The Cost of Doing Business, Hello Mr.Bride(closed for sayuriCD)

[BarbarianTaco]

Jefferson Connelly had become the top mover and shaker at Fredericks International, a multifaceted company with its roots in women's' clothing. He himself had to sell a lot to several retail outlets and like many other things in his professional life it came out extremely lucrative in the end. What was troublesome was to get past the next echelon of his profession he would have to become something he hadn't really thought of, a husband? It was a strange thing in his company, his board strategically built to meet all the legal obligations also had very traditional roles. For those on the board that meant the members needed to be married and have a stable home life. Single was not an equation that one wanted on the board of directors. So he would have to find a woman.

The downside with all of this was all the women he had met since he found out about the stipulation were either after his money or were not solid enough to go into a more business based arrangement. So he would try another route. He looked through all the business party photos his secretary took as she was obsessed with it. In doing that he found a woman that fit his profile. Beautiful, charming, perfect body and a personality that got all those around her to be on edge. She was a knockout star that was at all the costume parties.

When Jeff went to look up this mysterious employee all he could find on them was that they worked in IT. As she delved further he found out that the woman was actually a man! A man who seemed to have captured the hearts of many in the offices about. What was funny the small amount of time he remembered talking to this woman or man, He too wanted to go home with her. So he narrowed it down even more and found the culprit.

This is what brought him to the little quaint restaurant that housed a beautiful view of lush plants, a fully stocked bar and was within walking distance to the nicest fashion boutiques' a woman would die to shop at. He was here to confront the man and force him with pictures to become his fiancee and then wife in a business arrangement that would skyrocket his career and be lucrative for this man as well. At least that was his plan. I mean if he was faced with either agree to the arrangement or be humiliated as a crossdressing whore then so be it. All he had to do know was wait for the guy to show up and go from there

 

[sayuriCD]

Michael Hashimoto was a friendly young man, always kind and he knew that it was probably an obstacle to succeed on his job. Although he didn't knew much about computers, he was a fast learner and soon, he was going up and down, solving small computer problems. But it wasn't working out for him because two years doing the same thing and nothing happening. Not a simple raise.

He couldn't deny that he envied those men in suits on their private rooms. Those who wore expensive shoes, had luxurious watches and fast cars at the parking lot. Invitations parties, wearing the best clothes and, of course, a lot of women throwing themselves at their necks. He wanted to achieve that success but it looked so out of reach for him.

Michael had tasted a little bit of it when he crashed one of those parties. It was in one of those fancy nightclubs and he knew only women had free pass. His wish to see it with his own eyes and feel how the atmosphere of those places were. But he couldn't enter, since he was still nobody, so he decided to go as one of those women. Secretly, he already did crossdressing a couple of times when he was in college, those times were the youth needed experimentation. And as he always had a small frame, it wasn't difficult to make him passable as a woman. Of course, he couldn't talk a lot, not let anyone get too close and the night went wonderfully. It was odd being courted by those guys which computer he had fixed, but their compliments and their attempts to get more intimacy with him made Michael so proud of his work. He was amazed that none recognized him.

And he saw how those parties were at their best. Loud music, drinks and food for free, a lot of women dancing and men talking each other about their next conquest. Be it a woman or some contract. Michael just watched, admiring those men who he thought that was his future.

He dreamt about having his own name at the door and his own spot at the parking lot, owning a penthouse and making reservations at fancy restaurants.

That's why he was surprised when he got an invitation from Jefferson Connely. The man was already a legend among the whole company and Michael also knew about him. It couldn't be possible that man knows his name. Did he noticed when Michael went to his floor and fixed one of his secretaries notebook? The simple thought of having such prestigious men calling him over a meeting was enough to make the young man to feel joy.

"Someone finally saw me at last."

He thought with himself as he left the cab and going to the entrance of the restaurant. Wearing the only suit he had, he walked into the lobby and talked to the beautiful hostess that Mr Connely was expecting him. He was full of confidence but at same time, nervous on meeting the one of the most important persons of his company.

 

[BarbarianTaco]

Jefferson was waiting at the table nursing his second gin and tonic when he noted the man walk into the restaurant. he looked at the file folder he had in front of him and opened it to look at the images he printed off of the man behind the woman he would make his fiancee' Micheal Hashimoto. Which was great as he did love Asian women, so petite and polite who seemed to be willing to do things westerners thought disgusting as something found off if not done. He wondered secretly if Micheal here would be the same in his new persona. If so that would be a definite bonus for him and well for Micheal.

Jefferson waved over the man in his outdated but semi-expensive suit and gestured for him to sit. Smiling he waved over the waitress. The young bubbly blonde named Misty whom he had to say wasn't bad in the sack. Jeff pushed that series of escapades away as he ordered a water for the two of them and some rolls.

"Welcome Mr. Hashimoto, or should I call you Micheal, maybe Mike?" He wasn't sure what to call him as he wasn't too familiar with the man, but eventually, it would be moot as Michelle stood before him or possibly Michiko. It didn't matter as this man would become something to propel his career to the next level. Now he wasn't a heartless bastard he would offer this man a decent offer with an allowance, food, lodging and many other things. As long as he remained in the picture as his 'bride'.

"So Mike, I know you are eager to find out why I called you here but first tell me a bit about yourself?"He asked sipping on his drink a bit more waiting to see what exactly made his woman tick and try to mold him into something akin to a female version of the man before him. Granted he would force changes that he would find attractive on him, but he didn't want the man to be someone completely different, just different enough.

 

[sayuriCD]

"Michael is fine, Mr. Connely. It is an honor to meet you."

The young intern sat at the opposite side of the round table as he looked on what that man was drinking. After the tall and blonde waitress left the table, Michael looked at the prestigious man giving a good look at the woman. She was beautiful indeed, maybe a little artificial but definitely an eye catch especially in those high heels.

Michael turn his eyes back to the man in front of him and he tried his best to give a proper answer. He didn't want to stammer right in front of Jefferson.

"Well, about me. I'm a 23 years old, born in Japan but moved to US when i was still 6 years old. My father died when i was still a baby and my mom raised me all alone. She had a good job at a multinational company and that's how she got transferred to America. I lost her a couple years ago and right after i graduated, i got the opportunity to work to Fredericks International and it had been a pleasure to start my career in there."

He looked at Jefferson and wondered if it was satisfying enough, but the most important, he was eager to know why that man had invited him.

 

[BarbarianTaco]

"No problem Micheal it is" He said with a light hearted chuckle. This would be fun. THe young kid looked so confused as to why he had called him here. Granted he did kinda spring this on him without any clues to why he was here. Which should be interesting.

"I am sorry to hear about the passing, I hope it wasn't incredibly hard on you." He said as he pulled out his documents and sat them in front of him. He shook his head."So an only child, I understand that. I too was one. My dad raised me because my mother died after I was born. He was good to me, he dated a few women, some of which had daughters who seemed to like me too. Still, that is not why you are here."

"In fact, I brought you here for a job opportunity.One that will get you money, and let you mingle with the most important movers and shakers at Fredricks."Jefferson said as he smiled. He would lure the man in with such baubles and then show him exactly what he wished to get from the man who cleaned up to be an incredibly attractive woman.

"You also get the chance to stay in some of the poshest places around the globe," He says as he fingers the edge of the folder waiting to slap the folder full of pictures down and show him exactly what he was gonna become. He was gonna become, Michiko Hashimoto his fiance and temporary wife.

 

[sayuriCD]

"That's it."

Michael thought that he was finally recognized. After all, studying so hard was leading him to a place he deserved. Or so he thought.

It didn't matter if Jefferson Connely was an example for him. The fact that man was telling about his lonely childhood as he was, showed empathy. Maybe it was one of the reasons that he was giving this opportunity, as he thought with himself. Michael couldn't hide how much he was glad to meet that man.

"You can count on me with anything, Mr Connely."

Needless to say that Michael was more than ready to be part of his "team". A powerful man like Jefferson needed a good backup for sure. People of his trust. The young employee thought that he was up to the job, unaware of what that man had in mind.

But the idea of floating around important people, traveling and driving expensive cars was already running into his head. Finally, he would make his deceased mom proud.

Back on Earth, the young man glanced at the folder over the table. He smiled as he wondered if it was his contract. His new apartment too maybe? His own office? A new car? A new smartphone? He was becoming eager to see it. A contract that would definitely change his life.

 

[BarbarianTaco]

Jefferson laid out the file and the little pictures he had procured. With a quick flourish out came his 500 dollar ink pen and he smiled a wide smile."Now Micheal in signing this you agree to all the terms and condition stated with in. Which if broken will result in some serious backlash motions."

He had to lay out the whole ordeal as he highlighted first the perks. "First you will be given your own room in my multi floor highrise apartment. You will get your own set of wheels. Thinking something like a lavender Audi, or a Rolls? Will get to it later, you will have 10000 dollars for clothes a month on top of your 30,000 dollar a month salary. I will also set you up with a discreet stylist. I will also go out and buy you a stuff for your room and will allow you access to my chef and what not. That way dietary restrictions can be enforced. I will also cover medical expenses and travel expenses during this time. All you have to do is write your name here. Oh, and I have set up an offshore account for you as well as shifted things around to get you a decent 401 k. program."

He didn't highlight the fact that you were to change from Micheal to Michiko, to become his fiance giving up your freedom and becoming nothing more than a Barbie for him to parade around. Possibly change him even further if the Board members get suspicious. He hoped not, but it could happen.

 

[sayuriCD]

"Right away, Mr Connely."

Michael signed the contract and he didn't really read the small letters as his eyes were focused on the expensive pen he was holding. Its base was good to grip and it looked heavier than it really was, not to mention the thickness between his slender fingers.

It took his attention right when he was finding strange the color Jefferson was suggesting for his new car. Michel wondered why he wanted such girlie color. Maybe it was some fashion tendency among the executives he didn't know. At least, it was an Audi but the image was lost as Jefferson was telling much more things like offshore account and others.

He was in joy. A salary with 30k? His own apartment and car, his own stylist and chef. This was what he always dreamed about. He still had no clue about that businessman real intentions.

But his eyes finally glanced at the pictures in the folder Jefferson had his elbows over it. He couldn't see what they were clearly, but he was curious enough to ask to the man in front of him:

"And the photos? What are those?"

 

[BarbarianTaco]

Jefferson smiled as he watched the danty androgenous man signed on the pointed out line. Poor fool didn't read the full contract and now he was his. When Micheal asked about the pictures he laughed.

"Well Micheal, Look closely" He said as he pushed them towards him. They were all pictures of him from past Halloween parties that she was well dressing as a She. As well as the costume parties. Jefferson wanted Micheal to turn into that woman so he could get the job. He really wanted the job.

"If you look those are pictures of my fiance', the woman who I think ou know quite well." He said raising a drink to his face and taking a sip. This was gonna be fun, this man would be the perfect compliment to his life. Propelling him to a hirestation and he gets a little compensation. Really it was a win win.

 

[sayuriCD]

"What...."

Michael's eyes opened wide as he looked to the pictures where he could identify himself, wearing a dress and heels, a wig and makeup, turning into a persona he thought none had recognized him. He had passed through the whole party without anyone calling by his true name. Only "Michelle" as he had introduced himself. Even that name, he spoke it just a couple of times, most of it, trying to speak a few words to not allow anyone to see that his voice wasn't a female one.

He didn't need to put much effort to make a feminine high pitched voice but still, the fear of getting caught was bigger than see the satisfactory results of passing as a woman for one night. And that fear took over him as Jefferson was showing those pictures over the table.

"A fiancee? What... what are you talking about?"

He asked the man, his voice stammering, looking around to see if none was listening to their conversation. He wanted to collect all of pictures and hide them but there was something making him more worried than that:

"How did you... know?"