Jake strutted across the parking lot towards the restaurant. She thought it was so sweet how Jessica and Raya (at work, she only thought of them by their drag names) wanted to bond with her. They looked up to her as a powerful businesswoman, after all.
The waiter at the restaurant looked at Jake in admiration. She always got looks like that. Her big, juicy ass was so grabbable, and her tiny waist was perfect for hanging onto. The only thing she didn't like was the size of her bust. That was why she wore padding in her bra.
Though it was incredibly uncomfortable.
Not that she would complain about it. If she complained, then people would know she stuffed her bra. And she couldn't have that. It would ruin her image.
The three sat at a table. Jessica and Raya gazed at Jake in admiration. As pussyboys, they could only work for the company if they dressed in drag. But that wasn't a problem for Jake.
"Your name is so unique," Jessica gushed. "Why is it so masculine?"
"It used to be Jane, but I changed it to fuck with the gender binary and patriarchy," Jake said. The pussyboys fawned over that, as expected.
Lunch went by well, with Jake slipping the cute waiter her phone number. She could use a good lay. Her roommate Toby was out of town, and he usually kept her pussy satisfied.
The three went back to the office. The secretary Georgia seemed surprised at Jake, but just said something about finding her phone. Jake took her phone back, relieved that the secretary hadn't used the app to change anything.
Jake went into her office and sat at her desk. She was ready to make some changes, however.