The Sauna Part 239

We’d finished our meals and then parted ways as Jon and I intended to do a bit of shopping. We browsed through the shops along the Marienplatz and purchased a few souvenirs for the kids and a few things for ourselves. I had to stop Jon from buying the store as he desperately wanted to make sure I had whatever I wanted for my birthday.

“Babe, just because I pick it up, it doesn’t mean that I necessarily want it” I chided gently. “You’ve already done way too much and all I want is to spend the day alone with you…celebrating” I whispered seductively.

“I know I can arrange that” he purred back, deciding he’d cancel the dinner with the guys. They’d understand, he smiled to himself.

We walked back to the limo and headed straight for the venue where Jon met the guys and they proceeded to walk through the sound check. I checked my messages and saw that I’d missed a phone call from Jim and immediately called him back.

“Cherie left early this morning to fly home. She should be back in Buffalo by noon” Jim told me quickly. “I’m on pins and needles waiting to hear from her” he added anxiously.

I explained what we’d done to insure her safety, despite her lack of caution herself, and he breathed a sigh of relief. I checked my watch and it was nearing six o’clock here which meant her plane would be landing in Buffalo soon and I wanted to call Rick and warn him to be on hyperalert. Cherie would most likely go to the house and wait for Dave to come home from work. He thanked me for the heads up and both he and Jared would be waiting on standby. The sound check was finished and I shared the news with Jon as we drove back to the hotel for a snack and to get ready.

“Do you still want to come to the show tonight, babe?” Jon asked as we snacked on a plate of cheese, meat and bread with some fruit.

“I was still planning to come as the show will be ending just about the time Dave should get to the house, so there isn’t a whole lot to do until Rick calls with some news. Besides, it’ll take my mind off what’s happening if I can watch you guys play and I don’t want to miss Richie and his mandolin” I smiled.

“Yeah, that’ll be a first” he grinned as he finished shaving and changed into his gig clothes.

One of my birthday gifts from Jon had been a pair of skin tight black leather pants and I was anxious to wear them and tonight’s show was a perfect opportunity. I sucked in my gut and pulled them up, tying the laces as tight as I could before I let out my breath. I grabbed my trusty leather halter with fringe and called to Jon to come lace me up in the back and he let out an appreciative wolf whistle when he saw me.

“Now that was worth 250 euros!” he smiled as he tied up the laces and I pranced back and forth, modeling the outfit.

“I don’t look like some comic book super hero, right?” I asked as I slipped on my favorite leather boots.

“I used to think Wonder Woman was pretty sexy, but damn, baby…I’m glad I got into these pants myself first” he cackled lasciviously, drawing my attention to his prominent boner.

“Just as long as those pants aren’t cutting off your circulation, my love. I don’t want to damage the family jewels” I smirked.

“Don’t you worry, the equipment’s just fine. If we had a little more time, I’d be happy to show you” he offered.

“C’mon, stud, let’s find that leather vest of yours and go knock ’em dead” I giggled.

Jon grabbed our coats and we headed across the hall to collect Richie who was still getting ready as he called to us to come in and wait. He came out of the bathroom still wrapped in a towel and drying his hair and stopped short when he saw us. I let out a whistle myself as he cut a fine figure, looking fresh from the shower and he beamed.

“Well, fuck! Maybe I’ll rethink my choice for tonight’s gig clothes” he laughed.

“I’m sure the fans would love what you’re wearing right now” I teased.

“Hey, you got that eelskin vest with you, man? That’d be perfect” Jon suggested.

“Yeah, let me go dig it out” Richie agreed.

He emerged from the bedroom in his own leather pants and the eelskin vest with no shirt and I nodded my approval. Heike was in for a treat, I thought to myself and so was the audience. It had been quite a while since they’d treated their fans to seeing this much skin and it reminded me what I’d been missing too. Richie donned a black leather cowboy hat and long burgundy jacket and I was escorted to the elevator by the two hottest men on the planet.

The rest of the guys were waiting when we reached the lobby and there was a small crowd of both fans and photographers just outside the doors. The guys signed some autographs and posed for some pictures before joining me inside the limo.

“So what got into the three of you?” Dave asked, poking Richie in the ribs.

“Hey, don’t go blaming me! They started it” Richie protested, nodding at me and Jon.

“Show ’em your birthday present, baby” Jon prompted.

I took off my coat and the guys whistled and hooted and I blushed at being the center of attention-even with just the guys. I was almost forty-five, but it felt pretty good to know I could still turn a few heads and it was rather fun to be naughty for a change. I was determined to make tonight fun and leave my worries about Cherie and Dave on the back burner, at least for a few hours.


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The show was scheduled to begin at eight and we arrived at the venue just after seven. The warm-up band was already on stage and they sounded pretty decent for a local band and they must have been popular as the crowd seemed enthusiastic. It looked like it would be a good night.

We headed straight for Jon’s dressing room and proceeded to make good use of the time we had before the performance began. He shut the door promptly and pinned me against it, grinning mischievously with a wicked look on his face as he fumbled with the ties that held on my halter.

“I thought that you rather liked this particular outfit, but you seem awfully anxious to remove it” I observed with a smirk.

“Baby, if I don’t get some relief fast I’ll be singing in a higher key for the whole show” he chuckled.

“Oh, the sacrifices I make for the fans” I laughed, trailing my hands over the bulge in his crotch.

“It’s all about the music, babe” he agreed as he peeled down his pants and released his erection and I dropped to my knees.

I took his engorged shaft into my mouth, gently licking and sucking the length of it as he ran his fingers through my hair. A soft sigh of contentment escaped from his lips as I continued to minister to his swollen need and we switched our positions with Jon backing up to the door. He leaned heavily against it while I cupped his balls in my hand, feeling their weight.

“Trish, darlin’, there’s a couch right behind you” he panted.

I looked up at his face and smiled as he looked down at me, his eyes flickering with his desire. I nodded assent and he raised me up, his hands teasing my nipples which had become hard little knobs. I closed my eyes for a moment, savoring the feel of his hands on my flesh and he growled low in his throat. In one swift movement, he picked me up and carried me to the couch, devouring my mouth with his own.

He unfastened the laces that stood in his way and I wriggled out of my pants as he peeled them down, exposing my glistening folds. Without taking time to remove anymore clothing, he buried his shaft to its hilt in my steamy center and I bucked hard against him at the force of his thrust. I felt his hot breath tickle the bare skin on my shoulder as he plunged deeper inside me and my fingers clutched at the firm mound of his ass.

Jon cried out loudly as he exploded unexpectedly, filling me with a flood of his own and I pulled his head up to look into his eyes. The raw hunger I saw made me gasp with delight and felt my own wave overtake me. My muscles contracted and I gripped him harder, wringing the last of his seed from his pulsating manhood. He heaved a sigh of relief as I stroked his hair from his face and he rolled to his side, still firmly lodged deep within me.

“Fifteen minutes to showtime” we heard from the hall and we both softly giggled.

I trailed my fingers through the dampened fur on his chest and licked the sweat from his jaw and he opened his eyes, gazing at me with the deep blue color of satisfaction.

“I love you, lady” he murmured softly, kissing me tenderly on the lips.