Chapter 17. A Concert Pick-up
I was at a Friday night rock concert at the House of Blues and as usual it got very crowded very quickly.
I decided to head towards the back wall thinking that if I was not going to get a good view I would at least have something to lean on. I had just gotten to my spot when I was jostled from behind by a small redheaded woman in her late twenties.
She apologized and I saw that she had been ducking away from an altercation of some kind behind her. I immediately gave her more room and she nodded and smiled her thank you. Two tall blonde girls soon stumbled towards us behind the redhead. One of them asked her what the hell happened.
The redhead said, "Two assholes fighting over the same square foot on the floor."
After both guys were escorted out things got back to normal but I found myself somewhat jammed between the redhead and the blondes in front and a wall behind me. We had a short entryway wall jutting out to our left and after I leaned on it the girls had more room and I happily found that could I see over the crowd from there.
As the band came on it became obvious to me that the redhead could see very little. She was very likely working her way to the front when the altercation forced her to detour towards me. I saw her look to see if there was a path to the stage but did not see one. I did not either.
The band had started the show with one of their more popular numbers and the redhead was frantic.
On a whim I leaned over to her and said to her ear, "If you don't mind," then I put my hands on her hips and lifted her off the floor and put her butt up to my chest for her to get a clear view. I manage to keep her there until the first number was over then set her down as the band gave us the obligatory "We are happy to be (insert the name of the city here) speech to which the fans gave their obligatory cheer.
The redhead jumped into my arms and gave me a big hug and a hard kiss.
Her blonde friends gave me grief for being an easy mark for redheads and demanded that they get a turn. I pointed out that I was an old man with no muscle and that the small redhead had taxed my limits. I got a "yeah right" look from them as the band started their second number. The redhead kissed me again, a soft sweet kiss that time.
I was perhaps five years older than them and although I was strong I had no bulging muscles to prove it. I looked like your ordinary bookish nerd although my glasses were semi-stylish and in good repair. Holding the redhead up had not been much of a challenge since she certainly weighed less than one hundred pounds, probably less than ninety.
For the next two songs the girls paid more attention to the crowd than the band until they heard one of the three ballads that had briefly made the hard rock band into stars.
The smaller of the two blondes joined the cheers for the number then turned to me. She placed my hands and arms together as a sling, had me bend forward, and then sat between them. I locked my arms together then lifted her up so her butt was at my waist and her head was above my shoulders. She could then see the band without obstruction and sing along with them.
When the song was over I allowed her to slip down and as soon her feet were completely on the floor she turned her body towards me and gave me a deep kiss complete with darting tongue. She hugged me and said to my ear, "But don't get you hopes up, we are lesbians."
I kissed her cheek and said, "Hmm, apparently I like lesbians."
She giggled and told the other two about our conversation. The redhead jumped into my arms and kissed me again. The taller blonde came to me and gave me a nice soft kiss then pulled the other blonde to her and gave her a deep kiss as she fondled her ass.
Apparently she had not believed that I understood they were lesbians. As soon as their kiss ended I said to her, "It is not that difficult for the world to see you two are a couple."
The smaller blonde gave the taller one an "I told you so" look.
Suddenly the redhead was trying to climb up my body as if I was a tree. The band had just started one of "her songs." I turned her around, put my hands on her hips, bent my knees and lifted her up onto my shoulders.
That is usually not allowed but since the only thing behind us was a wall I thought we might get away with it. I did see a couple of security guys look at us apparently trying to decide what to do. The redhead suddenly decided that she could dance while on my shoulders and I started to get battered around. I looked at the security guys and with tongue in cheek pleaded for them to get her off me but they just shook their heads no and laughed. The redhead stayed on me the rest of the concert.
In my everyday boredom I had worked out at a gym everyday. That paid dividends twice more that night as the smaller blonde sat in the arc of my arms for two more songs while the redhead remained on my shoulders. The taller blonde put her arm around my waist and swayed with me through both songs. I was the focal point to a gang of lesbians. I kind-of enjoyed it. No, I loved it. I got my kisses from all three so I was being amply rewarded.
The redhead almost crashed when she first leaned around my head to kiss my lips. She slid partly off my shoulders and wrapped her arms around my neck but needed to let go with a leg to accomplish this. She had expected me to hold her up and did not seem to have ever been concerned that I had been a fraction late to realize what she wanted to do. I did manage to hold her steady by placing my hands under her ass while she kissed me.
She had almost knocked my glasses off when she slid down but caught them in her hand. She started to give them back to me but opted to kiss me again and put them inside her shirt, then kissed me again. I had to push her butt up when she wanted to get back up to my shoulder. My hands loved having her butt in them.
She began to kiss me after every song and if she was not a fan of the following song she to stayed cradled in my arms and continued to hug me. I really loved that. As the encore was winding down she slid off my shoulders completely until her arms were around my neck and her legs were wrapped over my hips. I cradled her ass on my locked arms as she just kissed me over and over. Passionate kisses alternated with sweet soft kisses at random. I ate them up.
As the lights went up she snuggled to my neck and asked, "Do you have someone waiting for you?"
"Not for years," I said.
"Feel like fucking a lesbian?"
"No. I would much, much rather make love to you."
She gave me a bone-crunching hug and said, "OK."
I carried her out of the building still in my arms and did not put her down until we had crossed the street. We held hands as we walked. The blondes seemed to understand what the redhead had in mind and just waved us goodbye as they went down to the underground parking.
"How far did you park?" she asked.
"I did not drive. I am staying at a condo five blocks from here. When do you need to make an appearance next?"
"Monday morning in my classroom."
"Very good to know. Let's stop at the Hardrock and get some long lasting energy. A big hamburger should help us make it through tonight. Maybe the Vietnamese tomorrow night."
"Sounds like a good plan. Lets do it."
"Here?" I asked incredulously.
I got my ass slapped, which was the proper response for a smart-ass comment.