[Patreon Exclusive] GENDER SWAP ON TOP: Chapter One (Patreon)

Straight from the 2013 vaults! This one is OLD, but fun. Enjoy :)

Chapter 1

Knock! Knock!

“Come in!” I called out.

The door to my top floor executive office opened and Victoria, one of the research managers within my company poked her head in.

“Mr. Bonham?” she asked.

“Yes? Come in, Victoria.”

Victoria shyly walked into my office and closed the door behind her. Nervous, she stood in front of the door, stiff as a board looking down at her feet. She was a classically beautiful office girl. She had long curly blonde hair that extended beyond her shoulders and small, cute physique. She even had the classic office girl glasses and a fitted blouse. Her plaid dress skirt was tight to her perfectly curved hips and cut off a few inches above her knee, showing off her long, smooth legs.

“What is it?” I asked.

“Mr. Bonham, I’ve worked with this company for a long time; almost five years.”

“Yes, you’ve been a great asset to Bonham Pharmaceuticals. Tell me why you’re here.”

She bit her lip.

“Well, I heard that Jerry—I mean, Mr. Philips was quitting and I thought—Well, I thought that maybe I could take his position, up in corporate.”

“You want to work up here in corporate?” I asked, still sitting behind my wonderfully handcrafted oak desk.

“Um, yes. I think it’s the right next step in my career development—and I think I would nail the job, sir.”

“Victoria, the guys in corporate have been with the company for well over a decade, and all of them came from very well respected companies.”

“Yes, well, I still believe that I’m the right person for the job.”

I smiled at the shy girl standing before me.

“Come, sit down,” I said, motioning to the chair on the other side of my desk.

Victoria took a deep breath and began walking forward. I could see her heart pounding against her chest. She sat down in the chair, straightened her back and forced a smile, trying her best to look professional and composed.

“Tell me, Victoria, why did you come to me, and not to Francis, at the head of HR?”

Victoria sat stationary and silent, like a statue.

“Victoria?” I prodded.

“Well, sir… I thought… Well…”

“It’s okay, just talk to me.”

“I didn’t think my resume would be noticed among all the others. Everyone is putting in their name for the position.”

“Everyone knows about Jerry leaving?” I asked.

Victoria looked at me for a second. “Yes, sir.”

“Call me Wade.”

“Yes, sir—I mean, Wade.”

I chuckled under my breath. She was cute.

“Why do you deserve the position over all the other candidates submitting their resumes? What are you willing to do?” I asked.

She looked at me, her heart about to implode. I could see her hands trembling under my desk on her lap.

“Well, I’ll do anything. I really want that spot.”

“Define anything. What is anything?”

She bit her lip. “Whatever you want it to be, Wade.”

Gently, she reached up to the top button of her blouse. Carefully she began to unbutton the shirt down to the last button, exposing a sexy red bra she had likely picked out for this very occasion. I watched closely, and couldn’t help but let out a little smirk.

She leaned forward as she slipped the blouse down her arms and off of her body. She stared at me, her eyes wide. She was putting everything she had on the line for this job. I liked that in an employee.

“Come here, Victoria.”

I patted my lap, motioning her to come over to me. She walked around my desk, as I swivelled in my office chair to face her. I spread open my legs and smiled. Gently, she lowered herself to her knees between my legs. Looking up at me, she forced a smile. Then, she began to undo my belt and pull down my zipper.

“That’s a good girl,” I said, placing one of my hands into her soft hair. “Good girls go far in this company.”

She reached her small hand through the opening in my pants and pulled out my long flaccid dick. Carefully, in her hand, she began to stroke it up and down. She watched the long member closely as it began to throb near her face. I continued to caress her soft blonde head.

She slowly leaned forward and slipped out her tongue. She gently ran the tip of her tongue along the base of the swelling shaft. My cock was growing at a rapid pace in her stroking hand.

“Your cock is so big, Mr. Bonham,” she said, looking up at me.

I smiled and then pushed her head back down with my hand. She opened her lips wide and slipped my giant cock deep into her mouth. I could feel my shaft throb against her warm, wet tongue as it slid far back, hitting the back of her throat. Initially, she gagged, but then she managed to open up her throat to accommodate my entire size, slipping it down deep.

With my free hand, I reached down her back and started to unclip her bra, as she began to slide her head up and down the length of my rock-hard shaft. The bra successfully unclipped and fell off of her body, exposing her perfect, round supple tits and hard nipples.

Her pace increased. Her wet tongue wrapped around my gigantic dick and slid up and down its entire length. I could feel my bulbous tip pushing in and out of her throat with every deep revolution. As she sunk her head down deep, her nose pushed into my pubic hair.

“That’s it. Just like that,” I said.

She pushed her head down, stuffing the entire length of my cock into her throat. With my strong hands, I held her head in place, enjoying the warm, wet sensation. She started to gag and choke, but I held her just a little bit longer. Thick saliva ran out the sides of her mouth and down her face. Finally, I released and she pulled her head off of my dick to catch her breath.

“Impressive,” I said, smiling.

Knock! Knock!

Someone was at the door.

I pushed Victoria’s head down under the desk and spun to face the door.

“What is it?” I called out.

The door opened and my young brunette secretary poked her head in.

“Um, sir—You have a meeting in five minutes with sales,” she reminded me.

“What for?” I asked.

“It’s a product pitch, sir.”

“Okay, okay. I’ll be right down.”

My secretary turned away and closed the door. I looked down at Victoria. Her face was covered in slobber and her mascara had run down her face.

“Go clean yourself up,” I said.

Victoria stood up and began to do up her blouse. I reached and grabbed a handful of tissues, which I passed to her as she began to leave.

“I’ll see you in the meeting.”

“Um, so is there any way I can have that job?” she asked shyly.

“I’ll think about it. Go.”

She wiped her face before walking out the door, saying nothing as she left.