Once home, after spending the night fucking Carol, I heated a pot pie and showered. I ate nude while congratulating myself for finding a fuck buddy next door and went back to bed. I did not have a job scheduled until the following weekend.
I awoke about five and had just finished shaving and brushing my teeth when someone knocked at the door. Through the peep I saw it was Carol and opened the door for her.
She rushed in and kissed me. When she saw I was naked with a rapidly rising dick she rushed to the bathroom shedding her clothes as she went. I heard the flush of the commode then the shower. I went to the bed and idly played with my dick.
When she came out she was still mostly wet but said she could not wait to tell me about her day. She was bubbly. She did not look like the kind of woman that could be bubbly but she certainly was. It softened her features.
She straddled my hips and slowly lowered herself to me. Her pussy was still wet from the shower but, as I had learned last night, it was a tight pussy. My only slightly larger than average dick filled her up. Her self impalement took a while. After she was comfortable with me in her she started to tell me of her day.
"The cattle call yesterday had been something of a ruse. The ad said it was for a possible Off Broadway musical. I did notice yesterday that some of the people in the seats were major players but didn't think anything about it at the time. It all went as usual, most of the the singer/dancers were eliminated yesterday. What started out as a group of almost two hundred was down to about eighty this morning. I usually make it to the second call but seldom after that if it requires a solo. This one required a solo.
Normally when the suits ask for my solo and they put a spotlight on me their perception of me changes. I know I look like a witch when I don't smile but at auditions I am too nervous to hold a natural smile. Today I decided against my usual song which shows off my voice and instead chose a sultry song. It just felt right, maybe because my pussy was a little tender.
Somehow I made it through this mornings cut down. After lunch there were maybe twenty girls left. One of the producers reminded us that they needed just four.
During lunch one of the girls that I usually end up competing against (and usually lose out to), said that she had never seen me so happily relaxed. She said I had this freshly thoroughly fucked look and a smokey, sexy voice. I laughed and confirmed the look was true. She predicted that this time I was going to beat her out for a part. She looked pleased at the prospect.
Let me tell you, I have been around this girl, Gloria, for months. We have the same body, I have the better voice, she has the pretty face. She got the parts. I managed not to hate her but I was not ever pleased to see her. I was stunned by what she said.
