The Performance Ch. 08: The Problem - Sex Stories

The Performance Ch. 08: The Problem

... was all good...but please, don't believe everything you hear," He said chuckling.

"Well...all of the information came from the credible source to my right, and she tells me everything. Well, as far as I know anyway," Tom said smiling and looking at Cate.

"Well, gentlemen, now that the introductions are over, I have to do a quick inventory of all the luggage I've brought. Some of it needs to go up to the suite and the bulk needs to go to the dressing room," Cate said, quickly scanning the array of suitcases, boxes and bags on the cart.

She surveyed all of the items and then suddenly yelped, "Oh my gawd! This is terrible! I think I left the stage makeup case in the bathroom at home. I had it up there re-stocking false eyelashes and mascara and meant to bring it down with me when we loaded everything into the car. Fuck! Now I have to go home and get it and I don't really have time for that. I have to sort through costumes and accessories and deal with music and lighting cues with the tech guy. Also, we have no vehicle here. Oh, I'm such an idiot. I was so excited getting ready for tonight that I just wasn't thinking straight."

"No worries. Don't panic. The limo is completely at your disposal. And since you have work to do pre-show, perhaps Tom might be good enough to head back to your house to retrieve your case. I would be happy to help get you checked in, get you sorted backstage, and look after you while he's gone," Jason ventured. "Problem solved."

"Oh, that ...

... would be fantastic! I really do need that case. It's absolutely essential. I can't believe I was stupid enough to forget it, I feel so unprofessional," Cate moaned, and looked to her husband. "Honey, you wouldn't mind would you? It would be a tremendous help and take a lot of pressure of me. What do you think? I'm sure I'll be in good hands here without you for a little bit."

Tom took a beat and looked at his wife. Her mention of the 'tech guy' brought back a nagging, unpleasant memory of her little ploy from before, and now he wondered how 'accidental' the leaving of the makeup case actually was. She had already lied to him once to facilitate some alone time with Jason. Was she capable of this type of subterfuge he wondered? He pushed it from his mind. He decided he was simply being paranoid and vowed to stop worrying about it.

"Absolutely. Whatever you need. You know I'm always here for you. It's only about 40 minutes each way if traffic doesn't become a problem, so I should be back in an hour and a half or so. That should give you enough time to get checked in and sort out all of your costumes and things," Tom said. "I'm sure Jason here will be happy to give you any help you require. Right Jason?"

"Certainly. It would be my pleasure to act as your surrogate and to serve in any way I can. Don't worry about a thing. I will take care of our girl here as if she was my own," Jason replied, with a wink to Cate.

"Good grief," Thought Tom. "Could he be any more obvious? ...