This was not how I expected my day to go. Miss Ferrera and I had successfully swapped bodies, but were now stuck pretending to be one another until the machine was fixed. We agreed to keep it all a secret. But when the day was nearing its close, I knew I had to tell somebody. Now, Sean was standing in the office with me with his fingers glistening in the fluorescent light, waiting for me to say something. What could I say? We fooled around a little bit and I was more worked up than I was willing to admit. We both knew, even if we didn't say anything.
"So... Did it really feel that good?" He asked, breaking the silence.
I shrugged, looking around the room as though I was searching for a hole to crawl up in. Sean wouldn't let me get away with that, however, as I finally met his eye. "It's weird, you know? I never thought about what it felt like for women. Even being Miss Ferrera for today! I hadn't thought about it..."
"You don't have to go any further if you don't want to." Sean smiled. "I'm sure they'll fix the machine soon and we can just forget this all happened."
It was somewhat comforting. As strange as my life suddenly was, it could all go back to normal. And yet, I also felt an urgency. The moment the machine was fixed, Miss Ferrera would claim her body back and I would be left with the memory of being her. All of these feelings, unanswered questions. Could I truly go back to normality without making the most of this opportunity?
"I suppose we can go a little further... If it's alright with you?"
He wasted no time in closing the distance between us. I expected him to continue where he left off. But his attention wasn't on my breasts. Instead, he turned me towards the desk and bent me over. In one swift motion, he hiked up my skirt and hooked his fingers under my panties, pulling them down and exposing my ass and pussy to the open air.
"What are you going to do?" I asked, too nervous to look back.
He didn't answer. I could feel his breath on my ass cheek, as he planted a kiss. He then moved closer to his target. It wasn't my pussy. Before I realised what he was doing, his tongue was running between my ass cheeks and against my asshole. I laughed nervously, slightly uncomfortable before the discomfort gave way to pleasure.
"You really know how to tease a girl." I laughed. "I never expected you to be into butt stuff."
Why would I? It's not like I had thought of Sean in that way before this very moment. Yet as he teased my asshole, I couldn't help but think about how disappointing this was. It's not like this was a uniquely female experience. Sean seemed to also think about this, as his tongue moved lower and lower. I gasped as he first made contact with my pussy, then moaned when his tongue reached my clit.
"Oh holy fuck!" I gasped. "That feels so fucking good!"
We continued like that for a few moments, before he abruptly pulled away. I was about to complain, until something slipped inside of me. Turning, I saw Sean was fingering me with one hand, while the other massaged his jaw. "You made some incredible noises. I'm so hard right now."
His hand moved away from his jaw and towards his crotch. He adjusted himself, drawing my attention to the large tent in his pants. I was staring. Could I really go that far? I definitely wanted to. But it was Sean. He knew who I really was underneath. Then again, we'd already come this far. Fuck it!
I pushed his hand away and turned over, spreading my legs. "I want you to fuck me."
I've never seen someone undress so quickly. Like a cartoon character, he was suddenly naked and his pants were falling to the floor across the room. His cock looked even bigger than I previously thought. But before I could voice my trepidation, he had my hips in his hands and lifted me up. I had no choice but to wrap my legs around him to keep my balance as he pulled me in close.
"Don't worry. I'll take it slow." He smiled.
And I believed him. Sean really was a good friend. Telling him the truth was the best decision I ever made. His cock slowly eased its way inside of me. Sean was being gentle, but also seemed a little eager to make the most of his own opportunity. While I experienced sex as a woman, he was getting to fuck his boss; a woman who butted heads with him multiple times.
"Can you pretend to be her for a bit?" He asked.
I scowled. "Isn't it good enough that I invite you into my office after work? Do you really expect me to perform for you, Mr Johnson?"
He got a wide grin on his face. "Sorry, Miss Ferrera. I'm very thankful for the promotion. I think we can both agree I'm better off as your personal fucktoy."
"You'd better earn that title, Mr Johnson." I retorted. "If you can make me cum, I'll be sure to throw in a special bonus."
That definitely caught his attention. I didn't really know what I was talking about, but playing the part of Miss Ferrera helped me embrace what was happening. Right now, I was a woman. I was getting fucked by my friend. And I was loving it! He picked up the pace until we were at a steady rhythm. As the moans escaped my lips I was thankful that the office had been soundproofed for security purposes. With the door locked, we were free to be as noisy as we wanted.
"Oh my fucking god! Yes! Fuck me harder!" I moaned. "Oh I think I'm gonna CUUUM!!"
My arms gave way beneath me as I fell flat on my back. Sean didn't stop as I writhed beneath him. His cock continued to slam inside of me, even as my pussy tightened around him. And he continued like that until the orgasm fully subsided, before finally pulling out. I watched him start to jerk himself off and knew exactly what he had in mind.
"I think I've earned that bonus now."
This was not how I expected my day to go. When the machine broke down, I resigned myself to hiding away in Miss Ferrera's office until she was able to fix it. That was still days or even weeks away. But telling Sean the truth was exactly what I needed to make the most of this situation. As I wrapped him lips around his cock and started jerking him off to completion, I wondered whether it would really be a bad thing if the machine never managed to get fixed.