When I volunteered to take part in the local amateur dramatic society's new production of South Pacific, the drama turned out to be so much more than acting the part.
Although I guess, after what developed from that, sexual role-play could be considered as a form of acting.
In the play I needed to develop a convincing American accent which Marie, who really was American. hailing from Boston, said I was most convincing and, as she was also the casting director, gave me the lead role.
Most of us were in our late forties but looking at Marie - Wow! Need I say more? If she was as old as us she didn't show it.
I took the part seriously and devoted my spare time to learning the lines, with the assistance of Marie who kindly offered to help me.
I had a couple of quick changes and when it came to the dress rehearsal, I needed some help. The ever good- hearted Marie offered to assist but as it meant changing the whole caboose; trousers and all - I was a little apprehensive.
"You had no need to be embarrassed, I have seen it all before" Marie declared.
"Why, have you been peeking?" I joked. That caused a laugh and probably started the ball rolling with us two, there is nothing like a good sense of humour to cool the ice.
It seemed odd that for me to clip up my trouser zip she would need to stand behind and fit my belt. in place. Not only that but she pulled up my fly zip with no apprehension and it was through no planned notion of my own that she touched me there.
I paused fitting my tie and assumed it was merely an accident that her hand was still roaming there.
"Very nice" Marie whispered eventually clasping the zip.
I was lost for words but just that unexpected slither of her finger tips touching me, started something down under. So when she prompted me to turn around, so she could check my tie, She had that certain look about her face and her cheeks blushed pink, I knew it was no accident and when she touched me again, cupping her right hand into my groin I knew I was on a promise.
In the part I was playing I had to kiss the character Marie played, and now that she suggested we find a quite place during the interval, so that we could practice a bit more. I knew that kiss would be much more real than it was in the play and I was not mistaken.
The stage prompt rung and there was I, already into my part like a natural, but in my dirty mind I was thinking just how much I would love to be in Marie's part.
When the kissing scene happened I think the audience were flabbergasted by our performance, I felt the electric in the auditorium like the volume of our kiss was making everyone on heat.
They weren't expecting, and neither was I, that the kiss would last a whole five minutes, after which we got a resounding applause and I heard someone tittering in the front row that the film was never as good as that!
I heard Marie whisper into my ear that we will have to continue and prolong that kiss in the interval - in her dressing room.
I had to be jolly careful not to show half an erection I had coming on during that kiss. It was not meant to be like that., just a brushing of lips not a fervent indulgence in sharing tongues.
That was some performance, the audience definitely thought so when they stood to give us a resounding applause before the interval.
Marie was eagerly leading me to her dressing room without any inhibition at all, Anyone looking must have known what she was up to..
