Changes

Monday came along and I went in to talk to Andy in human resources. That was beyond awkward, but we came to the decision that it was best for me to take some of the vacation I had saved up so I could get used to it. Only a couple of others had had the change happen to them, so the company wasn’t hurting as bad as others for people. It was almost harder walking out than it was walking in. I could feel everyone watching me, whispering.

I spent most of that week at the house. I went out once for groceries, and it was actually kind of enjoyable. Men would look at me, stare at my breasts or just watch as I walked by. It made me feel sexy, feel special. That was the day I decided I was going to go out and be around people instead of holing up in my house like a recluse.

I put on the emerald green dress I really liked and drove downtown. I got out and parked, then walked to a bar down the street. It was a total dive, but it was evening now and it was packed. I walked in with my hips swaying, heels clicking on the wooden floor. I was finally getting a hang of walking in heels and I was really enjoying the looks it was getting me.

I sat down at the bar and ordered a coke. I was already so horny I wasn’t sure how good my self control was going to be so I figured it was best not to add alcohol to the mix. I spent the night dancing, hanging out, sitting at the bar and flirting with guys all night. It was an incredibly thrill whenever I would catch one of them looking down my dress, or “accidentally” bumping into my as they passed by. A couple of times I even felt their hard cocks in their pants as they brushed me. It was then that I knew I wouldn’t be happy just flirting; I wanted someone to take me home.

Eventually, an older man sidled up next to me. He smiled and I smiled back, his charm and magnetism was intense and I felt my pussy immediately moisten. My face reddened at the sensation of my body reacting so strongly to his presence.