The Guitar Player

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I had been chatting on an online erotic site for months with Paula when I accidentally replied to an innocent question and gave away my general location. Not a big deal, but over a week or so, she put two and two together and realized we lived closer together than either of us thought.We have had lots of fun, erotic chats, exciting cybersex and what we could be doing sexually to each other if we ever met. Lots of simulated oral sex and teasing of the genitals were a weekly gratification for us both— very sensual at every chat. I found myself looking forward to every planned chat with her.We probably described every part of our bodies to each other online and enjoyed describing how we could make one another explode in delight by fucking or whatever. I know I exploded quite a few nights and she sounded like there were orgasms on her end.She claimed her avatar was her and I knew mine was me, so we could visualize every moment as we typed merrily away to each other. But now there came a twist I wasn’t expecting.“How far from the Gulf are you, Jack?” she typed innocently during a chat.“Oh, about a quarter mile, why do you ask?” I replied, wondering how she knew about my proximity to the water. Did I screw up and inadvertently give up information? It didn’t matter as I was divorced as was she, according to her.Paula typed back, “Well, I think I may have seen you playing guitar at one of the casinos a few days ago. I remember a guy that looked like your avatar in a nice blue shirt, playing a red guitar and singing up a storm by himself. He was very entertaining.”I thought, “Really, Paula?” She thinks she really saw me! I knew it was a good possibility, but çankaya escort never thought it could happen.“Yeah, I was with friends and pretty high, but I was too surprised to do anything.”“Oh, oh!” I thought, then typed, “It’s possible, I’m not quite sure.”I did do a single act at the Rock in Biloxi several weeks before as I work the coast casinos regularly, especially the pool area as I’m big on Buffett, Taylor, and Eagles. “Do you remember which one?”“Yes, it was the Rock; you were playing in the evening. I thought it looked like you but wasn’t sure so I didn’t come up, plus you had a constant thing going on with some older women who kept talking to you between songs. You sounded great!”I didn’t know what to type. I waited. I remembered the three women well!“Was that you, Jack?” Paula typed. “Did I blow a chance to meet you face to face? I was in a second-floor room with a balcony overlooking the pool party. I’ve been hoping it was you, so man up, was it you?”I couldn’t believe that happened. I thought we were states apart in our many chats. What were the odds? We had some fun evenings having chat sex for an hour or two; Paula had an imagination and a dildo that I had pictures of. We had some very hot comments on what we would do to each other sexually and I think we both were extremely explicit in ‘what if.’I decided to go for it. “I believe it was, Paula; those women thought I was their own private band; they bought me enough cocktails for a three-piece band. Tell me the truth, did I really sound good to you?”I was trying to change the subject of the cougars stalking their prey. I fondly remembered the three girls’-night-out rus escort group. All attractive, well built and uninhibited ladies having a good time. I actually got my brains screwed out later that night and woke up in their room with a cutie under each arm!“Yeah, you did sound great, did you get lucky? LOL.” Paula paused and then, ”They all had the hots for you… just like me.”The pause went on until I typed, “ Really? I mean, were you excited?”“What do you think after all we’ve shared online? I started dreaming of us fucking as soon as I got to bed.” Paula paused. “I used my dildo twice that night just thinking it was you and we could actually spend real time together. I’m getting wet just thinking about the opportunity now.”Hey, Jack! I know you’re the person in the avatar and we have shared everything online, so I’m sure we should discuss it. Besides, you’re always chatting about how you would like to eat my pussy! This could be the chance!”I thought for a few seconds then typed. “If you’re serious, I’m playing next weekend, both nights at the same place from six to nine o’clock. Why don’t we think about it for a day or two? If you want to just stay online lovers, we can go that route; if you really want to meet with me, we can have a drink at the pool. I get a comp room when I play so it’ll be there if we want private time.”“Good idea, Jack; you think this over and chat about it tomorrow night. I like the idea. Same time tomorrow okay with you?”“Same time, beautiful!” I signed off the website, sat back and breathed out heavily. I had heard that these things happen and it looked like it might happen to us…***Well, eryaman escort it was the weekend and I was set up near the pool for the adults-only party (kids have to use the other pool). We agreed that we would finally meet at the pool and take it from there.My guitar was tuned and I started off with some ‘Brown-Eyed Girl,’ Buffett-style, to set everyone’s mood. I like the calypso feel to the song and it helps me get a good feel for the crowd. I looked to see who was tapping their feet or hands to the beat and I was pleased that most of the small crowd was already into the song. I kept playing my set for the next forty-five minutes.The sun was still up, throwing long shadows as I watched two cuties in big sunglasses and floppy hats walk through the entrance and get a table not too far away.The table next to them had three guys who immediately started their line of shit that seems universal in bars the world over. I could see the girls smile and nod at the guys, so I knew their first drinks were bought. The second round would depend on their availability for dancing, chatting, and more. I’ve seen this mating game played so many times that I’d miss it if it didn’t occur.My song ended and I spoke to the audience, ”Hi everyone, I’m Jack the Kat, and I do requests so if you have a song you like just write it down on the back of a ten or twenty and send it up to me. I don’t do Eagles, but I do sheep, goats and the occasional pig!” Always get a lot of laughs. But occasionally a ten or twenty in my tip jar. I love the tips! Sometimes I get invited to do private concerts in ladies’ rooms; that’s even better than the tips.I continued playing my set and watched as several couples danced and several others just sat and wiggled to the beat. One of the two cuties was dancing with a couple of the guys sitting next to them every other song and she finally gave out and sat down next to one of them. She seemed the life of the party.

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