Accidental Woman - Chapter 4

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It pained Daryl to get out of bed. Not just because he felt so comfortable in Carlos' arms, not just because he didn't want to leave his lovers side, it pained Daryl to get out of bed because his abdomen was throbbing. His backside was also very sore. Even with all of these aliments, Daryl had to force his body to the bathroom. He had to pee, and lubricant was starting to leak out of him. 

Daryl carefully removed Carlos' arm and tiptoed to the bathroom.  As Daryl sat down on the toilet, he realized how sore he was. His butt ached and his backside was stiff. 

It seemed as though it was stretched to its limit. The tension in his stomach muscles was starting relax. Daryl had never before felt so worn out after a lovemaking session.  

After finishing his business, Daryl looked at himself in the mirror. 

He was aghast to say the least. His wig was in knots, what was left of his makeup was a mess, and his beard was starting to show. He couldn't let Carlos see him this way.

 He put his wig on a Styrofoam head, stripped his clothes off, and jumped into the shower. A hot shower had never felt so good to him. Just as Daryl was starting to relax, he heard a knock on the door. 

"Daryl, are you about done," Carlos asked. "I could really need to use the bathroom."  

"Just a minute," Daryl answered. He jumped out of the shower. There wasn't enough time to fix his wig, so he wrapped a towel around his head. He did a quick shave and looked for his makeup. That's when Daryl realized it was in the other room. 

He put on a pink bathrobe and decided Carlos would have to see him as he truly was.  "Good morning," Carlos greeted Daryl. Carlos stepped past him and went into the bathroom. Daryl began franticly looking for his makeup. 

Carlos exited the bathroom before Daryl could put on his face.  

"Uh, would you like some breakfast?" Daryl shyly asked. Daryl was so ashamed of his appearance that he couldn't look Carlos in the eye. 

"That would be great," Carlos replied. "I'll help fix it." Daryl started walking to the kitchen and said, "There won't be allot of fixing to it. All we have in the house is a couple of boxes of cereal. What will it be, Cheerios or Fruit Loops?" Carlos laughed and said, "Cheerios will be fine." As Daryl reached up to get the cereal, Carlos grabbed his hips from behind. Daryl jumped with excitement and then faded into Carlos' grasp. "You were great last night," Carlos said as he nibbled on Daryl's ear. "Down boy," Daryl said with a giggle. 

"You'll ruin your breakfast." The two lovers ate their meal, chatting and teasing the whole time. Carlos made Daryl feel perfectly comfortable talking to him with nothing on but a bathrobe and towel. After the meal, Carlos explained that he had to leave, be- fore his employees stole him blind. 

"You'll be back sometime won't you," Daryl asked with anticipation in his voice. This rich, powerful, executive was now behaving like a sixteen-year-old schoolgirl. 

"Of course babe," Carlos said reassuring Daryl. "I won't let you get away that easily." Daryl kissed him goodbye as he left the apartment. He sat down on the sofa bed and tried to comprehend the events of the past twenty-four hours. 

As he sat there with a far away look of his face, Jordyn entered the room. "Is it the coast clear?" Jordyn asked as she stumbled into the room. 

"Yes, he's gone," Daryl answered and as he heaved a sigh. 

"What's wrong," Jordyn asked, "Did he hurt you?" 

"No, no, nothing like that," Daryl reassured her. "I'm just really confused." "Want to talk about it?" Jordyn asked as she sat on the bed next to him. "It just that ... ," Daryl started, "You see, I've never ... " 

Daryl just couldn't seem to get the words out of his mouth. He took a deep breath and said, "Before last night, I had never done anything with a man."

"Everybody has to have a first time," Jordyn said as she tried to comfort Daryl by placing her hands on his shoulders. 

"That's the thing," Daryl said, "I never thought there would be a first time. I've never even thought about being with a man.

 Until last night, I never believed I would let it happen. I've made love to many women. I've never acted gay in my life." Jordyn could see Daryl was upset. She continued to console him. 

"It's no big deal," Jordyn said, "People do it everyday." 

"But I never expected to do it," Daryl said. "Maybe under the circumstances, making love to a man doesn't seem so wrong," Jordyn replied.

"Besides, did you enjoy it?" Daryl's attitude changed. He sat up straight and a playful smile crossed his face. 

"Very much so," Daryl answered. "So tell me about it," Jordyn insisted. 

"He was wonderful," Daryl said. 

"He took control of me and was totally in charge. But he didn't hurt me and was very gentle. 

I've never felt so wanted and desired. It was so exciting." 

Jordyn was now grinning from ear to ear. 

"Did you get to cum," she asked. "Oh yes," Daryl answered with a wishful tone in his voice. 

"I nearly exploded. It was the most satisfied I've been in years." Jordyn, now giggling, said, "I know, I could tell by your screaming." 

Daryl's face turned crimson red. Jordyn could see she was embarrassing him. She changed the subject and asked, "Did you make him happy?" 

"I didn't hear any complaints," Daryl answered. "So if you are happy and he is happy, what's the problem?" Jordyn asked. Daryl paused for a moment, and then said, "You're right. Why should I worry about my expectations from the past?" 

"Exactly," Jordyn replied. Daryl looked Jordyn in the eye and asked, "What about you?" "What about me?" Jordyn replied. "You're young a beautiful, I'm sure you get attention from all the guys." Jordyn blushed and answered. 

"I did have a little bit of a wild spell. When I first decided to transition, I chased after every decent looking man I could find. Luckily, my mom warned me not to take the first thing that came along. I've never made love to a man, but I don't know that I never will. 

Now, I've decided to look for that someone special. Maybe it's the hormones that are killing my sex drive, I don't know. I want to find someone who will love me now and after I complete my journey." 

"You're such a doll," Daryl said as he reached out to hug her. They embraced and held each other for a long time. 

Daryl whispered in Jordyn's ear, "I'm so glad we found each other." Jordyn couldn't answer. She was to busy fighting back the tears. 

Daryl became very comfortable with his new sexuality. He learned the joys of being sought after by men. 

Daryl had always been the aggressor in the relationship. If he found a woman that was attractive or interesting, he pursued her. 

He was almost always successful. Rarely did a woman that he truly wanted escape his charms. He never let any of them get to close to him, in- stead preferring to keep them on a string. The tables had turned. Daryl was now the one being pursued, and he enjoyed it. 

Teasing the men and making them work for his attention became a great game. He continuously had suitors vying for his interest. 

If Daryl were in the right mood, he would occasionally take on a new lover. Some were excellent in bed others were unsatisfying. Either way, Daryl never regretted his per- sonal sexual choices again. 

 "The paper's here," Jordyn said as she walked through the front door. She was returning from a trip to the local market. In her arms were two bags of groceries and the afternoon paper. She struggled to balance the load and shut the door. 

"I'm in here," Daryl shouted from the bathroom, "I'm still doing my nails. Sorry I can't help." Since moving in with Jordyn three months ago, he let his nails grow out and meticulously cared for them. He was putting on the final touches with a bright red hue.

 He held them up to admire the slightly curved two-inch beauties. Daryl never knew how much fun long, sexy nails could be. 

Jordyn sat the bags down on the kitchen table and strolled to the bathroom. 

She was wearing a gray sleeveless top, jeans and not a bit of makeup. Her hair was uncombed and up in a ponytail. 

She found Daryl admiring his nails in front of the bathroom mirror.

 He was wearing a black mini-skirt with a silver top. "I want you to help me with my toes," Jordyn said as she peered into the bathroom. "I'm planning to wear those new open toed pumps tonight. I want to look just perfect for them." 

"I'll be happy to Hun," Daryl replied. He gave her a little smile, knowing that she enjoyed being pampered. Never in Daryl's wildest dreams did he think he would look so forward to doing his child's toenails. 

As she left the room, Daryl thought how unfair it was that Jordyn could look so beautiful without any ef- fort while he had to work for hours to get the look he wanted. 

"Hey, there's something about your old company in the paper," Jordyn said as she walked back to the kitchen. 

"Read it to me sweetie," Daryl said as he put on the finishing touches, "My nails are still to wet to hold the paper." 

The newspaper was the only way Daryl had of keeping up with his company. He couldn't contact anyone who worked there and he didn't have an internet connection. 

Jordyn sat next to him and began to read aloud. "The SEC announced today that the investigation of Harper and Wilson Ltd and Bethel Commodities has been completed. 

The chief investigator, Clyde Dupree, stated that all current employees are cleared of any charges. The rogue former CIO, Daryl Caldwell, is still believed to be the solely responsible for the embezzlement of 1.5 billon dollars from the employee 401k fund. He is still at large." Jordyn continued, "The two companies will continue with the proposed merger. 

The new company's name will be Commodities Unlimited. 

The merger is ex- pected to be completed by the end of the month." Daryl's face became as ghostly pale. He entered the kitchen and sat down at the table. He sat in stunned silence for a moment. Jordyn didn't know what to do or say. Finally, Daryl said, "I don't understand. 

I was sure the investigation would clear my name. Now what am I going to do?" 

"I guess you'll just have to stay here and live with me." Jordyn said in a perky manor.  "Jordyn I love you, but I can't spend the rest of my life looking over my shoul- der," Daryl replied. "What other choice do you have?" Jordyn asked. 

"The Feds seem to have made up their mind. I doubt turning yourself in would change anything." 

"There is something else I could do," Daryl stated. He seemed to have his bearings back now. "I could do an investigation on my own. 

Find the culprit and convince the authorities of my innocence."

 "How could you do that?" Jordyn asked. "I know the company as well as anyone," Daryl answered, "With a little help from someone on the inside it could be done."

 "Do you have someone in mind?" Jordyn continued to probe. 

"I had a guy who I was mentoring. If I could contact him, I'm sure he would help," Daryl answered. 

"You can't do that," Jordyn said. "They are still looking for you." "I know how I can contact him without anyone else knowing," Daryl said with a roguish smile on his face. Evan bite into his ham and cheese sandwich and sighed. Lunch just wasn't the same at DK's without Daryl. 

He continued to come here, just to get away from the office. Now that the investigation was over, he was considering looking for another job. With the new management team in place, work just wasn't fun anymore. His lunch was suddenly interrupted by the sweet sound of someone saying, 

"May I join you." Evan looked up from his meal to see a stunning goddess. She had deep dark eyes and terrific body covered by a blue wrap dress that showed off her tiny waist. Her ample breasts were firm and round. Her smooth, long dark hair tantalizing hung from her shoulders. Her radiant smile made him nearly melt in his shoes. 

"Sure ... , of course ... , please," Evan nervously said. 

"Thank you Evan," the beauty said as she slipped into the chair. She teased him by crossing her legs slowly and letting her pumps dangle from her toe. "You have the advantage on me," Evan said. 

"You know who I am, but I don't know you." 

"Are you sure," she asked. 

"Maybe I'm an old girlfriend that you have con- veniently forgotten about." 

"I don't think I could every forget you," Evan said. Jordyn giggled. Evan con- tinued, "So what do I owe the pleasure of your company." 

"Can't a girl have lunch with a cute guy if she wants," Jordyn answered. She began to blush after realizing what she said. 

"Of course," Evan replied. "But I'm not that lucky. I can't imagine someone as lovely as you not having a lunch date whenever she wanted." Jordyn glanced down at the table. She loved hearing Evan talk this way to her. He was so dif- ferent from most of the men she knew. He was refined, successful, and witty. 

Of course, he was also very handsome. 

"My, aren't you a smooth operator," Jordyn said. 

"Not at all," Evan replied, "I just can't believe that someone as attractive as you would pick me out of a crowd." Jordyn giggled again and said, "Actually I do have other motives, Daryl Cald- well sent me."  Evan smiled and sat back in his chair. 

"Now it makes sense. I should have guess that Daryl was staying with one of his beauty queen girlfriends. How is he doing?' "He's fine," Jordyn answered. 

"But I'm not one of his girlfriends, I'm his child." 

Evan immediately apologized, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to insinuate that you ... " Jordyn stopped him by saying, "That's alright, you can call me a beauty queen anytime." The young couple both laughed. Jordyn continued, "Daryl wants to know if you would help him find out who is behind framing him." "Of course I will," Evan answered quickly. 

"I really don't like the new manage- ment team that is in place. I'll do anything I can to help." "Great," Jordyn said. 

"He wants to meet with you soon as possible. 

Can you meet him this afternoon? He wants to meet at the Cheltenham Square Mall near the fountains around three." 

"No problem," Evan answered. "Slipping out of work won't be a problem. Will you be there?" "Maybe," Jordyn answered, "But only if you want me to be there." 

"Oh I definitely want you there," Evan said with a devilish smile. "I'll see you then," Jordyn said as she started to get up from the table. "Wait," Evan said. 

"The least you could do is let me buy you lunch." 

"You know us girls," Jordyn replied. "We are always watching our weight. I'm skipping lunch today." 

"Then stay and talk to me," Evan pleaded. "Please, I don't even know your name." 

"Alright, but who I am, isn't important," Jordyn answered. She sat back down and gave Evan another radiant smile. The young couple chatted and flirted away the rest of the hour. Jordyn eventually had to leave and made her way back to the apartment. 

As Jordyn entered, Daryl met her at the door. He was already dressed and excited. He barely let Jordyn in before he started questioning her. "How did it go? Will he meet with me? Did he seem willing to help?" he asked in rapid succession.  

Jordyn didn't answer. Instead, she hit Daryl on the shoulder and yelled. "You didn't tell me he was gorgeous." Daryl laughed and said, "I guess I never noticed." 

Jordyn hit him again and yelled, "Well you should have." Daryl now was laughing harder and said, "So what's wrong with Evan being good looking?" 

"Nothing," Jordyn yelled again. 

"I just wasn't' prepared for it. I wish you would have told me he had sparkling blue eyes and curly blonde hair, a handsome smile and an athletic body." Daryl continued to laugh and said, "I think someone is smitten." 

"No," Jordyn said in a much calmer voice. "I'm just saying he's cute." 

"Sure you are," Daryl said. He suddenly remembered why he had sent Jordyn there in the first place. "Is he going too met with me?" Daryl asked. "Yes, he's going too met with us at three," Jordyn said in a matter-of-fact tone.  

Evan sat on the fountain wall awaiting the arrival of his business mentor and the goddess from lunch. Since it was a weekday, the Mall wasn't very busy. Evan peered through the crowd until he saw Jordyn walking towards him from a distance. He sprang to his feet and watched as she approached. 

She was wearing the dress she had worn at lunch. The dress showed off her hips as they swayed from side-to-side while she gracefully walked down the hall- way. 

Her signature glowing smile came into full view, as she got closer. He rushed up to her and took her by the hands. "I'm so glad you came," he muttered. 

Evan didn't even notice the handsome brunette beside her. Daryl anxiously waited as Evan greeted Jordyn. 

Daryl was wearing a sky blue turtleneck sweater, black slacks, and a matching black jacket. His Peggy-Sue styled wig, low-heeled pumps, and modest makeup drew no attention from any onlookers. 

Jordyn just smiled as Daryl tried to get Evan's attention. 

"Uh, Evan, it's good to see you again," he said in his most feminine voice. Evan's attention went to Daryl. "Daryl, is that you?" he said with unbelief in his voice.  

"Yep, this is the new me," Daryl answered. "Do you like it?" he asked as he did a slow turn to let Evan absorb the full effect. "Uh, yeah, you look great, I mean," Evan stammered. 

"I don't know what I mean."  Daryl and Jordyn laughed. "Sit down and I will explain," Daryl said. The trio sat on the fountain wall and Daryl told Evan the whole story of how he met Jordyn and how he went into hiding. He didn't mention that he was now sleeping with men and Jordyn was transitioning. 

"I need you to help me find out who is trying to frame me," Daryl continued. "You know I'll be happy to help," Evan answered. 

"Evan," Daryl said in a very serious tone, "this could get you fired. I'll do everything I can to protect you. But if someone is trying to get me, I'm sure they wouldn't think twice about hurting you also." 

"I know Daryl," Evan replied, "But I don't like this new management team anyway. If I get fired, it will be a relief." Evan continued, "What's you plan? How do we find out whose behind this?" 

"Nobody knows the company's inter-workings as well as I do," Daryl an- swered. "If I can get inside and look at the books, I know I can find out who is behind all this. That's where you come in. 

Requisition some temporary office help and clear it with security. I'll show up as the temp-worker and search through the office files." 

Evan thought for a minute. 

"Yeah, that'll work," he said. "I can have the whole thing set up by tomorrow." 

"Won't that be dangerous?" Jordyn questioned. 

"You're still a wanted man." "Yes, Daryl Caldwell is a wanted man," Daryl responded. 

"But Daryl Taylor isn't a wanted woman." 

"Aren't you afraid of being recognized?" Jordyn said anguish in her voice. "Trust me," Evan answered, "Nobody will recognize Daryl. 

Everyone thinks he has run off to Tahiti anyway." Turning to Daryl he said, "I think we should bring Nicole Austin in on this." 

"Nicole Austin," Daryl replied with a question in his voice. 

"Who is she?" Evan answered. "Nicole worked for Bethel Commodities before the merge. She now works in the financial records department. She and I worked together trying to find out what's going on with the company. We can trust her." 

"Your blessing is good enough for me," Daryl said much to Evan's delight. "I'll arrive tomorrow about 9:30 after everyone else has arrived. We'll meet in your office and go from there."