As promised, Mr. Cole soon led Patricia to Mr. Tyler's office. Mr.Tyler was a friendly fifty-something years old man. He was bald, a little overweight, and had a round face with small eyes. Patricia could see that he also was impressed by his new secretary’s beauty, but treated her in a strictly professional manner.
After explaining briefly what her assignments would be, he took Patricia to her station. She couldn't deny that this was a strange experience at first. She had never been a secretary, after all. However, that inner voice soon spoke to her again. What is this nonsense you're thinking about, silly? You've been a secretary for years, don't you remember?
And then, slowly, Patricia began to realize how familiar that position seemed to her. Sitting at her desk, she remembered her former jobs as secretary… Obviously, these "memories" were nothing more than creations from her most recent sessions with Mrs. Larsen. Patricia knew it wasn’t real, but she could feel it.
Her work wasn't as simple as she had expected, though. It wasn't just about answering the phone and serving coffee. She was also expected to help Mr. Tyler organize his schedule, write some emails and memos to clients and other departments of the company, catalog important documents, among other things. In other words, she was Mr. Tyler's right-hand. Even so, in less than three hours Patricia was completely acclimated to her new position. As Patrick, she had always been a great professional, and it apparently hadn’t changed as Patricia.
"Oh, Mrs. Cox, I can't believe how good you are!" Mr. Tyler said. "I know that working for the Account Director of an advertising agency can be tough. All my former secretaries have resigned because of the job demand. But you seem to already have mastered everything!"
"Thank you very much, Mr. Tyler" Patricia said, proud of herself. "I'm glad you're satisfied with my performance."
Another interesting thing that happened was that, over the hours, Patricia even forgot that this was the first time she was out in public as a woman. Everything was just pretty natural. All of her previous concerns seemed silly now. There was no way someone would suddenly point to her and say: Hey, this is a dude dressed like a chick! And this was because she looked, spoke, acted, and, more importantly, felt like a woman.
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Late in the morning, two women approached her station.
"Hi" said one of them, smiling. The woman was in her thirties. She was tall and thin, had red hair, and was wearing a green and black dress. "You're the new girl, aren't you?"
"That’s right. I'm Patricia."
"Nice to meet you, Patricia. I'm Lisa, and this is Monica."
"We're secretaries here too" Monica said, who seemed to be a little younger than Lisa. She had black curly hair and a chubby body, and was wearing a white blouse and a black skirt. "We came to ask you if you would like to have lunch with us."
"Umm... Sure!" Patricia said, not knowing how to decline the invitation. "Let me just confirm with Mr. Tyler that it's okay if I leave now."
Ten minutes later, Patricia was in a restaurant near the office with the other two secretaries. Along the way, they had talked nonstop about the company and people there. But now Patricia suspected that it would be time for them to ask about the new girl. Despite all her confidence, she was apprehensive about it. That was the first time she was talking to women who didn't know who she had been before in an informal setting.
However, when she was finally asked about her life, she thought she did a really good job. Patricia explained that she had just moved into that state after her divorce. Following the story created by Mrs. Larsen, she said she had been married for three years, but it hadn't worked very well, and now she wanted to start over. She had always worked as a secretary, and had moved to that town at the invitation of a friend, who said she could help Patricia to get a new job.
"I'm sorry about your divorce" Lisa said. "But as you said, I think it was better this way. Some men simply are not worth it. And since you didn't have kids, it was easier."
"Yeah" Monica agreed. "Also, there are some good catches in the company, as you will find out!" she giggled. "Including Michael Cole, you know, the HR Director. When he spoke about you, he seemed very excited. I guess he likes you!"
"Oh, he's handsome, isn't he?" Lisa said. "What do you think, Patricia?"
The truth was that Patricia couldn't believe she was having that kind of conversation. There she was, in the company of two other women, talking about men. It was somehow weird, but also nice to know that she was being accepted as one of the girls so well.
"Umm... I think it's too early to think about a new relationship. I want to focus on work right now" she stated, but the truth was that she was slowly getting aroused again. Now that she was thinking about it, she had to admit that Michael was a hot guy. She could already feel her nipples getting hard... Her libido was crazy those days…
"I see" Monica said. "But well, who is talking about relationship? Sometimes we women just need a good company, you know... And also a good f..."
"Monica!" Lisa scolded her. "Do not scare Patricia. She doesn't need to know so fast that you can be so slutty sometimes!" she said seriously, but soon the three women were laughing hard. Later, Patricia promised she would think about Monica’s advice.
She also discovered that the two women were married, and soon they were talking about relationships, even sharing some confidences with their new friend. By the end of lunch, Patricia realized that she was listening to those women talking about their husbands as if it was the most natural thing in the world. She wasn't feeling any discomfort, at all.
She was more than convinced that she was a woman now…
Melissa N.
2017-06-06 04:51:54 +0000 UTCClem Smith
2017-06-05 18:36:59 +0000 UTC