Diversity Hire 2, A Diverse Life. Scene 1

Jackson chewed on the inside of his cheek, feeling annoyed. Linc was acting oddly after the meeting with Dunn, running off and when he called out for him to wait so they could talk he took it as forgetting a goodbye kiss. The how sudden the kiss came on and how it lingered just a little longer had made his cheeks flush and now thinking back on it. Jackson let out a sigh, he disliked… no, hated having to lock lips with another man. Heck Linc wasn’t even a good kisser really and yet it was the closest thing he was going to get to real action other than his mind playing out some crazy wet dreams. Dreams that needed to not be coming, not only was it disturbing, but if they kept up he would have to keep buying new panties, or wear ones stained with his cum. Jackson thought, unaware the semen that stained one pair of his panties was not his own. His thoughts were interrupted when the desk on his phone started to make its little chirping sound, one of the less annoying sounds he was able to choose as it rang.

Moving his brunette hair behind his right ear, Jackson secured the one sided headset before clicking the answer button on the softphone interface on his computer. “Mega Corp, Mr. Dunn’s office. I’m Jacqueline, how can I be of service today?” Jackson said with a **** smile on his face as he repeated the greeting his boss had him use to answer the phone. It was on a blue post-it note, one of many on the bottom of his computer monitor. He listened to what sounded like an elderly man speak, calling him darling. A word that caused Jackson to roll his eyes, while still keeping the smile on his face.

“A good secretary is always smiling, she represents someone important, she represents them and Mega Corp. People can hear it on the phone when you are smiling, so make sure you put your best foot forward.” It was one of the things Dunn had instructed him to do for his new job, the creep’s eyes looking down at his high heeled feet when he mentioned putting his best foot forward, but at least he didn’t say he was prettier when he smiled. He had been pretending to be a woman for a short time, much longer than he would have liked already, but still a short time and had already heard that too many times.

Glancing at another post-it note, Jackson knew how to handle this caller. He was one of the people on a short list to never be passed on to Dunn. “I am so sorry sir, Mr. Dunn is currently in an important meeting, but it would just be a pleasure to take down a message for you.” Another thing he had been given a small lecture on, be sweet, be overly sweet to people on the phone so that they will actually leave a message and not just say they will call back later. That way he could tell people that her boss had gotten the message and is reviewing it and if it was actually important enough to be acknowledged a meeting could be scheduled instead of everyone getting their way for impromptu phone calls. Dunn seemed much bigger on structure than Jackson ever would be and yet… It was now his job to help with that structure. “No problem sir, I will make sure he gets this message. Aww, thank you! You have a wonderful day too!” Hanging up the phone, Jackson closed his eyes for just a few heartbeats. There was nothing more emasculating than dressing the way he was and going out in public, but having to act like a happy, bubbly girl came a close second or maybe third, Jackson corrected thinking about how he now had a boyfriend, pretend or not the kisses were real enough.

“Three months, I just need to last ninety days and I can get my life back on track.” Jackson nodded to himself when he heard the click of his boss's door opening. Turning his head to see his six foot two boss, Jackson’s first instinct was to grimace seeing the man. He quickly swapped it for a bright smile, remembering the deal he had struck. The pervert wouldn’t try anything sexual… a stray thought interupted his train of thought, asking why do the executive think they own their admins!? How do they get away with this? Jackson turned his head to the side at the thought, with that and the bright smile before that it gave the impression to Alexander of a girl being coy.

“Anything I can do for you sir?”

“Yes, could you be a dear and get me the billings report for February of last year? Someone mentioned a discrepancy that should have been caught long ago.”

Getting up from his little desk, Jackson flashed the older man a smile. Thinking of his end of the deal, so long as he had a boyfriend all he would have to do is flirt. “Right away sir!” It almost physically hurt Jackson to giggle like a brain dead bimbo, but he definitely knew it hurt him on other levels. Stepping away from him, Jackson pretended to accidentally drop his pen. “Oops!” Jackson moved so his back was to his boss, put his high heeled feet together, bent at the waist to pick up the dropped item. Looking over his shoulder, while bending like that he gave Dunn a smirk. ‘Is this what you want? you piece of shit!’ He practically screamed in his mind. “I can just be so clumsy sometimes.”

Licking his bottom lip Alexander gave out an almost inaudible groan looking at his secretary's rear end as she bent over. Wondering how it was possible that this beautiful creature was really a male. If he took a photo of this moment in time and showed it to a hundred guys the only ones that wouldn’t want her were the guys that were gay and he deffitly wasn’t gay. I’m deffitlly not gay… Alexander mentaly repeated to himself.

After giving his boss a little show, one that made him feel dirty, Jackson moved off to the stacks. A file that old wouldn’t be on hand and that meant a trip to another floor that was nothing but filing cabinet after filing cabinet. The place had motion sensor lights, but most of the floor was lit up at any one time of the day. The files were older here, but that didn’t mean people didn’t come down to find something regularly. “This would have been a waste of space ten years ago, let alone now. Hasn’t anyone heard of cloud storage?” Jackson grumbled to himself as he made his way through the stacks, thinking the real problem was Dunn’s boss. Tripp Salizar, a man that looked old enough to be a few years away from being a skeleton. Jackson had only seen him in person once and that was months ago. There was a wall of photos showing the leadership on the first floor, but the photo of Tripp… such a stupid name, Jackson thought, was at least twenty years old at this point. Jackson wanted to go into sales, but at this point it wasn’t going to be here at Mega Corp, but seeing the stacks made him think bringing all of this to the age of computers would be one of his first tasks if he was in charge. “Aim lower, maybe aim for a job where I don’t have to be some bimbo secretary.”

Jackson stopped momentarily, hearing someone scoff from just the other side of the cabinet corridor he was currently walking down. He figured it was someone else in a role like him, doing a task right now just like him. The feminized man looked down to his stocking covered legs and black heels, rolling his eyes after, being almost positive whoever scoffed was dressed similarly and just hadn't accepted her role yet or was dim enough to not know it. The file was easily found and he was able to make his way back easily enough, happy he hadn’t run into someone that wanted to do small talk, or worse wanted to flirt with him.

Walking past his desk, Jackson’s eyes slide across the nameplate showing his feminized name as he went to stand in front of the now closed door of his bosses office. “Ninety days… one day at a time.” He told himself, knocking once before walking in. Blessedly the man was on the phone, his personal so Jackson didn’t need to lay it on thick. Just put the folder on the desk, smiled sweetly at him and mouth the word lunch. Getting a thumbs up he quickly got out of the office before he could get off his phone. The last thing he wanted right now was to end up sitting in the larger man’s lap again. Lunch wasn’t going to be exactly an escape, he needed to meet with Tabitha to dish on things, but at least Dunn wouldn’t be there. Just the man’s eyes lingering on his body made him feel uncomfortable. The man knew who he was and still this was how he acted… it was like he just had to fuck anything in a skirt. Jackson chuckled as he removed his purse from the bottom drawer of his desk, thinking about a cactus in a dress and Dunn yelling in pain, unable to stop himself.

“There she is!” Jackson heard Tabitha declare happily as he went to her desk. “Someone looks happy, did you have another encounter with Abraham?”

“No Tab, just a happy thought of Dunn trying to get it on with a cactus in a dress and getting what he deserves.”

“Guess being firm with him didn’t help huh? I’m sorry girl, but look at the bright side, at least he pays well. Take the money, hold on as long as you can and then find yourself a new job. Maybe try transferring over to the west coast. I doubt management will be better there, but working in the west coast regional office four blocks from the beach sounds pretty nice.”

“We have beaches here and no, nothing worked, well something worked. I will tell you about it at lunch, let's get out of here, I’m starving and I can’t stand to drink another diet shake. I need real food.” Jackson adjusted the shoulder strap of his purse, the movement giving him a reminder of how he currently looked, just one reminder in a constant stream of reminders. The movement caused his overly large chest to move, making him feel the bra and corset and even the sway of the earrings he now wore.

“Oh?! I can’t wait to hear about that, but Jackie. This is some small time office in Florida, well small time compared to the one I visited in Cali at least and I have to tell you the view on the beach near the office I found much more appealing than spending time at Daytona. Very hit or miss with more miss if you get what I mean.”

Jackson sighed looking at the tiny woman in the light blue dress and pink jacket. “I do. Lunch. Us. Now?”

Soon enough Jackson was sitting at a high top table with Tabitha at Bartaco, a building with a white washed interior with images on the wall of far off locations and wicker baskets hanging upside down from the ceiling, being used as lamp shades for Edison bulbs. The place served little tiny soft shell tacos to order that he knew from experience were delicious but pricier than he could afford on the regular. Right away he filled out the little card for the waiter, getting two glazed pork belly tacos with spicy chili sauce, one roasted duck taco and a sesame ribeye taco. While Tabitha got a single spicy cod taco and a chile lime shrimp taco. “Someone’s hungry for some meat.” Tabitha smirked.

“They are tiny and YES I am.” It took him a few seconds to realize why the blonde girl was giggling at his response, he had meant he was just hungry and wanted the delicious meat, she meant something else.

“Food is on the way, now do you want to start with Aberham, Dunn or Lincoln? Oh my!” Jackson smiled automatically hearing her burst into a small fit of giggling. He wished he could date this girl or one like her, a laugh like that would always be able to brighten his day. “You have two men that like you and their names are Abraham and Lincoln!”

“Abe was just being nice, it is more like Dunn and Lincoln and I’m only dating one of them.”

“No girl… I assure you he does and ya know, Abraham Lincoln! Like the president!” She began to laugh once more. “I cannot tell a lie! Oh it is sooo good.”

“Tab it doesn’t matter if he likes me or not, I told you I’m with Linc.”

Tabitha stirred her drink with her straw, looking at her clueless friend. She had her handsy boss, but that was a problem a lot of girls at the office had, but then she had a stud like Abraham a man with looks and a great career and then she had Lincoln, someone she had to look up in the company directory. She also made a few passes by where he sat, and sure he was good looking wearing a vest and tie, but he was also an intern, not exactly upwardly mobile. Course… Tabitha added, she didn’t know what the man was working with and that could play a big part of it she supposed. “Lincoln, Lincoln, what is he thinkin… I’m betting it's about you!” Tabitha smiled brightly.

“Mmm” Jackson made a sound of contentment giving Tabitha the impression she liked the idea of her boyfriend thinking about her, when it was really just him enjoying the girl smiling at him. He took note that her smile wasn’t perfect, her teeth were well cared for, but one of her canines was chipped. The imperfection somehow making the five foot nothing woman more attractive to him. “Lincoln it is, so start telling me about what really happened between the two of you at the office.”

“When?” Jackson asked, already knowing the answer was when he had taken his friend to the supply closet, but really hoped it was something else.

“When!? Oh wow, just wow! How often are you sneaking off with him!?” Tabitha shook her head slightly, causing the hair that framed her face to sway. “Wow… well I’m talking about the other day, I and I mean not just me know the two of went to get some office supplies together, stayed in there for a while and didn’t come out with any paper or like anything.”

Jackson’s face was burning, he was sure it went past a shade of pink to red as she took what he meant the completely wrong way. “Tab, we haven’t…”

“Oh no! I know that isn’t true! You promised me details and I’m going to get them, but if like I have to bribe you. Something I shouldn’t have to do with my friends I might add. I will cover lunch today and…” Tabitha pressed her lips together looking carefully at the brunette sitting across from her. The look made Jackson feel uncomfortable, it wasn’t like when Dunn checked him out, but she was definitely inspecting him. He felt like his throat was closing up at the idea she had noticed something that gave away that he was male. It felt like things moved in slow motion as she reached out taking some of his hair in her hand, he wasn’t sure what she was doing or why she shook her head, but was just waiting for her to accuse him, accuse him of the truth. Outing him here in a public restaurant before she went back to the office to tell everyone what she had found out.

“Girl, you need to take better care of your hair. You have so many split ends, I can’t believe I didn’t notice before. So I’m going to call Emmy, Emmy is my stylist to see when she can fit you in. She is amazing and I’m going to tell you that while I’m setting this up to bribe you, after you are going to be thanking me and owe me a favor. She is that good.”

“Oh… umm yeah. Thank you.” Jackson said in a weak voice, running his long nailed fingers through the hair Tabitha had touched. His heart was beating fast enough that a doctor might have thought he had just run a race. She hadn’t really noticed anything, she was just being helpful or thought she was being helpful. “Guess I could use a change, I always kept it long but I’m really thinking about going much shorter sometime soon.” Jackson liked his hair, but now he was thinking about just shaving it all off when this ordeal was over.

“I don’t know about much shorter, but I promise you Jackie, you tell Emmy you want it shorter and she will leave you with a haircut that will leave your man with his jaw on the floor.” Taking a little bit to calm down Jackson sucked down half the contents of his glass of water while his coworker texted away on her phone. “You are so in luck.” Tabitha said without looking up from her phone. “Emmy has an opening tonight after someone canceled, something about a tragedy, but a tragedy for them is a lucky break for you!”

“Tonight?” Tabitha put her phone back into her purse.

“I will send you the address, you just walk in, I have already told her what you want, so it is all taken care of. I mean not the bill, that will still be on you. Now, enough stalling, tell me everything.”