Part 6
Wil suspected the girls wanted to take his shirt as a souvenir but he couldn't let them. He decided to amuse them for a while and walked onto the stage. They hadn't noticed him yet which was good, if he snuck up on them, they would be very surprised.
Wil yanked his shirt out of the girl's hand and she looked up at him.
"Wil!" The girl shouted.
Her friend looked at Wil as well.
"Oh my god! I can't believe it's really you." The other girl said.
"You didn't really think I'd leave my shirt here did you?" Wil asked them, quickly putting his shirt back on so they didn't have much more of a perve.
"Sorry." The girl who was holding Wil's shirt said. "Can we have an autograph then?"
"How'd you manage to stay behind? Surely the crew would have kicked you out."
The girl's blushed. The more courageous one, the one who had the sign, replied.
"We hid. We were kind of hoping that we'd get to meet you and Rove if we stayed behind. I wanted to talk to you, about that comment you made to me at the start of the show."
"What comment?" Wil asked, he'd already forgotten.
"When you said you were already taken."
"I said that because I didn't want your lips on mine. I'm almost thirty and I assume you're about fifteen or sixteen. You're too young for me."
"I'm seventeen."
"Still too young. If you were me, would you sleep with someone eleven years younger than you?"
A tear formed in the girl's eye, she didn't like being told off. "I suppose not."
"Good. Now for those autographs, I suppose I can give them to you so I don't totally make you hate me. What have you got me to sign?"
"Your shirt?" The courageous one joked. It formed a smile on Wil's face so it wasn't a total loss.
"You know I won't be giving you my shirt. So anything else?"
The girl who didn't say much took a couple of posters for the show out of her bag and handed them to Wil.
"Okay, now what are your names?" Wil asked them.
"I'm Candice and my friend is Charlotte." The brave one replied.
"Yeah sure, give me names that are hard to spell. Can't I just write Candy?"
"Sure." Candy replied.
Wil signed the posters for them and handed the appropriate ones to each of them.
"Is tomorrow's show going to be the same as tonight?" Candy asked.
"Only if you show up with that sign of yours again."
"So you'd let me kiss you again?"
"On second thought, no it won't be the same. I have to go now, you've got what you came for, except my shirt."
"But what about Rove?"
"He's already left. Corinne and Paul are still here but I won't be disturbing them for you."
"That reminds me�Is something going on between them? They seemed pretty into it on stage." Candy asked.
"Nothing is going on between them." Wil lied; he had to protect them because he knew they didn't want anyone to know. "Paul's just always like that on stage, he flirts with everyone. You should have realised that by now. He was mucking around with me and Rove too wasn't he?"
"I suppose."
"Okay then, run along now before I call security."
Candy and Charlotte got off the stage and ran out the front doors of the Town Hall. Luckily they managed to leave unseen.
Wil went backstage again, he had to go back to his dressing room. He passed Corinne's room on the way and couldn't help but wonder if they were still going at it. He stuck his ear up on the door again and heard heavy breathing and moaning. He decided it was probably not the best idea to interrupt them in the middle of their 'act' to ask them out to coffee. Instead he walked back to his dressing room to collect his things and go.
Back in Corinne's room, Paul and her lovemaking was getting very powerful. Corinne was on her back on the floor and Paul was thrusting into her.
"Oh fuck Paul!" Corinne shouted, as she was getting closer to orgasm.
Paul's lips kissed Corinne's neck while he was still thrusting his cock harder and faster into her. Corinne's hands moved across Paul's back and her nails dug into his skin. Corinne felt Paul's mouth move across her neck to suck lightly on her earlobe, and that was all it took to send her over the edge.
"Paul!"
She cried out his name again as the orgasm rocked her body, sending waves of pleasure flooding through every core of her body. Paul could feel Corinne's inner muscles clenching around his cock as she climaxed and with one final thrust of his hips he impaled himself deep inside her once more.
"Oh God Corinne!"
Paul cried out as he emptied himself into her, his whole body shaking with the force of his orgasm. He withdrew and collapsed onto his back next to Corinne on the floor. They both turned to look at each other with smiles on their faces, both speaking at the exact same time.
"That was amazing."
Paul laughed and rolled onto his back again, closing his eyes and trying to get his breathing back to normal. His eyes suddenly flicked open as he felt something brush against his groin and he looked up to see Corinne laying half on top of him again, her hand gently stroking his cock, which was half-erect again already.
"And just what do you think you're doing?"
Corinne smiled and leant down to place tiny kisses along Paul's jaw as her hand continued working on his cock, which was growing harder by the second. Her mouth found it's way to Paul's ear and she whispered softly.
"I know what I'm doing."
Corinne lifted her head and looked down at Paul, their eyes locking. Paul then slowly slid his right hand down Corinne's naked body, drifting between her legs, and he smirked as he heard a soft moan escape her lips. Corinne leant down and her lips hungrily found Paul's and again she moaned against his mouth as he slid two fingers into her hot core.
"Hmmm Paul.."
Corinne moaned again as she felt Paul's tongue slide into her mouth as his long talented fingers continued stroking her until she felt like she was going to pass out from the overload of sensation. Desperate to regain some control she resumed her stroking of Paul's now full erection, this time causing him to groan with pleasure, and his fingers began to work even faster.
"Paul, please I'm going to.."
"Oh God so am I.."
And then no further words were necessary, their hands quickly stroking each other faster and harder as they both cried out and their bodies rocked together with the force of their orgasms. Corinne brushed her lips across Paul's once again and then collapsed against his chest, wrapping an arm around his waist as his right hand gently stroked her back.
Meanwhile, Rove had arrived home with his girlfriend. It was late and Belinda decided to go straight to sleep. She was afraid that if she stayed awake, and asked for sex, Rove would want to go anal on her and he'd be thinking of Wil. Rove on the other hand, did not go to sleep straight away. He went to the fridge and took out a bottle of coke then went to relax on his lounge. He turned the television on but wasn't paying attention to it. He just thought about what could have happened had Belinda not interrupted him and Wil.
Rove spotted the phone a few metres away. He wondered if he should use it to phone Wil. Was Wil still at the Town Hall or would he be at home already? Rove took a quick skull of his coke and put the lid back on. He couldn't wait until tomorrow to talk to Wil again.
part 7