A Safe Space Ch. 03

Alex opened the door and Brad was met with miasma of perfume. He took in how Alex as dressed and swallowed hard; it was amazing how much Alex looked like Monika but that dress, those nylons and those heels! Monika would never dress that way. Brad looked at Alex appreciatively and Alex stood in the doorway and let him; unconsciously posing like a model.

"Yes sir; may I help you?" Alex smiled cheekily at him and Brad returned her smile.

"You know why I'm here Alexis," Brad said.

Alex appreciated that Brad used her full name but she was not letting him off that easily.

"The last time you were here you said that quote: you and your fucking sister are fucking dead to me! I never want to see either of you again, unquote. Then you bullied Monika online," Alex tapped her toe.

Her arm remained extended across the door preventing Bradley from entering.

"She gave as good as she got!" Brad bristled.

"Oh I'd say she did better than that Brad. I'd say that she outed you for the philandering little shit that you are," Alex grinned at him.

"You should talk! She's your sister and you let me... you let me..." Brad trailed off, his face red with embracement.

"I let you what Brad?" Alex gave him a coquettish smile.

"You let me kiss you and stuff," his embarrassment escalated.

"And stuff? I think you were the one who forced me to do the 'and stuff'" Alex was having fun teasing Brad.

"Are you going to let me in?" Brad whined.

"Are you going to behave yourself?" Alex teased.

"Yes of course!" Brad's temper flared.

"Well in that case I'm not letting you in. Where's the fun in that," Alex made to close the door, enjoying the shocked look on Brad's face.

She started to laugh and opened the door wide.

"Of course you can come in Brad. I was just fucking with you," Alex beckoned him inside.

She could see the emotions churning on Brad's face. He was not used to being messed around with by women. It was he who monkeyed about with them! But she could also see that Brad was besotted with her. He hadn't stopped looking her up and down since he had arrived. She stepped aside to let him in.

Brad followed Alex into the open-plan lounge, all the time staring at her legs, sheathed in those gorgeous black stockings with the seam running up the back of them. He knew that they were stockings not pantyhose because he could see the gauzy welts every now and then because Alexis' dress was so short. He also checked out her ass. It wasn't as plump and rounded as Monika's but it was still magnificent and that dress clung to her buns.

"Drink?" Alex pointed to a white leather four-seater and indicted Brad should sit.

He sat down and nodded and contemplated what his next move should be. Brad was nervous and that was unlike him. He was usually confident and commanded the conversation but there were so many questions and so many thoughts churning in his brain.

Alex was making drinks at the bar. He found her beguiling and so different to her male alter ego. She was confident, sophisticated and articulate; all the things that Alexander was not.

"So this is you now? I mean this how you're going to live now? I mean... shit... I'm sorry... I mean you have transformed into this other person," Brad stumbled and fumbled as he tried to make conversation.

Alex smiled at him and walked over to the settee carrying the drinks. Brad noticed that she had long acrylic nails painted blood-red to match her lipstick. She handed him a drink and sat down beside him, smoothing her skirt under her in a very ladylike way. Brad noticed that she seemed even more naturally feminine than the first time he had met her. She seemed very comfortable in her new skin.

"I told you Brad that I have yet to make up my mind as to how far I intend take my transformation. I don't know if I'll alter my body or not but as I said to you before I feel like who I'm destined to be when I'm presenting as Alexis. There is no part of Alexander left inside me except his intellect," Alex explained.

"And besides me, only Monika knows about this? What about your gardener and housemaid; they are here all the time?" Brad sounded anxious.

"Gloria and Carlos know but no one else does. And what are they going to say and who are they going to say it to? They are well paid loyal servants and know that the Dupree family has the power to see that they never work again if they cross us but we'd never use that threat openly of course," Alex explained.

"You know you look so much like Monika but you're so different too. You really are beautiful," Brad grinned at her bashfully.

"Well thank you for the complement," Alex extended her drink and they clinked glasses.

"And you haven't told Monika about what we did?" Brad's cheeks burned deep red.

Alex sighed; she'd rather not have this conversation. Besides if Brad knew what she and Monika had done, her little dalliance with Brad would pale into insignificance.

"Brad I stayed out of your online war with Monika. You know that. I want anonymity so why would I tell anyone about our... encounter. Your secret is safe and you can regret that it ever happened knowing that nobody knows that it did," Alex took a sip of her gin and tonic.

"I didn't say that I regret that it ever happened," Brad's cheeks were burning again.

"You regretted it instantly. You called me a faggot and threatened me," Alex said dryly.

"I know and I'm sorry. I was confused. I was stupid. I was homophobic and transphobic," Brad sighed.

"Yet you are still terrified that I will tell someone what we did," Alex smiled at him a little snarkily.

"It's because you're Monika's sister," Brad protested.

"Brad. You've been fucking Monika's girlfriends. Even when you two were together you were fucking her girlfriends so why would it make any difference if it got out that you had also fucked her sister? Isn't that what you and your friends do at the footy? Swap stories about who has committed the most heinous act on a girl? Fucking your girlfriend's sister would be right up there I reckon," Alex took another sip of her drink and drilled Brad with her stare.

He put his head in his hands and studied his feet.

"Monika told me about your 'dirtiest deed' contest. Admit it. You couldn't tell anyone because I'm trans and you're worried they'd call you a homo," Alex said, a little triumph in her tone.

"But you want anonymity anyway," Brad countered.

"Yes that's right. But you didn't hold back to protect me, your held back to protect yourself," Alex whispered.

"Brad raised his head and gazed into Monika's emerald green eyes and felt himself drowning in them.

"You really are beautiful. I can't stop thinking about you. I can't stop thinking about what we did. It turns me on so much," Brad admitted.

"Yes I was churlish and said those horrible things last time I was here but that was because this is all new to me. I've never been with a trans girl before and I panicked. I thought I was somehow punishing you. Using you to get back at Monika but now I realise that I fucked up the opportunity to be your friend," Brad sighed.

Alex couldn't help but laugh.

"You popped my panties Brad. We didn't fuck. You're not gay. Yes I liked what we did but I'm not besotted with you. You are simply the first boy I have ever been with," Alex said coolly.

"And you don't want to be my friend Brad. You're back here for more of the same, admit it," Alex patted his knee.

"Well I guess both things are true," Brad couldn't help but smile.

That smile had broken many a girl's heart and Alex was no exception.

She leaned in and kissed him.

"You're secret is safe with me Brad because we both have secrets to keep. Now what do you think of these stockings?" Alex extended a leg so that Brad could appreciate it.

He ran his fingers along her leg and leaned in and kissed her. Alex was comfortable with Brad's mouth, they had kissed passionately before and it was just how she remembered it. He was a good kisser and he used his tongue expertly while his hand softly stroked her legs, his fingers tracing the backseam on her stockings.

This time his hand didn't stop at the welt when it disappeared under her dress, it continued on to her silky panties searching for something that wasn't there. Alex was a little surprised at Brad's bold move but her cock was uncomfortably hard, pressed along her perineum and she wriggled a little and let is spring free, all the time kissing Brad passionately.

Brad touched Alexis' penis through the gauzy material of her panties and cautiously felt the outline of the appendage. Alex could sense his hesitancy and she understood why. She reciprocated and pulled at Brad's trousers and there was an awkward moment while they broke apart and Brad stripped down to his jockey shorts and Alex took off her dress.

After ruining her expensive satin evening gown during their previous encounter there was no way she was going to ruin this dress!

Brad gasped when he saw Alex dressed in the red satin bustier with the garters attached to those magnificent stockings. This was his fantasy. Alex looked gorgeous and sexy with her blonde hair, heavy makeup and fuck-me heels; he wasn't even repulsed by the bulge in her panties, in fact it fascinated him.

He pulled her down into his embrace and they rolled around on the couch, kissing, fondling and canoodling. Alex's tongue invaded her mouth and his hands were everywhere: stroking her legs, squeezing her buttocks and sometimes stroking her cock through her panties. Alex responded accordingly and she stroked Brad's cock, feeling the precum leaking from the eye in a continual dribble. She used the viscous fluid to lubricate his shaft and slowly stroked him as he gasped into her mouth.

She was glad that she had taken her dress off because Brad's pre-ejaculate was getting everywhere. He moved her hand out of the way and rubbed his cock on her stockings and rings of intense pleasure radiated from his cock. He had wanted to do this for so long with Monika but she was far from his thoughts. His only thoughts were of Alex and how beautiful and desirable she was and how desperately he wanted her.

Their kisses were becoming frantic and Brad guided his cock to Alex's panties and he rubbed it there, pressing it against Alex's cock through her panties. Her panties soon became soaked in precum and Alex had a wicked thought. She wondered what Brad's precum would taste like?

He grumbled when she broke their embrace but when she dropped to her knees on the floor and put her head in his lap his whining soon stopped.

Alex looked up at Brad and grinned at him wickedly and he looked down at the beautiful young woman on her knees holding his cock inches away from her ruby-red lips and his heart skipped a beat. Alex licked her lips seductively and gazed at Brad's cock, the shaft was girded by blue veins, the skin translucent, the head bulbous and pink, a clear droplet of pre-ejaculate formed at the eye.

Alex tentatively extended her tongue and licked the bubble of precum off the tip of Brad's penis and he nearly came. It tasted clean and salty and then Alex put Brad's cock in her mouth. It was first time she had ever sucked a cock but she'd watched plenty of crossdressers do it online and it instantly became an instinctive skill.

She closed her mouth on the shaft and worked her tongue on the flange of Brad's cock and lapped at his fraenulum and felt his cock judder in her mouth and heard him groan. His hands went to her head and he entwined his fingers in her hair but he wasn't rough. He gently guided her mouth up and down on his cock and Alex enjoyed him doing so.

She freed her cock from her panties and began to stroke it in time with her fellation. As her head bobbed up and down on Brad's hard rod, she moved her hand accordingly along her own cock. Brad was mewling and moaning as Alex used her soft lips to suckle his shaft and her wet silky tongue to slather at his glans. He was going to come soon and he was tempted to push her away but it was just too sublime.

Alex felt Brad's cock begin to throb and pulse in her mouth and she sensed that he was about to ejaculate so she sucked it harder and faster and lashed his glans with her tongue.

Brad held her head still and fucked her face as he unloaded stream after stream of hot, viscous semen into her pretty mouth and Alex savoured the salty, musky issue and swallowed most of it but saved some to relish, as her own orgasm exploded and she spewed her spend onto the black Italian tiles that her mother cared so much about.

Alex sucked very drop from Brad's cock and held some of it in her mouth until his penis began to become flaccid. She jumped up on the couch and pressed herself to Brad and kissed him, spitting his remaining semen into his mouth.

She expected him to be repulsed. It was a test. But he relished the taste of his own issue then spat it back into Alex's mouth. They kissed passionately and Brad's hands went to her legs and played with them and Alex delighted in the feel of his hands rubbing her diaphanous stockings on her soft skin. His hand drifted upwards and was surprised to find that Alex was once again engorged. Rather than pulling his hand away he stroked her cock until it was rock hard. Alex took Brad's semi-hard cock in her fingers and improved his erection.

They kissed and fondled and stroked each other until they were both close to coming again and then Brad surprised Alex even further when he wrestled her into a 69 position with her underneath him and he sucked her cock while she sucked his. He stroked her legs while he sucked her penis and Alex really enjoyed it and of course so did Brad. In fact he enjoyed it so much that he ejaculated a second helping of semen into Alex's mouth at exactly the same time that she exploded into his.

They spent the evening on the couch, kissing, caressing and canoodling. Both too spent to orgasm a third time but it was a very pleasant evening.

Brad and Alex drank more vodka and he kept apologising for being a prick until Alex got sick of hearing it and told him so shut up. Then he started to become sentimental as the alcohol took effect. He told Alex how much he desired her and how much he respected and admired her. Alex knew that many a girl had heard these same supplications from Bradley Brody and she treated them accordingly.

She showed him to the door just after midnight and promised him that she would see him again but she was actually unsure if she ever would.

If she wanted a toy boy she had one; that was for sure.

She slept soundly that night, her dreams pleasant and undisturbed.

*****

Besides practicing her makeup skills and putting on fashion shows for herself in the evenings, lazing around the pool listening to music and compulsively masturbating during the day, Alex had a daily exercise routine to keep in shape. She started doing yoga and bought herself some Lorna Jayne tights and tops to do it in. Of course she would do the yoga on the lawn beside the pool patio so she could tease Carlos. She knew that he was fascinated by how she created a smooth pubis in her tights and Alex spent a lot of time in yoga positions that showed off her buttocks and crotch.

Then she would change into her swimsuit and do laps of the pool until she was exhausted. She'd lay down beside the pool until her energy returned and then she'd do another set of laps and finish off with a series of pushups and sit-ups.

Afternoons were reserved for sipping wine; by the pool if it was sunny, inside watching Netflix if the weather was inclement. Alex was going through a bottle of wine a day and also drinking vodka in the evening. She decided to make two days a week alcohol-free to prove to herself that she was not dependent. Many of the kids at school started to binge when they turned eighteen and Alex didn't want to become like them.

During one of her weekly phone calls with her mother, Susan told Alex that she was extending her stay in Bali for two weeks and then flying onto LA to tend to some business. She did not tell Alex that she was taking her German toy-boy with her. Alex became upset because she desperately wanted to come out to her mother. She told her mother that it was important that they meet up face to face and Susan told Alex to get on a plane to Denpasar or it would have to wait until she returned to Sydney.

The thought of travelling overseas presenting enfemme terrified Alex and alternatively the thought of becoming Alexander again once again just to travel was repugnant and she wouldn't do it. She begrudgingly told her mother that her news could wait until her mother returned from her travels.

The next day was one of Alexis' alcohol-free days but she broke her promise and after doing her yoga she began drinking. She had changed into her brilliant-white swimsuit and put on her makeup hoping that looking pretty would distract her from her angst and frustration.

As usual Carlos found a reason to trim the hedges near the pool patio even though he had only trimmed them two days earlier. He spied on Alex while she was doing her yoga and stretched and preened before she dove into the pool and then he watched her when she climbed out; her tight white spandex swimsuit clinging to her body. Gloria had the day off so his sexual release would have to come in the form of masturbation. Watching Alex parade around in her swimsuit put some images in his wank-bank for later.

Carlos didn't mind that Alex only had small breasts. He knew they were some sort of prosthesis. Gloria had huge tits and he got his fill of them when they engaged in their trysts, he thought that being flat-chested actually enhanced Alex's unique sex appeal. As usual he was drawn to her pubis. How did she hide her genitals in such a way that her crotch looked just like a woman's? He would like to find out.

Carlos noticed that Alex was drinking early and drinking heavy, she stumbled on her high heeled sandals when she went inside to get her cigarettes. She seldom smoked and almost never smoked in front of the help. She lay on the sun lounge smoking and drinking listening to Adele on the sound system and eventually Carlos had to move on; he'd spent too much time snipping at the same hedge.

He decided to get the hand mower and clip the grass at the back of the patio. It was an ornamental lawn where Alex liked to put her yoga mat to do her yoga routine and it was lush and green and Susan insisted that it be hand mown. Carlos didn't mind; pushing the hand mower was therapeutic and he didn't want to start a noisy motor-mower and ruin Alexis' serenity. Also it was an excuse to perv on her.

He heard the scream and the splashing and at first thought that it was Alex messing about until he realised that she had fallen into the pool. Usually a strong swimmer, Alex was flailing around in the deep end and was obviously in trouble. The wine had got the better of her and she had tripped and stumbled into the pool and caught unaware she had taken a mouthful of chlorinated water.

Carlos kicked off his boots, ripped off his shirt and dove in the pool.

Alex struggled against him as drowning people were want to do but she was no match for his strength. He managed to hold her against him and swam sidestroke into the shallows where he held Alex close to him until she stopped struggling.

"It's ok Miss Alex; you're safe, you're safe," he cradled her and patted her back.

She was crying; more embarrassed than anything else now that she was safe.

Carlos couldn't help but take advantage of the situation. This was the closest he had ever got to Alex and her tiny body clad in the spandex skin-tight swimsuit felt delicate and delightful against his bare chest. Her skin was soft and tanned and he could smell the remnants of her perfume. Her face was framed by her straggly wet blonde hair and even though she wore waterproof makeup her eyeliner and mascara had run a little. Far from making her look ugly the effect made her look very pretty and vulnerable. Her full red lips, painted with ruby-red lipstick, were trembling.