My Uncle and I ended up at a popular resort hot spot for a late night business meeting. We both liked to sing and after dinner, planned to stay for Karaoke.
I would have preferred a piano bar instead, but they are hard to come by nowadays. When you do find one, it is hard to find a player who is good at accompanying singers unless you are in a big city watering hole like Boston's old Tremont Hotel.
Dolly our favorite Karaoke host spotted us right away and came over to give us each a big hug and to ask where we'd been - also to let us know how glad she was to see us.
That woman is a show in herself -outrageous and loveable at the same time. She proudly showed us her latest boobie tattoo by tugging at her plunging neckline to further expose the roundness of her full breast. Uncle Paul blushed and laughed as Dolly fondled herself and further tried to embarrass him. Walking away she laughed and left a reminder:
"Hey Paul, I got another tattoo to show you if you'll stick around and sing for me like you did last week.
He didn't know what to say with me right there but assured her he'd sing. A short while later prior to the Karaoke the two of them slow danced. I could tell Uncle Paul liked her. But then who didn't?
That Dolly had a thing for young guys was no secret. Never could figure out if it was all for show or if she was really as horny as her public persona. One thing for sure, it was all in the spirit of fun; the young guys fed off her assertive humor and the older guys got a vicarious enjoyment from it.
Before long she gave out the song books. As usual Uncle Paul didn't have his glasses and had to have me look up the numbers and turn in his requests.
Actually I was glad he left his glasses at home. He looked better without them and I didn't mind being his eyes.
"I can't stay long you know, but I'll do one for Dolly anyway...." His face turned red and he waved to a friend that just walked in and stood at the bar."
Uncle Paull gulped and got a sheepish look on his face.
"I sure hope he knows you're my niece.."
That's what I hate about small towns. Everybody living afraid of what somebody might say about them. It was no wonder I had always liked to travel far away when I wanted to have a good time.
I knew Uncle Paul's jealous girlfriend was probably home fuming so I didn't protest when he started on his second beer and cautioned me:
"Two songs and that's it! If you want to stay later
you're on your own."
"Hey Uncle Paul - all I want -is to hear you sing
"Welcome To My World". Nobody does it like you -
not even Ray Price.
Well, as usual I ended up crying when Uncle Paul sang. To comfort me he ordered us two more beers and promised to do "She's a Good Hearted Women" for his second song just to cheer me up."
"But that's the LAST one I'll tell ya! Then I'm out of here!"
When my turn to sing came up, I did a favorite warm up song. ""Is You Is - Or Is You Ain't - My Baby".
After I finished this good looking older guy came to to my table. He introduced himself as Robert. "Professor Robert". I could sense Ph.D written all over him.
Keeping his hand in mine longer than necessary he quickly added :
"That was outstanding. Do you sing professionally?"
I smiled and thanked him saying it was just a hobby but I appreciated the compliment.
I slid up to the bar to get closer to him,
"Anything special I could do for you?"
"What kind of songs do you do Pretty Lady?"
He laughed when I told him,
"Everything. I can give you whatever your heart desires!"
I added that I would gladly do one for him as soon as Dolly said I was up.
I almost added "After Uncle Paul leaves," but instead I smiled and told him,
"I look forward to the pleasure".
Then as if he had read my mind, Uncle Paul put on his jacket and started to leave.
I hugged him goodbye but was secretly glad to see him leave so I could concentrate on Robert.
When my turn came up Dolly said :
"That good looking older guy at the end of the bar requested you sing "I've Got A Crush On You".
Was I up to it! Oh yes, I was more than up to it.
As I sang I could feel it pour easily from me to him as he accepted it it in rapt attention. The pupils of his eyes dilated and he reached out for my hand as I made my way across the floor to be closer to him. I was glad Dolly had trusted me with her wireless mic.
I looked directly into his eyes and sang only for him...I seldom did this as guys get embarrassed and look away or do something weird that throws me off.... but not Robert. He was in perfect sincq with me, and I with him.
When the song was over he told me once again how much he loved my singing but his eyes reflected that he loved everything about me.
Something about his general manner was getting to me unlike anything I had ever experienced with my audiences. His rapt attention made me drop my usual inhibitions and my body swayed with music. My endorphins were working overtime and I felt wonderful.
He and his buddy moved to a table near the stage and asked me to join them. Robert sat down next to me and wasted no time in pressing his right leg against my left. His buddy who had joined us from the bar soon joined us. Because of the close quarters their hips snuggled close to mine. It all seemed so cozy and totally natural. I found myself patting both of their legs good natured like as we laughed and talked.
Come to find out Robert was a college professor in upstate New York. As we talked I realized I was losing my poise. That scared me. I needed to stay in control to protect myself and play it safe.
Despite my fears, I let my guard down and found him delightful; a great mental trip bubbling over with testosterone. His keen sense of humor was the icing on the cake.
I felt I should let him know I couldn't stay long and that Uncle Paul would be expecting me soon. He sighed and grabbing a packet of match-covers he wrote his full name and phone number.
"Keep this. I don't want to lose you Babe. Promise you'll call me someday. Don't forget me.
"Never" and I meant it. I took the matches and tucked them into my black lacy bra.
I heard my name called and I got up to do my last 2 songs of the night. One of the regulars told me on my way up to the stage:
"OMG you are HOT tonight! I felt hot too. I grabbed that mic and made my way to where Robert stood and sang "He's Funny That Way".
Robert saw me coming towards him and held out his hand. He was such a joy to sing to! His eyes teared up near the end of the song and I gave him a big hug.
The applause was thunderous and I rightfully made him take a bow with me, my hand in his.
Host Dolly said, "Robert I hope you realize how rare this is... Babe is now going to sing my favorite song...."Turn Me On" rubbing the mic across her breasts to the crowds delight.
As the end of the song drew near, my eyes locked erotically with his and I found myself in complete oblivion to anything but Robert. The noise of the crowd become a drum roll that complimented our passionate encore.
I quickly left the room and told Dolly "Thanks" and left out the back door to the parking lot. The thought occurred to me I could stop right now and wait for him. We could kiss and hug right here in the car and no one would be the wiser.
Putting those thoughts out my mind, I looked up and saw one of my singing buddies waving me down in the parking lot.
"Hey Babe, that guy you were singing to just laid 2 big ones on me to get your phone number. Help me out here I need the money bad."
How could I refuse him? I gave him my office number and quickly regretted it. Why and hell didn't I give him my cell nnumber? Old habits die slowly.
I called Uncle Paul and left him a message. "I am okay but I can't come tonight. Staying at the hotel. I will call you in the morning." I headed out to my favorite beach hotel - I was too tired and wound up to make the trip out to his lake cottage. At the hotel I could relax in the
hot tub and take a swim tomorrow.
Checking in at the desk in the lobby I could not believe my eyes. Through the glass wall behind the pool area I spotted Robert in the hot tub.
Glad he didn't see me. I quickly left for my room and changed into my white bikini and matching robe.
I liked what I saw in the mirror and hoped Robert would too.
To say he was overjoyed when I joined him was an understatement.
We moved our things to a luxury suite and stayed for 3 days and and 4 nights.
Now once a year we meet at a different Karaoke Bars around the world to play and make love with wild abandon. He says its to get ourselves "laid real good" and I would have to agree.
|
Submitted by:
Babe
view profile
|
You have new unread mail messages!
Click here for your Inbox!
