Senior Year Part IIChapter 4 The Plot Thickens
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When I came to the next morning, Amy my wonderful sister - for that is
how I now think of her was still spooned up to me.
I reached over to turn the alarm clock off and looked at her, once this
gorgeous blonde was my girlfriend and now she was my sister, along with
Sophie.
Amy stirred and looked at me with those wonderful blue eyes, she put her
hand around my neck and pulled me down to gently kiss me, she murmured,
"You are the greatest sister in the world,"
I returned the kiss and whispered back, "What about Sophie?" Amy looked
serious considering her answer. "Sophie, I love her to bits, but -------
Oh I don't know, we were never as close as us two are, Sophie, when, no
that wrong, before she had her breakdown she was always slightly aloof
from me ------------ am I awful saying that?"
I shook my head and stroked her hair, with difficulty Amy carried on, "I
only agreed to this flat to save money, even though I knew we would
probably argue all the time, I feel a proper shit for saying this, but
Nichola becoming Sophie is the best thing that happened" this was too
much for Amy and she broke down sobbing, I hugged her and stroked her
hair and eventually calmed her down.
As I hugged her, the realisation came to me that she was right, Sophie
was the best thing that happened; just thinking about that made me feel a
total heartless, selfish cow, as I realised that I didn't want to give my
new life up!
We were both lost in our thoughts, both of us feeling rotten about what
we were thinking.
I swung my legs out of bed and discovered that I was totally crusted up
from the sexual activities the night before. "Uggg," I gasped, "how
gross." Amy looked at me with alarm. "What's up?"
"What's up, it's you fault! You tired me out so much last night I forgot
to clean myself, you know down there."
"Oh dear," that bitch of a sister grinned, "a bit of a mess are we?"
I grunted as I got out of bed, heading to the bathroom, I wiggled my way
out of my false vagina and put it to soak, then I went to the shower,
grimacing in distaste at the sight of my boy clittie, even though it was
now very small I hated looking at it.
After my shower I thoroughly washed my 'vagina' and hung it up to dry,
going into the bedroom Amy was gone and I could hear her shower running.
Looking in my wardrobe I decided on a dress and jacket today, selected
cream knit dress with a cowl neckline, lined in Satin, my jacket was a
bronze colour with a single button, then I changed my mind and picked a
black cardigan. (the woman in me) black kitten heeled shoes and nude
tights.
After slipping my pad into my knickers and dressing I was ready, I went
and got my breakfast, I had just sat down when my phone went, it was
Kylie who said if it was ok by us, after the 'interview' at work her team
would fit the cameras and stuff, if I would give her a key, after
checking with Amy I agreed to this and after confirming that Kylie would
be with me at 9:30 I hung up.
When I went to get my coat I made sure my 'vagina' was hidden away (no
sense in leaving stuff like that around, I would sort it out tonight or
when the equipment was fitted)
True to her word Kylie arrived at the office 9:30 prompt and I met her at
reception, on the way to my office I told her about my suspicions she
smiled and simply patted her brief case, I also told her that there were
some microphones already in the office to record sensitive conversations,
I confirmed that I could turn these on and off as required.
We met Tim Williamson (of all people) and as I said good morning he
responded and gave Kylie and I a very hard stare. Kylie sighed and said
to me, "Knowing Tim as I do, you'll have some questions to answer once
I've gone."
We got to my office and while she checked my office with her machine I
went through the routine of an interview for a part time PA.
Once we had finished I escorted her back down stairs and she confirmed
that my office was wired for sound, but not vision, I gave her the keys
to our flat and told her I would see her tonight.
On the way back up, I again ran into Tim, he looked very stern and
without preamble said, "We have to talk young lady." I sighed and nodded.
"I'll tell you what," I brightly said, "you can take me for lunch at the
'Coal Hole', see you down stairs at mid-day?"
I got through the rest of the morning - somehow, told Grenville that he
was right my office had been bugged.
When he asked why it had been bugged I had to play the innocent on him
telling hi that I had no idea, maybe industrial espionage, then in a
stroke of genius I told him I was meeting Tim at lunch time to tell him
our fears; just before twelve I made my way to reception and met Tim.
I linked arms with him and simpered, "Thanks for taking me out, you're
very sweet." All he did was grunt, as head of security, when he was
working my feminine wiles had no effect.
We got to the pub and I bought the drinks, a coke for me and a shandy for
Tim, we ordered sandwiches and found somewhere quite quiet to sit.
"Right Miss Mackinnon, what are you up to, and please don't insult my
intelligence," he said.
I sighed and looked at him, he continued, "How do you know Kylie West for
starters?"
I looked like a schoolgirl caught out doing something she shouldn't - yes
that really how I thought of myself, a girl, no woman is more correct!
"Tim," I started, "I'll tell you everything ok?" he looked at me in a
studied way and nodded, so I began the story of how I got involved, when
I told him about 'the pig' in my office he sucked his breath sharply and
murmured, "that explains a lot."
When I had finished he looked at me with a certain amount of respect and
said, "And Kylie, where does she come into this."
"Before I tell you Tim, could you tell me exactly who Kylie is and what
she does, and how do you know her?"
He smiled and said, "Nichola, you have an idea what Kylie does, but I
will tell you this, beneath that beautiful blond bimbo exterior there
lies the best brain in the business, she is a genius, no computer is safe
from her, it's a good job she uses her talents legally, if she decided to
use them illegally the world's computer systems wouldn't be safe - now
how do you know her?"
"It's simple really, she's engaged to a good friend of mine Carl," Tim
groaned, "I don't suppose this Carls second name is Burnley by and
chance." This caught me unawares. "Er well yes, but," Tim butted in
asking and do you know his sidekick Guy Thompson?" again I was caught out
and managed to stammer, "Er yes, he's going out with my sister - but how
do you know them?"
"Carl and Guy were in Military intelligence, I met them when the worked
for special branch, then they decided to do something else with their
lives. These guys are well connected and don't mind getting their hands
dirty - in the slightest, so how did you meet them and how are they
involved?
I told Tim how I had met them by chance while they were working at the
restaurant (this seemed like years ago) how I had dated Carl but we
parted amicably and are now just really good friends.
The I told him that when I wanted advice over the bugs in my office Carl
introduced me to Kylie and also said that they would keep a good eye on
Amy and myself.
When I had finished, Tim said, "that restaurant was involved in a money
laundering scam, as Carl and Guy were at Oxford getting on with their
'new lives' they were employed to suss the place" he said grimly, then
continued, "and they are bloody good at their work so girl, with friends
of theirs looking after you and your sister you're in good hands, they
know the best - I don't suppose you could ask the two of them if they'd
meet me somewhere?"
Somewhat surprised I answered, "Sure, I'll phone Carl now if you want me
to." He nodded, so I phoned Carl and told him what had just happened, he
asked to speak to Tim so I passed my phone to him and sat idly by while
they chatted. Finally Tim hung up saying, "Right I'll see you all
tonight." He looked at me and wryly said, "And I'll see you tonight as
well young lady, if it's ok I'll bring Dorothy."
Now I was confused and it showed as Tim explained further, "We are all
meeting up at your place like a housewarming, Kylie's making it totally
secure as only she can, we will be able to talk securely - Oh and by the
way, when I get back to the office I'm arranging for your fianc? to come
over this afternoon, so we will all be there - I assume that's ok by
you."
I must have had a smile the width of the Grand Canyon on my face, the
thought of seeing my Brett was wonderful. Tim grinned and said I thought
you would like that, I'll tell you when his flight is due in and you can
pick him up at the Airport in that new car of yours, that you're picking
up this afternoon.
I gasped. "H, h, how did you know." He simply smiled and said, "It's my
job to know, come on let's get back to work."
My mind was in turmoil; I worked on until three when I left to pick up my
new Lexus SUV. True to his word Tim had arranged Brett's flight, citing
problems with the security system so he would be using the company's Lear
jet arriving just after six at a Gatwick, I contacted Amy to tell her
about the housewarming party and she suggested a Chinese Banquet takeaway
for us all. I then told her that Brett was flying over and I would meet
him and be home after seven.
On the drive to Gatwick I was buzzing, I would be seeing Brett for the
night, have him touch and love me, my nipples were hard as diamonds at
the thought.
I parked in the area for private flights and shortly after five thirty
the Jet landed, before I et Brett I went to the Ladies to freshen up, as
I applied my lipstick and lip gloss I stared at my classic sculpted
features, my regime of hormones had given me flawless skin, the implants
left me with classic cheekbones a lovely pert nose and full inviting
lips, I felt so vain as I loved my features and loved making the best of
them.
I walked into the reception area, and there stood my love, with a squeal
I threw myself at him, all the tensions evaporating as I kissed him,
actually kissed him, feeling his arms around me was wonderful I felt so
safe and secure, how much things had changed, as a man I had no
homosexual tendencies, but now as Nichola I adored the ground this man
walked on, and simply couldn't wait for him to make love to me.
While we were driving I explained to him that I felt like I had betrayed
him, now lot's of people knew, he put his hand on my knee, I shuddered
with pleasure at this small gesture, earnestly he told me, "Nicky
darling, it's a relief to have more than us two helping on this, it could
end up getting messy" now that did alarm me, "what exactly do you mean
messy?" I queried sighing he carried on, "I'll say more when we get to
your place, but suffice to say there is a lot of money at stake and
people do strange things where money is concerned".
As we entered the city I asked him how long he was staying and where he
was staying. I was delighted when he told me he would be here for a week,
then when he got back to Italy he could make time up. As to where he was
staying he would sort that out later., "Tomorrow you mean" I corrected
him, "you are with me tonight - if that's ok?"
This time he stroked my knee and answered, "I was hoping you'd say that"
smiling happily I told him, "As much as I love you touching me, you are
distracting me driving; we'll end up in hospital soon"
He grinned and with one final intimate squeeze (which nearly caused me to
have an argument with a bus) he released my leg from his ministrations.
Me? I was all hot and flustered and my maxi pad was very damp where my
boy clittie had exploded when he was touching me.
We arrived home just before seven and were the last to arrive, It was
nice to meet Tim's wife Dorothy, Tim's wife, she was just as I expected
about the same age as Tim very attractive and elegant.
I introduced Brett to those people he didn't know and poured him a drink
I went to freshen up and took Brett's small suitcase with me, while I was
taking a quick showed I heard the door buzzer sound by the time I arrived
back the banquet had arrived.
Kylie, who had been there all afternoon with her 'team said to me,
"Nichola, your mail's on the hall table. I picked the letters up, mainly
bills and marketing garbage, then a handwritten letter - another one.
Quietly I walked back into the dining room and simply said, "Another
Letter's arrived."
The place went silent until Amy piped up, "Well open it you dummy."
Glaring at my darling sister I slit the envelope and took out the single
sheet of paper which I read out.
Hi again N,
I am so glad you have help I hope you have
Managed to access that account.
Here is some more stuff you and that gorgeous
boyfriend may find interesting; check the ownership
of the following companies.
Bimini Executive Yacht Services, based in Bermuda
and Starline Executive jets based in Tampa Fl.
This should show you who else are involved
Your Friend ---
It was totally silent when I had finished reading; Tim asked for the
letter and envelope and looked at it asking, "who the hell do you know in
Lincoln?" I shrugged and simply answered, "The same amount of people I
know in Goole where the first letter came from - no one."
Kylie broke the silence first. "Nichola, give me those names and I'll
check them out while I'm checking that bank account." Being a bit na?ve I
said, "Do you want to use my computer?"
Grinning she said, "Bloody hell no, I'll use my own, it's more suited to
what I want to do!" Then as we had finished our meal she carried on, "And
I'll take you through the system we installed."
As good as her word she showed us the system of camera's something called
blockers which apparently prevented listening devices - well listening
(if you see what I mean.
We could arm the system either using our phones, or from the inside of
the flat, she assured us that the only cameras were sited where people
could get in, bedrooms and bathrooms were clear, also we could watch the
video from the camera's on our phones, she was a genius.
Kylie left to check the stuff we had just been given, then the 'men got
down to their business, it's great being a woman, because Amy, Dorothy
and I just sat chatting away, half listening to the other conversation;
Dorothy was really nice, I said to her, "You must have the patience of a
saint putting up with Tim's line of work." She smiled gazing at Tim and
answered, "Well Nichola I have had a lot of practice." It was quite clear
from the look she gave Tim, she was very much in love with him. We the
carried on chatting about everything under the sun that women like us are
interested in.
Finally they had finished, it was after eleven, what had been decided was
Carl would send someone with Brett to assist (keep an eye on) him.
Amy and I would continue to be watched by Carl's friends, and Tim as well
as co-ordinating everything; would keep 'the pig occupied'
Everyone left except Brett and Guy, they were staying the night, Amy and
I had an agreement that the flat was our space, overnight visits by men
was fine, but only overnight, so tomorrow Brett would move to a hotel,
sounds harsh but this seemed the best way to handle things - however
consecutive overnight stays were a grey area.
We sat and talked for a while then unable to stand it I declared, "Well,
I'm for bed, I'm shattered."
Amy snorted, then seriously said to Brett, "I bet that's a load of
rubbish, she's been counting the days - anyhow c'mon Guy lets leave the
love birds and do our thing."
Brett looked confused, not used to my sister's blunt way of putting
things; I grabbed his hand and literally dragged him into my bedroom.
We reached the bedroom and I flung myself at him, kissing him, smelling
him, tasting him.
As I became more and more feminine; as the hormones coursed through my
body I noticed how tactile I had become, touching, stroking, patting now
came naturally to me, in my former life men just didn't do this!
Brett's arms slipped around my slender waist, pressing himself to me, I
could feel his glorious manhood pressing into my soft feminine belly, we
kissed passionately, our tongues entwining, gently probing, the taste of
him was driving me wild.
Even though it was my 'periods' I still used the pheromone cream Chloe
had given me, from past experience this really worked.
We finally slightly separated and I stared into his gorgeous eyes, "I
love you." I sighed. "Please say you're not mad at me," I pleaded.
He kissed the end of my nose and whispered, "How could I ever be mad at
you, I love you too much for that.
As he kissed my nose, delicious shudders ran down my spine, I managed to
whisper back, "You know, all these people knowing what you're doing."
He considered for a moment and growled, "Mmmmmmmmm, you're right, maybe I
should spank you."
This caused me to giggle coquettishly saying, "I'm not really into
spanking but if you want to, here I am! Ready and waiting."
He chuckled and quickly grabbed me saying, "neither am I, so I'll tickle
you!" with that he grabbed me, and with me shrieking I fell onto the bed
trying to fend him off.
Of course the tickling became kissing and caressing, I totally abandoned
myself to him, getting my hands under his T shirt I felt the wonderful
warm masculine skin of his chest, ran my fingers over is defined muscles
lifting the shirt up his body until he had to remove it.
As he propped himself above me he circled my breast, causing me to
shudder in pleasure, his circles gradually got smaller until then
concentrated on my wonderfully sensitive nipples, I moaned and thrust my
breast upwards wanting more, he took the hint and removed my thin tunic
quickly followed by my bra, now he had full access to my wonderful
breasts.
He gently kissed my nipples, I moaned gently as the feelings coursed
through my body to the very centre of my being, now he began licking and
teasing with his teeth I shuddered as my orgasm hit me, totally I was
his.
Reaching between us I could feel his manhood straining in his jeans.
"Sweetheart," I whispered, "let's undress ----- please darling."
I mewled as he left my breasts along and moved, I unfastened my jeans as
I lay on the bed, lifting my hips I slid my jeans and panties off in one
movement, maxi pad and all, my tiny boy clittie was exposed for him to
see, but he was used to it, as he approached the bed again his rampant
manhood shuddered with each step, I had to touch and taste him, rolling
to the side I sat up and reached for his quivering shaft, I was
mesmerised by the livid purple head, glistening with pre cum, licking my
lips in anticipation my tongue traced a path around his livid shaft, I
kissed him tasting the pre cum then my lips closed around his shaft and
my head bobbed as I took more and more of his love shaft into my soft,
eager, warm mouth.
I heard my lover moan which spurred me I increased the vacuum and sucked
for all I was worth, moving back up his shaft, smelling his man smell,
tasting the salty pre cum.
Soon I was in a rhythm, giving maximum suction to his wonderful love
shaft., "Oh god Nichola, Oh God I can't hold on" his hands were on my
head, holding, guiding then I felt him tense and then he shuddered as his
sperm was released into my waiting mouth, it seemed like there was
gallons of it and I was determined to swallow it all.
His orgasm subsided and as I lapped his shaft clean he tried to move me
away, but I was determined, I was only going to move when I was ready.
Finally I moved, kissing my way up his manly body, kissing and licking
finding his mouth, as our lips met his stubble rasped against my soft
skin, I could feel his hands wandering over my body, I wanted to feel him
in my very core, but knew it would take him sometime to recover,
meanwhile he laid me on the bed and started kissing me all over, I was
shuddering in passion, thanking god that the hormones had made me orgasm
like a woman, I never got hard now, but the pressure of my orgasms and my
multiple orgasms were far better than the primeval release a man has.
He caressed my clittie making me moan in passion, and writhe in ecstasy,
the part of my mind that was not drown in passion blessed Gwen (my
hypnotherapist) for the hypnotic suggestion in my mind that made me feel
the sensations a lusty sexy woman has, though this does sometimes have a
little downside as I do get - er vocal, I'm not a screamer (thank god)
but I am a moaner and whimperer and sometimes Brett tells me I'm a
grunter which sound horrible but he assures me he loves it.
I was certainly moaning when he too my clittie into his mouth, playing
and sucking it, my hips were writhing and humping as I as I orgasmed, as
my orgasms intensified I urgently wanted to feel him fill my body, to
feel him thrust into me.
I managed to ask him to make love to me, begged him to fill my body with
his love shaft.
Licking his way back up my body, I willingly spread my legs and purred in
pleasure as he positioned himself between my legs, my soft feminine legs,
I moaned in passion as he lubricated me, gently inserting his finger
which made me buck in pleasure, then he gently kissed me as I slid my
hand between our writhing bodies, taking his shaft in my soft hands I
guided him to the core of my being as he pressed there was a slight
resistance then my muscles relaxed and he filled my body.
I shuddered in pleasure as I felt his balls rest against my soft pliable
body, I cupped his face and softly kissed him, whispering, "I'm such a
lucky girl, that feels soooooooooo good."
He smiled gently at me, a smile that was full of love and more, he
whispered, "You are one very special girl, and all mine."
I nodded in satisfaction and he started to thrust into me, slowly
building his intensity, rapidly building me orgasms, soon I was giving
voice as orgasms racked my body, I lost all track of time, all track of
my orgasms, he was the centre of my world and him filling my very core
was my universe.
I felt my lover shudder and then I could feel him release his seed into
my body, every time this happened I felt a moment of regret that I was
not a real woman, as I wanted his children so very, very badly, but this
passed as I knew giving birth was impossible, even after my operation,
sadly I could not give him a child.
He lay on top of me totally spent, I loved this time after making love,
the pressure of my partner on me made me feel ------- well fulfilled.
Soon that wonderful shaft of his softened and slipped out, he took his
weight again and kissed me deeply and passionately whispering, "I love
you so much, I'm so glad we met."
Smiling up at him I stroked his short hair and told him, "It's me that's
the lucky one, finding someone like you who will accept me as I am."
Once more we kissed passionately then he rolled off me, I snuggled into
him, loving the closeness, I gave a long sigh, looking at me Brett asked,
"What's the matter?"
"Oh," I said, "it's just me being silly, wishing we could go to bed like
this every night." "Every night," he exclaimed, "you'll work me to an
early grave having sex like that every night - remember I'm only a man,
not a superwoman like you!"
Giggling I playfully punched him in the ribs which caused a play fight,
of course I let him win to appease his male ego, then after kissing some
more we settled down to sleep.
Once he was breathing regularly I disentangled myself from his arms and
went to clean myself, after douching I put a clean pad on my sexy crimson
silk shorty nighty, and slipped into bed, I lay for a while just looking
at him sleeping, finally I snuggled into his arms and drifted off to
sleep.
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