Kari's wish Ch. 01
Keywords: Kari's, Ch., 01, wish,
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I have been living under this preconception that people think I am gay. I guess it's my knowledge of fashion and wine, and my disinterest in sports. Rather than a cheeseburger and fries, I was much happier with salads and yogurt.
I was rather skinny and poorly developed as a man. I only stood to 5'6", and had a frail feminine frame. My hands were slight and I had long slender fingers. I could easily wear rings that fit many children and my high school girlfriends. I had shaved my head a few years ago because of balding. I liked the idea of being hairless so I shaved my entire body regularly.
Growing up I just thought I would grow out of it. That football and hockey would take up my weekends and weeknights watching TV, drinking with the guys and slapping the waitress' ass as she walked past. But it never came to fruition. Here I loved things like chiffon and the latest celebrity gossip.
But I wasn't gay. There was nothing more I wanted than to fuck women. My attraction to them was overwhelming. Guys were never a big appeal for me. I found some men cute, especially Latin men, but those were wild thoughts. Although I was one of them, I certainly couldn't be attracted to them unless it was one hot guy. I finally succumb to the fact that I was a scrawny skinny white boy that couldn't get a date.
After college things got tougher. Women wanted more macho rather than scrawny and I spent most of my time with nerds and drop outs who would befriend anyone. I let the best years of college fall away and spent more time by myself than with anyone else.
After college, I worked at telephone help center for a well known credit card company. I worked the graveyard shift and my life settled into an existence by myself. I would go to work, come home and make a quick dinner, sleep during the day then get up and do it all over again.
That was until I met Kari. When she started working the graveyard shift, the rest of us were a tad confused. Mostly it was the nerds and unattractive peons of the company that worked through the night hours. But Kari was not just beautiful, she was breath-taking.
Kari was African-American and her skin was a golden brown that seem to shimmer. She had an amazing body, a great hour glass look to her waist with an ass and legs to go with it. She enjoyed being girly which I loved about her. She was always in a skirt or dress with pantyhose and heels. I knew she loved to show off her body because everything fit tight to show off her figure.
She had long curly black hair that had been highlighted with blonde streaks that gave her a young hip look. She was always wearing gold jewelry and a ring on just about every finger, except on the one that counted. She was right out of college and explained that her father was one of the executives in the company. She didn't feel comfortable working during the day while he was there, so she took the graveyard.
I didn't mind the eye candy and they sat her right next to my workstation. All I had to do was lean back in my chair and I could see her in the station next to mine. I loved to have her next to me. We struck up a quick friendship and could talk about our favorite topics, celebrities and fashion magazines. We would sometimes talk about her boyfriend, Clark.
"Oh Kevin," Kari said as we finished our giggling about a coworker's choice in clothing. "You make the perfect girlfriend."
"What do you mean Kari?" I was surprised at this comment, not sure why it pissed me off.
"Well," she seemed confused, "aren't you, um, are you gay?"
"No," I said, resigned to the fact that this whole time she thought I was one of the girls.
"Oh, Kevin I am so sorry."
"It's okay." I was a tad peeved, but those comments followed me my whole life. I guess I felt bitter about it.
"I never knew a straight guy can love salads for lunch and be interested in books and movies rather than football." Kari seemed to know that she had done something that upset me and returned to her workstation.
We didn't talk for a few days after that and I felt that I had turned her off. The weekend was around the corner so I thought I could avoid her until then. And on Friday I stayed away from Kari for most of the day.
It was a shame too because she looked ravishing when I saw her walk in that day. She wore a pink and white satin skirt, about knee length. She had on a matching white blouse and a dark pink jacket. Her legs looked perfect in white nylons and white heels.
It was early morning Saturday nearing the end of our shift, when we finally spoke. Kari leaned back in her seat and got my attention as the phones began to slow.
"So Kevin," she said quietly. "I was wondering if you can give me a ride home. Clark dropped me off at work but I have no way to get home."
"Sure," I said. I could smell her perfume as she spoke to me and it was drawing me in to her attraction. I couldn't tell if this was going to be an uncomfortable errand or not.
When our shift was over I cleaned my station for the day crew and pulled together my things. I turned and there Kari stood, as beautiful as can be. I felt a moment of lust for her at that moment as she smiled at me. I just wish she didn't have a boyfriend.
We walked to my car and I helped her in and took in the sight of her long slender legs getting into my car. I settled into the driver seat and started to drive as Kari gave directions. At every chance I could get, I took a look at her legs as we navigated toward her apartment.
Kari's apartment was an upscale luxury home. She invited me in for a few minutes just until her boyfriend was set to arrive home, she had said. I didn't see the harm in it, besides I was starting to feel our friendship begin to take hold again on the drive back.
She was defiantly getting some money from dad because every piece of furniture was expensive and beautiful. From the white leather couch in the living room to her four post king bed in the bedroom, it dripped of money and affluence. It was not like my studio apartment with broken chairs and mismatched furniture.
Kari offered me some coffee and I declined. I was feeling horny the entire time I was in her home. The smell of the apartment, the texture of her furniture, everything just made my senses overload. I could feel my cock get a chubby as she sat on the couch next to me. She hadn't changed into sweats or jeans. She was still in her skirt and nylons.
We talked for awhile as she sat closer and closer to me until her sexy legs were next to mine. This was both disturbing and wanted. I couldn't keep my eyes off her beautiful legs and the smell of her perfume was beginning to be intoxicating. Our conversation turned into flirting and I was hoping her boyfriend wasn't coming home soon.
Kari touched my leg and I didn't try to stop her. At one point she had crossed her one of her legs over mine and I instinctively put my hand on her soft silky legs. My cock was growing into a full hard on as we giggled, talked, and touched. Her hands where on my lap, feeling my thighs. I was enjoying the attention.
"Mmm, you do like women don't you," Kari said with a wide smile.
All I could do was feel her legs up under her skirt and smile back. Her legs were soft, smooth, and very muscular. She must be a runner I thought. There was not a blemish or a bruise on her legs, and I wanted the feel farther up her thighs.
"Oh you better stop Kevin," Kari said and she stopped my hands and stood. "I don't want to go too far, not yet anyway."
"Oh," I replied. "What to you mean 'not yet'?"
"There was an attraction to you when I thought you were gay." Kari walked into the kitchen as she talked and came out with a bottle of wine. "I been having this fantasy and I can't get it out of my head."
"You want to do it with a gay guy?" I asked, I bit shocked.
"Not exactly, I wanted to be with a girl that also had a penis."
I took a moment to soak this information in. It had shocked me to my very core. I wasn't a girl, I may have acted gay or not been interested in other things that men do, but that didn't make me a woman I thought. But when I looked at Kari who was pouring wine in two glasses seemed to have just let out a secret, and seemed very vulnerable at that moment.
"I know it's a strange and unusual request but the moment I met you I thought I could mold you into a woman." Kari looked at me with the biggest doe-eyes as she handed me a glass of ruby wine.
"Kari," I stammered, "I, well… I don't think… It's just a lot of thinking. You are a beautiful, sexy woman. And well, I don't know if I could be that."
Kari took a long sip of her wine and looked for the words she wanted to use.
"You seem like a great guy, and I could take care of you all along the way, you can be as macho as you want when I am not around, but around me you will be a woman. And I would not be able to resist a lover like that." Just the mere thought made my knees weak. "Would you try it?"
My head was swimming as I gulp a large swallow of wine, hoping that would bring on an answer. As much as it would be humiliating to become a girl, the fact that it would bring pleasure to Kari made it seem easy enough.
"What do you mean by take care of me?" I asked.
"Well, you could quit your job, live here." Kari seemed relieved I hadn't left screaming and arms flailing out the door. "You could be my girlfriend here, a roommate. I make more than enough for the both of us."
It was another revelation that confused me, but I started to consider it. I hated my job, my crappy studio apartment, and my life as a guy was a disappointment. Here I had a stunning beauty that told me her fantasy of having a special girlfriend and she was willing to take me in and start my life anew.
I felt that if I didn't do it that I would hurt Kari's feelings. I didn't want to do that, I was falling for her. I knew a man like me would not have a chance with a girl like Kari. And if I was going to do it, it had to happen now.
"What do I have to do?"
Kari jumped and squealed, nearly knocking over both our wines.
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Keywords: Kari's, Ch., 01, wish,