These are a series of stories starting with women I have met in my life and adventures started. There are some embellishments to make the stories interesting. They start in the days well before cell phones but the memories are vivid. The women were real, some of the finishes were more than happened but why let the facts ruin a good story! All people were over 18 and so much fun.
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One of Lucas's friends was heavily involved in theatre productions and invited him to one of the plays the group was performing. One of them was Teresa, a short brunette with semi-wavy hair below her shoulders. The hair would toss from side to side since she always spoke with an excited voice and this gesture got to him. She had a small talking part in the play which she approached seriously and delivered with passion.
After the performance he went backstage and found her relaxed and showing her fun side as she joked and laughed. He had been scared to approach her at the bonfire but now felt more confident to talk to her, asking about the play and what she enjoyed.
Her figure wasn't hourglass, but she had a good definition from her smooth hips to her waist and to her breasts which he guessed as a C cup. She wasn't a magazine beauty, but he never went in for that type, enjoying her smile and the promise it carried.
A guy went past carrying his coat and they noticed several people leaving.
"We're all going to the wrap party. Lucas, you should be a performer, with your timing and jokes. Why don't you come along and get into this more?"
Her smile had a sultry look and he needed no more encouragement, walking with her to the director's house nearby. Music was turned up and they danced between drinks. They also stopped for some adlib performances from past and future plays which spiced up the night.
After an hour, he pulled Teresa into the quiet hallway. He leant forward slowly, and she tilted her head to him. The kiss was gentle, and she tasted of fresh berries. Her arms went around his neck as she kissed back but it wasn't as much as he wanted.
Lucas lifted one hand to caress her breast. She immediately grabbed the hand and pushed it back to her waist firmly.
"I'm sorry. That was rude of me. Feel free to knee me in the balls if it'll help."
The serious look on her face faded a little but she was still wary.
"I'm thinking about it. You probably deserve it but at least you were quick to apologise."
"My hands stay here." He patted her waist and back.
She looked a bit more relaxed and allowed more kisses, slow but not deep. He had almost ruined it with her; this was different than before.
Later, they heard approaching voices. Her sister (also in the play) was looking for her as they were going home. They went to get their coats and when Lucas finally found his, she had gone.
During the week he caught up with his friend and found there was another party at the theatre that weekend. He wrangled an invitation, so he could see her again.
The party at the theatre was underway when he arrived and looked around seeing Teresa at a table wearing a soft chiffon flower knee length skirt with a tight satin top. It sat on her body nicely and seemed to float over her breasts and hips as she moved. She rose and waved eagerly.
"What happened last week Teresa? After I got my coat you'd gone, and I didn't know how to get hold of you."
"We left too fast. I thought you went before me."
"Let's forget about that and enjoy tonight."
It wasn't deliberate but his failure to get her number had intrigued her. She had been shocked when he had touched her breast but later remembered the surprising warmth. She wanted to enjoy herself but not let things get carried away.
The music started, and they joined the other couples. He felt like he had two left feet compared to the way she could dance and vowed to start lessons. Later, the music changed to a slow number. Lucas looked to move back to the table, but she put her hands on his shoulders for the dance.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
She smiled up at him.
"Yes."
He held her waist confidently but didn't hold her too tight and his hands stayed still. Soon the dance ended, and some lights came on. They walked back to the table and he asked her about the lights since the party wasn't over.
"Oh, they're going to show a small part of the next play. One scene and two dance numbers we've being practicing. Then back to the party."
"Are you in it?"
"Not the scene but the dance numbers."
"I'll definitely enjoy watching that," he grinned at her.
They watched the scene played out on the stage, actors in normal clothes without costumes or props. The lights dimmed, and she rose to go to the stage for the dance number. Before she left, she quickly kissed him on the lips. Suddenly she wanted to move for him and show off, an excitement in her step.
There were eight women dancing to a musical number, but he was only watching Teresa and her brunette hair swaying as she moved across the stage. There was a short break between numbers and Lucas looked up to the control box where two guys were moving the lights to highlight the dancers. He had always wanted to know how things work and climbed the steps, introducing himself but they didn't have time to chat, letting him stay there and watch.
Teresa was in the background for the second number. Lucas waved from the steps and catching her attention and pleased to see she didn't miss a beat in the dance. As soon as it finished the two guys shut down the lights and hurried down the steps looking to party. Lucas stayed where he was looking at the control panel and the other props around the room.
Before he realised it, Teresa appeared in the control room.
