Feb 21, 2012

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The Pussy Whisperer

I had befriended this man the last time he came through town with his band to play a show. I can thank a drunken table of women that I was serving for introducing us. After learning I could sing, they dragged me up to the stage and insisted that I do a duet. Unfortunately, people with no musical background have no idea how difficult it is to throw something together on the spot. Especially when you’ve never met before. So, as this story goes, we got to talking after their set and a little spark emerged. He gave me a ride home, a kiss on the cheek and called it a night. I had decided to take the good girl road and didn’t want to be dubbed another ” chick from that town”. They left to continue their tour the next day but we’ve kept in touch off and on for the last couple months.

It was time again for them to come back to town and play. I had been looking forward to this for weeks. We met up for lunch when they got here and decided they might as well stay at my place as there was more room then if they were to share a hotel.  A couple hours of down time before the show, everyone mellowed out while him and I were playing the fuck eye game. We were in a bit of a grey area. Nothing had been talked about and after the last time of keeping it so reserved, I wasn’t sure if we were on a buddy basis or not. We had a lot in common and it was easy to talk to him so we were always around each other but that only means so much. However, as the night progressed, the booze started flowing and we began getting closer and closer. They played while I rocked out.. I remember turning to a friend and mentioning that I was happy to be a woman because if not I would have a raging, obvious hard on.

The bar closed and we all went back to my place for a beer. After establishing the sleeping situations, him and I casually said goodnight and headed for my room. I don’t think I let more then 10 seconds of cuddling happen before I flipped over and we started making out. It was hot!! So hot in fact, I didn’t think twice about fully taking him down this time. He was like the pussy whisperer. It didn’t even make sense what I was feeling or agreeing to and it was even better the next morning. If he didn’t have to be on the road at a certain time, I would’ve locked him in my room all day. But all good times must come to an end and you always appreciate it more when it’s occasional. So until next time…

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