Marcus and his band were playing in Providence on Saturday. Because we knew him, I also knew that we were going to see the performance in style. We were on the guest list, which guaranteed us backstage access. All week my anticipation was building, to go to the show.
When Thursday arrived and I asked my husband what our weekend plans were, I was totally shocked when he told me; he had to go to another show in Portsmouth. I was really upset by the change in plans. I told him, I really wanted to see Marcus and his band instead of this smaller less popular band that I really didn’t know. I even reminded him that I gave up on going to a swinger’s party so that I could go see Marcus and his show. I was really pissed, and I told him I was not having any excuses about not being able to see them. When my husband saw how upset I was, he agreed I could go to the show without him. I was happy and was planning on dressing up to impress Marcus and his band mates.
Saturday finally came, and I was getting dressed in our room. While I was getting dressed, I made a joke with some hidden innuendos.
“I hope Marcus likes this dress.”
Smiling my husband said, “Oh I'm sure he will.”
With a grin, “Maybe he'll let me suck his cock.”
He laughed and said, “If he will let you suck his cock, make sure you tell him it’s a gift from me.”
I laughed and said, “Okay I will.”
“Besides,” he said, “he won't have much time after the show to hang out, nor will he more than likely let you do it anyway.”
Smiling and chuckling inside I nodded and said, “We will see.”
I arrived early before the show. My pass was upfront under the “will call” set of tickets. I was impressed with being able to walk right into the venue. Looking around, I found my way instantly to the backstage area and began my schmoozing. I felt everybody’s eyes all over my body. I was wearing a one piece low-cut dress and heels that blew away anything else that the “fans” were wearing. I was sexy and I knew it.
Then I saw Marcus, as usual surrounded by his fans. There were men with their wives as well as a couple of little hippy wannabe chicks. I walked up to him, and he moved past the crowd and gave me a big hug and kiss.
I thought to myself, “Wow this guy is so sexy. I can't wait to suck his cock.”
I had to explain to him why my man couldn't be there, however he already knew. We chatted with the group for a bit. I knew some of them, but I really didn't care. I wanted some alone time with Marcus.
About twenty minutes later, the opening act went on stage and most of the people backstage disappeared. I asked Marcus if he wanted to go somewhere and smoke something with me.
Grinning, he said, “Yes.”
I produced a pre-rolled joint telling him it was a gift from my husband. Grabbing my hand, we snuck off to go smoke my husband’s gift. Marcus ushered me to the tour bus and made sure nobody else was on board. When we got on board he closed the door behind us.
Marcus said how great I looked. Without missing a beat I thanked him and asked, “When are you going to let me suck your cock?”
He laughed and said, “I wish but I am sure your significant-other would be mad at both of us.”
I knew that I had him. I Just laughed and said, “Oh yeah watch this.”
Grabbing my phone I sent a text message to my husband asking him if it was okay if I sucked Marcus's cock. Within two minutes my phone buzzed with his reply. “If Marcus will allow you and you promise to do a good job yes do it for me.”
Marcus froze and couldn't believe it. I slid off the couch onto my knees.