Mic and Eri

Chapter 10

Keri and Sarah and Mick Are Jammin'

When my life with Keri began, I'd a fairly set weekly routine. Monday night was usually a recovery day from a weekend competition. Tuesday was movie night as a local theater had discount prices and I do love going to the movies. Wednesday was laundry day and at night was Jam Night. The rest of the week was focused on business and nothing else, unless Keri called and needed to talk or take a walk.

This Wednesday would be one with many firsts for Keri and I. This would be the first Jam Night that we attended as a couple and as lovers, it would be the first with Sarah joining us, and it would be the first where Keri would not be hit on by everyone and where I would go home with a hot babe afterwards.

Now I wasn't too sure about the not getting hit on ting because while I wore my regular jeans and polo shirt, Keri and Sarah were not so conservative. Keri wore lavender, what I guess are called, yoga pants. They seemed to cling to her like a paint job. When she stood a certain way, I swear se had a camel toe. A very nice, plump, inviting, camel toe.

She wore a white top that showed enough of her huge tits so you could see the tops of each jiggle as she walked. If she bent down, the tops of her tits seemed to swell and attempt to burst out. The cleavage would have drawn everyone's attention if it hadn't been for the hard, erect, nipples that were also on display.

Sarah, on the other hand, wore a snug, navy blue, mini skirt with a matching thong. The men sitting in low chairs were going to have a vision as they looked up at her on the stage. She wore no bra under her Hendrix t-shirt and her left nipple made Jimi's head poke out when it was hard.

We walked into the bar as the house band was loading in. I asked the guys if they needed any help and was immediately asked to grab the handle of a heavy bass speaker. Sarah walked in with her guitar and Keri took the drummers stick bag. I went back out and grabbed the drummer's cymbal case.

We went to the back of the room and after shedding our coats, which caused a few already in the bar to take immediate notice, we sat by the sound booth, my normal spot. Mike, the sound guy, shook my hand and smiled at me, while taking in the sights of the two beautiful women sitting with me, when he got back from running the mic wires.

I introduced Sarah to Mike. Keri gave him a friendly hug, making sure to squash her breasts against him. We sat together at the round table in the back next to the sound booth and when the sign up list appeared we all got up and signed in; me for vocals, Keri for keyboard and Sarah for guitar. I placed an asterisk next to our three names indicating that we would like to play together.

We went to the bar and said "Hi" to Wes, the bartender. I ordered my bourbon on the rocks, I ordered Keri's rum and coke and Sarah got a red wine. I gave my credit card to Wes for the tab and we went back to the table. A few minutes later Wes came over to the table.

"Hey guys! I'm sorry to bother you, but I gotta know for sure. Are you two a couple now?"

"No Wes!" Keri quickly said emphatically. "Sarah works for me and is very professional."

"That's right, Wes," I added defensively. "What kind of woman do you think Keri is?"

Wes gave us the bartender's equivalent of the evil eye and said, "You guys, everybody likes a piece of one but nobody likes one that's smart!"

We all laughed out loud at that one.

"Wes, Mick and I are together," Keri said before she leaned over and kissed me on the lips.

"Keri, Mick, I love you guys. Your drinks are on me!" Wes smiled a huge smile.

"Oh no!" I said. "You don't need to spend your money on us."

Sarah spoke up next, "Wes, is it Wes, right? If these two make up their minds I strongly suggest that you don't buck them. And 'Hi' I'm Sarah."

Wes shook Sarah's hand, smiled, scanned her Hendrix shirt, and walked back to the bar.

We sat and greeted most of the players that walked in to greet Mike, a courtesy. Some gave us a knowing look since we never sat together, and evidently the word was getting around that Keri was off the market, but that the new girl was hot, her name was Sarah, and she was with us.

The house band welcomed everyone and kicked off the first song. They always did the same song so Mike could dial in the sound. Then they dipped into their big repertoire and played some deep blues. The crowd was always a mix of just out of college youngsters and they were not used to real music. They were young adults like Sarah, but they were into rap and other shit with no melody or harmony. They also leaned towards the crap where a so called diva warbled while the backup singers sang the song.

But when the band started playing the blues, these young people found something they were longing for.......... music! Melodies and lyrics and harmonies and a message other than "I want to fuck you bitch."

After the house band got done, they called us up first. The guy called up to play bass was solid as was the drummer. The house band guitar player stayed onstage. This was a perfect set up for Sarah's first time and I got the feeling that Keri had talked to somebody.

Our first song was one that we had played at the house and Sarah was nervous but fine. Sarah knew one thing for sure; if her playing sucked at least the men in the front would applaud her ass and camel toe as they were on display beneath her mini skirt. They always appreciated Keri and the way her tits jiggled relentlessly when she played piano. Me? I just made sure to not block the view as I moved around the stage and sang.

The second song was a fast blues tune and the whole place was up dancing and shaking. The last song was a slow blues love song. Now for those of you that don't know, in a jam the leader, usually the person singing calls the song. Everyone plays and the leader points to the players when it's their turn to take solos. Once everyone has soloed, the song goes to the last verse or two and ends.

So, for the last song I chose a love song and as I sang it I walked over to the keyboard and sang it to my lover. The regular guitar player did a soft and smooth solo, and then Sarah played her solo. Before she played I walk across the stage and told her to play it like she was sending a message to someone she loved. She was wonderful. Then it was Keri's turn. She tickled the keys on her right hand. The solo was soft and flighty and sent a wonderful message. Then it came back to me.

I called for the band to bring the volume way down and I walked off stage into the crowd. Now I have a very strong voice. I mean, after having to raise my voice to be heard by my athletes for 44 years what else would I have? After singing in Kansas City for so many years I learned to love one of the great local icons of showmanship. The singer brings the band down and walks into the crowd and sings over the top of the crowd and the band without a mic to finish the song.

I did this and when I got done the crowd went nuts. I walked back to the stage and introduced everyone on the stage and when I got to Keri last, I gave her a big kiss on the lips. Now the place really went nuts. We walked off stage as the host got up and called on the next set of musicians.

I took Sarah with me as I thanked the guitar and bass player and the drummer for their nice job. I told Sarah that it was not a necessity just a courtesy, but if she wanted to be sure that people wanted to play with her and would be willing to ignore a bad set, it was wise.

We sat and listened for the rest of the night. Occasionally Keri would gently and secretly stroke my crotch. I would occasionally sneak a feel of hers. As the night went on, her crotch got warmer and moister. We were like high school kids at a party, trying to feel each other up and not be noticed.

The night continued and for the last set the host called Keri and I to finish the night with the house band. We did three songs, including one that was just sexy as heck and the place went nuts as we closed out the last song. There were lots of handshakes and congratulations from the crowd. We hugged each other and I went over to Wes to pay the tab.

"Wes, what do I owe you?"

"Nothing man! I told you it was on me."

I walked to the end of the bar and went to shake his hand and he gave me a big hug. I walked back to Keri and told her that Wes would not let me pay the tab. Keri smiled and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"Do you mind if I leave him a tip?"

"No of course not."

Keri walked to the end of the bar and spoke to Wes for a few minutes, then they hugged and she shook his hand. Wes looked down at his hand and at the one hundred dollar bill folded there. He looked up from Keri's tits and into her eyes, maybe for the first time, the look on his face was one of shock.

"Thank you, Keri."

"Wes, you've always been good to me and watched ut for me before I met Mick. Mick and I appreciate you very much. If I wouldn't get us all arrested I'd flash you my tits to thank you!"

With those words she pressed her arms together and bunched her tits up while turning from left to right with enough speed to jiggle nicely.

"OK let's go home," I said before Wes's eye popped out and his brain exploded.

Keri looked to see if Sarah needed help with her guitar only to find that two of the men that usually hit on Keri had redirected their horny attention to Sarah. With the precision of a surgeon, as soon as Keri told her we were going, she cut them off and waved for us to follow her out the door.

Keri bounced down the two steps to the patio and the walkway to the street her tits heaving and swaying with each step. Sarah had lifted the bottom of her mini skirt just enough to show the bottoms of her ass cheeks with each step she took. We loaded Sarah's guitar into the back of the Lexis SUV, piled in and almost said in unison, "I am hungry!"

"Me too!" I said. "But, I don't know of many places open at 3 AM."

"I do! Head for the airport," Sarah said taking command of the situation.

I started the truck and steered us off towards the airport. When we were close enough I saw it. There it was. Denny's!

I pulled into the lot and we piled out. We asked for a booth and I slid in next to Keri then Sarah slid in next to me. That was a surprise. The waitress, a little tired looking, welcomed us and handed us menus. We ordered ice tea and started looking at the menu.

We all ended up ordering 4 egg omelets with ham, jalapeno peppers and onions, with extra sourdough toast. We sat talking, drinking our ice tea. When suddenly, Keri lifted her huge tits and set them on the table. I looked at her and she smiled just as our server returned with our food.

She looked at Keri's display and smiled brightly.

"Thanks, I needed that."

"You're welcome," Keri replied.

We dug in and chowed down. The meal was filled with talk about Jam Night. Who we thought played well and who did not, Sarah thought that she could have done a few things better but she was surprised at how it felt to play in front of a crowd. It was scary and it was a rush.

Keri pointed out things that she felt she could have done better and I pointed out to both of them that no one in the crowd heard a bad thing and they should remember that. The players know the mistakes, but the crowd doesn't. If you mess up, don't stop, keep playing.

"Speaking of not messing up when playing...." Keri said with a knowing glance towards Sarah, both of the women decided to play with my dick.

Keri pulled down the zipper and Sarah reach in to pull me out. They took turns stroking me while we ate. But I was a bit tired and a bit scared that the tip of my cock would be seen from above the table. So even the hands of two very talented women could not get me extremely hard.

Finally, they gave up and kissed me on the cheek, although they did not tuck my cock back in my pants. So, we finished eating with my cock and balls hanging out of my pants and remained that way until we all finished. I tucked myself back in and zipped up my pants. I left a large tip, because I was sure our server saw everything and thanked her as we walked outside and headed home.

As we pulled up to the house, the garage door opened automatically. I drove in and killed the motor. As the garage door came down, we crawled out of the truck and dragged ourselves up the stairs.

"I don't know about you folks but I am dead tired and I need to get some sleep," I said.

"Me too, I hope you are not looking for a long hard fuck," Keri replied softly.

"Good night," Sarah said as she waved and headed down the stairs. "I'm going down to the apartment."

"Night," I said.

"Good night, my dear," Keri said softly.

Keri and I headed up the spiral stairs hand in hand. We walked into the bed room and hit the shower together. Keri tied up her hair to keep it dry as possible. We stood in the shower streams and initially washed ourselves. Keri asked me to wash her back. I did so and as I did she backed up so my soapy cock was hanging down between her ass cheeks.

She reached back and lifted it between her cheeks and began to slide her ass up and down on the rowing erection. I reached around and massaged her breasts. The falling water had washed off all the soap so I was able to get a nice grip on her thumb-sized nipples. Releasing one of them I reached down to find that the water had not removed all the soap firm her full brown bush.

I probed in the bush until I found her clit and rubbed her as fast as she was rubbing my erection between her cheeks. I felt my release growing and I pulled back and slid my cock under her ass and between her legs. She reached down next to my hand and as I stroked her near to her orgasm, she rubbed the knob of my cock to get me close to mine.

With a grunt, cum squirted out of my cock, just under her hairy pussy and she moved a hand to catch some of it before licking it off her hand. She squeezed her legs together as she came with the taste of cum from her hand. We stood under the walling water and shuddered a few times.

We quickly washed each other again before finishing and turning off the water. Taking our towels off the pegs outside the shower we dried ourselves. I dried Keri's back and she did mine. I grabbed a t-shirt from my closet, Keri did the same from hers. We climbed into our king-size bed and kissed and held each other for a bit. Then we told each other that we loved each other, rolled onto our backs and with Keri softly embracing my cock, we fell fast asleep.

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