Bang, bang, bang! Wha....? As I woke up. "Who's there?"
" Cyn, wake up. It's time to go and you're gonna be late" yelled her team.
Holy cow, I jolted out of bed and jumped into a quick shower. Thank God my clothes were laid out and I just had to refresh my makeup and fix my hair.
The limo was waiting in front of the Savoy and we were on our way to Harrods. Royals, movie and rock stars, sportsmen and business people were gathered for Harrods annual children's cancer charity.
We entered Harrods and were greeted by their management and ushered in and introduced to some important patrons, most importantly, Princess Diana. Unbeknownst to Cynthia, Freddie Mercury was the honored guest of the charity and agreed to sing and mingle. As he wandered thru the crowd of 3oo guests Cynthia was relating her story to Princess Diana and a group of business men and their wives as to what transpired that afternoon while sipping a chocolate martini. She animatedly waved her hand with the martini and hit someone in the head. The chocolate martini washed over the head and white jacket of one Freddie Mercury. As she turned to apologize profusely, she was face to face with her afternoon encounter. Both of their eyes turned wide as her hands flew to her mouth. "OMG, it's you!"
Freddie turned and walked away without saying a word.
"My dear, you've just anointed one of Great Britain's treasures" laughed Princess Diana. One of the women in the group said you just spilled a chocolate martini all over Freddie Mercury. There was a gasp to be heard. So that's who he was, now it all made sense to her.
Freddie hurriedly walked to the men's room to wash his face, fixed his hair and removed his jacket. Damn, I liked that jacket. He sang to hundreds of thousands of people without a jacket, he'll do it again at Harrods. Yellow panties, hmm, game on.
The lights flickered on and off to get the crowds attention and then the announcer quieted everyone and said they were all to be treated to a special guest and his vocals, "I give you Freddie Mercury." The crowd of 300 broke into a frenzy of applause, whoops and whistles. Cyn never saw anything like it. They were the higher echelon of British society, royalty, movers and shakers and they acted like teenagers at a rock concert. She walked to the front of the crowd and stood opposite him with her arms folded across her chest and watched his fingers nimbly dance over the keys as he began to play and sing: You Take My Breath Away
* I know I'm switching thru time periods on the videos, but this one has always been my favorite, and he's so damned gorgeous in it with his voice still strong and high before his ciggies!
Look into my eyes and you'll see
I'm the only one
You captured my love
Stolen my heart
Changed my life
Omg Cyn thought, I know that song. He wrote it, wow. As Freddie sang, he looked straight at Cynthia and Cynthia stared back at him. She couldn't believe it, she was feeling aroused.
Every time you make a move
You destroy my mind
He continued singing to her and she felt her heart race, her face flushed and felt and a moistness in her panties. Freddie noticed her facial coloring and a slight grin formed. He finished the song and walked straight over to Cynthia.
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A Piece of My Heart
Historical FictionWhile Cynthia Lewis is hired by Princess Di to orchestrate a charitable function, Freddie Mercury has agreed to perform. Neither one of them believed that they were to meet their match. Both wealthy, successful and highly sexual, their encounter lea...
