Legs

Peter was struggling with Danni. Not exactly because she was a boy but also exactly for that reason. He didn’t mind at all that she was a boy who liked to live as a girl. He was a modern guy and he very much had a live and let live attitude. It made no difference to him if he referred to Danni as him or her but there was one thing that was desperately bothering him. He found her incredibly attractive.

In the middle of the following week, Danni joined them for dinner. She was wearing strappy silver heels and a skin-tight silver dress. “Wow, you look amazing,” said Amy as she kissed Danni hello on the cheek. She did. She was fully made up and the short dress clung so tightly to her torso that her nipples poked through the fabric and the outline of her tummy was visible.

“Thanks. It’s student night at the big club in town so we are going out dancing. Hence the party dress. Danni walked over to Peter and gave him a similar kiss on the cheek. “Hi, uncle Peter,” she said sweetly. Instinctually, Peter put his hand on her waist as she leaned in to kiss him. She was very slender and he could feel her warm skin through the shimmery fabric. He felt himself stir at the feeling coupled with her soft lips on his cheek and the smell of her feminine perfume. Why, when his own beautiful wife didn’t make him stir like that?

They ate dinner and chatted. “Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?” Amy asked Danni.

“Not at all.”

“Why can’t I see your penis? That dress hides nothing but I can’t see any bulge.” Peter winced at Amy’s blunt question but he couldn’t deny that he had also been curious.

“I tuck it,” Danny said without embarrassment. “I push my balls back up into my body and then pull my cock back between my butt. Sometimes I just let my panties hold it in place but because I’m going to be dancing, I have these special tape pads that hold it in place. You’d have to get really frisky before you’d notice.”

Amy was intrigued and continued asking questions but Peter couldn’t stop thinking about some guy coming on to Danni and having no idea that something was hidden between his legs. He was now shuffling as he tried to subtly shift the position of his erection.

“Are you okay uncle?” Danni asked.

Peter mumbled some excuse but he could have sworn that there was a little twinkle in Danni's eyes as she asked that. The conversation got tame and he calmed down again. He tried to keep his mind off Danni and her shenanigans. That was fine until Amy asked. “How are you getting into town?”

“I’m just going to get the bus?”

“Are you meeting anyone?” She asked with a concerned look on her face.

“Not until I get to town. I’m meeting them at a bar.”

“You can’t go on a bus all alone at night. It’s not safe.”

“It’ll be okay auntie, I’m not actually a girl so I can look after myself.”

“That makes it worse. What if they try to grope you and find out? Darling, you are going to have to drive Danni in.”

Danni laughed. “I never put you as the protective type, auntie.” She looked over at Peter. “But if you are okay with it, I wouldn’t say no.”

Danni fluttered her eyes at him in just the same way Amy did and he felt his resolve disintegrate. “Fine, I suppose it’s better than walking the streets alone. How are you getting home?”

“I will take an Uber.”

Amy seemed happy with that and the conversation returned to normal. Peter just tried to put it all out of his mind.

Later on, he was sitting in the car waiting for Danni. He heard her calling goodbye to Amy and he looked over to see her doing a little run on her strappy heels. He couldn’t avoid noticing how her skirt rode up as she got in the car and he almost saw her underwear. She wriggled it back down as he snapped his eyes away from her long legs.

He stated the car. Danni was a talker like Amy was and she chatted lightly as the car drove on. The summer was still making it fairly light and Peter couldn’t help but glance at her legs.

“Smooth aren’t they,” said Danni and Peter’s glance shot up to see her smiling with a knowing look on her face. He had been busted.

“Yes, I was just wondering how you deal with your body hair,” he said, hoping that his ogling could be passed off as idle curiosity.

“Lazer treatment. I had to work loads of part-time jobs to afford it but it was unbelievably worth it. I mean, I wasn’t massively hairy but I knew from a young age that I wanted to get rid of it so I did my research and saved up.”

“What did your parents say?”

“Ha, not much. My dad had given up on me by that point and they left me alone. I did have to make up an addiction to game loot boxes to explain why I never had any money despite never seeming to buy anything. They didn’t know about my secret clothes and cosmetics stash. And the treatments of course, here.” Danni reached over and took Peter’s hand. Peter couldn’t believe how soft and feminine it was with long pink nails.

She lifted his hand up and leaned forward. She rubbed his finger on her upper lip. “See, no bristles and I haven’t shaved,” she said and then rubbed his hand on her chin. “Totally smooth.” She put his hand on her leg and guided it up from her knee. “I’m perfectly smooth all over,” she said in a soft, suggestive voice as Peter saw his hand being slid up her delicate thighs.

Peter snatched his hand away with a cough. “Yes, very smooth. They did an excellent job.”

Danni giggled. “Sorry uncle Peter. Watching you get flustered was too cute to resist.”

“Well, maybe don’t tease an old man eh?”

“Aww, that’s no fun. Especially when you have such a reaction.”

“Well, it’s not really appropriate so maybe don’t do it again.”

“Inappropriate like checking out your friend’s daughter’s legs?”

Peter tried to respond but it descended into a random mumbling about being curious about something.

Danni giggled again. “Don’t worry uncle. I like the attention. I don’t mind you looking. That’s why I wear short skirts to begin with. I’m quite proud of my legs.” She crossed her legs and ran her manicured hands over them. Peter was about to say something but had got distracted by the gesture.

Danni looked out of the window but kept her legs crossed. Peter was sure she was doing it so more of her thigh would be exposed but neither of them said anything.

They arrived at the bar where Danni was meeting her friends. The street was filled with young people heading to a night out. Danni unfastened her seatbelt and before Peter knew what was happening she had leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Oops, I left some lipstick there. Don’t let Auntie get the wrong idea,” she said as she wiped at it with her finger. “Thanks, uncle Peter,” she said and jumped out of the car. She walked away with a confident sway to her hips, the bouncer at the door checking her out as she walked past and into the bar.

Peter, not wanting to hang around, set off driving. Once again his cock betrayed his desire for the feminine boy. What was more worrying was the boy in question seemed to have noticed.