Chapter 6: The new relationship
The next day, as Jim and Kate are driving to work, Jim asks Kate, “Did you know it would end like this when I confessed my urges to you?”
Kate chuckles, her hand resting on Jim's thigh, “I had my suspicions, but I never could have predicted how well the three of us would mesh. It's like we were made for each other.”
Jim smirks, glancing at Kate, “Well, you certainly know how to take care of a woman and her husband.”
Kate laughs, her hand squeezing Jim's thigh, “Oh, I definitely do. And I intend to keep doing so, if you two will have me.”
Jim's laugh fades as they pull into the parking lot of their office. He turns to Kate, his eyes serious.
“I must confess that I am torn between the happiness of being myself and having simultaneously saved my marriage and the fear of what that marriage might become. Pamela and I love each other madly, and I hope—no, I wish—that you can find a way to love us both for who we are.”
Kate's eyes soften, and she nods. “I understand, Jim. This isn't just a fling for me, either. I have feelings for both of you. And I want to see where this goes, as a trio.”
Jim smiles, a weight lifting off his chest. “Good. Because I don’t think I’d have it any other way. We’re in this together, the three of us.”
Kate smiles back, her eyes filled with warmth. “Together.”
They sit in silence for a moment, their hands entwined, before Kate breaks the silence.
"You know, there's something I've been wanting to try with the two of you."
Jim looks at her, curiosity piqued. "Oh yeah? What's that?"
Kate grins, a wicked glint in her eyes. "A double penetration. I want to see if Pamela can take both of us at the same time."
Jim's eyebrows shoot up, and he lets out a low whistle. "That's ambitious. But I have to admit, the thought of seeing Pamela stuffed full of both our cocks is incredibly hot."
Kate chuckles. "I knew you'd be up for it.
"Although I doubt that, after having both her holes stretched, Pamela will be able to feel pleasure with me. But there's another double penetration I'd like to try." Jim said with shame.
"What is it?"
“I've seen how Pamela envies you for penetrating me. As much as possible, since she doesn't have a dick, I'd still like to give her the feeling of a role-reversal: you'll have to teach her how to penetrate me with a strap-on. You'll have to explain everything to her. It's best to use a strap-on that she can insert into her pussy, so she can enjoying . And, when she's good enough, I want you and Pam to penetrate my ass at the same time. Do you think we can do that? Please! I've seen how she gets off on seeing me submissive, and I want her to be the one to submit to me. Before you can do it together at the same time!” Jim was almost begging Kate to let Pamela experience what it feels like to penetrate a man.
He was eager to submit to his wife, to let her take control and explore a new side of their relationship. Kate, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, loved the idea. She knew that Pamela would enjoy being in charge, and the thought of teaching her how to use a strap-on was too exciting to pass up.
“Let’s make it happen,” Kate said, a wicked smile spreading across her face. “I’ll tell Pamela about your idea tonight, and we can start exploring this new dynamic. But remember, this is about all of us enjoying each other.
You, me, and Pam. We’re in this together, and we all get what we want.”
Jim nodded eagerly, his eyes shining with anticipation. “That sounds perfect. Thank you, Kate. I can’t wait to see Pamela in charge, to see her taking control like that.”
“And I can’t wait to help her explore this new side of herself,” Kate added, her voice filled with excitement and promise.
Jim then, looking back at the office, added sadly: “But now we have another problem to resolve. According to company policy, we have to disclose that we are in a romantic relationship, or we both risk being fired if it were to come out somehow. Are you up to it, Kat? I know you’re the subject of gossip from colleagues about being trans, and I know this will only fuel the gossip.”
Kate sighed, leaning back against the car seat, her eyes thoughtful. “You’re right, it will cause a stir. But I’ve never been one to shy away from a challenge. And besides, what they think doesn’t matter. We’re in this together, right? The three of us.”
So, Kate and I find ourselves in front of the HR manager, telling her that Kate is now part of my family. Mrs. Henderson, the HR manager, is stunned: "Let me get this straight. What you're telling me is that you, Kate Smith, are now having an affair with you, Jim Voigh, and his wife? Do I understand correctly?"
Mrs. Handerson's eyes widened in disbelief, her voice barely above a whisper. She looked from Jim to Kate and back again, her expression filled with a mix of shock and confusion.
Jim nodded, his expression serious. "Yes, that's correct. Kate is now a part of our relationship. We're in a consensual, committed relationship together."
Kate chimed in, her voice steady and calm. "It's not something we take lightly. We've discussed this at length, and we're all on the same page. We want to be honest with you and with the company."
Mrs. Handerson continued: “I know it’s none of my business, but Kate Voigh’s file states that she’s still in transition.” Her question wasn’t really a question. Rather, she was trying to hint at the sexual implications of what we were telling her.
Mrs. Handerson looked down at the file in front of her, her eyes scanning the information. She looked back up at Jim and Kate, her expression serious. "I understand that this is a delicate situation, and I appreciate your honesty. However, we have company policies in place that need to be considered. Your relationship falls into a gray area, and I'm not sure how the company will handle this."
Jim and Kate exchanged a glance; their hands entwined in a show of solidarity. Jim spoke up, his voice steady and calm. "We understand that this isn't a typical situation, Mrs. Handerson," Jim continued. "But we're asking you to consider our unique circumstances. We're not asking for special treatment, just understanding and fairness."
Kate nodded in agreement. "We're committed to making this work, both personally and professionally. We just want to be honest about our relationship and hope that the company can support us in that."
Mrs. Henderson sighed, rubbing her temples as if to ward off an impending headache. "I'll have to consult with the legal department and see what our options are. In the meantime, I suggest you three keep a low profile. No PDA at work, at least until we have a clear resolution. Do you understand?" Mrs. Handerson looked at each of them, her expression serious.
Jim and Kate nodded, while Kate simply said, "Understood."
As they left Mrs. Handerson's office, they couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. They had taken an elevated risk by being honest, and now they had to wait and see if it would be worth it.
"Well, that was a lot to take in," Kate said as they walked back to their office.
Jim and Kate were by her sides, their hands brushing against hers.
"Tell me about it," Jim agreed, his voice heavy with concern. "I didn't think it would be that big of a deal."
They reached their office, the atmosphere tense and uneasy.
After a few days, Mrs. Henderson calls Jim and Kate into her office to tell them that, after careful review, the company's ethics committee has found no grounds for disciplinary action. Indeed, in keeping with the company's long-standing commitment to inclusivity, she wishes them success in their relationship. If they don't engage in PDA during office hours.
As they settled back into their work routine, Jim and Kate found themselves increasingly aware of the curious glances and hushed whispers that followed them around the office. They tried to ignore it, focusing on their work and each other, but it was hard not to feel the weight of all those eyes on them.
One day, as they were walking back from lunch, they overheard a group of colleagues huddled together, their voices low but not quite low enough.
"I heard they're all living together now," one of them said, their voice filled with disbelief. "Can you imagine? The three of them, all in one bed."
Another snorted.
"I don't know, sounds like some kind of kinky fantasy to me. I mean, how does that even work?"
Jim and Kate exchanged a glance, their hearts pounding in their chests. They could feel the heat of the conversation, the weight of the words. They knew they should keep walking, ignore the whispers, but they couldn't help themselves. They stopped, their bodies tensing as they listened.
"I've heard she's the one in charge," a third voice chimed in. "That she makes them do all sorts of things. That she's the one who controls everything."
Jim and Kate's hands clenched into fists, their faces flushing with anger and embarrassment. They had known that there would be talk, but to hear it so blatantly was another matter entirely.
Jim took a step forward, ready to confront the group, but Kate grabbed his arm, shaking her head. "Ignore them, Jim," she whispered. "They're just jealous. They'll get over it."
Jim took a deep breath, nodding. He knew she was right, but it still stung.
He thought about the old adage, "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me." Lies. Words could wound just as deeply as any physical pain. He took another deep breath, trying to let the anger dissipate.
"Come on, let's go," Kate said, her voice soothing as she led him away from the group.
They walked in silence for a few moments, the tension between them palpable. Finally, Jim broke the silence. "I'm sorry, Kate. I should have just kept walking. I know better than to let them get to me."
Kate squeezed his hand.
“You did the right thing by stopping, Jim. But you’re right, we can’t let them get to us. We’re in this together, and we’re stronger than their petty gossip.”
Jim nodded, his grip on her hand tightening. “You’re right. I just hate that they’re talking about us like that. Like we’re some kind of freak show.”
Kate looked up at him, her eyes filled with understanding and concern. “I know, baby. But remember, we’re happy. And that’s what matters. We’re in love, and we’re living our lives the way we want to. Their opinions don’t matter.” Kate’s voice was firm, determined, and it gave Jim the boost of confidence he needed. He smiled down at her, his fingers lacing through hers.
“You’re right,” he said, his voice filled with newfound resolve. “Let them talk. Let them gossip. We know the truth, and that’s all that matters.”
They continued walking back to the office, their steps lighter, their heads held high. They knew that there would be more whispers, more stares, but they had each other. And in the end, that was all that mattered.
Susy, one of their colleagues, immediately after Jim and Kate had passed, said, sounding as if she didn't want to be heard but, in reality, loud enough to reach them: "Do you realize, John? That transsexual is fucking both of them. And to think they were such a perfect couple!" And John replied: "Christine, from HR, told me she has a pretty big dick, too." Suddenly they realized who the mole was leaking confidential information: Christine had had a brief fling with Kate years ago. Kate didn't even know she worked at the same company as them.
It was a small world, indeed. Jim and Kate exchanged a glance, a silent understanding passing between them. They would have to be more careful, more discreet. They couldn't let Christine's jealousy and spite destroy what they had built.
"What's up?" Jim asked, noticing Kate's expression immediately after John mentioned Christine's name. "Do you know her?"
Jim asked, his brow furrowed with concern.
Kate sighed and nodded, her eyes clouding with regret. "I knew her a few years back. We didn't date for long, but it ended badly. I guess she's still holding a grudge."
Jim's jaw clenched, his protective instincts kicking in. "She can't do this, Kate. She can't try to ruin what we have."
Kate turned to him, her eyes filled with determination. "We won't let her. But we need to be smart about this. We can't give her any more ammunition."
Jim nodded in agreement. "Anyway, we've scored quite a victory, don't you think? The ethics committee won't act against us, and we won't face disciplinary action. In fact, they even congratulated us! I can't wait to get home and celebrate with you and Pam!" Jim exclaimed, determined not to let that ruin his day. "Then tonight we have that strap-on thing coming up," he whispered barely audibly to Kate.
"Yes," Kate replied with a naughty grin. "I've ordered a strap-on for Pamela. Tonight, I'm going to teach her how to penetrate you, Jim. And then, if everything goes well, we'll have our own little orgy. Pamela will penetrate you while I'm inside her."
Jim felt a shiver run down his spine. The thought of being penetrated by both Kate and Pamela at the same time was both terrifying and exhilarating. He had always kept his kinks hidden from his wife, fearing that she might not understand or accept them.