I was down to my bra and panties, crying on the couch when I heard the door open and Jack entered.

“Baby, are you okay?” asked Jack sat next to me on the couch. “I came as soon as I got your call. What’s going on? You were rather vague on the phone.”

Sniffling I handed Jack my phone with the pictures being shown. “Everyone thinks that’s me and that I put these images on the corporate web site. I’ve been suspended and they’ll probably fire me.”

Jack took the phone and after a moment let out a low whistle. “Wow. You’ve been holding out on me. And you like older men?”

I scowled at Jack. “This isn’t a joke. That’s not me and you know it.”

Jack shrugged. “I don’t know. I’ve never seen you naked.”

Pissed that Jack finds this disaster humorous, I angrily pulled off my panties and tossed them to the floor. I pointed at my penis. “Still think that’s me?”

Jack leaned in close and stroked my hair. “I’m sorry, baby. You know how I always joke about stuff. What’s going to happen? I mean, it’s not like you can drop your panties in front of management.”

I frowned. “Why the hell not? Jack, I don’t know what I’m going to do. I have no idea where those pictures came from.” I put my arm around Jack’s neck and buried my face into his shoulder and started crying again. “This is awful. I don’t know what I’m going to do. The job market here has completely dried up.”

Jack put his arms around me and held me close. “That’s not entirely true. As much as I’d disappointed, you can go back to being a guy and find something at least temporary. And I bet they won’t fire you. I mean, come on. It’s obvious those pictures were photoshopped. You notice none of the blowjob pictures actually show your face.”

Getting drool on Jack’s shirt from crying, I said between sobs, “I’m scared. I’m alone in this town. And unless I expose myself, nobody is going to believe I’m not a woman.”

Jack kissed the top of my hair and shook his head. “You’re not alone. I’m not going to leave you. And yes, you are very much a woman.” He pulled me closer to him.

I slid my fingers down his chest and said in a whispered voice. “I’m so glad you’re here.”

Jack brushed the hair from my face and with a finger lifted my chin up. He then bent down and kissed me. A soft, gentle kiss. I pulled back slightly and he smiled at me. He then leaned in and kissed me again. We kissed for a very long time.

I slowly woke up. I felt disoriented at first as the room was different. I was naked in Jack’s bed. My ass was on fire from him fucking me twice the night before. Despite the pain, I smiled at the memory. I had sex with a man. It wasn’t anything planned. It just felt right at the moment. And I wasn’t stressed out so much anymore.

I slowly sat up. I was alone in the bed. There was the distinct smell of bacon. I found Jack’s robe tossed over the back of a chair. I slipped into it though it was too big for me. I opened the bedroom door and heard sounds coming from the kitchen. I saw Jack in the kitchen, wearing just a t-shirt and underwear, cooking what I guessed was breakfast.

Jack turned as I entered. “Oh, good morning sweetheart. Just thought I’d whip up a little breakfast. Bacon and scrambled eggs. Hope that’s okay.”

I smiled as I stepped up to him. “Smells wonderful! You didn’t have to make breakfast.”

He leaned over and kissed me. “But I wanted to. How are you this morning?”

I frowned as I said, “My butt hurts.”

Jack chuckled as he finished cooking the eggs.

Jack set our plates down on the table and sat down. He pointed at the chair next to him. “Let’s eat.” He studied me a moment as I scooped up some scrambled eggs. “I’m sorry about last night.”

I swallowed a bite of bacon. I kept looking at the plate. “About what?”

Jack put his fork down and just looked at me. “About fucking you.”

I looked over at him. “You’re sorry you fucked me?”

He shook his head. “No. To be honest, I’ve wanted that sweet little ass of yours for some time now. But I’m afraid I took advantage of you last night. You seemed like you could use a good fucking.”

I grunted a laugh. “The way I felt last night, I probably did. I have to say my emotions are all over the place. I’ve never had sex with a man before.”

Jack’s eyes bore into my soul. He asked, “Did you enjoy it?”

Before I could answer my cell phone rang. I looked at it and it was Ms. Lane. I picked up the phone and answered it.

“Hey, Ms. Lane.” I said without much enthusiasm.

“Garner. You need to get dressed and get up here. They have an announcement about your issue.” Ms Lane spoke quickly.

I frowned at the phone. “My issue?”

Ms. Lane said, “Yes. And wear a dress. See you soon.” She then disconnected.

Jack looked at me curiously. “Something wrong?”

I shrugged. “They want me up at work. I hope I’m cleared.”

“You still want to work there?” asked Jack as he started to stand.

I laughed. “I have to pay for my half of the apartment. Plus I was actually starting to enjoy the job. Mr. Jones would be totally lost without me.”

Jack frowned. “He just needs an assistant. Not necessarily you. You could find a better job.”

“As a woman?” I shook my head. “The job market here is tough enough and I’d have to dress as a guy again, which to be honest, I don’t want to do anymore.”

Jack smiled at me. “Or you could just stay here and let me take care of you.”

I leaned over and kissed him. “Don’t tempt me.”

I quickly showered and got dressed. As I was applying my mascara, I paused a moment and looked at my reflection. Do I really want to keep doing this? Getting ready in the morning used to be so quick and easy. Granted, it doesn’t take me as long as it did at first. I looked down at the counter top. Just look at all this stuff I have to buy! And let’s not get started on clothes! I sighed. But this is who I am. Should I consider going further? I shook my head. I might not even have a job after this morning.

I stepped out of my bedroom. Jack was already dressed and sitting on the couch waiting for me. He was going to drive me and give me moral support. Jack is so sweet.

“Okay. I’m ready,” I announced to Jack. “How do I look?”

Smiling as he stood up, Jack said, “Beautiful as ever.” He leaned over and kissed my neck.

My relationship with Jack seems to have changed overnight. I guess having sex with someone will have that effect. Are we officially a couple now? He took my hand and led me out of the apartment and to his car.

We entered the main lobby to see several rows of chairs. Many we already seated. There were managers, assistants and just other associates chatting and taking seats.

Ms. Lane walked up to me and tried to smile. “Good to see you Garner. Come sit with me. Bring your boyfriend.” As we sat down, Ms. Lane took a deep breath. “It’s been a harrowing past few days. I heard they cut at least a dozen employees.”

As I smoothed my skirt under me, I asked, “If I’m here, does it mean I didn’t get canned?”

Ms. Lane shrugged. “They walked a manager out the door this morning.”

After taking his seat next to me, Jack took my hand.

After having us all wait for about fifteen minutes, the head of security walked up to the front of the room. He didn’t even try to crack a smile. “Greetings ladies and gentlemen. The corporation has an important announcement and it was felt that having this formal meeting was betting than just a cold email.

“We want to announce that we have concluded our investigation and made our recommendations to management and they have accepted our assessment. We have identified all actors involved and they have been disciplined, up to and including termination.

“Management considers this issue closed. We apologize to anyone who felt they were unjustly singled out. That was not our intent. Any further questions about this incident, please direct them to HR. Thank you.”

Everyone just sat there for a moment in silence, and then conversations started bubbling up. I looked around at those in attendance. I slowly grew aware that some people were missing. Most notably was Nancy, that bitch who had wanted to be Mr. Jones’ assistant. Was she the mastermind behind this? Due to privacy concerns, they weren’t going to announce who they canned. I noticed one of the marketing guys was missing as well. He probably made the web site changes. My God, was being the boss’ assistant really that important?

I later learned that Nancy and her boyfriend in marketing had doctored all the photos and put them on the company web site. They thought they’d covered their tracks but Nancy had stupidly left the original naked pictures on her PC.

As I stood up, Mrs. Jones approached me. Looking as if she was ill, she said, “I’m terribly sorry I hit you, Ms. Carter. I over-reacted without any facts and I’m deeply, deeply sorry. I hope you can please forgive me.”

I smiled weakly and said, “Don’t worry about, Mrs. Jones. You were understandably upset.” Jack’s not a lawyer and he didn’t stay at a Holiday Inn Express, but he told me Mr. Jones’ lawyers would bury me if I tried to sue for damages. So I just let it go.

Ms. Lane turned to me and said, “Thank God that ordeal is over with! I’m sorry I thought for one moment you were involved, Garner.”

I smiled. “Thank you, Ms. Lane.”

Jack had wandered off to look at the computer on one of the desks and had just started walking back to me when Katrina pointed and asked, “Is that your boyfriend?”

I shook my head. “Nah. He’s just someone I kinda know.”

At that moment, Jack turned me towards him by my shoulders and grinned. “I knew you’d come out of this!” He then pulled me close and kissed me hard. I put my arms around his neck as my knees weakened. I even moaned softly.

Katrina said, “Hey, I kinda know him too.”

Coming up for air, I said, “Jack! Not here with managers running around.”

Mr. Jones came waddling up to me and grinned. “Ms. Carter. Go ahead and take the day off. I’m going to!” He turned and walked off with his wife.

Sarah grinned at me and Jack. She said, “We’ll see you tomorrow. Don’t do anything I would do.” She laughed.

Jack took my hand. “Let’s go get an early lunch.” He nodded at Sarah and Katrina. “Ladies.” Holding my hand, he led me back out to his car. We had a great lunch and then spent the afternoon having sex.

Two years later, Jack carried me across the threshold of our honeymoon suite in Hawaii. The wedding was beautiful, the flight tiresome and sex is so much better now with the proper plumbing.

One thing nibbles on my mind though. Would I have won that costume contest if I could have made it to the contest?