Betrayed Chapter 6

Even as 'Lance' walked out the door, Lisa's memories of the night before were crowding out everything else. While we were making love, Dianna had played with my nipples with her fingernails. That had felt so good! At the same time, I had felt her breasts pressing into my back. In the throes of ecstasy, my mind had played a dirty little trick on me. In it, those beautiful boobies had passed right through my body and attached themselves to my chest.

I thought back to our discussion of surgery, hormones, and other avenues of transformation used by T-girls to achieve their goal. Realistically, I couldn't consider getting a boob job or any other major, invasive procedure – at least, not under the rationale of looking more feminine for the fashion show. Memorial Day weekend was only fourteen weeks away. That 'hard ceiling' precluded the lengthy, involved process of consultations, lab tests, the surgery itself, then the long post-op recovery. Why was I even dwelling on it? A couple of weeks before, I would have labeled the notion 'absurd'. There was also the issue of what to tell my co-workers if I suddenly showed up for work as a very-obvious D-cupper – or more – not to mention the other work we were contemplating. Still, the idea was intriguing....

The Sixth Level of Hell had been waiting for me outside my office building when I arrived for work. Susan had already tried and failed with subterfuge, denial, badgering, threats and insults. Now, she was at her charming best. The short, tight suit beneath the open trenchcoat was just a little too revealing to be business-chic. The stockings and five-inch stilettos were a dead give-away. Jeff Spencer wasn't the only one capable of offering up the Big Play. The mercury-vapor streetlights on LaSalle Street were superfluous when my wife turned on her smile.

"Sweetheart," she purred, "how are you? I'm sorry to have to corner you this way, but you left me no choice. Look, I'm really sorry about all this. I never told you about my little... peccadillo because I knew how much it would hurt you. I didn't want to do that."