She raised her arms to let me get it off, that left her half-naked, with her magnificent boobs on display. I didn't take advantage of the boobs immedi...tely, but I roughly bundled her over the desk. "Ooo." Was her response to that.I lifted her miniskirt, she wasn't wearing panties, pretty standard business attire for her. I reached for a condom, there were baskets of them on her desk, and got some lube, again available on her desk, just like usual. With a lubed up condom on, I plunged into her. ‘Damn, now I have missed my bus,’ I said stamping my foot, squelching water over the bottom of his pants and shoes. We both looked down at the same time, bumping heads. My hand shot up, rubbing the front of my forehead. ‘I think you’re too dangerous to be around,’ I muttered.‘Mmm, I’ve heard that before. Come now, get in the car and let me take you home. Besides, you have just missed your bus,’ he said grinning.Huffing, ‘Uh, smart ass, aren’t you?’ I had no choice but to slide into the passage. As usual, it being a Monday, a number of my drivers had reported in that they weren't fit to work and, the fact that I was starting the week down a couple of drivers, was really helping to cheer me up.I had my head down studying my work diary and, with my phone pressed to my ear, was desperately trying to pacify a furious client about his delivery being delayed when I heard my door open and close. I didn't look up at once and when I finally managed to throw the receiver back into it's cradle I. Reality started to sink in. As far as the world was concerned I am aborn female with transgender tendencies. Monica has always been my bestfriend, since we were little girls. She has become my lesbian lover andis willing to help me become a man.How am I ever going to prove I am a born male and that we had aheterosexual relationship? I went to the bathroom and locked myself in.I undressed completely, except for the panties as I didn't want to lookat the bloody mess in my crotch. I stroked my.