Chapter Twenty One

 

Roger was used to being in control, but just for a change, he wasn’t, and didn’t know how to handle the situation. Last night’s band practice had been a disaster from the moment that Cedric had walked in late, and when it ended, had been the worst possible conclusion.

Roger and Sue had got there early, before Rick Thomas, and were chatting with five of the more senior members. These people had been with the band for at least five years, and were openly discussing forming a break away band, as they were so cheesed off with the way that matters had developed. When Roger and Sue walked in, they went quiet, but before anyone else had the chance to say anything, Roger said

‘I can guess what you’re talking about, and frankly, Sue and I are pretty hacked off with it as well.’

That broke the ice, and the discussion only stopped when Thomas entered the room. They quietly arranged to meet in the pub later, and started their practice. It went pretty well, until Cedric came in, and plonked his fat arse on a chair at the front. Usually, as a matter of courtesy, if you came in late, you waited before the particular practice piece had been completed before talking your seat, but it was obvious to everyone that Cedric was pissed, as he started playing before the piece of music ended, joining in so poorly that everyone else stopped playing. That annoyed him, as he looked round aggressively, trying to pick an argument with anyone who would indulge him. Before he had the chance to start an argument, Thomas tapped his baton on his music stand to gain attention.

‘Sue, I want you to solo again, this time as the female voice playing in the Abba selection. I’ve marked everything for you with this music’ he handed her the sheet music ‘so as I know you can play by ear and don’t need to practice, shall we give it a go?’

Both Roger and Sue were taken aback, because this was a new departure for Thomas. He usually insisted that all was rehearsed in depth by the solo artist alone before playing with the band, and Roger and Sue exchanged glances, wondering what was coming. The band started up, with Cedric playing to his usual poor standard, and then Sue stood up to play, with the other members who had nothing to play sitting, appreciating her ability. Cedric was one of them, and he loudly said

‘She can play with my trumpet any time.’

Fortunately she was concentrating so hard that she didn’t hear, but Roger certainly did, shooting him a filthy look. This was replied with a look of pure amusement and mischief. Sue continued, playing with such verve and ability that at the end everyone, including Rick Thomas, gave her a spontaneous round of applause. When it stopped, Cedric said in a loud voice

‘she’s got one hell of a pair of lungs. I’d get her out of breath if I had the chance.’

That was it, Roger was on his feet, but not for long as Cedric, even though he was more pissed than anyone had realised, was ready for him, and pushed Roger over without a lot of difficulty. As he went, he took three other players with him, ending up on the floor with two male and one female brass players, and a complete loss of dignity.

‘Ow, my arm,’ said one of the trumpet players.

‘I can’t move my elbow’ said the tuba player, with his right arm at a strange unnatural angle.

Roger extricated himself with difficulty, and when they were all finally standing, three had broken limbs, all Roger was suffering from was loss of face. Rick Thomas was furious.

‘Right, where’s the keys to the minibuses. Roger, as it’s ALL your fault, you’re driving these three to casualty, and you’ll wait until they’re plastered.’

‘Look here,’ said Roger, ‘these aren’t going to be the only ones who get plastered. Have a look at this thick pisshead, and then ask yourself if the blame doesn’t land a lot closer to home. Right, I’m off with YOUR band members, as you don’t seem to give a shit about them.’ To Sue. ‘And she’s coming as well, to keep me company, while I’m hanging around waiting for your sidekick’s efforts to be seen to. We’re going to have a serious talk when I get back, not just about what’s happened here. Don’t think that we haven’t been watching at what’s been going on lately.’

‘I think that you’d better explain yourself, young man,’ said Thomas.

‘There’s a time and a place for everything, and that’s not now. There’s the injured to be seen to first. When’s the next band practice? Thursday, isn’t it? That’s only the day after tomorrow. If anyone’s got any objections, I suggest that we have a clear the air talk then.’

With that, Roger grabbed the minibus keys and took Sue and the three walking wounded with him. He deposited them at the entrance to accident and emergency department, telling them to find him in the car park when they were fit and ready to go. Roger then drove the minibus with him and Sue to the car park, just making it under the height restriction barrier. When they were parked, they both sat there for at least five minutes, saying nothing. Sue was the first to break the silence.

‘Well, that’s put the cat among the pigeons.’

‘Sure has. But it just couldn’t continue as it was, with Cedric getting pissed, speaking to you like that, and playing such lousy music. Pissed and speaking like that, well, I can just about tolerate, but playing bum notes, that’s the worst thing possible’.

Sue hit him hard on the shoulder. ‘Bastard. You know I can’t tolerate him playing badly. But on the other hand, it makes my playing seem all the better.’

‘Impossible.’

‘That’s better. If you come in the back, then you might get a treat in reward.’

Roger needed no second bidding, and was soon lying full length across the bench back seat, with Sue lying alongside him, in his arms, happily snogging away. It was quite dark in the back of the car park, and even darker in the back of the minibus, so while they were kissing Roger managed to extricate his right hand, using it to pull his zip down. Of course, Sue was aware of what he was doing, shifting her position to make it easier. His greatest difficulty came when he tried to remove his big prick from his pants, but he somehow managed, so he could guide her hand to his member so she could do something about his erection. Without breaking their kissing, she managed to work her hand up and down his shaft, with their passion being so intense that they both had difficulty in breathing properly. Sue was the first to break away, as she wanted to give him more reward. The floor was carpeted at the back, making it quite comfortable for her to kneel at his crotch, taking his prick in her mouth as now both hands were free to work the base of his erection. Still using both hands, she removed her mouth to say

‘Been a good boy, then? Deserve this treat.’

‘Oh yes,’ he moaned, ‘I’ve been ever such a good boy. I deserve everything that you’re going to get.’

Sue continued with her hands, while at the same time replaced her mouth on him. He was far too big for her to cope going completely in her mouth, which is why she was glad that she could use both hands, but she took him as deep as she possibly could, almost swallowing his prick as it got a long way at the back of her throat. She opened her lips wider, instinctively wanking his prick deeply into her mouth, so she didn’t gag and spoil it for him, and she knew that she was good at this. No, not just good, with practice she would be an expert. The best part? She loved it. She loved listening to his moans, she loved riding her obliging mouth on his prick, she loved taking it as deep as she could, and she knew that in time with sufficient experience she would be able to take it all in. Sue was looking forward to working with Roger on this. She was breathing through her nose, so had no problems with taking and filling her mouth, and she wondered what she was going to do when he climaxed. Would she take it in her mouth, keep it there to savour, and then swallow? Or would she take one surge at the back of her mouth, swallow that, as she used her hands to finish him so he came all over her face. Or would she stop before he came, remove him from her mouth, and then use both hands to release his come all over her very willing body, which at present was still encased in her top. No, it wouldn’t be the last option, as she didn’t want to spend the rest of the evening wearing his come all over her, advertising what they had been doing. But she would save that option for another time, and use her top as a sort of glove, or mitt, so he could spend himself all over here. But the decision was going to have to be made very soon, as she could sense that his climax wasn’t far away.

Roger jerked as his climax started, and Sue knew that she wanted to take him deep in her throat. She sucked her lips around him as lightly as she could, so his lubrication couldn’t escape her willing mouth, in and out he went, but never completely exiting, until he had climaxed all he was going to, all his come inside her mouth. Sue then slowly, ever so slowly, used both hands to take him by the base, and push him away. He looked down as she rolled her tongue around her mouth, licking her lips, his come glowing in the dark, and she then still slowly closed her mouth, took one very large swallow, and then opened her mouth again. All gone. She had a look of complete satisfaction on her face as he took her arms, gently guiding her back onto the seat alongside him.

‘That was fantastic,’ he said breathlessly. ‘You’ve never taken me that deep before. How the hell did you manage it?’

Sue had a lovely contented smile on her face as she replied ‘I’ve been thinking about taking you deep for some time, and thought that now might be the best time to try it. It was. And I’ve got other ideas where I’d like to experiment with your prick in my mouth.’

Roger looked at her in reply.

‘But I’m not going to tell you now. They’re going to be saved for when you’ve been a good boy again.’

‘Oh, I’ve been ever so good.’

‘Not good enough. The lads are on their way back. Look.’

Roger looked up to see the three people coming towards him, all with bandaged arms. Oh well, there’s always another time.