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Subject: {ASSM} The Musician ( Repost ) By Katzmarek ( MF, I/R, Reluct )
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This is one of my first stories. Re-edited and corrected.
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The Musician
By Katzmarek
Author's Note.
This is a work of fiction. The views implicit in the story are
not necessary those of the author.
Larry was a musician. No, not some band hack playing for beers at
a local bar but a highly sort-after session man. In a day inthe
Studio he could turn some mundane ballad into a potential hit,
and get paid good money for it.
This meant travel, of course. Studio to studio Larry toted his
three guitars and ancient Orange amplifier, putting a riff on
here or a solo on there, for some emerging sensation. While they
did the interviews, posed for the photographs or clowned around
for a music video, he did the work.
Larry lived out of a suitcase for a week at a time, then went
home to his house on the beach, fed his cats and did the
shopping.He was grateful for the privacy it gave him. Unlike the
stars who lived behind security fences and had armed guards
followingthem around, no-one knew or cared who he was.
The only drawback was his family life, or lack of it. Now inhis
forties he had married four times but none had lasted more than a
couple of years. His constant travelling and lack of fame had
been too much pressure.
Generally he enjoyed being his own person. Always something of a
loner he never was much of a mixer and, frankly, hethought most
of the people in the music industry were too far up themselves to
bother with.
Mostly it was, listen to the tapes, do the gig, and slip back
home to hang out on the deck overlooking the ocean. He didn't
even play much when he was home. It was his work best left at the
office.
Once a week a little Chinese woman, Mai, would come in to clean
his house. She was in her late twenties, about 5 foot nothing,
long black hair, she always tied back, slim. With the baggy smock
she always wore, Larry could not tell much about her figure.
Lately he had began to have fantasies about her. He sometimes
imagined himself fucking her or having her blow him.
He began to speculate about what her ass would look like naked or
whether she had any tits. He imagined two small cones and a
little girlish butt, rather like a teenager's.
Something about Asian women he thought. All shy and compliant and
willing to please, at least in his fantasies they were and that
was all that mattered.
He thought about propositioning her but worried that she'd freak,
call the cops, or have six brothers come over and beat the crap
out of him. So he ogled when he thought she wasn't watching,
tried to peer down the neck of her smock when she stooped, and
later beat himself silly in the privacy of his bedroom.
One Thursday, after a few beers, he decided to throw caution to
the winds. He was sitting watching TV when Mai entered to do the
dusting.
"Mai", he called, " how would you like to earn another $200"?
"Larry"? She replied uncertainly, "what do you want me to do"?
"Would you like to come into my bedroom for a little while"?
"What for Larry? I just did in there".
"Well I wonder if you would like to ... play with me for a bit".
Larry was instantly intrigued by the little game. He rubbed his
thigh in anticipation of her answer.
"Oh no", she said giggling, "I can't do that", suddenlycatching
his drift, "I'm married...I'm a good girl".
"$200"? he said, "just for a little relief"?
"No I don't do that. You're a good man Larry. You can't ask me
that".
Larry felt emboldened. She had not run screaming from the room,
nor threatened him with the law.
"Okay", he said, "How about a little look then. $200 to seeyour
body, no touching".
"No, that is for my husband".
"$300 then, I won't do anything, I promise". Larry couldn'thelp
grinning at her discomfort.
"That's silly," she replied, "so much money just to see me?"she
grinned, clearly flattered. "Why?", she asked.
"Because.. I think you are cute" he answered.
"Oh Larry," she said, "That is a very nice thing you say. But
Asian girl... they have no... chest. Not like European women,
they are... out here". She indicated with her hands about a 44DD
bust.
"I like you the way you are", Larry said, "chest or no chest".
"Larry", she considered, "you are a nice man, but you don'thave
any lady. That's not fair, a nice man like you should have his
own lady. And you are so rich; many nice girls would want to be
with you".
"Too much travelling", Larry replied, "Most ladies don't wantto
be left alone all the time".
"That sad", she replied. She paused, seemingly making up her
mind.
"Okay, I'll do this for you but only once. And I can't go to bed
with you. That is for my husband, understand?"
"I understand", Larry's mouth went suddenly dry. "And no money",
she went on, "I not a whore, Okay?"
Larry could not believe that he had pulled it off. Mai followed
him, a little warily, into his bedroom. He sat on his bed, piling
the pillows behind his back to watch the show. Undoing his shorts
he began to push them down.
"What are you doing?" Mai asked nervously.
"I'm going to rub my dick. You don't mind do you?"
"I suppose not. You don't touch me, Okay?"
Slowly she began to undo the buttons of her smock. Larry pulled
off his shorts and his already hard cock sprang into view. He
fumbled in the nightstand and produced some massage oil. Eyes
still on Mai he began to rub the oil onto his dick.
Mai stooped to finish unbuttoning the smock so that it fell open.
Standing up Larry saw that she was wearing matching bra and
panties underneath. Mai took off the smock and folded it neatly
on the bed then stopped for a moment, watching Larry massaging
his cock. Mai began giggling.
"What's the matter?" Larry asked.
"It's ... it's... your..."
"Cock?" Larry suggested.
"Yes, your... cock...it's very big... Chinese man has much
smaller."
"Would you like to have a feel?" Larry asked.
Without answering Mai stepped forward and reached out with her
hand. Gingerly she ran her fingertips up the length, which made
Larry shudder.
Absently Mai began to slowly wank Larry, seemingly mesmerizedby
his hard member. His hand now free, Larry tentatively placed
his hand on Mai's bottom. He was right; it was small like a
teenager's. Mai gave a little start but left his hand there.
As Mai stroked his cock, Larry caressed her ass over herpanties,
gradually working lower and lower until his
fingertips felt the heat between her
girlish thighs. His hand
gradually tracked it's way past her small waist to the strap of
her bra.
As if broken from the spell Mai left his cock to quickly
undo the catch of her bra
which she then took off to fold in
the same careful manner.
Larry was right about her tits. They reminded him of teenagers.
Little cones, but tipped with enormous stiff nipples. Larry ran
his hands over them, pulling on her nipples and feeling them in
the palm of his hand.
"They're beautiful", he said.
Mai gave a sharp intake of breath and smiled nervously. Larry
carefully raced the line of her tummy down till hereached the
waste band of Mai's panties. Silently again Mai took the
cue and slid them down. Larry saw that she
had quite a hairy bush and ran his hand through it.
Mai's breathing quickened and Larry felt her hand begin to move
faster on his dick. Larry sought out the folds of her, now,very
wet pussy and commenced to stroke Mai. She shut her eyes and let
out a moan. Larry seized his chance and softly pulled her onto
the bed next to him. She did not resist.
Nor did she when his mouth sought hers. He thrust his
tongue in to her willing
mouth as they grabbed at one another.
Larry's hand fished into the draw of his nightstand
for a condom as Mai
sought his cock. Larry quickly tore the packet open and stretched
it over his pole. He rolled on top of
her between her legs and Mai
guided him into her entrance.
She was tight. Her vaginal walls gripped him tight as he slowly
slid in. He stopped, allowing her to adjust to his size, and
fiercely kissed her willing mouth. Eventually she said,
"You.... Can go", Larry began to thrust in and out, slowly at
first, but feeling their urgency gradually upped the tempo.
"Oh ...oh... yes ...Mmm.... ", she moaned as Larry continued to
thrust faster and faster.
"So big... Oh...oh... Nice...".
"Cum for me baby", Larry said as he sped up. He grabbed for a
nipple and pulled on it between his fingers.
"Yes... oh... oh...I cum ... for you".
With that she locked her legs round him and heaved in a series of
convulsions.
Afterwards they lay for a while on his bed. Larry whispered in
Mai's ear,
"See you next Thursday?"
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