The Third Date 01: Clueless of Cotham - Sex Stories

The Third Date 01: Clueless of Cotham

... couple of weeks and she's playing to you. Fucking hell! Kate, my new lesbian friend, this is a fucking great sign."

By now we were at the venue, jumping past the long queue to the VIP entrance, Melissa pointing out our names to the doorman.

We moved into the cavernous auditorium, mostly empty with a smattering of people. I could see Priya, Jenny and Tom right near the front. God she looked gorgeous! I really hoped Melissa was right, otherwise I was setting myself up to get hurt. My crush was strengthening.

"I've got to go watch the merchandise stall," Melissa yelled, "enjoy the show. And... good luck!"

"Ok thanks. You too!"

Priya

There was a pretty big crowd, maybe a couple of thousand, by the time Nadine came on, which was great. This was a big audience by her standards and I was super excited for her, but nervous too.

Kate was next to me, wedged up close to me by the crowd. I threaded my arm through hers. It felt nice, warm. Strange that I'd known her for such a short time but that I felt so comfortable around her. God I really wanted her to enjoy the evening. I mean, I wanted everyone to like Nadine, but I really, really wanted Kate to like her. I don't know why her opinion mattered so much, but I realised it did.

Nadine was great, a consummate pro, getting the audience going from the get go. Her opener "Smash" had us bouncing, Kate and I improvising a little shuffled step dance in the small space available to us. On "Sing me a song" she had the ...

... audience chorusing back the refrain, while you could hear a pin drop on the acapella verse of "We can't stand for this".

"Thanks everyone! This is a new one. And it's for two special ladies, Kate and Priya. It's called "Morning"."

I smiled up at my new friend, who gave my arm a squeeze and grinned back.

Leila did a great job, though the trumpet's tone, sweet as it was, didn't quite have the resonance of the cello. The song went down well though, and Yuki's drumming really filled it out. Nadine was right - she'd want that on the recording. As the song ended, Nadine stepped forward and, as Leila continued to play, conducted the audience to sing back the wordless refrain. They caught on quick, and soon a massed choir of two thousand was singing back thequick quick slide step slide step hook. I felt my eyes pricking and a lump forming in my throat as I dared to add my own voice. Kate was also singing along, adding a pleasant alto. Nadine brought it to an end, encouraging us all to hold the final note and raise our hands, Kate and I lifted ours together, hand in hand, and I felt a buzz of pure bliss run through me.

Thunderous cheers and applause broke out. I was jumping up and down, cheering and turned to Kate, kissing her on the cheek impulsively. Suddenly, I felt like I was on fire, and desperate to hide my blush, hugged her, ducking my head so I couldn't see her face. Unfortunately, this meant my face was pressed up against her breasts, shoved right in her cleavage. Oh ...