Concert 5

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Archer parked his car and took a minute to make sure nothing was on the seats or visible anywhere that could attract attention. The last thing he wanted was to come out to broken windows and a missing cell phone, his car ransacked and no way to contact the police. But everything was clear, so he locked up and stretched a bit as he looked up at the coliseum. It had been a while since he had been to a concert and he had decided to treat himself now that Sophia wasn't in his life to criticize every penny he didn't spend on her. He leaned back against the door of the car and smiled. He could already feel the music in his bones. Not wanting to waste another minute he started toward the doors and the long queue that was forming. He had his ticket in hand, a bit of spending cash for whatever he felt like getting, and no intention whatsoever of letting thoughts of his bitchy ex intrude on him now.

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It was turning out to be an amazing night, and he was riding a high after the openers. He had always liked metal, ever since he was a kid, and Slayer was the quintessential metal band. With Anthrax and Megadeth rounding out the first two hours of the concert it was already turning out to be a good night and with the anticipation in the air he felt his heart pumping and his body humming with more energy than he had felt in the last five years. It still amazed him just how much energy another person could suck out of you. Sophia had been a leech, tearing away everything he had wanted to do and be, trying to remake him into the sort of person she wanted in her life. She had changed so much about him that he hardly recognized himself anymore. He had made a lot of concessions to try and save their marriage, but when she accused him of having an affair she had taken things a step too far and that had been that.

With a snarl he pushed away thoughts of her and of the last twelve years. The last thing he wanted here was to think about his failed marriage and his shrew of an ex-wife. Metallica was about to start the main part of the show and he didn't want to miss a single thing. Even after years and genre changes and rotating bass players they still put on the best show in the world. He moved down to the open floor near the stage and pushed and mingled in with the crowd that was already hyped and when the opening strains of 'Battery' began to hum from the amps it was like someone threw gasoline on an open fire. They practically exploded into movement and he was no different. To one side of him was a guy easily in his fifties with long dark hair streaked with grey that seemed to have boundless energy as he thrashed along with the song, while on the other side was a kid of perhaps twenty with a buzz cut and the most ripped chest that Archer had ever seen bared as he moved with the music.

He had a lot of issues, he knew, a lot of things to work out and hidden aggression that was at a boiling point and as the band moved on to 'Hardwired' he let it all out and not a person there judged him or looked at him as if he were out of place. No... this was where he fit, this was where he really belonged.

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He saw her the first time during 'St. Anger' and stared because there was no reason not to. She was tiny, just a hair over five feet and if she cleared a hundred pounds he would have been surprised. Her long dark hair was a riot around her head as she moved with more energy than anyone else around as they transitioned into 'Hit the Lights'. She was busty for her size, with a little halter that pushed up her chest and left her midriff bare all the way to her hips. Her legs were mostly bare, just a pair of cutoffs that left bare skin down to her shoes. She caught him looking and smiled, shooting him a wink before the crowd swallowed her again and he shook his head, never figuring he would see the hot little brunette again.

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It was easy to lose track of time when you felt as good as he did and when the music was this phenomenal it only added to that. They could have played all night and he never would have stopped moving, he could happily have danced himself to death and never raised a complaint. But when the mystery girl was suddenly dancing with him, she somehow managed to draw more of his attention than the music. With her size and her fresh, young energy she could have passed for sixteen easily but he knew that she would be at least a bit older than that just because she was here. But she looked up at him with clear blue eyes lit with joy soon they had synced up and were moving together. It felt good, someone who could match him, even out-pace him this way and as the guitar riff at the end of 'Jump in the Fire' came up she grabbed him with both hands to keep them steady and together through the press of the crowd.

They had a bit of a breather between songs then and she didn't look away from his face. He wondered if he knew her from somewhere, if she was the girlfriend or sister of a friend he had forgotten about during the last deteriorating years of his marriage, but no name came to match the face and when he leaned down to ask her her name, she slipped a hand around the back of his head and turned to capture his mouth with a kiss, pressing her body up against his and just like that he was lost.

It had been so long since he had felt such honest and complete affection that he was kissing her back instantly as the band started into 'King Nothing'. He slid his hands across her hips and felt the tonicity of her muscles under her skin. She was vibrating with energy and when his hands came down to cup her ass she bit his lip and pulled away to smile at him before she turned her back and he acted on instinct, grabbing her and pulling her back against his chest, she grinned up at him and moved along with the music, an arm coming up to the back of his head as she moved along with the music, her ass pressed back against him and he felt her warmth and energy acutely as she tilted her head back and looked up at him.

He bent down to kiss her again and she welcomed him eagerly, pressing up to meet him and when his hand slid up to grasp her breasts through her top she moaned into his mouth. He could feel her hard nipple and when he caught it with his fingers and pinched she gasped and pulled out of the kiss, her eyes flashing with some emotion he couldn't read. She said something that was lost in the opening strains of 'Moth Into Flame' and he shook his head, his face puzzled, so she pulled him down closer to growl into his ear.

"Harder." She said before her teeth nipped his earlobe and he jerked back a bit, making her laugh and try to slip out of his arms, but he didn't let her go. She was most of a foot smaller than he was and he had a good sixty pounds on her, most of it muscle, and she wasn't going anywhere. He jerked her back against his chest, still moving with the music and his hand slid down and then back up, under her top, aided by the slickness of sweat on her skin and he felt the firm but yielding swell of her breast in his hand. She bared her teeth at the feel and rolled her eyes in pleasure as he gripped and kneaded her flesh, her red-stained lips curled in a wicked, hungry smile.

"Yeah..." She said as she covered his hand with hers and he squeezed harder, his other hand slipping up to grasp the other breast and squeeze, pulling her back against his chest and he felt her vibrant, youthful energy. It was like a heady liquor and he couldn't get enough of it.

He felt her hands slip back and rub his legs and then up to grip the bulge of his erection with a tight squeeze. She looked up at him again and the look she gave him was unmistakable. He drew her back and up, bending down to catch her mouth with his and the kiss lingered on a long time, well into 'Fade to Black' and when she drew away from him again she was breathing fast and her hands were working awkwardly behind her back. He felt his fly come open and then her hands were on him, pulling him free and caressing him and he knew just what he had to do. He moved his hands down and she gave her ass a wiggle to help him push the shorts down far enough that he could slip his fingers across the smooth, slick mound of her pussy and feel just how hot and wet she was.

"My back pocket." She managed to get out as he slid two fingers into her and his free hand fished in first one, then the other of her tight back pockets to find a condom there. She took it from him and after a moment she had it on him and there was no mistaking her intent at that point. He looked her in the eye as the song faded out and then back up into 'Fight Fire With Fire' and he just nodded and bent his knees enough that he could line up with her and she arched her back, pushing her ass back and his hands gripped her ass and then he was in her and thrusting up hard enough to lift her from her feet. She cried out but it was lost in the noise of music and people and when she settled back down on her feet she was moving with the music, fucking him in time with the rhythm and he had never felt anything like it in his life. She was almost fever-warm and the clench and grip of her core was enough to make him groan. His hands came back up, holding her close and he felt her bare skin under his hands.

Their earlier heavy petting had left her chest bared, but she didn't seem to notice let alone care. His breath was coming faster and he could feel the race of her pulse in the clench of her pussy around him. It was just a half-beat behind the race of her heart that he felt under his hand on her left breast.

"Yeah..." She snarled as she turned her head to kiss him again. "Come on... harder..." She said, kissing him between words and he could taste the liquor on her tongue as he did his best to do what she wanted, drawing back and thrusting in hard again, lifting her feet from the ground and she laughed at the feeling.

"Yeah... just like that..." He said through clenched teeth as the song switched to 'Fuel' and he gave her all he had, pounding into her and lifting her petite body up from the floor with each thrust, feeling his cock hit her cervix with each one and she grunted and held onto him, a hand at the back of his neck, the other gripping his wrist, tugging until he let her move his hand up to her throat. He squeezed hard and she grinned as her body flushed with orgasm, her mouth opening in 'O' of release even as her eyes rolled back in her head. The clench of her core was so tight that there was no mistaking her orgasm for anything else and he couldn't even move through her. He took a minute to catch his breath and settle her on her feet. But when her eyes were able to focus again, she snarled at him.

"Why did you stop?" She asked, clearly angry. She stepped away from him, his cock slipping out of her, but she took him by the hand and marched him through the crowd, uncaring that her top was up above her chest and her shorts were still down around her thighs. She led him to a wall and backed up against it. "Come on, goddammit. Fuck me like you hate me for Christ's sake." She was so tiny and light that it was easy for him to move her around and he lifted her off of her feet and pressed her against the wall when her legs wrapped around his waist. It took just a moment to line himself up and she grabbed his hair in both hands and looked him right in the eye.

"If you don't leave a mark, it doesn't count." She said and then she drew him in for a kiss that was hard enough to leave bruises and he pushed into her with all of the force he had, making her break the kiss to cry out. She held onto him with all four limbs as he fucked her, his mouth at her breasts, tasting her sweat and feeling the warmth of her flesh as he drew back and then slammed into her again, drawing a cry from her that she didn't even try to stifle.

He had never experienced anything like this before, and he wasn't about to let go of her now. He grunted with each hard thrust, their bodies slapping together again and again and she drew him up with amazing strength, her hard nipple slipping from his mouth as she crushed her lips to his to stifle her sobbing as she came again and he knew that he wasn't far behind. He did his best to keep moving through her but the clench of her core was so tight that it was impossible. He gritted his teeth and held her in place as she kissed him, finally releasing his mouth and panting for breath, her eyes half closed and her whole body slicked with sweat.

"C'mon..." She panted. "More... fuck me more..." She moved her hips and bared her teeth, her hands gripping his shoulders and her breath rasping as 'Ride the Lightning' began and he couldn't help but think of how appropriate the song was. He moved through her more and the sounds that he drew out of her carried even over the music and drove him wild.

He had never had a lover like this before, not even when he and Sophia were still in the happy, adventurous stage of their dating, all those years ago. This woman, this stranger who he knew nothing about, was making him feel things he had never felt before. He gritted his teeth and fought against his orgasm as hard as he could until she leaned in close and whispered to him, her words clear over the music.

"Cum for me." She said and he couldn't stop himself. He grunted and thrust hard, seating himself deep in her body and groaned as he spent himself into the condom. He was panting for breath as she clung to him, kissing his neck and face and stroking him with her hands as she gently disentangled from his grasp. His cock slipped from her and he leaned against the wall as she adjusted her clothes, still sheltered between him and the wall.

"God... I've never felt anything like that." He said and she grinned and kissed him again, playfully biting his lip before she started to slip away. But he caught her wrist and pulled her back in for another kiss.

"Will I see you again?" He asked finally and she shrugged and twisted out of his grip with an ease that was startling.

"Maybe." She said with a wink of those big blue eyes.

"Can I get your name at least?" He asked and she shook her head.

"Nope." And then she was gone as quickly as she had appeared, leaving him standing and staring after her as 'I Disappear' started to play.

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He thought about her a lot over the three weeks that followed the concert and every time he heard Metallica on the radio the memories were as clear as crystal. She haunted his dreams and distracted him at work and made it possible to get through the last bitter weeks of his divorce, when Sophia, who had accused him of infidelity had admitted her own affair with her boss at work. He had separated from her completely and she had expressed her undying hatred for him, which he found very ironic.

But he got a new apartment in Sherwood Park, just outside of the city and he was enjoying being single again. He hadn't realized just how much of their income that Sophia was hoarding away until they had to split their bank account and he saw the thousands of dollars that she had squirrelled away while telling him they were too broke to afford anything he wanted.

He stopped by a the dry cleaners on his way home from work to pickup his clothes and as he was loading them into his car he heard a sweet voice and turned his head in curiosity. He froze as he watched a woman come out of the daycare next door and see a little girl off with her parents.

Her hair was back in a neat tail and she wore a long skirt and comfortable blouse under an apron, glasses perched on her nose and her manner was completely different but he'd know her anywhere... he'd never forget her as long as he lived. She turned to go back into the building and paused to look at him. By the slow smile that crept across her mouth he knew that she recognized him as well. She stood her ground as he advanced and looked up at him.

"I'm Archer." He said, holding out his hand and she took it in her dainty one. "Archer Erikson."

"Callie Riley." She said with that smile still on her lips. "Pleased to meet you, Archer."

"Would you... uhh... would you like to get dinner sometime?" He asked and she shook her head, making his heart fall.

"No..." she said and his face fell even as her smile brightened. "Not 'sometime'." She shook her head. "Right now. Let's go get dinner right now." She said and he realized that she had never let go of his hand as she looked up at him with those huge blue eyes and he never said yes to anything else so fast in his life.

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