Chapter 5- Unforgettable evening.
I hold out my hand and he places his left hand in mine, we head down to the lobby of the hotel and a thought hits me.
"Its still early, why dont we go to the lounge of the restaurant and get some champange?"
K, stop near the elevator doors and grins a lopsided grin at me, smoking hot eyes and heaving chest allows me to give a quick look at his gorgeous body, that seems to be hugged by the dark , silk dress.
"Why not, I hate to waste a good look and we have quite an hour before we have to go to the school, though will that fortuner of yours make it to the opening of the hallroom at 20h00?"
I look at my wallet and keys , toyota stamped on the key alarm. With a smile directed at this more girl boy thats standing in front of me and I laugh. "Ever, seen that movie, Pretty woman? That car he has in the beginning of the movie?"
I hold out my right arm for his hand and press the button for the elevator. K frowns up at me and he frowns his perfectly tweased eyebrows. I notice that some girls sometimes over tweeze or over pencil their faces, somehow not getting the synergy of their faces. On my right hand side the synergy of k's perfectly tweased eyebrows is furrowed in a frown, somehowit feels like its far out of allignment with the complete feminine look of his face.
"I never got the oppertunity to watch it, is it any good?" he glances at his dolphin diamond ring and his eyes become glossy for a moment. I gently squeeze the side of his arm entwined in mine.
"Well the lead character is Julia roberts a prostitute that meets this rich man that drives a , i think, mazzeratti of equisite design. Well thats how they meet as she decides to tell him where his house is. What brought that up for me now is that you look so divine and wonderfull that there is a scene in the movie where they both sit in a lounge when he plays piano. Or the moment he sees her dressed up for the first time, this is how I feel about you. A forever moment that will never be forgotten."
The elevator arrives and i allow my date to enter first , giving me a small pleasure as his jasmine scent twirls around my eyes and nose, his behind a delightfull sight. Another older couple races to the doors , the man around sixty and the woman well advanced, but looking stunning as one can allow time to treat a woman well. i hold the door and allow them to enter,
"Thank you young man, we almost have to wait ten minutes most times for a elevator to arrive." The lady says, and the old man looks at K with a hunger in his eyes that a starving man have for a delightfull pudding, he gives me a knowing look saying -thats a delight that i want to ravish-.
K smiles at the old man and bends towards me, his right manicured hand reaching my neck , pulling me closer and he gives me a kiss, his tongue snaking into me with a passion born of sheer sex. His tongue twirls around mine, pulling mine into his with a sucking so great i almost rip his silk dress of right there, but K breaks the kiss gently and fast, touching the side of his unsmeared lipstick, giving them a smile. "He just asked me to marry him, so i feel i cannot get my hands of him." he points at the ring on his finger, a smile allowing his face to glitter as a star in the night. The couple blush differently and I sneak my arm around his small waist.
As we descend more and more men join the elevator, all glaring and ogling K in his femininity , but K hugs me closer every man that comes inside. I reckon the forty floors we are descending will not stop him from almost being skin on skin with me. I bend down and whisper next to his ear,
"Relax, they want to ravish you more than any sex doll they ever could dream off."
K sighs deeply and his small stature rises as the boy next to him cant keep his eyes off the slit on K's left leg, giving a glimpse of a sexy leg. K gives me a -youre the sexiest hottest person in the world smile- and all slinks his right hand into mine, fingers entwined through mine. His manicure, gently tickling me, his right hand holds the outside of my left hand, her index finger tracing the inside of my palm.
"Too bad Chris gets to go home with me boys, " says K as we exit on the lounge floor, another passionate kiss with his hand snaked around my head pulling me closer to his uplifted hairstyle, making him look older and sexier than all the women around. He winks at the closing doors and a laugh escapes my lips.
"Well played my love." I squeeze his hand , which is magically back inside my left hand, softly. How a sexual creature allow me to loose time, seconds?
We enter throught the golden doors, reminiscent of the Titanic doors to the dining room, to my left is a bar, with a oak round table around a flowing fountain, lights gleaming around the busy bottles, three bartenders attending to those that are sitting on high chairs near the counter. To the right side is tables, set up two and four seats each with candles in the centre. A few couples are enjoying a meal , some with children and some without. Near the tall windows, stretching the length of the ground to roof giving a view of the setting sun, is couches the size of small arm chairs, small coffee tables facing the outside of the building. I draw K to the left side of the windows One of the couches seem to be able to allow two people to sit.
K sits down smoothing his dress and crossing a left leg over a right leg, heels peeking out. I sit on his right, my heart hammering as the combination of light allows me to drink in his beauty.
"I hope you will never grow tired of me staring at you, K?"
He turns from the sunset and look at me with a smile on his face, "Compliments from you is like nectar to a honey bee, delicious edible words. Now while we wait, tell me more about what you have done with your life since we last met."
I lean forward putting both my hand on his cheeks, looking deeply into his eyes. I lean for ward, my nose touching his much smaller button one. I tilt my head to the right and breathe in his sweetness. His lips allowing me to imagine nothing fuller and perfect than this. He closes his gorgeous eyes and opens his lips, reveal great teeth. I gently bite his bottom lip sneaking my tongue into his. It is said that a kiss could be greater than sex if done correctly, two tongues connecting in ways that souls entwine when people are in love. I suck his tongue, into mine then blow it out, i explore the tip of his tongue with mine and then we kiss more deeply as he moans, his own hands pulling my neck further to him.
"I love you, K." i pull away reluctantly and he moans deeply. For a moment i feel his pulse beating ferociously next to my left hand. Never have i dreamt about a perfect kiss. This boy his lips red, glistening and eye lashes beckoning me, making me want to just forever kiss him.
Without opening his eyes, he leans his head next to my cheek,"Ok, that was the first time anyone ever kissed me so incredibly fantastic."
A small cough from the right comes from an elegantly dressed waiter, his eyes also drinking in k like a drowning man. "Good evening Lady and sir, what may i get you this evening?"
K shakes himself, adjusting his dress and left leg, I know that his own penis aching for some action just as mine is screaming at me in my own pants."Please tell my fiance that if he kisses me this passionately before my reunion, i might never want to leave the hotel." K says, a grin directed at the waiter.
I look at both of them in turn."Honestly , blame the fiance. When his girl speak volumes with just a wink of her eyes? Yes, I am sure its all my fault. But, my dear Brian, waiter , please bring me a bottle of champange as we are celebrating a reunion of hearts and the bonding of our love."
He chooses to say nothing and nods at both of us, his dark features, reminischent of Terry Shields' friend joseph. I remember a time when some of my friends went to do some waitering in nearby restaurants.
"K, my love, why do i feel like ravishing you everytime i see you dressed so greatly?"
He stops pulling my left hand into his lap, his left leg and right leg no longer folded. A few centimeters above his own pantied penis. "When i was in school , i would observe how you dismissed the barbie doll types in our class, even when you looked at the boys you seemed to frown at the pretty boys, but not give them attention. With my braces and boyish glasses, I was far from any of those two extremes, but i vowed that I will do my best to present you with the most sexiest being of two worlds. Even though sometimes i try to be different than others, there are those moments when I definately feel feminine and boyish together. Mind if it wasnt for the hormones that I was taking, i would probably be the one fucking your brains out. I went from magazines to courses, to wearing dresses for hours in my bedroom in highschool hoping to perfect myself for you."
As he relates I cant help smile at my k in a frilly dress trying to do homework as his penis tickles his legs.
"Well the result is what you see. You remember 20th of November, the year before our final matric dance, you came over to my house and my braces where removed? The hour before you came I was wearing barbie doll high school- nicole- i think she was called,
wedding look alike dress, perfectly made up face and wig on. Ready to declare my undying love to you, when you phoned me?"
I frown for a moment and my eyes stare off into the ocean. I remember that day when i received the news that my father had passed away and that I had called K.K to apologise for not coming over for movie night. The week after that I left for a european tour with my mother and after that I joined the police force. Mom went on to make millions in cosmetic sales and stock bonds.
"Oh no, did i break your heart?"
K gently smiles at my heart and then looks up at me with tears in his eyes. "No, cause my mom found out on that night, a geeky 12 year old boy dressed to the nines and good looking at that. We spoke for hours about how much i was in love with you, but she said that now was not the greatest time for us meeting. She received the call from your dads commanding officer stating that the shootout was accidental. After that, my mom, a stunner and role model of note, taught me all the tricks to entice my husband. You. She tried to convince me that I will find other loves to make me feel complete, but I told her that the time we spend in the Library and times you spend talking to me, cemented my heart loving you. This outer look, is the reflection of what I want you to have in a wife, friend, lover and male friend."
I sit back and really look at this vision. How much have I felt a connection with K.K? Did I love the geeky kid that challanged me in all aspects of life? I remember that kid talking in ways far beyond that of a normal 12 year old. Did i have feelings for him? Now i can say that the past connects this present and I resoundlingly say, "Yes, yes and again yes. But is this what you want? To stay a girl/boy for the rest of your life?"
He is prevented from answering as Brian brings a silver bowl with ice and champagne for us. We sip and toast to our future as K stops for a second to ponder my question.
(End of chapter 5, as always feedback is welcome and I appcreciate good feedback. _K is for everyone to Enjoy and this is a story of love.)