Unexpected Sex

About three weeks later a text pinged up on the phone.

'I have been asked to play in the next village in two weeks. Are you up for it?'

I hesitated for a moment or two but text back,

'Happy to play for you. We will need to schedule a rehearsal soon then. Somewhere different?'

Her reply pinged back, 'Somewhere more private? With a decent piano?'

It took me a while to think of anywhere and then, Bingo, got it. In the next village to Lara, there was a small community room with a decent piano. Wonder if that was available? I found a contact and emailed a request. It turned out that it was available for only a small charge.

I text Lara the date and a time and it was agreed.

'All great,' she replied, 'but I have been in there before and it gets really hot if the sun is shining. Wear something suitable and comfortable. Meet you there.'

I was looking forward to meeting her again, enjoying music making and... I haven't forgotten the last time we met. Several times I have found myself wanking in the shower or just before bed with that beautiful body in my mind.

The day arrived and around 6 I jumped in the car and set off. This time dressed in a loose shirt and thin joggers, remembering she said it gets hot when sunny. I soon pulled into the car park and quickly saw why the hall gets hot - corrugated metal roof!

"Hi. Good to see you again. I've got the key. Come on."

Lara was dressed in quite a tight T shirt in a cool yellow. The first thing I noticed was that her nipples were clearly showing. Below, a thin pair of joggers which highlighted a superb arse.

She unlocked the door and we stepped in. "Wow!! It is like hitting a wall." The built up heat hit us making us gasp.

We both headed for the windows to try and cool the room down.

"You look good in that T shirt. Love the colour." However, I am sure she was aware I was looking at those nipple lumps.

"Thank you. Sorry about these," she said, pointing at her nipples. "It was too hot to wear a bra."

"That's OK." Fortunately my loose joggers would hide my rapidly growing cock. How am I to concentrate on the music with a view like that?

"I have tried the piano before so it should be OK," she said. "If you are ready and comfortable, shall we get started?"

"OK. It is hot in here so not sure how we will get on. Well let's make the best of it."

We played for the best part of half an hour when Lara said, "I feel I am suffocating in here. I need a drink as well. I wish I hadn't worn this tight T shirt."

"I agree but my top is lighter but I am still sweating."

"As we have stopped, there was one part we played just now I'm not too happy with."

"Which was that? "

"I'll show you." With that she moved beside me and lent inwards to see the music. Her gorgeous globes were now right next to my eyes and those erect nipples brushed against my face. Oh how I wanted to give them a squeeze. I could feel my cock growing again.

"It is this bit," she pointed out. However, she leant a little too far, lost her balance and fell into my lap. "Mmmm," she said, wriggling her arse a little. "Is it the music that is exciting or something else?"

There was no way she could have avoided not feeling my semi erect cock. She wiggled a little more. I moved my hands to her arse to help her up but they slipped a bit and caught the tops of her thighs.

"Oh....oh... nice. I am really hot." With that she wiggled her joggers, down her superbly smooth thighs revealing a thinnish yellow pair of shorts. "I wore these as I thought it would be too hot."

So, what her tight T shirt and erect nipples along with those beautiful thighs my cock was beginning to dance in my joggers. I could also feel the beginnings of a pre cum leak.

We restarted our rehearsal to finish off the set we had planned for the concert. As she played and moved to the music, her shorts started to drop a little.

She paused. "Hang on." She placed her clarinet on the stand she had brought, grabbed the elastic waist and pulled them up, perhaps stronger than she intended, displaying a beautiful camel toe better than the last time. The cotton fabric quickly stated to show a noticeable damp patch as well. This was getting almost too much for my cock.

"Are you OK?" she remarked as I partly stood to adjust and release my hard, trapped cock. "Oh, I see." The bulge in my joggers was perfectly obvious but at least more comfortable.

"Are you OK?" I said, indicating the growing damp patch on her shorts.

"Oh, sorry, I should have worn some panties. And, no, I am so horny. It looks as if you are too," pointing to my equally growing bulge and leaking pre cum through my joggers. "I think we should finish the rehearsal. Do you think anyone will come and check on us?"

"Don't think so. They said just make sure everything is secure when you have finished and drop the key back through the letterbox."

Looking around the room again, there was cushioned bench seating all down one side with what looked like lift up storage underneath.

"She we just sit and chill a while?" Lara moved and sat on the seats, turning the key in the door as she passed by.

I stood and walked towards her, my very obvious erection pointing the way along with an ever growing damp patch.

"My, my. We need to do something with that." She reached forward and took as much as she could through my joggers and gave my cock a firm squeeze.

To be continued