“What are you thinking?” Jim sat down beside me and put his arm around me. I put my head on his shoulder.
“I’m thinking that I can’t wait for the show to be over. I’m really liking the pattern you started.”
“You’re just sexy as hell. I think watching people applaud for you really turns me on. Honestly, everything about you turns me on. I’m not sure that I can stay in this work environment. Having a hard-on so often cannot be good for me physically.”
“I actually think you might have a new kink. I’m gonna have to start dressing as an old man more often.”
“It’s that nightgown. It really gets me going,” he purred. He reached up and stroked my hair. “I just want this show to be over.”
“Me too. Same reasons?”
“My dick, your mouth, your ass… Oh, I’ve been horny since the moment we walked into the theatre.”
“Jesus… Let’s start the show before the audience or the rest of the cast gets here.” I laughed happily.
I was happy.
How did this happen?
“I want to fuck you so hard that you…”
“And the kids are here!” Buffy yelled loudly.
I blushed. “Did they…”
“No. I shut the door. But the vibes are very, very strong. Tone it down just a bit, please.”
Jim laughed loudly as he slowly pulled his arm away from me. “I guess that’s my cue. Places in an hour. I’ll see you after the show.”
“I’ll be waiting. I could skip the I enjoyed it line if you want?”
“And disappoint your fans. I’d never let you do that. Besides, good things come to good boys who wait.”
“God, you’re going to be the death of me.”
He grinned, and my heart skipped a beat.
“See you in about three hours. I’m gonna hide away in my booth and try not to get too excited.”
“If I could get wet… I’d be dripping.”
“Wow!” He smirked. “Maybe too far. Good things come to those who wait.” He turned and disappeared into his booth. The lights were out, so I couldn’t see him through the glass.
I got up and went into the dressing rooms to start getting ready. It took a little time to age myself with way too much makeup.
We all got ready, and the kids were excited that this was the last show. As usual, when it was over, they’d be sad and crying as we all said goodbye. This was a tight-knit community, and they knew they’d be back on stage sometime soon.
We got ready. Jim gave his speech, and the curtain opened.
I think it was the best performance that any of us had given so far. The audience applauded and laughed and gasped in all the right places. We had finally found our stride at the very last performance, like most community shows.
We bowed, and the audience roared. Finally, the curtain closed, and I had to console poor Tiny Tim before we all went out to greet the audience. I couldn’t wait for the last of the crowd to disperse, so I could get out of costume. Buffy would take care of the rest of the cast, deal with their costumes, and say goodbye. I had something I couldn’t wait any longer for.
I walked out of the dressing room to find Jim standing in the middle of the stage.
“Are you ready? I hurried as fast as I could.”
“I think you have to wait just a little bit longer, if you don’t mind.” He smirked, and my knees shook.
