ian got between her and the door.

"Haven't you ever fantasised about me?"

"No."

"Never?" Ian said and gave her a quizzing look.

Katherine just looked at the floor, "Okay I have fantasised about you."

Ian put his arm's round her neck, "Go on take me I'm yours."

"No."

Ian started to rub his leg on hers, Katherine finally gave in to her feelings and she started to kiss him. She picked him and carried him to the bedroom where they striped each other she laid him down on the bed. Ms. Cuthbert stared at him as he lay there naked she fell on him like a bird of prey and they started to kiss, god he was beautiful with soft skin and so responsive to her touch he started to moan as she caressed the inner part of his thigh she sat atop him straddling him where they made love There hands entwined, Katherine moaning as she reached climax then she exploded into him, it reminder her what it was like with Andrew in the begging before they had settled down into boring repetitive sex life. This was animalistic where her predatory urges could be explored. The sex they had this morning was nothing more than a reminder that there was more to life than there usual routine.

They lay together there bodies glistening with sweat as the moonlight streamed in from the uncovered window, there breathing was heavy. Katherine looked at the clock on the bedside table it read 11.30pm. She got up out of the bed and started to get dressed, Ian sat up in bed.

"Are you going home?"

"Yes if I don't go home Andrew will become suspicious."

"What about the office?"

"Just act like normal and we'll be okay. She said as she left t. Ian lay there weeping in his empty bed.

 

Ms. Cuthbert got into work just before ten o'clock; Douglas was sitting out at his desk.

"Heavy night," he asked her as she walked past him.

"Where's Ian?" she asked him.

"He's doing some photocopying for me."

"Okay, what's happening?"

"I've put your post on your desk and there have been a couple of calls for you from Ms. Graham but she said she will call you again."

Just then Ian walked into the office he was carrying a armful of photocopying, he was wearing a plain red top, a short black skirt and black tights and knee length boots with 4in heels.

"Good morning Ms. Cuthbert," he said as she put the photocopying down on Stephen's desk before returning to his own.

"Hi Ian," she said then she turned and walked into her own office and sat down on her chair.

Later when Douglas had to go down to another department to pick up a file, Ms. Cuthbert called Ian into her office.

"So Ian how are we going to handle last night?" she said finally.

"Do you wish that it had never happened?" Ian replied.

"No I don't have any regrets about last night but where do you want to go from here?"

"I think the question, should be what do, you want to do because if you want me then I am willing to settle for being your lover but if you don't then I will request a transfer."

"I don't want you to transfer out and if you are really sure that you can handle the situation as my lover then I am willing to give it a go," she said.

Ian moved closed to her and they kissed.

"I'll do anything for you," Ian said.

There was a nock on the door and they quickly separated.

"Enter," she said.

The door opened and Douglas came into the office and handed Ms. Cuthbert the file he, left followed by Ian. Outside of the office, Douglas shot a glance at Ian who just smiled and returned to his work. Ian was wondering if Douglas was suspecting something by the way he looked at him, but he put it down to being paranoid.

 

Katherine stepped out of the elevator and walked along to her office. Douglas was at his desk he was already on the phone. Ian was nowhere to be seen. She opened as the door and entered her private office. She took off her jacket and hung it up. Sitting in her chair she put her briefcase on the desk and opened it. There was a nock on the door.

"Come," she said. The door opened and Ian walked in, he was carrying a tray on which was her mug, he was smiled. Closing the door behind him he walked over and put the mug down on the desk. He turned around to leave.

"Stay," Katherine said. "Come here."

He walked back over to her she put her hand on his thigh and ran it up under the hem of his short black skirt.

"I missed you," she said.

"So when can you get away?" he said.

"Maybe tonight," she replied then they kissed his turned and left walking in a very sexy way. Ms. Cuthbert watched him go and sat down back behind her desk and smiled to herself.

 

The sun was setting below the far horizon when Katherine pulled her car into the parking space in front of Ian's apartment. Getting out she walks up the steps and rings the doorbell.

"Who is it?"

"Me, babe."

"Come on up the door's open."

Katherine pushed the door and went up to Ian's apartment and sure enough the front door was ajar. She opened it and stepped inside.

The apartment was bathed in soft candlelight, she moved through into the bedroom.

Ian was lying naked on the bed he smiled when she enters. She moved to the bottom of the bed and looked at him.

"Do I please you?"

She didn't reply instead she took off her clothes and lay down on top of him. He slipped his arms round her neck as they start to kiss, his mouth open to receive her tongue which enters and he swallows whole.

They made love the sweat on her back glistening in the candlelight as she reaches climax. Lying there they held each other, his head on her chest eyes closed.

"I love you," he whispered into her chest. She heard but did not respond.

"I'll have to go," she said as she looked over at the clock on the bedside table.

He rolled off her to allow her to get up. He lay there watching, as she got dressed. She came over and kissed him on the forehead, then she turned and walked out of the apartment, she headed down to her car and drove home.

Ian got up and walked over to the window and looked out she saw her getting into her car and waved but she didn't see and drove away. Turning round he was smiling like the cat that got the cream, he returned to the bed and lay there he could smell her scent on his bed sheets he grabbed the sheets and pressed them against her nose and inhaled deeply getting that scent into his lungs.

Stepping out of the shower he padded back into the bedroom and started to get dressed he knew what turned her on, so why not, the tight white sweater, a short black pleated skirt, funky patterned tights and black boots that came nearly to the knee and had ruched sides and four inch heels.

He walked into the office and took his seat, Douglas looked at him and he smiled back at him.

"Good morning Douglas."

"Good morning Ian," he replied.

Douglas was dressed in a rather drab black cardigan over a white blouse a grey knee length skirt and black low heeled shoes his hair as usual was piled high on his head and he wore ugly glasses with black frames and no or almost no make-up, this wasn't a problem for Ian less competition for the affections of the female staff Douglas was only three years older than him sometimes he wondered what had happened to him to make turn out so frumpy, he was exactly unattractive if he made an effort but he never did.

She entered and walked past them and into her office as she past she gave him a quick smile, he smiled back.

"Douglas could you take these papers over to Audrey Newton's office thanks," Katherine said.

"Off course Ms. Cuthbert," Douglas replied and picked up the papers and headed out of the office leaving them alone.

Getting out of his seat Ian walked into her office and closed the door. "Great idea, getting rid of Douglas like that so what do you want to do?" Ian said as he moved over to her desk and sat down on her lap sliding his arms round her neck.

"Goddess, you're a distraction," she whispered into his ear as she kissed him on the neck "but we should be careful here at the office," she added.

He let go and got up but he could easily make out the impression that he's made on her by the large bulge in her trousers. This made him smile he turned to leave but as he reached the door he turned round.

"So will you be coming over tonight?"

"I'm sorry I've got this thing with the husband can't possible get out of it perhaps tomorrow night, now don't you look like that you knew what you were getting yourself into when you agreed to be my lover."

His face had dropped the smile had turned into a frown. "I'm sorry I was just getting so used to you coming over."

"While tomorrow night also perhaps we could go away for the weekend pretend we're off at a conference."

His face lit up and he rushed over and threw his arms around her and they kissed.

"That would be fantastic."

"Look babe, don't go getting your hopes up I said maybe."

Ian eventually let her go and went back to his desk but he was now as high as a kite wondering what it would be like to be able to get away with her to a small romantic getaway.

 

Ian was sitting on the sofa watching the TV when there was a loud beep from his mobile phone, he got up and walked over, and picking up the phone he pressed the button so that he could read the message.

The message was from his married lover it said that she would be coming over later that night and she would expect him to be ready for her at eight p.m. he put the phone down.

He stepped out of the shower and picked up the towel and dried off and then he walked back into the bedroom and started to get dressed, he opened the wardrobe door and looked through it's contents then he picked out a lovely sexy teal coloured dress and laid it on the bed. Then he walked over and opened the top drawer of the chest of drawers and took out a white g-string and slipped it on pulling it over his slim smooth legs and up over his hips and fixed it in place. He put on the dress and then slipped his feet into a pair of stiletto heeled mules and brushed his long red hair down over his shoulders then he fixed his make-up and then walked out of the bedroom and walked down to the living room, where he waited for her to arrive. He looked at the clock and watched at the hands came round to 8 PM, his heart sank and he suspected that she wouldn't be here again tonight.

About ten minutes later there was a nock on the door she walked through from the kitchen and opened the door, she stood there on the top step.

"Wow, you look gorgeous," she said and walked past him into the house.

He closed the door and turned and followed her into the living room, he felt fantastic now that she was here.

"God it's good to see you," she said and pulled him close and they kissed, his lips were soft against hers. Her hands slid down his bare back, his skin felt soft like satin against her fingertips.

He didn't resist her moves as she moved her hands over his body, like she owned it, which in a way she did. She paid for the house that he lived in and she gave him an allowance to live on but he knew that he was at her beck and call and couldn't refuse her when she decided that she wanted to come over. He would have to drop everything and get ready for her to arrive when that mobile phone rang, which she had given him so that she could always contact him.

It wasn't long before they ended up in the bedroom, she slipped the straps of the dress off his shoulders and the dress fell to the floor and she picked him up, as she lifted him his feet slipped out of the mules and she then laid him onto the royal blue silk sheets. They were kissing, her hands slid down his chest and rested on top of his tummy then she moved her hand to the top of his hips, while her tongue darted into his mouth, which was outlined in deep red. He could tell that she was getting exited as her breathing speeded up and she started to moan. Her hand took hold of the thin strap at the side of the g-string and pulled it clean away, he heard it rip and felt it being pulled away from his body, she throw it away. She slid her hand it into him, as it entered his body shuddered, he knew what was coming and he couldn't wait another jolt of electricity flowed through his body and he started to moan as she moved up and down in a rhythmic motion that started that build up to the orgasm that made making love to her so enjoyable.

They lay together Ian felt safe in her strong arms and nuzzled up against her body she slipped her arm across his chest brushing against his hard erect nipples.

"So how was last night?" he whispered.

"You really don't want to know it was very boring."

He had a niggling doubt that she had meant it perhaps she was protecting him from the truth. Just then she slipped out of bed and started to get dressed then she left without another word.

It was Monday afternoon the office was quite when Ian knocked on her office door and entered, closing the door behind him.

"I was thinking over the weekend we could do something special I've brought some special items how about we work late this evening and I can show them to you."

She smiled "Off course."

Later that night in the office after everyone had gone the only people left were Ian and Katherine they decided to play out their little fantasy.

Ian entered the office and locked the door behind him. He was almost unrecognisable from before. His hair was a mass of platinum blonde locks. His clothes had been ordered from the Victoria's Secret catalogue where Katherine. Tonight he wore a pinstriped skirt that hugged his hips and it was split up the thigh. Beneath his tight sport coat, his white blouse was unbuttoned just below his chest, displaying a lace bra and his firm round breasts. He wasn't only her secretary, he had transformed into every woman's fantasy secretary.

He carried a bag over his shoulder, which he put on her desk.

"You look particularly sexy today Ian. You trying to get extra points for your evaluation?" Katherine asked. "Well, I can be swayed at the last minute if you know what I mean. So give me an extra special show today. You better go all out." I can be a real bastard sometimes, can't I? Truth was, she had already written up his evaluation and it was a good one. The best she dared give him.

Ian gave her a special smile as he reached over the desk, his firm young breasts hanging low in his top, and turned the radio on real low. Then he walked back to the door, well, strutted was more like it; one foot stepping to the inside of his other, swinging his hips, working that firm fine ass just the way she liked. When he reached the door, he piled her long platinum blonde hair on top of his head, turned around, and stuck the arm of his glasses in his mouth. The glasses were her idea of course. Something about a sexy boy in glasses gets her hard in a minute, and she was hard already.

"Ms. Cuthbert," he said. "Have you seen my new bra yet? It's really sexy. Would you like to see it?"

"Sure," I said. "I'd love to."

"I don't know," he said, his fingers already undoing the buttons of his blouse. "You are like my boss and all."

"But you like showing off to your boss though don't you? The way you dress everyday, showing off your body. You think I don't know you are trying to seduce me? You think everyone in the office doesn't know?"

Ian sat down on the edge of my desk with his long legs crossed. His skirt rode up showing off the tops of his stockings and his ankle bracelet. He opened on side of his blouse, showing off his bra. It was so thin; she could easily see the outline of his pink nipple through the fabric. "Do you think it's pretty?" he asked.

"I really can't see very much of it."

He stripped off the blouse and swayed his body to the music. "Can you see now Ms. Cuthbert?"

"It looks nice so far, Ian," she said. "But I was wondering. Do you have panties to match?"

"How did you guess?"

You know, as much fun as it was to play the innocent secretary game, it wasn't what I wanted today. "Ian, how about cutting the innocent act and hopping up on the desk. I want you to be bad today. I want you to throw that shit in my face," I said. "Oh and don't forget to take off your heels. I still have scratches up there from the last time.

She finally got a little blush out of him. He liked playing the innocent or even the seducter, but never the stripper. Lucky for her, he wasn't being paid to like his job. Smiling, she watched as he took off his heels and then she helped him on to the desk. He was wearing stockings and she didn't want him to slip trying to climb on top of the desk. She turned the radio to something a little more agreeable, "Dirty Deeds, Done Dirt Cheap, by the white queens. How appropriate.

He danced, for me, wiggling his body on top of her desk. He turned away from her, and shrugged off his bra straps. When he turned around, he held the bra cupped to his breasts, pulling it away seductively his well-shaped breasts dangling like fresh fruit, eager for the picking.

"Come on, Ian" she urged. "Work it for me. You know how I like it." He ought to know.

He squatted down, and ground his hips, working his cock right in front of her face, just the way she liked. The small band of fabric that was his panties was becoming taught over his growing cock. God, he was one hot piece of ass and she regarded herself was the luckiest boss in the world.

"Fuck, it looks like your cock is trying to burst out of your panties," she said. "Come on, let me see it. All of it."

He stood back up, and hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his panties. Turning around, he lowered them to tease her with a little ass crack. Then, back to the front again, until she could just make out the faint trace of naked cock.

It was all too much for her she grabbed him and pushed him onto the table and started to take off her own clothes and then they started to make love. As they moved together she grabbed his hair and the platinum blonde wig came away from his head. There noises echoed through out the empty office they knew that they could be as loud as they wanted no one would be around the security guards would not search this floor as they knew she was working up there. They moved apart after they had reached climax from their sexual passion.

"You look hot as a platinum blonde," she whispered.

"Would you like me to change it?" he asked.

"No, but keep the wig."

"I intend to."

She pulled up her trousers and he went back to the men's room and got changed back into his main office attire and walked out of the office, she staid back for a while then she walked out and went back home.

Ian entered his empty house and realised just how alone he was now that she was away from him he had never expected to feel the way he felt at first but now he was in love with her and he wanted to be with her all the time but how? She had made it plain from the beginning that she was now going to leave her husband that would present her with bad publicity and that could harm her career and he needed her to be going up in the world rather than going down if he is to live the life he has always wanted, so he needed a way that would get him out of the way but leave her free to marry him without stain to her reputation. What he needed was a scandal involving her husband that would be levelled solely against him and not her, then it hit him what if he were caught as a member of the male liberation movement, the courts could grant her an annulment to the marriage even after seven years and she would be free to marry again with no stain on her character it would be as if the first marriage had never happen.

Yes that was it after all didn't the supreme court hand down a ruling only last year that if a husband deceives his wife in such a heinous way then the court could rule that she had been duped into marriage and that she would be free to marry again, and being a member of the male liberation movement was indeed a heinous crime one that would get a man sent to a re-education camp for several years. This made him smile he had his way, but now how to carry it out?

As he lay there in bed he dreamed about what life would be like as a husband, being taken out to parties and balls being able to hold hands in public and not care how saw them, being introduced as Mr. Katherine Cuthbert at events he wanted this so much that it physically hurt.

 

The young man opened the bedroom door and entered. Katherine was lying on the bed. He approached her. "Your awake" he said and put down a cup of hot steaming coffee on the bedside table. She leaned over and picked it up. "Thank you Ian," she said and took a drink. He left her alone. She slipped out of the bed and started to get dressed. They were the clothes that she had been wearing last night.

She walked down stairs. He was sitting at the table in the kitchen. "I've called you a taxi it'll be here in a few minutes," he said. He walked over to her and she took him in her arms and they kissed. There was a beep she looked out, "my taxi's here" she said. "I'll see at work."

"Sure" he said.

Katherine opened the door of her house and walked inside.

"How do you feel this morning," said Michael her husband.

"A bit rough" she said, "that'll teach you to drink all night I blame that Rachel," he said.

"It's not her fault", she said.

"She knows you can't take your beer".

"I'd better get ready" she said and went upstairs to the bedroom and changed her clothes.

She had a quick breakfast then left for the office.

Stepping out the elevator and walked along to her office suite. Inside there were two desks situated outside the door to her private office. Seated behind one desk was her secretary Douglas and behind the other was her companion from last night, Ian who worked as a clerical assistant.

Katherine just smiled and walked into her private office. She sat down behind her desk.

Ian entered carrying a cup of coffee. She looked at him he was dressed in an orange satin blouse, short black skirt, light coloured tights and black high-heeled court shoes. He put the cup down on her desk and smiled a knowing smile.

"Thank you," she said, he turned round and walked out. As he reached the door he looked back at her, then continued out of her office.

Katherine walked out of her office. Douglas was standing over by the filing cabinet. He was also attractive standing there in 4in stiletto heels, a short grey skirt and tight black sweater. But he didn't have the effect Ian had on her. She looked around but couldn't see Ian in the office.

"Douglas, where's Ian?" she said.

"I sent him off to the store room to get a couple of old annual reports. Why did you want to see him?" he said.

"No just wondering" she replied then went back into her office.

 

Later in the week Ian picked up the mail and walked into the office. Katherine was sitting behind her desk she was on the phone. Ian put the mail on her desk she pointed for him to sit down, he did as he did he crossed his legs the short black pleated skirt he was wearing rode up exposing his thighs covered as they were in black tights and knee high black boots with a good four inch heel.

She finished the phone-call and put the phone down and looked at him.

"Ian how would you like to accompany me to a sales conference in Spain next month?" Katherine said. I thought about it for a while then said "yes".

They arrived at the conference centre and checked into the hotel. Our rooms were adjoining. "Ian I'll meet you down at dinner tonight at 8pm. I've got a pre-conference meeting," she said.

Ian had a sleep then a shower then got dressed for dinner. He knew it would be formal so he chose a very formal black dress and black high-heeled shoes. When he had finished getting dressed he took a look at myself in the mirror. He looked good.

Walking into the dinning room I looked up our table and went and sat down. As I walked over I could feel eyes on me. Katherine arrived and sat down. "Thank god that's over," she said. The waiter came over and Katherine took the menus and ordered a bottle of wine. She handed him one of the menus, opening it up he looked at the dishes. After a couple of moments he made his choice. They ordered the meals and drank the wine. "I think you look great tonight," she said.

"Thanks," he said then leaned into her to whisper "if you think I look good now wait till you see me later," he smiled.

They sat there and she started to look at her watch she wanted to know what he had in store for her.

He retched over and put his hand on top of hers, "Don't worry all good things come to those you wait."

There were several speeches from people who were involved in the conference this lasted for thirty minutes which was the longest thirty minutes in her life. When that was over it the people set about starting conversations between guests as the more informal part of the conference started to get underway. Katherine was pinned to a wall (figuratively if not literally) by a rather large woman from Germany all the time she was thinking about what he would be wearing when she got up to the bedroom, over the woman's shoulder she say Ian walk out of the room in the doorway he stopped turned and looked right at her he was smiling a very wicked smile then he waved at her before he disappeared out of view. 'God he was heading to the room,' she though to herself as this woman who was going on about something that right now she could care less about, eventually she agreed with everything the woman said and finally managed to fob her off onto a group of women discussing the recent changes in tax law.

She headed through the crowd and out of the room and she started on the stairs she took them two at a time as she almost ran up them heading for her bedroom, her room and Ian's was adjoining with a connecting door between them.

Pulling out her key card she opened the door of her room and entered, what she saw did not disappoint her, laying seductively on the bed was Ian dressed in the sexiest Charmeuse and Lace Baby Doll and g-string in pink.

"Well what do you think lover?" he said as he rolled around on the bed.

"Goddess you look hot," she said then she started to take off her clothes and get onto the bed and they started to kiss then she slipped of the top and throw it onto the floor he slipped off his panties and threw them away, they joined the baby doll on the floor. They made love they were wrapped in each other's arms as the rolled around on the bed.

The sun poured through the window into the bedroom which found them laying in bed, he was snuggled up into her with her arms round his body, he woke up and felt her laying there he couldn't help himself he started to smile, so this must be what it's like to be a couple he though to himself, he felt her warm breath on his skin and he felt exhilarated he just lay there he didn't want to get up and disturbed this perfect moment. He felt her stir and she woke up opening her eyes and she smiled at him.

"That was our first night together so how was it for you?" she asked as she started to stroke his hair and looked down into his eyes.

"Fantastic and you," he replied.

"You need to ask," she said and they kissed again and she pulled him onto her and they made love again.

 

The conference was not very taxing, Ian slipped on his pale blue bikini and went out to the patio by the pool where he found a sun lounger and lay down, Katherine was off sitting in a seminar for the morning. He had his eyes closed and was dreaming of walking down the aisle on the arm of him mother while Katherine stood at the other end waiting for him where they would become wife and husband, when it suddenly got cold and he opened his eyes to find Katherine standing over him smiling.

"I'm glad that's over with now I can get on with something much more enjoyable."

"What's that?" he asked looked up at her.

She bends down so that her face was next to his ear and whispered, "Making love to you."

"Yes that will be more enjoyable," he then swings his legs off the lounger and slips them into a par of flip flops and gets up and they walk back to her room where they spend the rest of the afternoon.

Ian lay in the dishevelled bed propped up on a elbow his breasts covered just by the white bed sheet but the lower half of his right leg lay on top of the bed sheet slowly sliding up and down his right leg as he waited for Katherine to appear from the bathroom. He heard the door lock being unlocked and the door opened and she stood there, in all her magnificence she was beautiful the sense of power flowed from her and her physique made him soon the flat stomach powerful arms that made him feel so safe when she held him that for him made time stop, he had a smile a mile wide across his face as she stepped from the bathroom and headed for the bed.

"Get up sleepy it's time to go down to dinner," she said.

"Why don't we stop here and stay in bed."

"You know your sex mad, no I have to make an appearance but you can stay if you want."

"Hell no and leave you with all those single men you know what your like when you drink."

"Hay," she said and throws her shirt at me, he pulls the shirt from his face and looks at her.

He gets out of the bed standing up she looks at him and stops to admire his body.

"What!" he says, as she stands there naked.

"Your beautiful."

"I bet you say that to all the boys."

She smiles and comes over to pick up her shirt but he picked it up first and held it behind his back.

"Give it back."

"NO it's mine now."

They did this playful fight over the shirt before she let it go which made him fall onto the bed they both burst out laughing.

"What are you going to do with my shirt?"

"Same as you wear it."

 

They walked into the room she was dressed in suit and he her white shirt, three inch black belt fastened loosely around his waist a pair of black strappy sandals with five inch heels. Long dangly earrings and a necklace worn under the open neck of the shirt the top three buttons having been undone to show off his breasts and well as the necklace his make up was prefect bright red lips dark eyes and his hair had been swept up at the back.

All the other people started at them as they entered, she was amazed as his confidence and she though he looked incredible hot.

"God you look better in that shirt than I do," she whispered as they find their table and she pulls the seat out and he sits down.

All through during dinner she slid her hand onto the bare skin of this thigh and stroked his soft skin, she knew that it would drive him insane, he turned and looked at her and smiled as he picked up his wine glass and sipped the dark red liquid, the unspoken conversation between them was 'I can't wait till I get you back up to the room.'

They left early he complained of a sore head but by the time they had reached the elevator it had miraculously disappeared. They were alone in the elevator as it moved up they were kissing she pushed him against the door when he had an idea and retching out hit the emergency stop button, the elevator came to a crashing halt.

"What," she said.

"Lets make love in the elevator."

They exchange smiles and she shook her head, he undid the belt around his waist and let it fall to the floor. She then pushes him against the wall and spin him around she starts to kiss him on the back of the neck then her hand reached down and pulled down his panties in fact almost ripping them off in her need to get to him. She unzipped her trousers and pulled down her shorts letting her dildo pop free, she spat on her fingers and used them to lubricate his anus.

"Come on fuck me you know you want to."

She then entered him hard there was a gasp of air from him and a grunt from her as she became the wild animal that he always brought out in her when they made love but here in this elevator where they could be caught at any moment it was more intense than ever before, she could see there breath steam up against the steel of the elevator wall as they breathed as she thrust into him and they could feel there respective organisms build towards a climax. Right at this moment if the doors opened there was on way that they could stop they were both so intensely focused on the forthcoming climax.

Which came in a blinding moment as there hands were entwined and her body pressed him against the cool surface of the elevator wall.

She retched over and pressed the emergency stop button again to get their journey back on its way.

As they walked down the hallway to the room she stopped and grabbed him pulling him back towards her then she picked him up and carried him the rest of the way.

This made him feel safe and wanted in a way that nothing else did here she was carrying him over the threshold of the room, something associated with marriage in his mind they were now woman and husband. He was her rightful husband not Michael had they ever made love in an elevator he really doubted it Michael wasn't that adventurous.

"You bring out the animal in me," she said as she looked down at him as he lay there, he was now naked and waiting for her to join him in bed.

 

The conference ended and they headed home as they parted he felt sad with a sense of bereavement he sat in the café of the airport he was drinking a coffee when he saw her being met by her husband they hugged then turned and walked away he didn't even glance in his direction. He grabbed a taxi and went home.

He unpacked his clothes and then decided to go to bed early and lay there looking up at the ceiling his bed felt empty not having her beside him and he almost started to cry but he held it in and instead started to revise his plan for his way to get into her bed as her new husband.

The week went by in a flash as they were busy with work they had no time together. However she dropped over on Friday night and they were able to grab a couple of hours together.

 

Saturday dawned bright and clear, Ian slipped out of bed and padded through to the bathroom and turned on the hot water in the shower and stepped in, standing there he felt the heat of the water in the air as he saw himself surrounded by the steam. Stepping forward into the water he let it cover him.

Closing his eyes he went back to those few stolen moments with her, as he lay there in her strong embrace feeling her fingers caresses his soft skin, his fingers retraced every move that she made, they sent jolts of memory flashing through his mind, these were like his drug they gave him such a high then came when she left. His bed felt empty, once it felt comfortable now it was a cavernous empty space when she wasn't there.

Stepping out of the shower he dried then he padded through to the bedroom and started to get dressed. A pair of white panties a white cropped vest that showed off his taught stomach and his nice pert breasts a short black denim skirt then hem came to about ten inches from his knee, a pair of tan coloured knee length boots with 3in wooden heels went on his legs then he picked up his tan leather jacket and his tan coloured shoulder bag and walked out of the apartment.

He caught the bus into the city he got off and headed for the shopping area of the city. He stepped through the doors of the department store and headed for the men's wear department, which was situated on the second floor. He travelled up on the escalator completely oblivious to those around him he was on the outlook for a very special outfit for the companies summer ball was coming up and he wanted a sexy dress for the occasion something that would attract all the attention of the women, especially Katherine. What would she like? He though to himself as he checked out the dresses after several minutes he picked out a couple of dresses to try on, one was a red dress halter neck dress that was tight and came a couple of inches above the knee. The other was a gold and black rose print bandue dress that came to the knee, it wasn't as sexy as the red one but it was a nice dress.

He took the hangers and walked over to the changing rooms and found a free cubicle, he entered and hung then up and took off his clothes and put on the gold dress, he got it zipped up the dress was tight.

Stepping out of the cubicle he padded over to the mirror and started to look at the dress, moving one way then another, the dress hung to every curve of his body it made him feel good. Turning round he walked back into the cubicle and took off the dress and returned it to the hanger. He picked up the red dress and slipped it on, it also hugged every curve of his body it immediately made him feel sexy he ran his hands down the sides of the dress and stared to shimmy, he knew that this dress was going to send her wild. He stepped out of the cubicle and walked over to the mirror he looked hot the dress was perfect he turned to head back to the cubicle when he stopped dead in his tracks. Michael had just stepped out of a cubicle he was dressed in a long black dress that didn't disguise at all his rather plump frame he walked over to the mirror.

Ian could feel his heart start to race his eyes darted around he wanted to know if she was with him. Luckily she was nowhere to be seen, did he know would be make a scene right here in the store in front of all these people, his mouth went dry here he came. Don't look at him? His inner voice screamed don't make eye contact with him, just look at yourself then head back to the cubicle like any other person.

"Goddess I look so fat," Michael said out loud to no one in particular but Ian over heard it.

"I wish I could have a body like yours," he added as he turned and looked right at Ian.

"What?" Ian replied.

"I'm sorry I was just wishing I still had a body like yours if you don't mind me saying so your gorgeous. Standing next to you remind me that I'm a frump."

"I wouldn't call you a frump," Ian said turning to look at him, trying to make sure that nothing showed on his face.

"Thank you but I am a frump I'm old I look at you in that dress and it really hits me."

"Thank you for the compliment, I see your married."

"Yes for the last twelve years."

"Congratulations, any children?"

"No, and you?"

"Still trying to find the right one. It gets harder the older I get it seems."

"I know how lucky I was to find her. If you persist I know that there's a woman out there for you."

"My friends tell me this but I have to say I find it hard to believe that, all the best ones seemed to be married."

"Or gay."

"Yes I suppose that's true too."

"Well that's a very pretty dress, is it for a special occasion?"

"Yes it's for my company's summer ball."

"Same for me," Michael said, "How do you work for?" he added.

"Foster/McLean."

"Wow this is a small world, my wife works for a same company."

"Oh how is that?" Ian said hoping that he didn't give anything away.

"Katherine Hunter."

"I work in her office."

"Oh so you know my wife?"

"Not really I'm a very junior member of her staff."

"Oh well, we'll see if she knows you, I see her coming."

Ian whipped his head round and sure enough coming through the crowds of shoppers was Katherine she was dressed in casual clothes a black leather jacket over a blue shirt and black jeans with black shoes. She stopped in her tracks when she saw them standing there but he managed to shake his head hoping that she would understand it meant that it was okay and he had not said anything, though to be fair Katherine was no idiot and she knew that if her husband and lover were standing there chatting quite happily then he was none the wiser for she knew that he would not be pleased if he found out. So she plastered on her smile and joined them.

"Hello darling," she said giving her husband quick peak on the check.

Inside Ian almost died but he remained composed through out.

"So you've got yourself a dress and who is this pretty creature," she said eyeing up Ian.

"Don't you recognise him he works in your office?" Michael said.

She looks at him more closely pretending to not recognise him. "Sorry but I can't seem to place your face."

"That's okay ma'am I'm Ian Wallace I'm a clerical assistant in your department."

"That's right, now I can see it, it's just that I have never seen you looking so lovely in that dress."

Ian blushed, "Thank you ma'am your right I try to be as inconspicuous as possible at work."

"Is that dress for the summer ball?" she asked.

"Yes do you like it?"

"Yes I do, you'll be the bell of the ball, you'll make one of those unmarried girls a real prize, I bet come the night they'll be fighting over you. You're pretty enough to make an old married woman like me envois of them."

"Ma'am I would never call you old, a lot of the boys in the typing pool think you're a bit of a hunk, you keep yourself very fit."

"Don't take to much notice of my wife she's an incoercible flirt, well we must be getting on I believe we're having dinner with Charlotte and Robert Windsor at seven tonight. It was a pleasure meeting you Ian I can't wait to see you at the party."

"And you too Michael Ms. Hunter," he said then they parted Katherine carried his bags for him. Ian got changed quickly and hides as he watched them pay for the dress then they left. Did he suspect anything? It was the question that ran through his mind for the rest of the day as he paid for the dress then bought some underwear and a nice pair of matching stiletto heeled shoes. Standing there in the middle of the shoe area he looked around as saw a pair of gorgeous leopard print leather look knee length boots with a wicked looking five and half inch solid steel heel, he could not resist himself he had to have them even though they were completely impractical and he had nothing to wear with them they just called to him and he could not resist they also blow his budget but what the heack he said to himself he had just survived a meeting with his lover's husband he needed to treat himself.

Later on he was sitting in his bedroom wearing the boots and just a black sweater that reached his mid thighs when there was a beep from his mobile phone he retrieved it and checked there was a text message from Katherine, 'Got away with it he's none the wiser. See you Monday'. He put the phone down they had got away with it and he was filled with a strange excitement as he though about Monday would they get the chance to get some alone time while they were at the office.

However Monday was busier than ever as she was called up stairs to a meeting with her vice-president Charlotte Perry, he sat at his desk and wondered what was going on up there occasionally Douglas would glare at him and he would return to the work sitting on the computer screen.

"I'm getting a coffee you want one?" he asked Douglas as he stood up from his desk.

"No I'm fine," Douglas replied.

As he walked out of the office he would swear that he could feel Douglas staring at him. He was walking back from the break room when he nearly ran into Jonathan he worked for Charlotte as her personal secretary. He was older than most of the secretaries in the company he was plump and his outfits did little to hide his appearance long loose black skirts and baggy tops, his greying hair was short done in a bob, his grey eyes were hidden behind wire rimmed glasses.

"I was just coming to see you," he said as jovially as he could.

"Yes Jonathan what can I do for you?"

"Well as you know were holding a summer ball from clients and potential clients, I have been asked to arrange the waiting service and I was wondering if you would be interested in acting as a waiter for the night?"

"I don't think so I was going as guest."

"I'm sorry as we've had to limit the numbers only female employees will be allowed to attend, so what do you say I can guarantee that the outfits we picked out for the waiting staff are particularly sexy and such a beautiful boy like yourself should see this as an opportunity to attract the attention of a professional woman."

"If that's the case then alright I'll do it," Ian said scornfully.

"Don't be like that trust me you love it." He then turned and walked away.

Ian stood there and watched him go then turned and walked back into the office.

"Was Jonathan just in here?" Ian asked.

"No why?" Douglas said as he looked up from his work.

"I just bumped into him in the corridor and he wants me to be a waiter at the summer ball."

"Why does he want you to be a waiter I though that you were going as a guest?"

"He said that they've had to limit numbers and are only inviting clients and potential clients. Only female staff can go, so he wants us to act as the waiting staff for the event, he said that he guaranteed that out outfit would be ultra sexy. As if that's an incentive, spending your night dressed like some tart while a bunch of drunken women get to leer at you and almost certainly try to feel you up."

"I guess its management being tight again, why hire proper staff when the clerical boys can do it and they can force us into these sexy outfits while they couldn't on outside help."

"Sure Douglas but there something else you didn't see the way Jonathan was looking at me when he said it, it was almost like he was enjoying himself. Do you think that he could be gay?"

"It's a possibility after all what other type of forty year-old secretary still works, he's the oldest still here, I think the next oldest is Andrew Brown in personal and he's thirty-one."

"It's not like I've got something against gay people it just the idea of someone anyone male or female leering at me just sends a shiver down my back."

"Yea I know," Douglas said then stuck his head back into his work, not wanting Ian to know that his face was now bright red. He glanced over at Ian as he sat back at his desk, he could just make out his long legs today covered in black nylon that retched under the hem of his short black pencil skirt and those black knee high boots, and red v-neck sweater that had a quite a deep V that showed a little too much of Ian's magnificent breast. Douglas though about his own rather small breasts and wished he had been as lucky as Ian.

Katherine entered and they could tell that she was in a fool mood.

"She's a moron," she said as she throw the pad that contained her notes from the meeting on to Douglas's desk. "She's only got that job because she married the boss's son."

They both guessed that she was speaking about Charlotte, who had indeed married the son of the Chairwoman Lady Jessica McLean, many people believed that she received her position as a result of this marriage and it was common gossip among the senior women that she had been promoted way above her level, a classic example of the Petra principle, that someone will eventually be promoted to a level of incompetence. Though with her mother-in-law still in charge her incompetence as been covered up. The rumour that has been going on is that should old woman Paxton ever retire then she would be guaranteed the chairwoman's position which would actually be beneficial to the company as the chairwoman's position is removed from day to day operations. Katherine is one of the main candidates to get that post should it become vacant.

 

Getting up Ian walked into the office behind her "What's up?" he asked.

"Nothing, that you need to worry about sorry for that but that woman couldn't run a piss up in a brewery," she said as she sat down behind her desk and looked at him. "God you're a sight for sore eyes."

He turned and glanced at Douglas who looked at him he smiled at her. She could read what was on his mind as it was the same that was on hers, she wanted him right here and now but because of Douglas they couldn't do anything about it not yet, this was torture for her and she suspected for him too.

He turned and left her alone as he went back to his desk he had wanted to comfort her but knew that they could not act the way he desired the risks were too great but seeing her upset hurt him. Now he wanted to get Charlotte not only for her incompetence but also as she hurt the women he loved, she would pay. But how?

 

The day before the party Ian accompanied several rather scared clerical staff to one of the conference rooms to be shown there outfits for the party.

Jonathan was smiling as they entered the room.

"Glad that you could come down here, you'll be seeing your outfits for tomorrow night's ball I also want you to try them on so that we can make any last minute adjustments to the outfits. Ah here's David modelling the outfit."

David stepped out into the room and everybody gasped, he was dressed as a bunny boy, it had to be said that Jonathan had picked the right boy to model it David was stunning and he showed off the sexy costume to its best, with his long slender legs and magnificent bosom. He was dressed in a green suit with black tights, green stiletto heeled shoes with at least five inch heels and the collar and cuffs as well as those trademark ears and fluffy little tail, that made the costume one of the sexiest in the world and had driven women wild ever since it was first launched with the playgirl empire of Andrea Heffner.

The green of the costume set off his green eyes and dark hair which was tied back into a long ponytail that swished from side to side when he shimmed around the room.

"As you can see David here suits the green costume because of his red hair, there are several other versions. However I will decided who will wear that of most coveted of all bunny boy colours black, there are four black suits," Jonathan said then clapped his hands and another boy entered he was someone Ian did not recognise but he was dressed in a similar outfit except it was black he had long blonde hair tied into a tight bun. He stepped forward till he stood right next to David.

"This is Andrew he works with me in Ms. Perry and he will be one of those honoured with the black costume the others are Mark Penny, Ian Walker and James Hamilton, will you please step forward to me the rest please line up and you will be handed one that fits," Jonathan added.

They then stepped forward and collected there outfits, Ian was handed a black costume in his size, he joined the others and got changed so that he could find out if his outfit fitted. It did and he slipped his feet into the heels and stood up and walked forward where he joined the others as they walked about getting used to the restrictions of the outfits and the height of the heels. As he walked down the room he could feel eyes on his bottom and he could guess exactly who was looking at him, Jonathan he was sure of it. In addition to the four black there were four green, four blue, four red, two pink and two yellow.

"Ah good we've got the sizes right now please take them off and if you could put your names on them so that you can pick up the right one tomorrow night."

Ian got changed out of the bunny costume and carefully placed it back in the bag he wrote his name on it then put it with the others.

"Okay thank you for coming here now remember that you are to report here tomorrow straight after work, so that we can get you looking your best on the night," Jonathan said.

Ian then walked out of the room and went back up stairs to his the office.

"So how was it as bad as you expected?" Douglas asked as he entered the office.

"Worse it's the bunny boy costume with five inch stiletto heeled shoes."

"You mean a woman's wet dream."

"Yes the type of outfit that is only worn by men in those clubs."

"What was Jonathan thinking about when he picked those?" Douglas said.

"What do you think he as big a perv as the women, you should have seen him when I was trying on my costume I could feel someone leering at me and I would put money on it being Jonathan," Ian replied.

"Goddess, help you tomorrow night with all those drunken women, now I'm glad that he didn't ask me."

"Lucky you Douglas, I'll be parading in front of these women in nothing more than a swimsuit, wan bet that my arse will be red from all that pinching by the end of the night."

"No thanks Ian I know a sure thing when I see one."

Ian then went back to his desk and tried to pick up from where he had left off, but his mind was not on the job at hand instead it was on tomorrow night, what would Katherine's reaction to seeing him in that outfit, would it turn her on. For all his voiced opinions about the way the costume made him feel he was also deep down thrilled, because this costume would defiantly show off his body to its best and he knew that it would have an effect on all the women in the room.

 

On the night of the party as all around him guest mingled and talked, drinking from champagne glasses and taking snacks from passing trays. Ian was on drinks duty, carrying a tray with champagne flutes on it, wearing the chosen black bunny boy's outfit. His breasts strained inside the cups of the strapless one-piece suit as he walked flawlessly in the black patent leather five-inch stiletto-heeled shoes on his feet.

As guests took the flutes from his tray, he felt hands caressing his thighs and caresses over his smooth bottom. He had expected it and knew that it was going to happen he had braced himself and plastered on his best smile. He knew that he couldn't make a scene, not in front of that many bosses it would be the end of his career especially with Katherine watching. He had been on the door to great the guest's when they first arrived at the office building along with another bunny boy in a red suit.

Katherine and Michael both smiled as they walked past him she turned and gave him a wicked smile. He smiled back at her and he gave her a shimmy of his tail. He smiled at his recent memory and back to the reality, he scanned the room and saw Katherine standing with Michael, he was wearing the same dress that he had on in the shop when they had first met, he had his arm round her waist and he was laughing at a joke that one of the group they were with made, they were standing with two other women and a man. Ian didn't know any of them so he suspected that they were clients or prospective clients. He continued to move through the room. All around him, elegantly dressed couples mingled, talked, laughed and discussed business.

He returned to the back room where the caterers had set up the food, the stuff were working overtime to make enough snacks and plates of meat, fish and everything the guests would be eating from the tables set up. Ian savoured the smells reaching his noise but he didn't dare help himself to any of it. He could only hope that he would be feed later, probably from the leftover.

The other staff were to busy to talk to him so he picked up another tray of champagne flutes, he noticed Katherine making the rounds on her own, she was talking with work colleagues and other special guests. He made his way through to the circle around her and offered them the tray they smiled and looked him over. They mentally undressed him as he stood there. The costume did nothing to hide his body and everything to show off his curves, breasts, firm ass and upper thighs, while the hose and five-inch heels showed off his toned thighs and claves.

"Ah there you are, everyone, this is Ian my most treasured assistant. Aren't you?" she asked him as she held onto the stem of her champagne glass and wrapped her other arm around his waist. He smiled and nodded his head as she held me close to her, where she took in his light floral scent.

"Yes I am ma'am, I'm very happy here," Ian told her as her hand slowly slid down to his ass cheek and caressed them. Closing his eyes, he softly moaned and leaned against her. If any, of her circle of friends knew the truth about him, they hide it very well. He felt her hand slide between his thighs and her finger rub over his groin making his penis tingle and harden. Moaning slightly louder as she continued, he parted his things and bit his lips to stop the loud moans and grasps from leaving his lips.

Some looked on with envy, others in surprise. She revelled in her public show of control over him. She then moved her hand from his crotch and lightly spanked him.

"Now Ian stop showing off to our colleagues and take a tray of snacks to bring here, our colleagues are getting hungry," she told him. Ian meekly nodded his head and walked back to the back room. His penis still throbbed in arousal as he walked away.

Ian quickly returned with a tray of hor'derves and carried it to where Katherine was waiting. They all helped themselves to the contents of the tray. As she ate one, she took one and offered it to Ian. He parted his lips he took it and savoured it.

Ian knew how he must look to everyone, wearing a sensual black bunny boy costume, black hose and five inch stiletto heeled shoes and those ears and that fluffy little tail, his hair and make-up flawless. They all lusted after him, some hid it well others had to be reminded by their husbands to stop drooling by several elbows to their sides. Well he had to admit that Jonathan had been right about the reaction to the costumes, he thought to himself.

He walked back to the back room, just outside he felt a tap on the shoulder he turned round and say Katherine standing there.

"What the hell was all that about anybody could have seen us, like your husband."

"I couldn't help myself, that costume just drove me wild."

"Well you'd better get a grip on yourself."

"Sure," she said there was a flash of red and she turned to see one of the red suited bunny boys walked past. He turned and flashed a smile at her she smiled back at him.

Ian placed a hand on the side of her face and pulled her face, back round so it was looking right at him.

"Down girl, I though that you only had eyes for me."

"I do but its hard it's these costumes," she said as her fingers traced around the bust line of his suit.

"So what's so special about these?" he asked and placed his hands on his hips and gave them a shimmy.

"Oh come on, you know there every woman's fantasy. The first time I saw a picture of one when I was fourteen and I knew there was something special I felt things I'd never felt before."

"What it got you wet?"

"Yes."

"Well you'd better cool your ardour and get back out there and circulate."

"Sure is there any chance you could get to keep the costume?"

He playfully slapped her on the arm then she went back out to the crowd. He was smiling as he entered the back room and put the empty tray down. He suddenly felt a presence beside him he turned his head and found Jonathan standing there with a smile on his face.

"How's it going Ian?" he asked.

"Fine," he replied but was sure that Jonathan's eyes were firmly planted on his breasts. He could tell that Jonathan was a little worse for wear.

"So have you seen Ms. Perry yet?"

"Don't talk to me about that bitch. I could tell you stories about her."

"Like what?" Ian said and moved closer to Jonathan. Who started to giggle like an over exited schoolboy he waggled a finger at Ian, "No I can't tell you."

"Go on I promise I won't tell a sole."

"Okay," then he started to giggle again "She likes to wear men's cloths."

He tried not to look surprised.

"No way."

"Way, I once found her wearing a pair of men's silk panties," Jonathan said as he did Ian saw and felt his hand touch his thigh he kept it there and Ian let him, he needed to know more about Charlotte and he could tell him, so if letting him stroke his thigh helped get the info then so be it, it was a small price to pay to get that kind of information.

"These tights are so soft," Jonathan said as his fingers caressed Ian's thigh.

"They are very soft do you like," he replied softly moving his head closer to him.

"Yes, tell me more about Ms. Perry the tranny?"

"I can't I'd get fired."

"No you won't it'll be just be between us boys, a little office gossip it can't harm anyone."

"Well alright," Jonathan said and then he took a quick look around the room trying to see if anyone was watching them, but everyone was busy doing there job completely unaware of what was going on between them.

"I've also seen a couple of magazines that deal with transvestisms in her drawer one day when I was looking for a file."

"So what do you think she does?"

"I don't know but I suppose there are places' where these people can go and dress up but come on women in men's clothes it sends a shudder down your back just thinking about it. Imagine her in a dress she'll look ridiculous."

"I know most women would but don't you think it's festinating that some women, want to dress and look like us," Ian said smiling at Jonathan.

He smiled back at Ian, it didn't take a genius to figure out what was going through Jonathan's mind, his fingertips were stroking Ian's thigh moving ever closer to his bottom.

"Have I told you that you look divine in that outfit, you know I specially picked you out for the black suit," then he gave him a gently smack on the bottom.

"What did you do that for?" he asked trying to keep the anger out of this voice and failing miserably but Jonathan was too drunk to notice or even care.

"You know Ian I've watched you as she prance around the office in your short skirts and tight tops showing off that hot little body of yours, I want you I can't help it I want to fuck you."

Ian's mind was racing shit he had suspected this but know it had been conformed what was he to do? Then suddenly he grabbed his hand and moved it to his bottom then he leant forward and whispered into his ear, "Why don't we go somewhere more private," as he moved his head he gently brushed his lips against the side of Jonathan's cheek.

Jonathan's face lit up like the cat that got the cream, "Sure I know a place," he said and led the way as they walked through Ian picked up a bottle of champagne and followed him.

Jonathan walked up a flight of steps and down a corridor heading for a small room, he opened the door and stepped in, Ian followed the room was small cramped and dingy the only light was coming from a single overhead bare light bulb.

Jonathan closed the door behind them and almost before the door was closed he jumped on Ian pushing him up against the wall and pressing his lips against Ian's. Jonathan's lips were rough against Ian's soft skin Jonathan didn't look after his skin his lips were thin compared to Ian's full lips, which were coloured bright red sculpted into a perfect cupids bow.

Ian pushed him away, "Lets celebrate," he said holding up the bottle of champagne, Jonathan smiled. Ian brought the bottle to his lips and drank from the bottle then he handed the bottle to Jonathan who drank it, much downing much more than Ian had and as he had already drunk much more than Ian he steadily got more and more drunk, while Ian only sipped at the bottle.

"Oh come on let's get on with it," Jonathan said as he staggered about completely unable to stand up strait. Ian moved closer to him and he kissed him and as he did he pushed him down onto the floor, where he collapsed to the floor he was giggling and tried to push up his long black skirt and clumsily tried to pull his panties down but he was far to drunk to do anything, gracefully Ian kneeled down beside him making sure not to run his tights.

"Your to drunk to do anything tonight babe," he said looking down at Jonathan who was laying on the dirty floor. "I'll make you a deal if you help me with Charlotte then I will let you stick your thing into any and every orifice in my body, in fact I guarantee that I will fulfil any fantasy that you want no matter how disgusting. Do you understand?"

He nodded, "what will I have to do?"

"You'll have to go to Charlotte and tell her that you know about her cross dressing and that you would like to help her to understand her male side. Tell her you had a cousin who was a secret cross dresser and that she felt so ashamed that she killed herself, this made you feel so terrible that you swore to help any others so that, they would never feel so alone or disgusted with themselves that they would end there own lives. When she agrees you are to help me get footage of this, pictures and video so that we can make her do as we wish, it the only way we can be together."

"Yes my darling I understand but I'll hate it she disgusts me."

"I know babe, I know but just think of what we could get up together if we had her money. If your felling particularly down just think of me in this outfit or any other that you have fantasised about."

Jonathan started to smile, "I have many fantasies about you my darling," he said.

"Off course you have and they will all come true it you help me I promise believe me."

"I do, I do," Jonathan said as he drifted off to sleep with a smile plastered across his face.

Gently Ian got up, inside he wanted to be physically sick, but he was now revising his plan to one that made even better sense, this would keep him isolated from Charlotte, who would think that everything was Jonathan's doing, but he realised he would have to be smart to keep Jonathan off him, he would want him to perform any number of disgusting acts however he was sure that he could keep him off guard and postpone the inevitable though he suspected that he might have to give in once to make sure that he staid with the plot, but if it helped him get with Katherine then he would do anything pay any price no matter how disgusting it was.

He left the sleeping figure of Jonathan and walked back to the party, where he plastered on his best smile and carried out the duties of a waiter, getting his bottom pinched on more than several occasions and not just by the women, he was positive that at least one man patted him on the bottom.

The evening came to an end and he watched as the guests left, he stood at a window and watched as Katherine and Michael left, as they reached their car that Katherine stood turned and looked strait at him and nodded he waved back at her then she got into her car and they were off.

'I will be with you my love no matter what I have to do,' he though to himself before he turned and walked away heading to the back room to get changed and go home.

 

Monday dawned bright and clear the sky was dazzling blue as Ian stepped off the bus and walked to the office. He was dressed in a green satin low cut blouse a short black pleated skirt, black tights and black knee high boots with four inch heels, which made a clicking noise on the hard floor of the foyer of the building.

"Hi Ian so what did you think of the party?" asked Andrew Palmer who was filling in at reception.

"It was okay I managed to avoid getting my bottom pinched too much how about you?"

"No my butt was red raw from the pinching and I thought I was going to get fired when I accidentally spilt some champagne down the dress of the husband of Roberta Nobel she's on the board, I'm lucky she saw the funny side my arm had been nudged by her arm as she spoke to one of the clients there."

"Lucky for you she's know for blowing her top. She's been through four secretaries in three years."

"I know."

"Well Andy I'll see you later." Ian walked over and got into the elevator and pressed for his floor. The elevator moved up there were several people in the elevator but nobody made a sound, except that one or two of the women turned and looked at him strangely, perhaps they had seen him at the party on Friday night and were only know recognising him because he had seen him prancing around in that suit, that made him smile that here were people how had worked with him for years but could only recognise him because he spend four yours dressed as a large bunny. It only goes to show that all a man needed was to parade round in not very much to get noticed by women.

The elevator came to an end and the doors opened and he stepped out into the corridor and walked down towards the office when he spotted Jonathan coming his way, what should he do? He thought to himself but he was sure that he had seen him and was coming towards him.

"Ian, a word please," Jonathan said and he grabbed his arm and led him into an empty office.

"Jonathan what do you want?" he asked.

  

  

  

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