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Speaker 1: through your body as you enjoy tonight's show. Jonathan was
Speaker 1: well aware of his face blushing. He could feel the
Speaker 1: heat burning through him. Shit, he thought he was caught
Speaker 1: between a rock and a hard place. Sue obviously thought
Speaker 1: he had had a normal job, one where he could
Speaker 1: actually go out on an evening and enjoy live music.
Speaker 1: She didn't understand that his job meant he was generally
Speaker 1: the live music that people went to see. Okay, it
Speaker 1: wasn't his dream job, but a Billy idol cover singer
Speaker 1: paid the bills, and he was incredibly busy, especially considering
Speaker 1: that it was twenty years ago since Billy Idol was
Speaker 1: actually famous. There was some sort of eighties rock revival
Speaker 1: going on in certain niches, and he wasn't about to
Speaker 1: look a gift horse in the mouth. A year ago,
Speaker 1: he had been playing to crowds of two or three
Speaker 1: hundred fans. Now there were a few thousand, and teaming
Speaker 1: up with other cover artists meant they could book larger venues,
Speaker 1: which meant larger crowds than he could imagine. But now
Speaker 1: he had a gig, and she wanted to go watch
Speaker 1: a gig on exactly the same night. The worst bit
Speaker 1: was he wasn't sure if he wanted her to see
Speaker 1: him on stage yet, for the first time in a
Speaker 1: very long time, he felt very subconscious. As they approached
Speaker 1: the doors of the bar, he resolved to discuss it
Speaker 1: with Sue once they get a chance to sit down quietly.
Speaker 1: What do you think, she asked, grinning playfully, the tip
Speaker 1: of her tongue protruding between her lips in an almost innocent,
Speaker 1: but slightly naughty way. Jonathan began to wonder if she
Speaker 1: could do anything that was non sexual in his eyes,
Speaker 1: probably not he decided, Yeah, that would be great, he said,
Speaker 1: realizing he had absolutely no idea what she was on about.
Speaker 1: She turned and looked at him. What would Jonathan, she
Speaker 1: looked suspiciously. Your idea, Your idea, Jonathan, you haven't been listening.
Speaker 1: There was no idea. I just wanted to see whatever
Speaker 1: is on your mind. You know you can tell me.
Speaker 1: I know after the karaoke, he said, hoping to find
Speaker 1: a way of framing everything. By then, Suja stared at
Speaker 1: him as he opened the door to let her in.
Speaker 1: The bar was blistering at the heat of people dancing
Speaker 1: to the fractured songs from the karaoke stage. Enough alcohol
Speaker 1: inside somebody and they truly believed they were a great singer.
Speaker 1: Unwilling to try any song. Some people were on the
Speaker 1: stage as they entered, butchering islands in the stream. They
Speaker 1: certainly weren't Donny Parton or Kenny Rodgers, Jonathan thought as
Speaker 1: he pushed through to the bar. Watching soon move ahead
Speaker 1: of him through the crowd still filled him with amazement.
Speaker 1: She was at least a foot shorter than him, and
Speaker 1: definitely a lot lighter, Yet somehow she could push her
Speaker 1: way through the worst crowds without any hindrance. How' sher
Speaker 1: vocal cords, she asked as he reached the bar. They're okay,
Speaker 1: he said, smiling. He knew exactly what she had planned.
Speaker 1: They had always done it many for fun, but there
Speaker 1: was something special about it, something ununderstood by them, something
Speaker 1: they shared in those moments of the last notes of
Speaker 1: violence in the stream died to the enthusiastic cheering of
Speaker 1: the crowd. She wandered over to the couple, thanked them
Speaker 1: as she took their microphones. Selecting a song from the
Speaker 1: control panel. She nodded Jonathan up to the stage, inviting
Speaker 1: him back twenty years. Smiling, Jonathan joined her, spanking her
Speaker 1: ass playfully as he passed her. Taking a microphone, Jonathan
Speaker 1: flicked itsuit and blew across it as the first pained
Speaker 1: chords of Paradise by the dashboard light filled the room.
Speaker 1: It only took a moment, and he traveled back instantly
Speaker 1: twenty years to that night, That moment when he saw
Speaker 1: Sue for the first time, she took his breath away.
Speaker 1: Sure he had seen hundreds of women all across the world,
Speaker 1: but Sue had something different, a presence, and somehow, even
Speaker 1: though there was a dance lat between them. She had
Speaker 1: seen him too, and within minutes they were dancing with
Speaker 1: each other, the rest of the world vanishing outside the
Speaker 1: bubble of mutual attraction. It was obvious that they wanted
Speaker 1: each other, they were attracted, but what was different was
Speaker 1: how good their friendship was from the very start. For
Speaker 1: some twisted reason, they decided to keep their passions under
Speaker 1: control to protect their friendship. Yep, it really was a
Speaker 1: stupid idea, Jonathan thought. They spent all that time telling
Speaker 1: her parents there were nothing but friends, only to be
Speaker 1: caught fucking on the church steps. Eventually, they might not
Speaker 1: be as nimble as they were twenty years ago, but
Speaker 1: they flowed around each other on stage like it was
Speaker 1: only the two of them. Nothing else mattered, just them.
Speaker 1: As the music vanished into the night and people left
Speaker 1: the bar, they were again alone, immersed in the quietude.
Speaker 1: They just watched each other for the longest moments. So
Speaker 1: tell me about Gwynn, Jonathan chanced, knowing the answer he
Speaker 1: expected suicide, and walked over to the karaoke machine. Turning
Speaker 1: it back on, she selected a track. Gwen Stefani's sharp
Speaker 1: tones echoed around the room, reciting the sexually charged phrasing
Speaker 1: of what are you waiting for? Remember this, Sue asked,
Speaker 1: turning back to face Jonathan. Wow, that's going back, son,
Speaker 1: Sue giggled, Yeah, a few years. It was on the
Speaker 1: radio in the car that night. Somewhere in the back
Speaker 1: of his mind he recalled that moment. They had driven
Speaker 1: up into the hills to watch the passing traffic and talk.
Speaker 1: But the demon of repressed passions appeared, as it threatened
Speaker 1: so often. But that night, that moment, there was no
Speaker 1: more denying it without noticing what happened between them. They
Speaker 1: were kissing, deep and long kisses that spoke of a
Speaker 1: passion that would not yield. Despite being so public and
Speaker 1: exposed to the passing traffic. Nothing else mattered. There was
Speaker 1: only them. As far as they were concerned, there was
Speaker 1: only their desire. Sue wrapped her legs around Jonathan as
Speaker 1: he fumbled with her shirt buttons, desperate to fill her
Speaker 1: naked flesh against his. Finally, with no barriers, her erec
Speaker 1: nipples pushed over his chest and the sensation sent a
Speaker 1: burning desire moving through Jonathan's body. He thought he might
Speaker 1: just come there, and then that one brief sensation ignited
Speaker 1: every single passion he had ever had. Sue responded with
Speaker 1: the round groans of desire as their bodies pressed against
Speaker 1: each other and desperate, she pulled at the waistband of
Speaker 1: his pants, loosening them. She grasped his hard cocks, sliding
Speaker 1: down the hood of the car, her legs wrapped around
Speaker 1: his waist as she guided him beside her panties and
Speaker 1: into her pussy, Moaning loudly, her hips rocked against every
Speaker 1: urgent thrust of his. Bathing in the brightness of passing
Speaker 1: car headlights. Their final public release of passion seemed to
Speaker 1: be accentuated by the passing audience. So he pulled herself
Speaker 1: against Jonathan, her pussy clenching tightly around him as they
Speaker 1: fucked with no thought for anything but their shared pleasure.
Speaker 1: And so quickly they're both tight and both clenched, their
Speaker 1: orgasms spreading in an augy of pleasure, as if trying
Speaker 1: to hold onto the final moment. Jonathan's cum filled her completely,
Speaker 1: and their bodies trembling and beautiful symphony as their pleasure
Speaker 1: moved between them so after Gwen Stefani, then his face
Speaker 1: hardened as he continued, why the fuck didn't you tell me,
Speaker 1: I had a daughter. Excuse me, where exactly were you
Speaker 1: to tell? She glared at him. Less than a month
Speaker 1: after that night, You've been bollocked by my father and
Speaker 1: you've vanished off to chase your fucking golden dreams. Tell me, Jonathan,
Speaker 1: how was I meant to tell you? I'm sorry. Your
Speaker 1: father made it clear he didn't want us talking. His
Speaker 1: gaze held her eyes. Twenty years of frustrated emotions echoed
Speaker 1: between them. Then I was offered the contract. I came
Speaker 1: to find you to ask you one last time, but
Speaker 1: I couldn't find you anywhere, and your folks wouldn't tell
Speaker 1: me a thing. I've been shipped out to Aunt Mary's
Speaker 1: in the country, so no one around here knew I
Speaker 1: was pregnant and giving birth. When I came back with
Speaker 1: Gwynn several years later, you'd long gone. Of course, Dad
Speaker 1: wouldn't tell me anything. Sue's eyes glistened with the remembered loneliness,
Speaker 1: the pain of raising her daughter in secret. The endless
Speaker 1: night she cried herself to sleep. Jonathan gazed at her,
Speaker 1: the swelling of emotions too much to bear. He poured
Speaker 1: her against him, Their bodies wrapped in twenty years of
Speaker 1: tortured emotions, tormented by the chances thrown away, he had
Speaker 1: a daughter. He still couldn't believe it. Okay, a twenty
Speaker 1: year old daughter. A thought suddenly sprang to his mind.
Speaker 1: Does she know who I am? Sue laughed gently? And
Speaker 1: how exactly would she know that? Did I tell her
Speaker 1: that a strange man would walk in off the street
Speaker 1: and he would be her father? Suddenly realizing the stupidity
Speaker 1: of his question, Jonathan sighed, when can we tell her?
Speaker 1: Why not before we go to the gig tomorrow? She replied, yeah.
Speaker 1: Jonathan replied hesitantly about the gig go on, Sue said, sternly,
Speaker 1: what about it? My job means I work nights, Jonah said,
Speaker 1: awaiting the response fuck, Sue said, I was looking forward
Speaker 1: to that as well. Guess it can't be helped. I'll
Speaker 1: probably just go on my own. Then I'm sorry if
Speaker 1: if I have a little more notice and we can
Speaker 1: figure things out. So what time are you leaving tomorrow?
Speaker 1: Are you coming back this time? Sue asked, her mind
Speaker 1: buzzing with questions. I'll be leaving about three in the afternoon,
Speaker 1: and yes, if you want, I'm free for quite a
Speaker 1: few months. After tomorrow, Jonathan staid still worry about opening
Speaker 1: up about exactly what he did for a job. For
Speaker 1: some reason, he felt embarrassed about it. After tomorrow, this
Speaker 1: would all be behind him and he could be doing
Speaker 1: his own work. Then he could expl lain with pride.
Speaker 1: The next morning was spent with Gwynn. There were numerous
Speaker 1: questions and fewer answers than they would have liked. Gwinn's temperament,
Speaker 1: which she definitely did not get from her mother, meant
Speaker 1: there was little in the way of excitement or hysterics,
Speaker 1: and after four hours of discussing it, she decided she
Speaker 1: wanted time to digest it all. She never did find
Speaker 1: out why she was called Gwynn Sue, and Jonathan just
Speaker 1: blushed and avoided the question every time she asked. The
Speaker 1: hours in the day passed far too quickly. Jonathan felt that,
Speaker 1: for the first time in forever, he actually had a home,
Speaker 1: not just a place to sleep, but a real emotional home,
Speaker 1: and now he had to leave. He had to become
Speaker 1: that man again on stage one last time. He whispered
Speaker 1: to himself as he picked up his suitcase and walked
Speaker 1: to the cab. He didn't want to go, but this
Speaker 1: was his job. As he loaded the suitcase into the trunk,
Speaker 1: he turned and looked one last time before waving and
Speaker 1: getting into the cab. The stage felt foreign tonight. Oh
Speaker 1: he was dressed to look like Billie Idol, his hair
Speaker 1: spiked with bleach white dye, the trade marked single fingerless
Speaker 1: leather glove, and sneer of a petulant child. But he
Speaker 1: wanted something else to night. He wanted to share this.
Speaker 1: He wanted to share every moment, which was a very
Speaker 1: strange feeling for him. Eventually, the last chords of Rebel
Speaker 1: Yell disappeared into the night. He screamed thank you, making
Speaker 1: sure there was plenty of saliva in his mouth, and
Speaker 1: saluted the dark shadows of the audience. Returning to his
Speaker 1: dressing room, other groups were hanging around in the corridors,
Speaker 1: their gigs already finished. They congratulated each other on a
Speaker 1: fantastic night. Yet to Jonathan it felt kind of empty, shallow.
Speaker 1: For so many years, this had been his sole focus.
Speaker 1: He had immersed himself in his career when he thought
Speaker 1: there was nothing else. But now now it was very different.
Speaker 1: He realized the gap she had left all those years ago,
Speaker 1: Sighing as the door closed behind him. He leaned back
Speaker 1: against it and felt the weight of the show drop
Speaker 1: away from him. Some One in the shadows of the room,
Speaker 1: a voice whispered, Billy, you do look fucking hot in
Speaker 1: that leather. How did you get in here, Jonathan asked, shocked.
Speaker 1: As Sue appeared from the shadows, she grinned wildly. That
Speaker 1: wasn't hard. I just said I was the mother of
Speaker 1: your child, and if they didn't let me through, I'd
Speaker 1: sell the story. She took another step forward. You know
Speaker 1: I found these back here. Their gazes howled each other's
Speaker 1: as she threw the stage handcuffs on to the table.
Speaker 1: I want you to fuck me like Billy Idle, she said,
Speaker 1: in an undertone, like an animal. Jonathan looked at her,
Speaker 1: his smile broadening becoming a sneer as he looked down
Speaker 1: at her. Taking the handcuffs from the table, he closed
Speaker 1: them quickly around her wrists before bending her over the table,
Speaker 1: securing the handcuffs around a chair. She was suddenly vulnerable
Speaker 1: to his desires, and lifting her skirt, her bare ass
Speaker 1: revealed a complete lack of panties, inviting him to spank her.
Speaker 1: The crack of his leather gloves sounded brutally as it
Speaker 1: kissed her naked flesh, echoing around the room. She moaned
Speaker 1: with a surprise. She had never been spanked before and
Speaker 1: expected it's a sting, but she really wasn't sure what else.
Speaker 1: It's true, it did sting, but there was a wonderfully
Speaker 1: warm sensation afterwards, a heat that crawled through every nerve
Speaker 1: of her body. She felt like she was already starting
Speaker 1: to burn between her thighs. Another spank, The pain returned,
Speaker 1: but dulled just as quickly, the heat between her thighs
Speaker 1: burning like a wildfire. Now another hard crack of his
Speaker 1: leather clad palm, This time his fingers lingered, stroking the
Speaker 1: folds of a pussy, the heat resonating deeper with his touch.
Speaker 1: His fingers pushed deep and hard into her, exploring her
Speaker 1: the leather on his hand, kissing her pussy in such
Speaker 1: a tortuous way. The hard edge of the material rowed
Speaker 1: over her clid, rubbing it, teasing it. As his fingers
Speaker 1: thrust harder and harder inside her, Her pussy throbbed, clenched
Speaker 1: with need. She tensed along his fingers. Something about being
Speaker 1: fucked like this removed all her choice. All her resistance
Speaker 1: or her reluctance, she could only succumb to her fantasy
Speaker 1: as he moaned loudly, her orgasm exploating through her body,
Speaker 1: flipping her over on the table. Jonathan leaned in his leather,
Speaker 1: out of it, pressing along her exposed body. The smell
Speaker 1: of sweat and leather consumed their senses. There was something
Speaker 1: about it that filled her with a newfound desire. The
Speaker 1: look in Jonathan's eyes with pure savagery as he pressed
Speaker 1: his face close to hers and held his hands up,
Speaker 1: his fingers dripping with her cumb He moved his lips
Speaker 1: over his fingers, eating hungrily at her duces, consumed with
Speaker 1: animalistic desire. His saliva mixed with her cumb as he
Speaker 1: lowered his mouth calm to hers, sharing these strangely erotic
Speaker 1: mix of comme and saliva. A fierce passion burned in
Speaker 1: his eyes as he held her gaze, their fluids moving
Speaker 1: between their lips. He fumbled with the buckle of his
Speaker 1: leather pants. Once it were loosened and dropped to the floor,
Speaker 1: he pressed his hard cock deep inside her. There was
Speaker 1: no waiting, no invitation, It was just pure hard fucking.
Speaker 1: As he continued to thrust. The heat and his eyes changed.
Speaker 1: The intensity in his body grew, as if he were
Speaker 1: possessed by this lustful desire. His eyes hooded. He thrust
Speaker 1: and trembled violently as he leaned over her, his whole
Speaker 1: body shaking with the animalistic desire that consumed him. Suddenly,
Speaker 1: his eyes opened as he lifted her hips, pushing even deeper,
Speaker 1: even harder inside her. Possessed by demonic lust, Jonathan pounded
Speaker 1: her pussy, forcing deep guttural moans from Sue's lips. Suddenly,
Speaker 1: his leather clad hand spank to her clip, sending it
Speaker 1: to sammy of pain and pleasure through her whole body,
Speaker 1: his cock trembling furiously inside her as he continued to
Speaker 1: thrust and spank. Her own body trembling in sheer delight.
Speaker 1: She tried to hold her orgasm to control it. Not yet.
Speaker 1: She didn't want to come, but her pussy squeezed so
Speaker 1: damn hard along his cock she could feel every tremble
Speaker 1: of his erection as he pushed in and out. Jonathan's
Speaker 1: body began to shake as he leaned over her, her
Speaker 1: legs pulling tightly around his hips as he pounded deep
Speaker 1: inside growling furiously, saliva dripping down his chin as he
Speaker 1: secured his lips against hers when the hot invasion of
Speaker 1: his comb exploded inside her, warm streams of him filling
Speaker 1: every inch, their mouths exploring each other voraciously, saliva dribbling
Speaker 1: down their chins as he continued to fuck inside her,
Speaker 1: her body pressing hard against his, emptying each other of
Speaker 1: their juices, every last drop. Eventually, their breathing subsided to
Speaker 1: somewhere approximating normal. They continued to throb and try altogether.
Speaker 1: Jonathan's eyes slid open, as if returning from a trance.
Speaker 1: He smiled wearily before saying, sorry, it's just when I
Speaker 1: get into character, it can consume me. Don't apologize, Sue
Speaker 1: said in response, it's my last gig tonight. I don't
Speaker 1: think I'll be doing Billy for a while again. Mm.
Speaker 1: Sue deliberately squeezed her pussy hard along his cock, before
Speaker 1: smiling and whispering, maybe in public anyway. Now, I hope
Speaker 1: you enjoyed that. So until next week, and look forward
Speaker 1: to getting you back into bed on Monday. So until then,
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