Birthday High Jinks!

He looks into the crowd and zeros in on you.

You check about, wondering if it’s really you he’s looking at, or are you just wishfully thinking.

Nope, when you look back he’s grinning like a loon, and laughing at you. You point at yourself and he nods, a pick flies through the air and lands down the front of your top.

Shaking your head and grinning, you haul it back out. As he watches you kiss it, then open the top of your shirt and tuck it into your bra for safe keeping.

He bites his lip, then licks his lips, you feel yourself get warm.

As he continues to play and sing you notice he’s always checking you’re still there and what you’re doing.

You flirt with him with your eyes, and then you get bolder, your hands brushing your now heavy breasts, nipples poking through the material of your shirt, begging for his touch.

His brown eyes are nearly black from the play between you, luckily his guitar is covering his reaction to you, but you know that every time is guitar moves over him he’s picturing your hands or mouth on him. You become wetter; damn he’s good at his job of charming women.

He bites his lip again as you caress your neck, sliding your fingers downwards and slipping them into your blouse, then out again, just the thought of your fingers playing with yourself is driving him mad. Those teeth worry that lip more and more as the concert goes on.

As they leave the stage he blows you a kiss, you just stand there with a massive smile on your face. Hell this alone was worth all the crap of getting a front row seat, just the right place and spending hours choosing your outfit, just in case he gives you one little glance! Now you’ve had more than you’ve ever dreamed of, flirting with the man of your dreams all night, what a night to remember!

They return to the stage and a security man approaches you and gives you a note, you read it and gasp, he wants you to meet him afterwards. Your eyes fly to his and you see the question in his eyes, well?

You scribble on the note and send it back, he looks confused, but heads to the side of the stage so his guitar tech can show him what you’ve wrote. He walks back with a frown on his face and mouths, really?

You nod your head, yup. He stands playing, stunned.

When they leave the stage, the security guy guides you to the back of the stage; there in the darkness he awaits you. You step to him; his arms surround you and pull you into the closing blackness with him. His lips meet yours and your legs crumble from under you, he holds you tighter, showing you what he’s wanted to do all night to you.

Your hands are in his hair, holding that wicked mouth to yours, his tongue invades and you yield to it, letting it sweep into the dark recesses tasting you deeply. His hands cup your ass and he lifts you slightly off the floor and leans you into the wall behind you. You sob as his full weight pins you to it, god his hard and you feel him all the way to your core.

You want to say to hell with it and strip him then and there, but you can’t, won’t!

What seems like hours later you both finally pull away from each other, panting and full of want to take this further.

‘Well darlin, least tell me your name.’ His smile is so damn feral she can feel the heat.

‘Sue.’ You manage to whisper.

‘Well Sue my darlin, I can’t believe that all you want from me for your birthday is a kiss. I haven’t just kissed a woman for the sake of kissing her for years. You’ve reminded me it can be hotter than making love if you have the right woman with you. Thank you.’ He leant down and kissed her again, trying to see if she’d give in and take it further.

She pulled back, lips finally letting go of each other. ‘No thank you Richie, it’s been the best birthday present I could have asked for. And darlin as much as I want you right this minute, and you are the man I’ve lusted after for twenty odd years, I don’t think I could live with myself to have a one night stand, I’m getting to old for that shit!’ She laughed up at him.

‘Damn, quoting Mel’s lines at me huh, and who said it’d be a one night stand?’ He laughed, pulling her in for a hug, then dug out a marker from his back pocket, opened her blouse so he could see the tops of her breast, ‘If you change your mind…’ and wrote his cell on her breast, his fingers brushing them making the nipples harden even more. He placed a kiss just above his writing making her shiver and see saw between standing firm, or jumping him.

‘Seriously? That’s your number?’ She couldn’t believe it.

‘Ring it.’ His arms slipped about her waist, pulling her close as she dug out her phone and carefully dialed the number, damn hard to read upside down and backwards, but she coped! His cell rang and he dug it out of his pocket, and answered it, hot damn it was his number.

Closing both phones they kissed again, loosing themselves in just the pleasure of kissing.

‘So now you know it’s mine, are you going to use it again? I’d love it if you did Susu darlin.’

She shivered, he’d hit on her nick name her Jovi gf’ds called her, ‘Oh Richie if you mean it, then I’ll call you.’ She blushed prettily.

‘I wouldn’t have given it you if I didn’t want to see you again darlin, now would I?’ He kissed her once more and reluctantly walked her back to the security guard. ‘Remember, call me, I want to see you again.’ His face showed how serious he was.

‘Okay, I’ll use it, but will you answer it?’ She grinned cheekily at him.

He sighed, and showed her as he added her to his contacts, and saved it. ‘Satisfied?’

‘Not yet, but later maybe.’ With a saucy salute and a quick kiss, she sauntered off with the guard. But she couldn’t resist a look back, he was still there smiling at her, she blew him a kiss and disappeared.

An hour or so later, his phone went with a text; he opened it, whooped and headed for the door. The text read ‘I want my birthday present and more besides. Cum get me!’ And her hotel info.

His text back was ‘On way, I’ll pick up a bow for wrap it for you. Btw, happy birthday Susu darlin, or it will be!’