The next three days went by in a haze for Charlie. She tried to get on with the routine things in her life, working, sleeping, eating but all were proving too difficult, she couldn't sleep, she'd lost her appetite and her work was suffering as her mind wasn't focused. Every second her thoughts wandered to Gary, his large hands, his soft lips, she could still feel his hard thick erection inside her and if she closed her eyes for long enough she could smell his aftershave. She felt like she was going mad as at times she'd convince herself it had all been a dream and then reality would kick in like the seering pain across her buttocks when she tried to sit, it had been very real.
That morning Charlie left her flat and walked to work as usual. It was a miserable rainy day so she ran most of the way, jogging a little now and again. Reaching the door of the studio she ran inside out of the cold and straight to the office. She was on her own today as there were no bookings and Mr Patterson was at meetings all day.
Charlie walked to kitchen, coffee first then work, the kitchen will forever remind her Gary, she felt lucky that she had experienced what others only dream of but sad that it would never happen again.
On her way down the hall Charlie noticed the red light above studio one's door was lit underneath it the words beamed "Recording...Do Not Enter".
She stare at the door, she tried the handle but it was locked. She'd have to ring Mr Patterson he'd obviously forgotten to tell her there'd be someone here. As she turned to go back to the office she heard the studio door open behind her and a familiar voice say, "Hello!" Charlie froze to the spot, she couldn't breathe. "Are you not talking to me Charlie?" Gary asked, she could tell he was smiling as he spoke-the tone of his voice made her blush. Slowly charlie turned , and there he stood, both hands stuffed in the pockets of his trousers pulling the material tight across his crotch, his black shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbow and his collar opened showing his chest hair. All she could do was stand and stare at him. Taking his hand out of his pocket Gary gestured towards the studio door, Charlie walk slowly towards him and squeezing past him through the door entrance her head was filled with his aftershave. She could feel the ache of excitement in the pit of her stomach as Gary locked the door behind them.
Taking her hand Gary led he over to the piano, he sat down and without looking at her he patted the seat, "sit with me," he said quietly. Charlie sat, her body stiff-afraid she might brush against him. Reaching over Gary put his arm around her waist and pulled her towards him sliding her along the leather piano stool. His leg rested against hers she could feel him burning through her dress. Charlie's eyes scanned his body watching the muscles on his arms flex as he prepared to play. Her eyes moved to his hands, holding each finger Gary twisted the knuckle on each one cracking them a little. His long elegant fingers began to move sensually over the piano keys and the most heavenly music filled the air. Gary didn't sing, he just played with his eyes closed. Charlie watched his face contort and his eye brows dance up and down, as he played his lips pressed together his tongue appearing now and again touching his top lip his whole body swayed to the music. There was something very erotic about watching him play, this was a very personal moment she was witnessing and she was honoured to be there beside him. It was like he was making love to the piano and it moaned from his touch. Her eyes moved to the bulge between his legs she could see that it was arousing him.
Charlie was so taken with his body language she hasn't realised the music had stopped, the hum of the piano stayed in the air. Gary sat completely still his eyes closed and his hands still touching the piano keys, she held her breath afraid she might have disturbed him, he was in another place right now. Finally Gary moved his hands away from the piano rubbing them up and down on his thighs, opening his eyes he turned to Charlie, "what ya think?," "magnificent" charlie whispered. Gary leaned in towards her and kissed her softly on the cheek and looked at her smiling he quickly turned away looking down at his hands. Charlie felt confused, he was acting a little shy, not at all like the Gary she'd seen a few days ago, his coyness made her feel confident.
Standing up Charlie lifted her leg and sat astride him on his knee. Gary looked at her, his face looked sad after playing, she wanted to bring back to life again. Holding his face in her hands Charlie kissed him on the forehead, then his eye, his other eye, a small kiss on his nose. Gary's eyes closed welcoming her kisses, finally she kissed him softly on his lips, pecking hungrly waiting for a response. Taking her tongue she moved it along his top lip, there was his response, Gary's mouth opened, his tongue searching for hers. She took his tongue between her lips and softly sucked it, his hands moved up her thighs as he groaned. Charlie leaned in opened mouthed and kissed him hard moaning into his mouth holding his head pulling him into her. His hand moved down her thighs as he scraped her with his nails digging into her. Mid kiss Charlie pulled away leaving Gary's mouth wide open, his eyebrows knitted together questioning. Standing up Charlie leaned back against the piano dull musical notes filled the air as she sat on the piano keys. Pulling up her dress she opened her legs, Gary's eyes widened as he saw she wasn't wearing pants. Looking at her he grinned, "you're a tease Charlie," he licked his lips as he looked between her legs again. Charlie slipped off her sandal and moved her foot up Gary's thigh to his crotch, she rubbed her foot against him feeling his erection. Gary gripped the piano stool and leaned back against the piano behind him, moving his head back he moaned. Charlie's foot pushed hard against his crotch moving it up and down his shaft. Gary hurriedly zipped down his trousers and reaching in pulled out his cock, he was beautiful, she felt its warmth under her foot as she rubbed its wet tip with her toes. Gary breathed in sharply, "Oh! Jesus," he moaned as he stretched both arms out over the piano keys throwing his head back further, the dull plinking of the piano cut the silence.
Charlie watched his Adams apple move up and down his muscular neck as he continued to groan. Her foot continued to massage him feeling this hard shaft and pushing against his soft balls. Gary's hips moved along to the rythm of her foot. She could see his chest heaving as she pulled his cock back until it was standing upright, his mouth opened she new he was ready to come.
Suddenly Gary sat up and grabbed Charlie's foot stopping her."ooooh!, not yet", he grinned at at herpanting heavily, "I have plans for you" he said as he kissed the sole of her foot and putting his warm moist mouth around her toe he sucked it.
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