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I gazed over at Connie who had rolled over and now lay on her back, naked of course. I picked up the covers and peeked at her lovely body. She giggled and slapped the covers down so I couldn’t see anything, but Rascal was already making his way to her under the covers, heading right for her pussy.
“Wait,” she said to Rascal.
“Does that mean you want me to call him?”
“I wasn’t… No, um… oh yes…” she said, and I could see her legs slide open as Rascal’s feet now hung over the bottom of the bed. He was eating her pussy while she tried her best to have a conversation with Mrs. N.
“Oh yes, what?” Mrs. N. asked.
“No. Please don’t postpone. I’ll… um… God… I’ll be…”
I was sucking on her nipples now, taking turns with Luke, who had uncovered part of her.
“I’m sorry. I can’t hear you very well,” Mrs. Nash said through the door.
“I’ll… um… be right… Oh God!”
Now Luke slid down on the bed, and his feet also dangled off the end of the bed. I lifted the covers, and they took turns eating her pussy, making lapping and licking noises that made my dick even harder than my normal wood in the morning.
We were all quietly laughing now, as poor Mrs. N, kept trying to get information from Connie.
“Are you all right?” Mrs. N asked.
Connie cleared her throat and tried her best to sound normal. “Yes, ummm, I’m finnnnne,” she slurred, as Rascal’s head moved up and down, then side to side as he enjoyed Connie’s warm body.
“Okay. It sounds as if you might still be tired, so I’ll postpone for another hour. You take your time waking up, and I’ll give Abe a call.”
Connie waited a beat, while Rascal moved up and finger fucked her, while Luke kept the pressure on her clit, and I enjoyed her delicious breasts.
“That sounds… sounds perrr-fect,” she cooed, then she released that sweet giggle we all loved, as we continued to satisfy our amazing woman and take advantage of the extra time Mrs. N. had just given us. Maybe, just maybe, when we did finally get our day going again, we might be able to write yet another original song.
I could feel one coming over me right now.
“Connie, oh, fuck!”
Then again… maybe not.
Connie 17
The line of folks waiting to get into Dirty Coyote wrapped around the building and spilled onto the next block. To say the grand opening was going well was an understatement. According to Jimmy, this was looking like a flat-out success story. Now, all we had to do was live up to our end of the contract, and this place would make everybody very happy.
“Can you believe this?” Rascal asked, as he pulled a bottle of water out of the minifridge in the corner of the room. There was even a microwave sitting on top of it, and different types of tea sat on the microwave, along with a stack of white mugs. “It’s like some sort of crazy concert, and we’re the main attraction.”
“The place is already at capacity, and there are more people waiting to get in,” Luke said, as he strummed his guitar, looking about as calm as a sloth hanging from a tree.
We were backstage, in a room with no windows, two tables, several chairs, a small steel-gray sofa, and one large dressing table with an oversized mirror. Even Mrs. N and Bobby were there… waiting. We’d set up our equipment and completed a soundcheck about an hour before the place opened, so we were good to go. Now all we had to do was walk out on that stage and do our thing.
Easy.
Nothing to worry about.
We were ready.
Somehow, we’d ended up agreeing to play four sets, instead of three, and right now, last call was scheduled for one a.m., which, according to Jimmy, gave everyone an hour to wind down, without any live music, until the doors closed promptly at two a.m.
“I had no idea this place held so many people,” I said as I paced the large room. I was trying desperately not to panic, but as the minutes and seconds clicked by, it became harder and harder for me to remember the words to one song, let alone all the songs we’d had to memorize for four fucking sets.
I had no idea why I ever agreed to this, but it was too late to back out now. I kept telling myself that it would be fine, but so far, I wasn’t listening.
