Rick was in his usual agitated state before a show. He thought that it would be better tonight after the great pre-show fuck he had with Alicia. However as usual he felt like his skin was crawling. He had to get out of the dressing room even though he had over an hour before show time. He opened the door to his room and stepped into a surprisingly empty corridor. He decided he would watch the opening act from the wings. In his agitated state he turned the wrong way and headed away from the stage. After walking a couple of minutes Rick realized he was not in the right part of Municipal Stadium. That was when he made a really big mistake. Instead of retracing his steps as he planned he made another wrong turn. Now Rick was actually lost in the cavernous underbelly of the giant facility. After about ten more minutes of wandering, Rick found himself in the maintenance employee's lounge. Fearing he would take more wrong turns and end up in the crowd, Rick decided to sit and wait for someone to come along.
It wasn't long before a young female employee happened in to take her break. Sally Rodriquez's job required her to work setup and cleanup. She was free from show time to finale. Usually she slept in the deserted employee lounge. Tonight she planned to eat her dinner and then go watch the great Rick Hunter. She didn't care about most bands but she was deep down in love with Rick Hunter. Sally was startled to see a strange man in the room when she entered. When she realized whom the man was she almost fainted.
Rick said causally, "Hi, can you tell me where I am?"
Sally responded in a halting voice, "Sir, you are in the employee lounge."
"Well damn, how do I get back to the back stage area?" Rick asked.
"I would be honored to show you, Mr. Hunter. Do you have to go right now?" Sally responded.
This woman intrigued Rick. If she had the benefit of money for hair stylists, makeup and clothes she could easily be a model. Yet here, unadorned she exuded a plain simple beauty.
"What time is it? I can't be late for stage call," Rick said.
"It is about seven thirty, sir" Sally responded.
"Oh, I have plenty time, an hour or so. Please call me Rick," Rick said and smiled at Sally. "Would you sit and talk with me? I hate being alone before a show," Rick continued.
Sally walked over to the ratty sofa and joined Rick. Her heart was pounding sitting next to the sexy rocker was a fantasy come true. They talked for a few minutes. Sally telling him how much she loved his music. Rick played the shy modest celebrity roll that had charmed so many into his bed in the past. Sally's amazingly dark beautiful eyes mesmerized Rick. He leaned toward her and their lips touched. Sally felt as if electrodes had been attached to her. She parted her lips as Rick's tongue entered her warm mouth. Her own tongue met his and she felt her pussy flood with juice.