MY SISTER STAYED WITH us for a couple of days before she had to back to her demanding job but before she left she warned me to tell the truth to Nellie. At the thought of Nellie, my mind strayed to when she sucked my dick.
There must be something about her since no one has every make me come and feel like that. My dick hardend at the memories, I wanted to fist my hand around it and come at what happened a couple of days ago.
Nellie was back at her apartment and she took all the light that she brought to my home, I wanted her to keep staying with me even with her pet Lolo who actually liked me. But I would still be seeing her today, she invited me to her concert and this is the first time so I will be going.
Standing in front of my mirror I touched up on my tie that was the last thing that I had to do before I was ready. The flowers I ordered had already been delivered to her house.
I went downstairs where my driver was waiting for me, with a nod I went inside it. The drive passed smoothly.
In a short time I was standing in front of my opera house, one of these days whenever Nellie is singing I should invite my mother to come and watch.
Passing the guards who all recognised me, the manager of the house came and welcomed me.
"We were not expecting you, sir." He nervously said, "this is mine so I can come whenever I like." He awkwardly nodded at that before showing me a vip seat. Where I was seated showed an excellent spot of the stage, so I would be able to see Nellie clearly.
More people came in before the hall was filled to the brim, then the lights went of. All the noice in the hall ceased at it.
The instruments were the ones who were heard first before the low and masculine voice of the men were heard. They sung a couple of other voices joined at first and then it went silent. The lights were on but the moment they ended it went off.
Then the low, sultry and familiar voice of Nellie took my attention when it reached my ear but we still couldn't see her yet. With a few more notes that were going crescendo, the lights of the stage went on. She was singing alone for a bit before the male voices accompanied her.
There in the middle stood my siren, in front of her stood the dirigent and behind her was the orchestra, to the left side where the men and on the right side were the women.
Her curls were looser and longer than the usual, the makeup was something simple and the dress that she is wearing is long. It went down to the floor, on the top it was form fitting before it widen the more it went down. At the top it was white but the more it went down the colour became blue. She looks stunning in it.
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Nellie didn't always stay in the middle but after a couple of songs later she was always back in the centre.
For an hour and half, she was the only one who had my attention even when she wasn't on the stage my mind kept repeating the moment when she was on the stage.
Some of the people gave a standing ovation when they're done, I only stood up for Nellie. I have no clue if she saw me during her performances but I hoped that she noticed my presence the way I do whenever we are in the same vicinity.
Everyone started leaving but I waited, I didn't want anyone to come and talk to me tonight, I just wanted to see Nellie. After awhile I think most people were already gone so I went to the front and waited for Nellie to come.
The last time I saw her here she left quickly which was understandable but since she is an official singer here I don't know if she would be done quick.
Like I though after 30 minutes she came.
She looked frazzled while carrying a bag, her hair was in the same style as before but the dress she was wearing now was a simple dress that fitted against her form, "I'm so sorry that I'm late I forgot that things can get hectic backstage."
I took her bag, "it's all right, bellissima. Are you ready to go now?" Before I grasped her hand into mine. "Yeah, I'm ready." She flashed me smile.
With her hand in mine, we went to my car where the driver opened the door for us.
"And did you enjoy the concert?" She asked, the moment we started moving. "I did, but I'm going to be honest I was only focussed on you." She removed her eyes from mine, "you were amazing."
With that she glanced back at me, "thank you, Vince." I raised my brow at that, this is the first time that she is shortening my name. She shrugged, "I liked it when Valentina called you that. Does it bother you?"
"No." A smirk formed on my face, "but when I'm fucking you, I want you to say my full name to make sure you know who is giving you pleasure."
She put her hands on to her face, "how am I supposed to react to that." She breathlessly said. "The only thing you need to do is to agree."
She didn't say anything at that but I know that she would listen to me.
I was bringing her to a restaurant, something different than the usual cooking that happens at my house.
"So are we going home?" I catch the way she refers to my house as home, a giddy feeling overcomes me at that.
"No, I'm taking you out to eat." This wasn't going to be a date, I have something different in mind for our first date. "Oh, I'm starving. So, which restaurant are we going to?"
I tutted, "I won't be saying anything, you just have to wait." A pout formed on her face at that I closed in on her and took our first kiss of the day.
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