Mind Fuck

In a way it is how my wife and I met. She was playing a gig in Austin. I had NO desire to go out that night, but my best friend and his girlfriend got into a fight and he needed to get out. What was supposed to be two of us turned into a group of us. At the time I was dating but nothing serious and wasn't looking.

Anyway we bar hopped for a while strolling up and down 6th street. Then one of the guys said we needed to go into this particular bar because the lead singer has an amazing voice and was hot as hell. He was correct on both points. Being in sales has taught me to watch things before action. I watched numerous guys interrupt her in between songs with a shot.

I watched as she coldly thanked them and passed off the shot to one of her band mates. They were clearly enjoying the fruits of her labor. So I watched a bit more. She was drinking water and when her water was half gone I went to the bar. I asked for a water and then I held it and waited. They were between sets. She was easily accessible but now wasn't the time.

I waited until the next set started then decided to go ahead and drink the water. She had another water so I waited till that one was half low. Once it was I went and got another. I didn't wait until the song was over. In the middle of "Sweet Child of Mine" I walked up to the stage, made eye contact, showed her the bottle of water and placed it behind the speaker in front of her.

I didn't give her the chance to say thank you or actually anything to me. I just turned around and walked back to my chair with the guys. My best friend asked what that was about and I just said wait. About 30 mins later the set ended and instead of going up to her I waited for her to come to me. If she came and said thanks then she was someone more than a pretty face if not then no big deal.

Instead of sitting there watching her I never made eye contact to give her the easy out from across the room. Instead I laughed and joked with my friends until they got quiet and I felt a tap on my shoulder. She took the time to come over to me and say thank you. She ended up sitting down for a minute and for that 60 seconds or so we were the only two in the bar.

The sexual tension was quite obvious. She is stunning already, but put her on stage with guys begging for her attention and well you get the idea. When the next set started it felt like she was singing directly to me. I tried to play it cool but I was done. She had me. While she was on stage she kept making eye contact and we both mind fucked each other. For the next hour set all I could think about was my mouth on her. How incredibly sexy she was and how badly I wanted her.

I know you want the result to be immediate for it to actually be a true mind fuck, but it wasn't immediate. It took a bit of time. I would see her at gigs and we would play the same game over and over. It got hotter and hotter. Phone conversations got hotter and hotter. I used to be a phone sex operator while in college and I know how to push without pushing. I played on that a little bit.

Hinting here and there. Ending our conversations just at the point we both would give in. Then see her at her next gig with that sexual tension getting bigger and bigger. She would blatantly eye fuck me when singing. I would return te favor. Nothing said. Just eye contact, but we both knew.

Anyway the result is we are happily married. So I guess there is an end result. By the way that first time together was as explosive a night as I have ever experienced. All the tension. The want and desires. The spoken and unspoken words. The body language. Yeah we had fucked each other 100's of times before we ever did. All over a bottle of water.


Sorry, but I have to say, 'Aaawww,' to this one. :) Wish you both the best of luck! :rose:
 
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