Kim

Kim

Part 3

by

Chris de wet

Aesedai@webmail.co.za

Chapter Three

An hour later, I exit the bathroom, slacks of an expensive cut and a loose fitting shirt, semi silk material, cuddling my biceps. At the immense sized table sits my friend.

"Tell me about this murder." I say, sitting down on the glass table chair, the glass surface of the top so clean, i wonder for a second if someone came inside and cleaned it while we where away. I give a glance over to K's room a few times, anxiously hoping he will be dressed to impress. So far i have seen him dressed as a girl only once and he looked dropped dead. Made me full of lustfull thoughts.

Jake is sitting at the end of the rectangular, his demeanor that of someone anxious and wondering at the apple laptop on the glass.

He looks up, then frowns again,"Well at first it was the bodies that baffled u. They where girls about 18 years old. No visible sign of death and found inside a glass coffin with flowers strewn around them. They all are wearing evening gowns and their faces are perfectly made up." He hanmds me a folder, some pictures sticking out of the side . I frown as i lean forward to get it. I shift chairs,

with my back to K's room. Not sure if i should wait for beauty.

My new seat is next to him, facing the balcony, my back to the bedrooms, my rope sandals, making no noise on the soft long haired

carpet. Jake looks dishevelled.I open the folder and gasp at the

extreme looking females in the coffins. Their eyes closed in serene

comfort.

Jake stares suddenly behind me as i hear my boy's voice , "I am ready, boys." he says, his voice soft, gentle and tingling my spine like nothing else.

I turn slowly to my left, the rotation of the chair allowing me to move semi fast. My Kay looks stunning. Till this moment I felt not sure about how much i can love him. But this girlboy looks stunning and femine. THe kind of girl another will fight to keep away from her boyfriend.. His white highheeled boots petite, shining. beige stockings glinting of my brown eyes. Long legs stretching into a soft white mini, high above his knees.A light top, cuddling his breasts ,

the wide belt at his weist accentuation those lovely mounds. Small chin frames moist pink lips and eyeshadow bringing out his blue eyes.

In the full light of day, i drool suddenly, pants twitching and mouth wanting to lick all of him. His blond hair in slight curls above his shoulders and long dangling earings drawing attention like a flickering sunlight on a sundrenched beach. He looks edible and i almost come on the spot.

"Wow, my love. " I beam a smile at him. Jake looks even more bewildered and blush as he stares as well. Kay comes and sit on my lap,crossing his legs towards me.

"You look great, Kim. I am sorry that i thought you where a boy earlier. Its this case we are working on and seeing that you have Chris all to yourself, i feel distracted."

Kay folds a lock of hair of his left ear, right near my mouth, an urge to kiss it overcomes me. Smell and delectible ear near me.

"NOt a problem, most people dont know me well enough. Carry on what you are doing. Are you okay, Chris!" he says and I almost want to call him a her.

"Yep, I have snow white sitting on my lap. What more can a man ask for?" I say and Kay leans into me a bit more, his slight weight comfortable and hypnotic in all the sense of the word. Once again, i feel precum leaking out of my pants. His bum, positions itself over my cock and i feel it sinking ins slightly. Oh god, i am so in love right now. Or in lust. Who knows.

"Now that you mention snow white, Chris. This is what we call him this time.'Snow White'. His modus operandi is that he is international and a couple of Los Angeles detective has come over from the States a few days ago to assist in this."

"What makes you think our killer is a guy?" I ask, studying the pictures with my left hand, my head tilted around Kay, whom is alternating his look between me and jake. I think he smells like lillies and i grin. I try to shield him from the pictures, but am

unsucessfull.

"Well he americans rulled out a girl on the account of the moving of the bodies and the casket. Which is custom made by the way. To date he has killed seven victims."

I close my eyes, imagining myself to be the killer. a Thing i have done a million times before. They call it method acting but i just call it work. It isnt easy with kay looking this hot and tasty near my mouth. I lick my lips distractedly.

"This kille like putting his victims on display and he dislikes hiding things. We are dealing with an obsessive personality , late twenties. " I say with my eyes closed. The words coming from a part of me i call my dark.

"Why dont you say the important thing, Jake. The girls actually are boys. Dressed up as girls."

I snap open my eyes as both Kay and Jake gasp for different reasons. Both of them are staring at me wide eyed.

"How the heck did you know? It took me a few days and I still cant spot the differences. Only the coroners report told us the details. Even the americans where tight lipped about that littled details."

"Well your models in these pictures have that slight difference in look that make them stand out as boys' in drag. The make up is unprofessional. Point in fact. Look at Kim's face. She's done some serious professional courses to learn how to make up her face so great." I take my left hand and hold unto my loves chin and turn it

to Jake. I think he is enoumared with my love as well.

"Okay , so you have a point. Not many people could do what you can do. How do we catch him?"

"You will need a decoy and trap him. This is unfamiliar territory for him. Take samples of the flowers or pictures and find out were those flowers are blooming here in South Africa. Oh, and one more thing, did they find the genitals of the boys?"

Jake giggles suddenly as he lift his hands off the keyboard of the Apple computer. "Damn , someday you should teach me how you do that."

"You gave me the clue . When you said that the coroner found out they where boys at he morgue. On site examinations of the bodies would have shown their genders if the genitals where there."

Kay turns to me, some tears in his eyes. Luckily he is using waterproof makeup. Some revlon stuff are great. He shakes slighly and i am ashamed that i revealed that suddenly. I turn his face to me and a soft carefull kiss and a touch of his tears with my hand makes him shake less. "You are very good at this, Chris." he says softly. I see jake nodding out of the corner of my eyes.

"Anyways thanks for the tips. Can i phone you or bring my girlfriend around. She would approve of your choise in fiance. When i met Nicki she was a crossdressing boy, but she doesnt look as convincing as you, Kim!"

For a moment it takes for us to absorb his statement, he folds his case and computer away. I suddenly laugh .

"Why have you never told me, Jake? I thought Nicki is the most hottest model type in the world. No way is she a guy."

Kay laughs as well, his right hand taking a tissue to his right eye.

"What gave me away, Jake?"

The mans smiles hugely,"Actually I wasnt very sure. Nicki had a sexchange operation and she hanst looked back. The two of you look right for each other and as for you chris. Just remember how everyone was riding Ed at work?"

"THank you for being honest. I thougt I am not passable. Who is Ed?" says kay, his skin tingles as mine touches it as well.

"He was this gay guy at the station that used to crossdress. Most of the guys at the station made fun of him behind his back. Little did they know that them staring at my wife, made them 100 percent gay as well." replies Jake, his gaze flitting between us.

I just watch in amazement and silence. How this guy just became our bestest friend.

"To answer you question. The way you wince when you came from the room. When tucking a penis back that much, it hurts sometimes. Have you two done it yet. No dont answer, it is magical as heck."

Kay looks at Jake with a smile of respect a left hand tighly squeezing my leg.

"Well I am just glad we had this conversation. I had no idea about Nicki though. She just is way more female than all the girls i know."

I say into the silence.

"When i first met her she was shy and unable to pass too fully. I think she tried to be too feminine . As the time passed I wanted her to be female all the time and our sexlife was fantastic. My cock aches everytime I think how much shes changed. I myself dont like childlike boys , so you have nothing to worry about from me, Chris or Kim."

My love relaxe and stand up. I feel a ache as he is gone from me. He rearanges his white skirt and agive the standing Jake a hug. "Thank for being a friend. I have to take chris to my final dance tonight. How about you and Nicki come to stay over this weekend. You may even come along to the Dance."

Jake grins, his face taking a serious look. A ipod phone in his right hand. "That would be good. Can i take a photo of you two and show nicki? I think we have become friends for life."

Kay sits on my lap again and poses with a small pout. Her lips letting me leak again.

I notice a slight bulge and Jake leaves. I sit for a moment just holding him close.

"I have a problem in my panties." she whispers as i nibble on his ear. He shivers and my left hand rests on the bulge as he uncrosses his legs.

"I can take care of that , Miss Kim." She smiles softly and I lift him up. I put him on the glass table, standing in front of him. The skirt slightly riding up. "How come your breasts look so much bigger, last night they where just a handfull?" I ask as my hands grab the edges of the skirt, slowly riding it up , Kay shift his body as his hands are eeking mine on. The bulge looks bigger.

"Invisible bra, here feel." he takes my hand and put it over his right breast. They do feel softer and his blue eyes glint sexually and lustfully at me.

As his skirt is ridden up all the way, sill panties showing an erect cock staring at my mouth. his garter belts holding the nylons up and i bend down ever so slowly. He grabs my head as i lick the outside of the silk, precum leaking through. I look up and say,

"Tell me about this dance , if you can. " He sticks a manicured indexfinger into the band of the panty and releases his cock. I smile and remember how much i enjoyed sucking it last night. Somehow having the thoughts of straight gays sucking eachther a turn off all my life, now i dont blink once to suck this girlboy's cock.

I open my mouth and suck all of his smallness into me. Gently kneading the sides of the cock, the mounded flesh just above his balls. He moans loudly. I lick the shaft up and then down again, keeping it inside my mouth. This makes me leak more in my own pants, but right now i just want to keep sucking. I feel him become bigger as i lick around the head, using my thumbs to pull the skin up as i pull backward. Instinctively i know this is driving this girl boy crazy. His smell enticing my nose, his tasty cock in my mouth lets me almost come.

"Oh god thats fucking great." he moans further, his hands on my head, one hand pushing me up and down. I bet his dick has never had so much attention since hes decided to become my love.I hold it against his mound and bite gently down on the head.

At the tip i notice that he has a diamond ring as a belly ring and a small butterfly on the left of his tummy. I suck and he falls backward on the table, come shooting into my mouth, his oversized cock , covered with some silk pantys, shoot into my mouth. I swollow and he gently licks his lips , just lying there.

"Damn, just for that, I will forever dress this good." He says in a soft boys voice and i give his cock another kiss as it goes soft. I then put the panty back, pull down the skirt and for a moment i feel light headed. I can taste his come on my lips , but lying before me is a supermodel of a girl. Breasts heaving , eyes moist.

"Will you fuck me in the ass? Please."

"Not now, my love. I want you to come when i come in your perky back."

He slides closer and grabs my cock, through the material, and jerks me as he kisses me voilently, our passion almost animalistic suddenly.

I come greatly and grab him as both his come and mine explode around us. Sure, i will fuck and suck kay. Hes everything i want in a mate.

Later we are sitting on the couch, his boots off, and stocking feet on my lap as i massage his feet. No trace of boy is there as we sit almost opposite each other.

"The dance is where everyone would expect to see Kay the boy from school. His geeky suit and geeky glasses."

"Wait, you wear glasses?"

"Yes, look. " He bends down and unfolds glasses that are reminiscent of naught school teacher glasses, frame small, small rectangular glass, just smaller than his eyes. It makes me suddenly feel more in love with him.

"This is where I am going to be Princess and show them all the bitches from school that I can look greater than them. I love you, Chris."

I pull him closer and our tender kiss entwines our lips and tongues. He tastes of strawberries and cream. We kiss for a good twenty minutes, him back on my lap.

I dont care what people say, if being in love makes me feel this good, then who cares if its a boy that looks this good?