Secret Office Romance (part 14)
With some large companies adopting a liberal policy toward gender expression, this fictional account is quite possible. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I wish it really happened to me!
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Several weeks had passed and I received a call from Eric, our lawyer. He was happy to inform me that he had the court order for Jessica's gender change. We could pick it up that afternoon, and Jessica could take it to get her driver's license changed. He had additional copies she could use to mail in with her request for Passport change.
The hospital in which Jessica was born was several hours away, so we planned to drive out to get her birth certificate changed in a few weeks.
Eric would submit the paperwork for the Social Security changes. The only remaining change was for her work records. Jessica would take a copy of the court order into Human Resources, the next day.
I called Jessica and she was thrilled. We agreed to go to get her driver's license changed that afternoon immediately after work.
When I saw her after work, Jessica had the most beautiful smile that absolutely demanded a kiss. Still being discrete, I had to wait until we were in the car. Once we were married there wouldn't be a problem, but until then, office romances were "frowned upon".
Jessica and I would joke about imagining a bunch of corporate executives standing on a platform frowning at romantic employees below.
We entered the office to change Jessica's driver's license, took a number and waited. When our number was called, we went to the desk and presented the court order and Jessica's driver's license.
It seemed that we had the bad fortune to be dealing with a religious nut, who objected to the very idea of gender change. They gave a rather weak explanation that they were not authorized to make such a change. I had been steaming, but now I reached my limit.
"Let me make sure I have the correct spelling of your name," I said, as I looked more closely at the name badge, "we are going back to the judge and informing him that you are refusing to comply with a court order. He will cite you for contempt of court, and you may be able to enjoy some jail time!"
The clerk began to panic and called for their supervisor. While I was really angry with the clerk, I regained my composure and was very polite with the supervisor. We made our request and presented the court order.
The supervisor turned to the clerk and asked, "So what's the problem here?"
"Well," the clerk timidly replied, "I just didn't feel right about this."
"I seem to recall a similar incident earlier this year," responded the supervisor, "in this office we follow the law and we don't ignore court orders just because you don't feel right about it!"
"Now do your job," they continued, "or we'll have a longer discussion about your work."
The clerk blushed profusely as they did their work and the supervisor looked on. In about ten minutes Jessica had a sticker on her driver's license, revising the gender.
"I know this is a little awkward," said the clerk, "the sticker really calls attention to the change, but in a couple of weeks you should receive a new driver's license that is correct. I apologize for the difficulty I caused you."
We thanked the clerk and supervisor, and departed. I had made a note of the supervisor's name, just in case the new driver's license failed to arrive.
In the parking lot Jessica put her arms around my neck and kissed me, saying, "You always know what to do, and are always there for me."
I gratefully accepted her kisses and returned them. We went out to dinner to celebrate. At dinner Jessica told me that her mother and sisters had been working on her father to "soften him up" to accept Jessica. She hoped that he would be ready to meet with us in a few more weeks. Now that Jessica had the legal gender change, we could get a marriage license and be wed like any other boy/girl couple.
After dinner we returned home and filled out the paperwork for amending Jessica's passport. That would allow us to freely travel the world – I had some very romantic vacation ideas for us both.
Jessica's new driver's license arrived without delay. She just admired it for a while, smiling broadly. A few days later Jessica talked to her mother and happily announced that we would be meeting with her entire family next Saturday.
I started to get nervous. I knew that her father would be a tough person to convince, and I told Jessica I was a little afraid to ask him for her hand in marriage.
"Are you unsure about me now?" she asked.
"No!" I shot back, "I'm unsure about ME!"
"You are the most fearless person I know," declared Jessica, "how can you possibly be afraid of my father?"
"This is really important," I replied, "and I may only have one change to get it right, and don't want to botch it."
Jessica pulled close to me and we snuggled. She said, "You have always had faith in me, and I have all the faith in the world in you – even if you do say something wrong, you will make it right!"
I felt reassured, but still a little nervous.
When we went to bed that night we made love, as we often did. Jessica asked me, "Does it feel different now?"
"Different?" I asked, "how so?"
"Now that I am legally a woman," Jessica replied, smiling broadly.
"It feels as wonderful as ever," I replied, "you have always been a woman – the legal system just had to catch up with reality."
We drifted off to sleep, spooning.
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Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
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