Secret s*x In The City-2
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“We’re going to play one more tune,” I said to the audience, “and then take a short break - don’t go anywhere because we’re here all night.”
The audience chuckled and applauded.
I began to sing.
“All of me, why not take all of me, can’t you see, I’m no good without you.”
We fell onto the couch in the dressing room. I realized it was the first time I had sat for nearly seven hours.
“Is Kelsey here?” Guy asked.
“I didn’t see her.” I said disappointedly.
A few minutes passed. We were both thankful for the quiet relaxation of the dressing room. I stood up and began to re-apply my lipstick in the mirror. All of a sudden there was a knock on the door.
“Just a minute,” Guy said, not wanting to get up from the couch.
“I can come back,” a woman’s timid voice said.
My eyes immediately locked on Guy's. I raised my eyebrows and licked my pursed lips.
I opened the door and excitedly said, “Kelsey!”
Kelsey excitedly ran into my open arms. We embraced for several seconds.
“Oh my gosh, I had no idea you guys were so good!” Kelsey said, finally acknowledging me.
“Hi Kelsey,” Guy said, standing up. As he started to shake her hand, she pulled my hubby in for a hug.
“C’mon we’re yoga buddies - we don’t shake hands. We hug!” Kelsey said, excitedly.
I laughed and softly let my left hand trace down Kelsey’s spine. She was still just as fit as she had been since I had last seen her, a few years ago, in yoga class. I remember studying her body lines, aching to feel her, to taste her, to melt into her. To f**k her.
“I miss you,” I said.
“I miss you too. I can’t believe I never got to say goodbye.”
“Bring me up to speed with your life, what has happened in the past two years?” I asked, my voice trailed off as Kelsey began to excitedly speak.
Guy sat back down on the couch, watching us speak. I sat in the dressing room chair in front of the mirrors. Kelsey sat perched on the dressing room table directly in front of me.
Kelsey was hurriedly telling me her life story.
"I met a guy. Turned out he was an asshole. We moved from Minneapolis out to DC. He was in finance."
To be honest, I was only half listening to Kelsey's words. I was more focused on her body, her aura, her energy. I knew we would pair so well. We had natural chemistry. Kelsey was in her mid twenties and very fit. She had cut her long blonde hair: shaving the sides and keeping the top into a boyish cut. It makes her look more lesbian, I thought, appreciating how my friend had transformed herself into a truly yummy looking dyke.
I imagined what my head would look like in between Kelsey’s legs. I imagined what we would look like kissing, licking, coming.
Kelsey continued: "So the guy turned out to be a total asshole. He cheated on me and moved to New York to be with the new girl, but I love my job and decided to stay here in DC."
“That’s so crazy,” I said.
“I know!” Kelsey said, putting her arm on my shoulder. “Then I saw a poster for your show last night and couldn’t believe it!”
“I’m so glad you came!” I said.
Guy joined the conversation, being careful to keep his hat on his lap as it slyly hid his rock hard member. I knew he had been studying us too. I could tell he wanted us to f**k. “Are you staying for the rest of the show?” Guy asked Kelsey.
“I’d love to! You guys are so awesome. I didn’t even know I liked jazz!” Turning to me she added, “and your voice is ah-maze-balls!”
“Oh, thank you.” I said, giggling. “Here, let me buy you a drink.”
“No, you don’t have to do that,” said Kelsey.
“We want to.” I added.
“Where are you guys staying tonight?” Kelsey asked.
Before I could answer, Guy guided the conversation. Despite already making reservations, he said: “we’ll probably just find a hotel somewhere after the show.”
Smart thinking, my boy, I thought. I quickly backed up his story. “Yeah, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”
“Nonsense,” Kelsey said, “I have a place - it’s just a mile down the road. You guys must be my guests.”
“We don’t want to impose,” I said.
“I’ll be offended if you don’t stay at my place.” Kelsey said, resting her arms on my shoulders.
“Ok, then, but I definitely owe you several drinks.”
We left the dressing room for drinks. Not that I needed to get Kelsey loosened up, she seemed pretty flirty already...but another drink or two or three certainly couldn't hurt the situation. Damn! I thought, watching as my new friend brought the cocktail glass to her lips, I can hardly wait for the show to be over!
Kelsey’s apartment was on the top floor of a small three story building on a busy DC street. She was right - it was just a mile from the club. Of course, just a mile with all of our musical equipment was relative.
When we finally made it up the stairs, Guy was exhausted. And drenched in sweat. He had done all the carrying, leaving Kelsey and I to lose ourselves in conversation during the walk.
“Don’t worry, I have air conditioning!” Kelsey joked as she put the key in the doorknob.
It was a small studio apartment. Not what I was expecting. From the front door you could see the entire space. In one corner, there was a half wall made from lightly frosted glass which I guessed must hide the restroom area.
“It’s not much, but it’s home!” Kelsey said.
“It’s lovely,” I said. “I love the colors and the windows.”
There was a small kitchenette in the corner opposite the facilities, a couch on one wall and a mattress on the floor against the other wall.
“Make yourselves at home,” Kelsey added, “can I get you anything?”
“Oh, Kelsey, this is great. I’m fine. I’m just so glad to see you.”
Guy added, “yes, thanks Kelsey. Would you guys mind if I took a quick shower? I’m just so hot.”
“Of course, I’d show you where the bathroom is - but I think I’ll just let you guess,” Kelsey joked.
Behind the half wall, Guy peeled off his shirt and pants. He looked over as Kelsey and I found a spot on the couch. Kelsey had turned on some light dance music on her turntable.
“I love chill,” she said as Guy turned on the shower faucet.
From his vantage point in the tiny shower he could see I had inched my way closer to Kelsey.
My hubby must have felt so good to finally be out of the humidity and heat and be washing the day’s travels off his weary body. He had decided to take a slightly longer than normal shower. Just as he turned his back to us, Guy jumped at the sound of Kelsey’s voice.
“Sorry to bother you,” she covered her eyes with her hand. “But Sadie said to grab your pants.”
“Um, that’s ok,” Guy said, turning around to face Kelsey. “They are on the floor over there.”
I noticed she quickly glanced up and down my husband's fully nude body, then grabbed his pants. I felt my p***y tingle at the thought of Kelsey seeing Guy's wet, muscular body. His c**k dangling, long, eager, covered in warm soapy goodness. I caught her glance back at him as she dug through his pants. Clearly, she liked what she was seeing.
Finally, she stood back up and said, “where’s your phone?”
“It’s in my pants pocket.” Guy replied, turning back around to face Kelsey.
“No it’s not,” she said, “I just looked.”
“f**k!” he said, a slight creeping panic in his voice. Guy's phone had all of the important details for our tour itinerary. We could not lose the device.
“Found it!” I shouted. He had set the phone on top of his guitar case in the corner of the room. I threw the phone over to Kelsey as she returned to the couch.
I winked at Guy and said to Kelsey, “the combination is 1, 3, 6, 9!”
Kelsey entered the digits to unlock my husband's phone.
“Ok, selfie time!” she said, holding the phone up and overhead. We crowded together and took a rapid fire burst of selfies - punctuated by duck faces, sticking out tongues and cheek kisses.
“We forgot about Guy!” I said.
“Oh Guy, we forgot about you!” Kelsey said laughing.
We came over to the shower and stood in front of the half wall.
“Selfie time!” I yelled, mimicking Kelsey’s voice.
Another rapid fire burst of selfies with my husband's awkward mug in the background. In the shower.
“Those are gonna be great.” Guy joked as he rolled his eyes.
“Well they’re not d**k pics,” I joked as I scrolled through the camera roll. “Unfortunately Kelsey didn’t hold the phone at the right angle!”
Kelsey playfully threw a pillow at me as we fell onto the mattress in giggles.
Guy turned the shower off and started to dry. Pretending to not be listening.
“I can’t believe you know his code,” Kelsey said.
“Why?” I asked.
“Because Matthew would never let me touch his phone - much less let me know the access code.”
“Well, Guy and I have no secrets. We tell each other everything and that just makes things easier.”
“You two are so lucky,” said Kelsey.
“Well, we are lucky to have each other - but we’re also lucky to know you.”
Guy wrapped the towel around his waist and walked over to his backpack.
“You both are lucky because I have just enough weed for both of you!” He said, grabbing a joint I had rolled earlier in the day.
“Do you mind if we smoke?” I asked our hostess.
“Hell to the no,” giggled Kelsey as Guy handed her the joint.
I lit the smoke for Kelsey and we both giggled as we puffed.
Guy walked across the room and sat on the couch.
“You two have no secrets?” Kelsey asked my hubby inquisitively.
“Well, we have plenty of secrets,” he said as her face dropped slightly, “but they are ours to share. We have no secrets between each other.”
“What are your secrets?” Kelsey asked, with a tinge of seduction in her voice.
“I can’t tell you, because then they won’t be a secret,” Guy responded playfully.
“Oh c’mon!” Kelsey said, “just tell me one!”
“I don’t know if we should tell you, what do you think Sadie?” He teased as Kelsey pouted.
“Well,” I said, enjoying this game of seduction. “I think if we told you our secrets we might have to kill you.”
“Stop it you guys!” she said, “just one!”
“Ok, one secret - and only because you are letting us stay here!” Guy smiled.
“Ok?” she said excitedly, “Well?”
“Well what?” He said.
I sat laying on the bed watching the cat and mouse game we were playing with Kelsey. A playfully evil smile on my lips. I occasionally used my bare foot to rub the lower part of Kelsey’s back.
Kneeling at the foot of the bed, Kelsey’s eyes locked with Guy's.
“Well, what secret are you going to tell me?”
“I’m not. I didn’t say I was going to tell you a secret.”
“Yes you did!” she angrily pouted.
“No, I said that you can know a secret. So look!”
For a split second I didn’t think Kelsey would understand what he was suggesting. Guy nodded to his phone which was still in her hands.
She glanced down.
“By the way, why did you guys need my phone for selfies?” He asked.
- Writer
