Somethin' to hide

Sorry it's a short chapter, but I hope you like what is coming next time. :)

Steve did a few chores around his house, relaxed and then took his time getting ready for his date. She requested he wear his tight black pants and red, tied at the front shirt. “You look so sexy dressed like that.” Truth be told; Steve was only going out with her to get laid; such women made it easy, they knew what they wanted too, and didn’t have any qualms about jumping into bed without a true commitment. When he decided to settle down he wanted a woman who wasn’t in awe of him. Many of the women he dated; couldn’t seem to differentiate him the person from Steve the rock star; all they wanted to do was talk about his music, the way he dressed or simply wanted to fuck his brains out. Not that he had an issue with the latter; he just knew it was more to life than that. Steve went to pick up his date. He felt he was on display as he sat in the living room of Melody’s apartment. She shared with two roommates who were both extremely jealous that she scored a date with Steve and they didn’t. They were at the concert, sitting next to her. They made small talk while waiting for her to emerge from her bedroom.

When Steve and Melody left, she apologized for holding him up. They went to dinner first, then a movie. He told her, they were going to go to a friend’s house for dessert. “Cool.” She said. Melody couldn’t believe she was getting two for the price of one when she realized the friend was Neal Schon. She was in rock and roll heaven and if she could have done a threesome with them, she could have died a happy woman. Neal and his wife had just had dinner when Steve and Melody arrived, so it was perfect timing. Neal and his wife invited them in and directed them to the living room, where she brought out homemade chocolate mousse, with whipped cream that she was known for. After eating and some small talk, the women remained in the living room, while Steve and Neal went to the den to talk. That was not how Melody wanted to spend her evening; she was expecting to spend it underneath Steve. When the men finally came from the den, one and a half hours had passed. Steve thanked Tena for the delicious dessert and told Melody they were about to leave. In the car, Steve asked. “Wanna go back to my place?” It was music to her ears. “Sure.”

Barely in the door, they were already in a lip lock; as they frantically wrestled about the apartment taking their clothes off. First his shirt, then he slid her mini skirt off and her skimpy panties and pinned her to the wall as he unzipped his pants, he buried his face into her neck. She raised one leg and he raised the other, so that both of her feet were off the floor. He was surprisingly strong, as he thrust upwards and against her, continuing to keep her pinned against the wall. It was inevitable that they made it to the bedroom, and more comfortable than standing up, the king sized bed was perfect for rolling about, losing the battle to lust, as mouths explored, hands roamed. Melody had to give it to Steve, he knew how to pleasure a woman, and not be selfish; like some of the rock stars she managed to bed; and men in general. He took his time exploring her body and by instinct knowing what worked and what didn’t.

Melody got up after they made love, and left Steve sleeping knowing, she’d likely never see him again. It wasn’t her intention anyway, she got what she wanted out of him and he did too. She put her clothes on and left the apartment. She went to the corner payphone to call a cab. Steve awoke some time later glad his guest for the evening was gone. He never liked to really entertain the women afterwards, knowing it was only about sex. He got up to freshen up, and went to the living room to watch TV.......................