Another Friday night meant he had to be ready for a show. The place tonight was a smaller older place. Theater was built so long ago it was mostly regulars, tending to be older, the guys would like his assistant but the women would be into him. He played on that fact, made the jokes and comments as well as the illusions geared for the audience he was expecting. Going over last minute things, checking on his assistant. She was ready, the look in her eye was almost anxious to get on with it. He had chosen her for many reasons, her beauty being at the top of the list but the way she took on the job like it was sensual, important and the only way to be.
The curtain was brought down after their introduction, taking the stage, starting the act he started looking around as he usually did, making sure he didn't need to improve anything unexpected. Making eye contact with a few of the older regulars in the front row, smiling that dangerous devilish smile to the women. Speaking in his slow deep tone, hitting the cues dead on, leaving room for his assistant to make her gestures and moves. Feeling the applause as they finished one part and moved to the next.
Everything was going smoothly, his eyes wandering, searching the crowd for reactions until he found what he wasn't looking for. His eyes met the deepest blue eyes he had ever seen, the awe that he saw in them, captured his attention, seemed to hold him there infinitely. As his assistant moved closer to him, distracting him from the hold the woman in the audience had on him, he looked away then quickly cast his gaze back to make sure she stayed where she was.
Throughout the show he would do what he needed to do but the pretty young blond captivated him, leaving his attention distracted but the show still being a success. At the end all he could think was how to move towards her without being obvious, until suddenly she stood in front of him. Her eyes down looking at the floor, her cheeks pinkish. Up close he could tell she was in her 20's, maybe 24, her blond hair flowing down past her shoulders, some of it just above her breast, tickling the modest cleavage her shirt allowed. She was wringing her hands in front of her, looking a bit nervous or shy. He smiled at the other woman that appeared to be with her, a grandmother he suspected. Then the grandmother started to talk to him, he had to concentrate hard on what she was saying as his mind was moving over the granddaughters body piece by piece envisioning what he could do with each part of her. The grandmother, with her years of experience felt whatever was between the Magician and her granddaughter. Knew it was important for them to figure it out themselves, claimed to be unwell and urgently needing to get to bed. The grandmother asked him to take the girl home. Which he found unusual being that he was a stranger... he only accepted because he wanted to do things to the young blond he had only fantasized about.
He waited until the theater had cleared out, said good night to his assistant and moved to the blond waiting for him, sitting on the edge of the stage swinging her legs as they were suspended above the floor below. As he got closer she looked up at him, smile brushing her lips but it wasn't bright or happy; it was a shy respect that she had. Looking down at her he had to ask her what her name was as they hadn't been really introduced.
She moved her head in a nod to state clearly to the floor she was staring at by then that her name was simply Kate. Her hands moving from gripping the stage on either side of her outer thighs to back in her lap shyly playing with the seam of her skirt. He couldn't help his hard cock that must have shown through his tight stage costume. He moved to sit beside her but then had a better idea, slowly walking to the stairs and climbing down them to move beside her swinging legs. Hearing her gulp nervously as his body brushed against her now still legs. Only her eyes moving along his body, her look asking him what he wanted her to do. That was all the permission he needed, moving between her thighs. His mid section level with the stage, his height giving him just enough to be face to face with her, leaning in to touch her lips with his, using his tongue to slowly brush along her bottom lip. Waiting a minute to have her object if she wished. Then continuing, seeing her eyes still looking down, her face more on the red side now as the heat between them could be felt.