Scene 36

Waking up the next morning Jackson opened his eyes just enough for him to see the alarm clock that was playing the happy song that he had set that started with what he thought was windchimes. His half-awake mind noticed how warm and comfortable he was and really wished the thing would shut up without him having to move.

“It’s a beautiful morning, ah.

I think I’ll go outside for a while and just smile.

Just take in some clean fresh air, boy…”

Pulling himself out from under the comforter, the chilly air in the room having a chance to **** him as he turned the music off and got back under the protection of the blanket and sheet. More awake now than he had been a second ago he noted a few things. Like how he wasn’t alone in the bed, how his back was pressed into Linc’s and the firm object resting between his ass cheeks. He wasn’t sure the position of his friend’s dick before he had moved, but where it was now was clear. Shifting away, closer to the edge of the bed Jackson rolled over to face his friend, pulling the covers with him.

Many of his nights out had left him with hazy memories, but what had happened last night was clear. If it wasn’t for the object he could feel around his left ring finger and the soreness in his ass he would have thought it was a dream. He had slept with his friend because he wanted something physical to keep playing his part in everything and he had went along with it like he had with Dunn. Shame filled Jackson as he watched Lincoln open his eyes and stretch, part of his body exposed when he had pulled the covers as he rolled away.

“I only did what I had to do.’ Jack thought, remembering clearly that he had told Linc to fuck him and the absolute blissful feeling he got while they were… ‘No, I was just doing what I had to do. Lincoln said he liked it when I did that thing in the supply room, taking charge had turned him on and… and I was just taking charge to get him more turned on so that it would be over sooner.’ He thought creating mental distance, taking cover behind the thin excuse and not wanting to acknowledge how things felt.

“Mmm!” Lincoln stretched, a large smile on his face as he looked at his beautiful fiancé who had bedhead and looked a mess after sleeping in her makeup. “Good morning beautiful. I know we have to go into the office today, but I think we can afford to sleep in a little more, cuddle some and then make up time by showering together.”

“Ahh… no.” Jackson sat up, ready to get out of bed, his breasts hanging free as his eyes looked at the tent in the bed sheets that still covered the man. Jackson did not want to be near the man’s dick more than he already had, though he also didn’t consider the fact that he hadn’t had his own morning wood for some time.

Seeing where she was looking, the happy smile on Lincoln’s face turned into something more of a smirk. “Well if you don’t want to cuddle, there are other activities we could get up to.”

He loved having a girl at his side that was so sexually charged. They had just woken up after a night of fantastic sex and one of the first things she was thinking about was his morning wood. Briefly his mind slipped back to the night before where he was looming over her and she was demanding he fuck her.

‘Again!? Come on Linc!’ The medication had run out of his system, so those happy little chemical’s weren’t dancing across his brain that made bad things seem like they weren’t not so bad to downright good. “I umm, I have to start getting ready. You know trying to pass myself off as a girl takes time.” Pulling his eyes away from the tent in the sheets he made a motion to his phone that acted as his alarm. “That is why my alarm went off.” He said trying to give him a smile and hope the excuse would be enough.

“Yeah…” Lincoln sighed, understanding. He saw the lust in Jacqueline’s more raccoon looking eyes with her smudged makeup, she could hardly take her eyes off the impression he was leaving in the sheets and knew she would jump at the chance to well, jump on him if she could. So he sat up like she was and leaned in close to give her a kiss on her soft plump lips, not afraid of morning breath. Still he wasn’t able to fully help himself, wrapping one arm around her so that their bodies could share a little more warmth and he could hold one of her breasts in his hand, rolling his thumb over her nipple. “Don’t worry, you will get what you want later, I promise.”

The kiss was fine, Jackson had kissed Dunn almost a hundred times since this all started, it didn’t make it right but it made it easy and Linc and him had been giving one another light kisses when they were leaving or entering a room with the other since this entire thing had really started or close to it. The fact that Lincoln had promised to stay friends, best friends despite everything, despite making him be with him sexually gave Jackson pause. ‘How can we be anything after this?’ He thought, but then they were touching. Their lips together, Lincoln’s hand on his chest and Jackson could feel something inside of himself, a warmth that was like a gentle fire and at the same time butterflies fluttering about as a spike of pleasure ran through his body because of his new feminine asset being touched. “God that shouldn’t feel so good.” Jackson said as they pulled back from one another. The words Linc had said giving Jackson some pause. Wondering if the man meant more sexual time together or him getting the new job so that Jackson could get what he wanted. Pressing his lips together in a line he moved his hand to cover his chest and press in his hard nipples, not wanting to think about the fact that the idea of them doing more together had them erect and between his legs he had a semi-stiffy.

“You are allowed to feel good, you deserve to be happy.” Lincoln patted his girlfriend, his lover, on her thigh. Thinking about how odd it was for him to be reassuring them. Months ago before she came out he didn’t think his friend ever needed reassurances with how they acted, but now that things were out in the open he saw just how much was hidden. Childhood trauma was something most people had and as an adult you couldn’t use it as an excuse for your actions, but they could be used to at least explain why you acted a certain way, even if it didn’t excuse them. His friend almost constantly did things to get attention and get others to smile or laugh and now he knew it came from a place of pain. They were afraid of be left, being abandoned. “Tell you what.” Lincoln said touching the pretty girl’s cheek, having an idea of how to keep their mind occupied. “Engagement, that happened.” With his other hand he touched the ring he put on her finger. “After that there is another step, but after even THAT we get to go on a honeymoon. How about I leave that up to you?”

Sitting there holding his weighty chest Jackson cocked his head to the side and narrowed his eyes. “The man that had high aspiring dreams of growing from an intern to joining the accounting team, a man that enjoys making plans. That man, you.” Jackson nodded his head in Linc’s direction. “Are going to let me make a plan?”

Shrugging his shoulder, Lincoln tried to give her a disarming smile and felt a bit awkward doing so.

“Alright.” Jackson slipped out of the bed, wishing he hadn’t slept in the corset. “I will let you buy me a vacation with your new fancy bank account and when the dust settles I will enjoy my free vacation all alone.”

Lincoln was not sure exactly how the time line would work, the sudden engagement was to buy time so he could get the Division President position. A position he didn’t earn, he had worked hard enough on the bottom rung to earn a job. Just not that one, but Alexander Dunn had seen it differently. It wasn’t about what he had done, not really. In the older man’s words it had been about securing the position to keep sharks and snakes away… him not sticking to one analogy. Dunn wanted someone under him that he could boss around not worry about being stabbed in the back, he wanted a yes man, a sycophant as he put it. That wasn’t ideal, but just training for the management role his pay had jumped from twenty three thousand a year to eighty thousand. A jump from making just under two thousand a month to over six thousand and that was just the training pay, once he took the position it would jump up again.

Lincoln was positive he would be able to afford a nice honeymoon, the first real vacation he would be going on. That still wasn’t right now though, that was plans for the future, he wasn’t even sure when they would get married. “All on your own huh? Not even your best friend can come along?” he played into the joke.

Moving to the bathroom Jackson looked over his shoulder and back to his friend who was still in the bed. ‘Here I am thinking things could never be the same, wanting to be mad at him and he goes and says nice shit like that and then offers a vacation package once we can drop the wedding BS. Damn him…’ Jackson thought, not considering the alluring figure he made standing in the bathroom door, looking over their shoulder and backlit by the light from the room. “You know Linc, you make it really hard to hate you.”

With a boyish smile on his face Lincoln laughed. “Yeah I love you too.”

Ignoring him the stupid happy feeling he got when his friend confessed his feelings like they were real, Jackson closed the bathroom door and got a good look of the mess he made by not removing his makeup before bed. It was less of a choice and more of passing out from exhaustion from the bedroom activities. The support from the corset had helped his core muscles with his legs up in the air… The disheveled feminine looking man shook his messy blonde hair trying to shake the thought free or the thoughts that he knew were coming, not wanting to think about why his rear had a mild pain or how he had came from being fucked and the feeling… ‘Dammit brain!’ He thought opening the medicine cabinet to get out his prescription.

Putting himself to task he went about cleaning his face and pulling out the blow dryer that was underneath the sink. This morning he was going to have to wash his hair, a few pieces of his golden locks had something that drying in it from the night before after his orgasm. ‘It is in my fucking hair…’ He thought, knowing he had already cleaned some of his dried seed off his face along with the makeup. ‘Shower, I really need a shower!’

The hot shower had been exactly what Jackson needed, stepping out he used one of the fluffy towels to pat his skin dry before starting his now daily routine to moisturize his own body, something that had been a major hassle that made him take more time in the bathroom but it was one that felt wonderful on his skin. It took a bit, but now he always felt both healthier and cleaner. The feminine scents that clung to his body from his body wash and lotion were hardly noticed as he continued his morning tasks, picking up the blow dryer to get the moisture of out his long bob styled hair. The repetition of the actions each day, or mostly each day made things easier and with his medication kicking in that ease helped things to be much more pleasant. The idea of getting ready for the day, looking and feeling fresh was easier to appreciate.

Without much thought he stepped out of the bathroom, completely in the nude though he kept a hand under his breasts to keep the things from bouncing around. Jackson quickly came to a halt and used his other hand to cover his maleness when he saw his friend standing in front of the mirror that was attached to the dresser. Instead of Lincoln being nude, like the last time Jackson saw him, the man was mostly dressed for work. “Ahh, Hi.” Jackson said nervously, it wasn’t like he hadn’t been a men’s room after a shower and it wasn’t like the two of them hadn’t seen each other naked before, but still being naked with a massive set of tits made things feel different. Though Jackson said a short thank you prayer to anyone that was listening, thinking things would be worse if he had come out of the bathroom and they both were naked.

“Hi yourself.” Lincoln turned looking at the girl he was going to marry. It was still odd to see such a feminine figure have a male appendage, it didn’t bother him, it just wasn’t normal for his mind to put the features together. The way Jacqueline looked embarrassed walking into their bedroom naked only made her look cuter. It wasn’t as if she didn’t know he would be here, sure he had used the other bathroom to take a quick shower, but he didn’t take nearly as long as her though he took longer than she used to. To Lincoln that meant that she had intended for him to see her like this. “I know you are getting ready for work.” His eyes went down to her painted toes, sliding up her body till he met her soft brown eyes, her coyly looking away soon as he did. “But if you want I can get undressed and the two of us could spend the day like that together in bed. I can call in, say I caught something from my trip and gave it to you.”

Jackson had just taken time off of work and had been paid for it, his boss donating his own vacation time for him to recover from the surgery, surgery that shouldn’t have happened and would love to just keep getting paid to stay home, but getting back in bed with Lincoln would only mean one thing. “You can’t do that, straight laced Hatch can’t play hooky and I have work to do. AND.” Jackson stressed the word. “We need to show everyone our news.” He said holding up his hand that had the engagement ring on it before remembering why he had been holding his chest, giving the man across the room from him an eye full.

“Alright, I guess I can show everyone how lucky I am instead of getting lucky.” He said trying to joke. “Though…” Lincoln tapped his chin. “I wouldn’t mind a repeat of our time in the supply closet.” The way his sexy girl had been looking at his crotch this morning told him she was wanting a little something from him, he thought hoping he hadn’t misread her.

“In the supply room?” Jackson’s voice squeaked before pressing his lips together, thinking about that day and then last night. The man’s cock sliding into her mouth, her sucking on the meaty object to please Lincoln, to secure her place as his girlfriend. There had been other times, but those memories were much more hazy, the night before was still very much present in her mind. She wasn’t sure why she felt so conflicted about it when she woke up that morning. Or why she really had questioned what he wanted now, after all she was sure her boss would want the extra attention he normally did and she was going to do that.

“Yes?” Lincoln answered, turning the answer into a question.

“We can do that.” A sly smile formed on her face as she removed her hands, allowing her lover to see her body as she moved over to the dresser beside him like it was the most normal thing in the world. Even if she couldn’t see him, Jacqueline would have been able to feel his eyes track her. Pulling out a pair of maroon satin panties and couldn’t help teasing the man a little as she turned he back to him and bent at the waist as she slipped them on so that he got a good view of her ass. A scene from an old movie coming into her mind, Legally Blonde where the main actress was in a nail salon giving advise on how to get a man’s attention. ‘Have all the right equipment, just need to read the manual.’ Jacqueline said to herself quoting the movie, she was already bent over and now just had to snap. She jerked her body to a standing position once more with her back straight and hands up to her sides, right at breast level to draw attention to her assets. ‘Bend and snap!’

Lincoln felt his jaw go slack at the little show he was being treated to. He almost reached out to take her ass into his hand, but she had turned him down for fun already so they could get ready for the office. “I umm… I’m going to watch the news while you finish getting ready.” He couldn’t believe what he was saying, leaving a room when a woman was acting like that in front of him, but if he didn’t Lincoln was sure they wouldn’t actually make it to work at all today. He heard a lilting laugh that resonated with his heart as he left the room, leaving his girl to get ready.

When Lincoln was gone Jacqueline couldn’t help but laugh, seeing him go with his face almost completely red, like a teen boy who had looked at his first playboy. Between her medication and that man she was feeling much better about her day than when she woke up and hoped that continued throughout the day. With a smile still firmly in place she looked at her bras, almost grabbing a black lacy one before pausing and grabbing a maroon one to match her panties. ‘If a man sees a girl with matching underwear, they didn’t choose to have sex, she did.’ Jacqueline tittered trying to think of what she should wear for her first day back.

Her mind was often foggy and a bit slow, a sad reality she had to deal with as a side effect of the mood altering medication, but still an idea struck her as she looked through her growing collection of clothing. Practically beaming she pulled out a black dress, not the one she wore the night before, that one was still on the floor in tatters. The one she laid out on the bed was the one she had worn that first day at work when her life had changed. Looking at it she cocked her head to the side trying to think. “Dark pantyhose, that cute little red belt and…” She considered replicating the outfit completely the red heels with the little bow on them were in the closet, but she wanted to change it up at least a little. With a self-satisfied nod she picked up her four inch heeled black rounded toe booties with hidden half inch platform with twin buckles over the side zippers that she had worn on the girls night out with her sister and Callie.

“First day back, wearing the same dress I wore on the first day.” It felt almost poetic to her as she thought about it. Not everything was perfect, she thought the scratching in the back of her mind that said something was off was because she didn’t want to look exactly the same, not that she could. That first day Maddy had done her makeup, today she would be doing it, and her hair was different, let alone the other physical changes that had happened since that day. A diet and waist training had paid off, and one side effect of the hormones now pumping through her system was softer, clearer skin. Not able to put her finger on it Jacqueline tried to ignore the feeling as best she could. “Lincoln says I should be happy.” She said out loud to herself thinking about the nerdy man that was out in the living and smiling. “I should be happy, I’m going to be happy!”