Yes, I was exhausted, but it was a good kind of exhausted. Needless to say, Ashley and her friends were a whole lot of fun, but I had no idea what was coming next. It was starting to feel good to be around people again.
After a lengthy sleep and a shower and shave, I walked into the club a little before 8 dressed in a black polo and jeans. Looking to the front row of couches near the stage, I saw the girls -- all mini-skirted and dolled up to the nines. I know that every guy in the club would've been jealous to see me with any one of them -- but
all four
? And especially knowing what Jenna and I had spent the previous night doing?
Ashley beckoned me over and sat me in the middle. The girls assembled themselves around me.
"All rested up from last night?" Jenna queried.
"Sure. Ready and raring to go."
Ashley explained, "What's happening here tonight is something called 'band-aoke.' It's basically karaoke with a live band. The band has a list of about 200 songs they can play, and we selected one for you to sing and play with them. We told them you were a musician, and the bass player is cool with you using his guitar."
"What's the song?"
Nicole's brow furrowed. She looked almost deadly serious. "You told us last night what Dawn's favorite song was. Do you think you can handle the Eagles' 'Take It To The Limit'?"
My heart fell. I wished they hadn't picked that song. Not just because of the memory it would bring back, but even under the best of circumstances, it was a very hard song to sing.
"I'll give it my best shot," I said, not exactly believing it.
After a few other singers tried and (mostly) failed to sing their songs, I was called up.
"
All alone at the end of the evening... when the bright lights have faded to blue... I was thinking about a woman who might have loved me... and I never knew..."
The words of Glenn Frey, Don Henley and (the song's original vocalist) Randy Meisner spilled out of me in a clear, high tenor I hadn't used for a long while, but which still sounded true and melodious. It felt good to be singing and playing again.
"
So put me on a highway... and show me a sign... and take it - to the limit - one more time..."
Even though out of the corner of my eye I could see the intent, adoring gazes of my new lady friends, in my mind's eye all I could see was my beautiful Dawn. It was a struggle not only to stay in tune, but to keep my emotions in check.
If you're familiar with the song, you know that at the coda (end), Meisner did an almost-inimitable series of falsetto gymnastics that would never fail to bring the house down. My vocal control was still good enough that I could pretty much ape the recording. For the climactic falsetto note, I simply relaxed my diaphragm, drew breath and let it out for as long as I could hold it.
A cell phone video I saw later shows I held the note, perfectly in tune, for 10 full seconds. Meisner's best was eight. It sounded like a cry directly from my soul.
All I could hear during the final chorus of the song was what sounded like a collective, orgasmic screech from the audience -- especially from the area of the couch where I'd been sitting. As we finished, even the band members were looking at me in awe.
Thanking them each individually, I walked back to our couch. All of the girls had rivers of tears pouring from their eyes. As I approached, Carly -- wearing a pale green knit halter top and a black leather micro-mini that displayed her lengthy, gorgeous legs -- rose up and, for all intents and purposes, threw herself on me.
Unashamedly, she grabbed my rear with both hands and ground her pelvis against mine. She leaned her head against mine and whispered, "I want to go back to the suite and have you stick that gorgeous cock into me
right now
!!" She maneuvered the two of us so that I was forced to sit down on the couch, and Carly landed on top of me, straddling me and continuing to grind herself against me as she embraced and kissed me. The other girls also leaned in, kissing me where they could.
It was pretty obvious that Carly was to be my companion tonight, and that she wanted our tryst to begin as soon as possible.
As the applause died down, and with Carly clinging to me closer than my own shadow, I saw the other three girls nod to each other, and Ashley said, "If you two want to go back to the room, don't worry about us. We've had our entertainment for the night... plus we'll have plenty of time for discussion about what you two are, or will be, doing."
Carly, her smoldering brown eyes wildly alight, grabbed me by the hand and pulled me off the sofa. She clutched my arm, and as we marched out of the club gave the stink-eye to any girl who even
looked
in my direction. I was trying VERY hard to disguise the growing erection tenting my pants.
As we exited the club, Carly spotted a man walking out of a unisex bathroom. She looked at me lustfully, looked around quickly to make sure nobody saw what was about to happen, pushed me into the bathroom and quickly followed.
Locking the door behind us, she quickly sat herself on the long marble vanity. She turned and opened her legs wide, to show me her glistening, yawning -- and panty-less -- pussy. Her pubic hair was shaved in the shape of an arrow, pointing directly at her warm, pink paradise.
Breathing deeply, she growled, "You may have heard all the screaming and yelling after you finished your song, but the loudest was probably me -- because you brought me to the most
amazing
,
intense
orgasm! I don't want to wait til we get to the room.
RAM
me, baby... RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW!! DON'T HOLD BACK ON ME!!! AS FAST AND AS HARD AS YOU CAN!!!!"
Who needed Viagra when you had girls like this? I moved in close, dropped my pants and shoved my spasming cock into her.
"OOOOOHHHH, so big!!!" she exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around me and leaned her head back. I kissed her on her neck as she tightened her grip.
