Sex With My Mom's Friends--Brandon and Sasha - Sex Stories

Sex With My Mom's Friends--Brandon and Sasha

... London and, when we were finished, Sasha made eye contact with me as I was getting ready to leave. I approached her and asked her if she would like to go catch a cup of tea with me. She agreed, and we went to a small restaurant near our hotel. It was an opportunity for both of us to get to know one another. Being in a large tour can seem somewhat claustrophobic in a way, especially when in another country. You see the same people every day and when you immerse yourself in your job, as both Sasha and I did, there is little time for sightseeing or socializing. Sharing a few moments together was good tonic for both of us, a chance to sound off a little and give words to thoughts usually left unsaid. Sasha, short for Sasheen, was the only child of two world-class classical musicians. Her father was principal violinist with the Los Angeles Philharmonic, her mother a cellist with the same ensemble. Although she was a pretty good pianist, singing was her true love, and her parents encouraged her to make a career in music. Sasha wasn't interested in opera, a fact that caused concern with her father. He had wanted her to become a soloist, but her mother only wanted her to be happy with singing and in life. When Sasha became enamored with rock 'n roll her father disapproved, but Mom won him over, telling him that she would never be good at singing classically if she didn't love it. Her mother was always able to smooth things over with her father. Sasha sang in some local bands and ...

... earned a good reputation, but she never got that breakout moment. She decided to answer an audition for backup singers with a fairly famous band and got the job. It was a short tour, but it got her noticed. Word of mouth took over, and soon she was working for other bands as well. She told me that she didn't hang out with the other singers because she didn't want to let partying interfere with her work. She wanted more than to be just a backup singer someday, and in order to realize her goal she had to take care of her voice. Sasha was beautiful, with a killer body in that small frame. She had been hit on more times than she cared to remember, but every one of them failed. I wasn't looking to hit on her, but we did manage to get to know each other during our afternoon over tea. Things were going so well with us that we decided to meet for tea after every sound check. It broke the dreary "humdrum" that can take over during a long tour, and I was beginning to love our time together. Sasha seemed to be getting closer to me and, one day, I asked her if she would go out to dinner with me when we made it to Paris. We were getting in a day before our first show and we would have the entire day to ourselves. She agreed, so I went looking for the tour assistant. She knew all the good places in each city we were scheduled to be in, so she agreed to get me a reservation at a top restaurant in Paris that first night. The band came to the realization long ago that a happy crew was capable of ...