Mike Awakens His Sleeping Lover, A Forbidden Morning Intimacy
Mike awoke to an empty bed, the morning sunlight peeking through the blinds a gentle reminder that it was already 6:05. He glanced at Melody, still fast asleep, and smiled to himself. He decided to have a little fun and gently spooned his body against hers, careful not to wake her yet. Her breathing deepened, but she didn’t stir, and he began to lightly brush his fingers across her nipples.
His touch sent a shiver down his spine, and he could feel her body responding to his touch. He shifted his pelvis lower, brushing his hard cock against her ass as it moved southward. Rubbing the tip against her entrance, he gently pushed himself into her tunnel, her pussy juices squishing at the introduction of his rod.
She was exceptionally tight, but Mike was determined to make this a morning to remember. Gently allowing his cock to slither in a bit further, about two thirds of his length, he finally heard her breathing change, indicating she was now aware of what he was up to. “Good morning,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire.
“It certainly is,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. As he began to thrust in and out of her at a leisurely pace, she asked, “What happened to me waking you up?” Mike chuckled, his eyes never leaving her face.
“I woke up just after six,” he said, his voice dripping with amusement. “And apparently, I couldn’t wait to get my cock into you today.” Melody giggled, her eyes sparkling with mirth.
“Well, no complaints here,” she said, her voice husky with desire. “If an irresistible desire to fuck your girlfriend is what gets you up on time, I suppose that’s a burden I can bear.” Mike grinned, his cock twitching inside her.
As he continued his lazy thrusts, Melody pulled her knees towards her chest, giving him better access and allowing him to fully engulf his length inside her. He pushed all the way in, holding himself there momentarily, and circled his cock around her pussy, exploring every inch of her tunnel as she moaned in surprise and delight.
“I love this position,” she purred, her voice barely above a whisper. “It’s so relaxing.” Mike smiled, his eyes never leaving her face. “Definitely,” he said, his voice husky with desire. “I’m just glad I woke up before you. Otherwise, I might not have gotten the idea.”
Melody giggled, her eyes sparkling with mirth. “That kind of inspiration and creativity can only help your practicing throughout the day, I’d imagine.” Mike grinned, his cock twitching inside her.
As they continued their lovemaking, they heard voices outside the bedroom window. Mike smiled, recognizing it as Sandra, hustling her kids to the car for school. Sasha’s adorable little-girl voice was unmistakable.
“Sounds like it’s time for school,” Melody observed, her voice barely above a whisper. “Her kids are just the cutest. I love ’em… oh!” Mike had thrust deep into her again, his cock twitching with desire.
“That’s why I fell in love with you,” he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. Melody purred lovingly, her eyes never leaving his face.
As Mike wondered something, Melody ran her fingers along his arms. “Melody, are you able to have children?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Absolutely,” she replied, her voice confident. “Although I would only produce human offspring, not jinn. I also won’t ever become pregnant accidentally. You would need to wish to impregnate me. Is that what you would like?” Mike’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Ah… not right now,” he said, his voice hesitant. “I don’t think I’m ready for kids of my own yet, at least not financially. But someday, definitely.” Melody smiled, her eyes sparkling with mirth.
“Well, when that day does come,” she whispered in his ear, “I know for a fact you’ll be an incredible father.” Mike shuddered, his cock twitching with desire.
Deciding it was time for the big finish, Mike gently lifted Melody’s higher leg up, allowing him better access to thrust at a much faster pace. Her breathing became more labored as she felt her own climax approaching, and she began to toy with her clit. She brought herself to one orgasm manually before another one quickly built up within her, finally exploding as Mike filled her up with his cum.
Deeply satisfied, the pair simply relaxed in bed for a few minutes more, spooning together with Mike’s cock slowly softening inside her pussy. Mike kissed her shoulder lovingly, whispering, “You’re wrong, you know. About me being an incredible father.”
Melody threw a confused look over her shoulder, her eyes sparkling with mirth. “What do you mean?” Mike grinned, his eyes never leaving her face.
“Any asshole that can get an erection can be a father,” he said, his voice husky with amusement. “But it takes a real man to be a dad. Getting spit up on, putting Band-Aids on cuts, teaching right and wrong… that’s dad work. And if I become half the dad mine is, I’ll have done alright.”
Melody rolled over to face him, her eyes sparkling with mirth. “I hope and pray I’ll have your children someday,” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.
After another short make-out session, the pair got out of bed and started the day. A few soapy orgasms later, they had dressed and headed to the kitchen for some much-needed nourishment. Mike ate a couple of Pop-Tarts with a glass of milk, while Melody tried some Cinnamon Toast Crunch. She was a bit surprised at first by the extreme sweetness, but soon came to love it and dug in.
After breakfast, Mike went to the kitchen, preparing a couple of chicken breasts and some broth in his slow cooker, intending to make quesadillas out of them for lunch. He then relaxed on the sofa, checking emails on his laptop. He had not yet received any update from the Maestro on who this mystery panelist would be for his audition on Friday.
Figuring he had procrastinated long enough, Mike closed his computer and decided to start his first practice session. Entering the small sunroom at the front of his apartment that he used as his office and practice studio, he began unpacking his trumpets from their cases.
For auditions of this sort, the panel wanted to see not only the candidate’s general skill but also their versatility in a wide variety of styles. As such, most professional trumpet players had put together quite a collection of instruments for these styles. There was his standard pair of trumpets in B-flat and C, perfect for a wide variety of music, his tiny piccolo trumpet for extremely old music that was written in very high ranges, and his more specialized E-flat trumpet, used for a concerto that he knew would be on the audition.
In the corner of the room stood two additional cases holding two of Mike’s favorite horns: his cornet and flugelhorn. Though not typically used in orchestral music, he loved the sounds they produced, and always seemed to play around on them whenever he needed a lift to his spirits for any reason.
His preparations complete, he started his daily warm-ups, working through scales and sound quality exercises, eventually moving to more acrobatic warm-ups. As he played, he started to wonder something.
“Hey, Melody?”
“Hey, what’s up?” came the response.
“Quick question,” Mike said, his voice husky with amusement. “I know you would probably be able to soundproof a room with your privacy powers. Would you be able to keep that soundproofing intact outside of sexual encounters? Say, for a perfectly quiet practice studio that would never bother the neighbors?”
She closed her eyes, searching her mind for the answer. “I can,” she finally replied. “However, it would require that we have sex of some sort in that room within one week, or the wish would eventually deactivate.”
Mike’s eyes widened in surprise. “Oh no… how can you put such huge restrictions on me?!” he exclaimed, his voice laced with sarcasm.
Melody giggled, her eyes sparkling with mirth. “Well, we would need to test out just how soundproof the room really is, right? Shall I make it happen?” Mike grinned, his eyes never leaving her face.
“Let’s do it.” Tingle. Flash.
Although the room didn’t look any different, Mike looked over at Melody from within his studio. Her lips were moving, but he couldn’t hear a single word she was saying. Stepping out for a moment, he revealed this to her, asking, “Is it possible to let sound into the room, but not out?” Melody playfully stuck her tongue out at him.
“So picky,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Tingle. Flash.
As he stepped back into the room, Melody asked, “Can you hear me?” Mike nodded, his eyes never leaving her face.
He turned with his back to her and asked, “Can you hear me?” No response. He thought to her, Could you hear me there?
Nope. Looks like it worked perfectly. Shall I put a little fuck session on the calendar for us? He laughed in her head. Nah, I can be more spontaneous than that.
Ooh, yay… she replied in anticipation. Chuckling to himself, Mike returned his focus to his audition preparations, advising Melody to explore her personality and interests some more.
He pulled out his music books and placed one on his graduation present from a few years back, a beautiful wooden music stand made of cherry and mahogany. As he began to work on excerpts, he was instantly enjoying the benefits of his new soundproof practice studio.
The small sections of larger orchestral works he was working on were quite loud and bombastic, and the newly insulated room allowed him to throw himself into the music without worrying about disturbing the neighbors.
After a few hours of practice, during which he could immediately tell a difference thanks to his wish from yesterday about his musical skills, he decided to play one more excerpt before taking a lunch break. Looking at the audition list, he pulled up one of his favorites.
The second movement of The Pines of Rome had a gorgeous, lyrical trumpet solo in it. Requiring immense breath control and musicianship, Mike’s performance of it was the deciding factor when he won the job of Assistant Principal a year and a half ago.
Beginning the solo, he closed his eyes and lost himself completely in the music, feeling a new ability of expression. He wasn’t sure if this was specifically due to his wish, or simply because of meeting Melody last Friday, but he didn’t care.
The sweet melody perfectly encapsulated his feelings towards the girl he had named as such, and that’s all that mattered to him in that moment.
Slowly opening his eyes, he saw Melody sitting on the living room sofa across from him, smiling right at him. Stepping out of his studio, he asked, “Why the big grin? You weren’t able to hear me.”
“Didn’t have to,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “The look on your face said it all. You were thinking of me, weren’t you?” Mike grinned, his eyes never leaving her face.
Without a word, he motioned for her to join him in his studio. Seating her in the small folding chair in the corner, he began to play once more, again losing himself in the music.
As he finished the solo, Melody was no longer smiling. Her expression was one of amazement, enchantment even. Each day she lived brought new experiences for her with Mike, but at this moment, she felt for the first time as if she was peering into his very soul.
“That was… incredible,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Mike smiled, his eyes never leaving her face.
“I know,” he said, his voice husky with amusement.
His smartass remark instantly snapped her back to reality, as she giggled and slapped his shoulder playfully.
“You getting hungry for some lunch?” Mike asked, his voice husky with amusement.
“Sure am, that chicken smells awesome,” Melody replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Mike smiled, his eyes never leaving her face. “Let’s go eat,” he said, his voice husky with desire.
Mike walked back into the apartment, a spring in his step as he headed for the kitchen. “Alright, let’s get this feast started,” he said, pulling out the chicken from the refrigerator.
Melody smiled, watching as he began to prep the meal. “You’re really getting the hang of this, Mike,” she said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
“Hey, someone’s got to feed you,” Mike replied, grinning as he coated the tortillas with cheese and filled them with chicken.
Once the tortillas were assembled, Mike placed them in a skillet on the stovetop, cooking them until they were golden brown. “Ah, perfect,” he said, sliding the quesadillas onto a plate.
Melody took a bite, her eyes widening in delight. “Wow, this is amazing!” she exclaimed.
“Told you,” Mike said, smiling smugly as he handed her another quesadilla.
As they ate, they chatted about their plans for the day. Melody mentioned her new photography business, and Mike expressed his pride and admiration for her entrepreneurial spirit.
After lunch, they settled onto the couch to relax for a bit. “So, what did you do this morning?” Mike asked, turning to Melody with interest.
“Let me show you,” Melody said, reaching for Mike’s laptop. She pulled up her photography website, beaming with pride. “Ta-da! My new business is officially up and running.”
Mike’s jaw dropped as he scrolled through the website. “Wow, this is incredible,” he said, shaking his head in amazement.
“I know, right?” Melody said, grinning. “I’m pretty proud of myself.”
“You should be,” Mike said, taking her hand. “I’m so proud of you, Melody. You’re an amazing woman.”
As they sat on the couch, Melody pulled out her iPhone and showed Mike her new phone and car. “I figured it was about time I got up to speed on modern technology,” she said, winking at him.
Mike’s eyes widened as he took in the information. “You’re a genius, Melody,” he said, shaking his head in amazement.
“Hey, someone’s got to keep up with the times,” Melody said, smiling.
As they finished their lunch, Melody asked Mike if he wanted to take a ride in her new car. Mike agreed, and they headed out to the parking lot, where Melody unlocked the door and they climbed inside.
As they drove to the leasing office, Melody filled Mike in on the details of her new business. “I’ve already landed my first client,” she said, beaming with pride.
Mike’s eyes lit up with excitement. “That’s amazing, Melody! Congratulations!”
As they arrived at the leasing office, Mike filled out the paperwork to add Melody’s name to his lease. The leasing agent barely batted an eye, and they finished up the task in no time.
Once they were back home, Melody settled in to play some video games, while Mike continued his audition prep. As the day wore on, they took a break to have dinner, and Melody was excited to show Mike her new photography skills.
After dinner, Mike spent some time relaxing on the couch, while Melody continued to play video games. As the evening drew to a close, Mike got a call from his maestro, Robert Spano. “Mike, we’ve got the audition schedule set for this Friday,” he said, his voice booming over the phone.
Melody’s ears perked up as she listened to the conversation. “One of the judges is going to be Philip Smith,” Mike said, his voice filled with excitement.
Melody’s eyes sparkled with interest. “Who is he?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“He’s the greatest trumpet player in the world,” Mike said, his voice filled with admiration. “I’ve heard he’s a tough judge, but I’m not intimidated.”
Melody smiled, her eyes shining with encouragement. “You’re going to do great, Mike,” she said, taking his hand.
As they settled in for the night, Melody turned to Mike with a mischievous glint in her eye. “Want to spend the rest of the evening watching Star Wars?” she asked, her voice filled with excitement.
Mike grinned, his eyes lighting up with enthusiasm. “Absolutely,” he said, pulling her close.
As they settled in to watch the movie, Melody leaned in close to Mike. “I’m so proud of you, Mike,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Mike smiled, his eyes shining with love. “I’m proud of you too, Melody,” he said, his voice filled with admiration.
As the credits rolled on The Empire Strikes Back, Melody turned to Mike with a squeal of excitement. “That was amazing!” she exclaimed.
Mike chuckled, his eyes shining with amusement. “Glad you enjoyed it,” he said, taking her hand.
As they settled in for the night, Melody leaned in close to Mike. “I love you,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Mike smiled, his eyes shining with love. “I love you too, Melody,” he said, pulling her close.
As they drifted off to sleep, Melody’s thoughts turned to her new business, and the possibilities that lay ahead. She knew that she had a lot to learn, but she was excited for the challenge.
As for Mike, he was confident in his own abilities, and he knew that he was ready for whatever lay ahead. He and Melody were a team, and together, they were unstoppable.
As the days went by, Mike and Melody settled into a comfortable routine. They spent their days working on their respective projects, and their evenings relaxing together.
One evening, as they were getting ready for bed, Mike turned to Melody with a smile. “Hey, I was thinking,” he said, his voice filled with excitement.
Melody looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with interest. “What is it?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Let’s have a celebration,” Mike said, his voice filled with enthusiasm. “We can go out for dinner, and then see a movie.”
Melody’s eyes lit up with excitement. “That sounds like fun,” she said, smiling.
As they made their plans, Melody turned to Mike with a mischievous glint in her eye. “I have an idea,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Mike raised an eyebrow, his eyes sparkling with interest. “What is it?” he asked, his voice filled with excitement.
“Let’s have a picnic,” Melody said, her voice filled with enthusiasm.
Mike grinned, his eyes shining with amusement. “That sounds like a great idea,” he said, pulling her close.
As they made their plans, Melody turned to Mike with a smile. “I’m so glad we’re doing this,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Mike smiled, his eyes shining with love. “Me too, Melody,” he said, pulling her close.
As they drifted off to sleep, Mike’s thoughts turned to his audition, and the possibilities that lay ahead. He knew that he had a lot to learn, but he was excited for the challenge.
As for Melody, she was confident in her own abilities, and she knew that she was ready for whatever lay ahead. She and Mike were a team, and together, they were unstoppable.
The next day, Mike and Melody woke up feeling refreshed and ready to tackle the day. They spent the morning working on their respective projects, and then took a break to have lunch.
As they ate, Melody mentioned that she had landed her first client for her photography business. Mike was excited for her, and he congratulated her on her success.
After lunch, Mike spent some time practicing his trumpet, while Melody worked on her photography business. As the day wore on, they took a break to have dinner, and then spent the evening relaxing together.
As they settled in for the night, Mike turned to Melody with a smile. “Hey, I was thinking,” he said, his voice filled with excitement.
Melody looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with interest. “What is it?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Let’s have a movie marathon,” Mike said, his voice filled with enthusiasm.
Melody’s eyes lit up with excitement. “That sounds like fun,” she said, smiling.
As they made their plans, Melody turned to Mike with a mischievous glint in her eye. “I have an idea,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Mike raised an eyebrow, his eyes sparkling with interest. “What is it?” he asked, his voice filled with excitement.
“Let’s watch the entire Star Wars trilogy,” Melody said, her voice filled with enthusiasm.
Mike grinned, his eyes shining with amusement. “That sounds like a great idea,” he said, pulling her close.
As they settled in to watch the movies, Melody leaned in close to Mike. “I’m so glad we’re doing this,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Mike smiled, his eyes shining with love. “Me too, Melody,” he said, pulling her close.
As they drifted off to sleep, Mike’s thoughts turned to his audition, and the possibilities that lay ahead. He knew that he had a lot to learn, but he was excited for the challenge.
As for Melody, she was confident in her own abilities, and she knew that she was ready for whatever lay ahead. She and Mike were a team, and together, they were unstoppable.
As she stood there, her fingers danced across the strings of her violin, the beautiful music seemed to wash over Mike like a warm summer breeze. He closed his eyes, letting the notes transport him to a place of serenity, and for a moment, the world outside receded and all that was left was the music and the woman he loved.
“You’re doing great,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper, as his eyes fluttered open to meet Melody’s gaze. She smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement, and he couldn’t help but feel a flutter in his chest.
“I’m just getting started,” she replied, her voice husky and seductive, as she began to play a sultry melody that seemed to wrap itself around his very soul.
As the music swelled, Mike felt his body begin to respond, his desire for Melody growing with each passing moment. He reached out, his fingers brushing against hers, and she didn’t pull away, instead seeming to lean into his touch.
“Let’s see how you handle this,” she said, her eyes glinting with mischief, as she began to play a more complex, more challenging piece. Mike’s fingers flew across the keys, the music pouring out of him like a river, and he felt Melody’s eyes on him, her gaze burning with desire.
As they played, the music seemed to take on a life of its own, swirling around them like a vortex, pulling them deeper and deeper into its depths. Mike felt himself losing control, his body responding to Melody’s touch, his desire for her growing with each passing moment.
“I think we’re going to make this audition,” Mike said, his voice barely above a whisper, as he pulled Melody into his arms, his lips crashing down on hers in a kiss that left them both breathless.
“I think you’re right,” Melody replied, her voice husky and seductive, as she pulled back, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Now, let’s get back to work, shall we?”
Mike grinned, his body still humming with desire, and he knew that he was ready for anything that lay ahead. With Melody by his side, he felt invincible, and he knew that they would conquer the world, one note at a time.
As they continued to play, the music swirling around them like a vortex, Mike couldn’t help but feel grateful for Melody, for her love, her support, and her music. He knew that he would never be able to repay her, but he was determined to spend the rest of his life trying.
“I love you,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper, as he pulled Melody into his arms again, his lips crashing down on hers in a kiss that left them both breathless.
“I love you too,” Melody replied, her voice husky and seductive, as she pulled back, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Now, let’s get back to work, shall we?”
As Mike began his run-through, Melody started sucking his cock, her mouth working his length with precision. She was careful not to grab onto him or alter his stance in any way, intent on helping him stay focused on his performance.
Hey, if I can ignore those three idiots earlier AND resist my girlfriend’s masterful blowjobs, I’ll be golden for Friday. As Mike continued his run-through, a tingling in his mind indicated she was controlling his passion, ensuring he would not approach orgasm while he was playing.
She pointed out that this would not be a fair thing for him to have to concentrate through, as much of the brain’s cognitive functions shut down during climax. Melody intensified her pleasuring, swirling her tongue and increasing the speed of her bobbing. Mike persevered through it all, though with much more difficulty than in that morning’s session.
Finally finishing the audition material, he lowered his horn and breathed a sigh of relief. Melody, however, didn’t let up on her sucking one bit. Grinning mischievously, Mike leaned down and whispered in her ear.
“I wish for you to be completely naked.”
Instantly, her clothes disappeared. Tapping her forehead lightly, Mike signaled that he was done with the blowjob. As she stood in front of him, he ran his hands down her chest, eliciting a few chills of excitement.
Grabbing her with more force than he typically showed, he kissed her passionately, causing her to fling her arms around his neck. As she did so, he cupped her ass in his hands, and she squealed in surprise as he lifted her up off the floor.
Wrapping her legs around his waist, Melody carefully impaled her pussy on his throbbing rod, moaning in pleasure at his unexpected exercise of control and dominance. He kept his hands firmly on her slim waist as she hung on for dear life, spacing his feet ideally for a power stance as he began to pound her.
Slowly increasing the speed of his thrusts, her incredible tits began swinging and jiggling with his every movement. As her moans increased to full on screams of ecstasy, he moved forward carefully to pin her back against the wall, his cock jackhammering her for everything he was worth.
She ran her fingers through his blonde hair, now tussled from their rigorous fucking, and locked her emerald eyes onto his, both full of lust and desire for each other. Ramming his last into her, Mike finally felt his long awaited climax approach and, giving himself over to it completely, unleashed a torrent of his cum into Melody’s convulsing pussy.
Panting and leaning their sweaty bodies against each other, Melody could only say, “I like when you take control…”
Without a word, Mike swept her up into his arms, kissed her lovingly, and brought her over to the sofa, laying her down on her side before joining her. Now lying face to face, the couple napped and lazily made out for quite some time before growing hungry for dinner.
After consuming a couple of TV dinners, Mike introduced Melody to the joys of Super Smash Brothers. She quickly discovered that this might be her best game of all, as after only an hour of playing, she was constantly defeating Mike with little effort.
Growing tired of getting his ass kicked, Mike switched over to Pokémon for some online matches, with Melody watching intently to understand his strategies. After a couple of hours, it was nearing 11:00, and they decided to turn in for the night.
As they drifted off to sleep, Mike asked Melody not to wake him early so they could sleep in, to which she happily agreed.
Melody awoke around 9:00 the next day feeling extremely well rested, and rolled over to cuddle with Mike, only to find his side of the bed empty.
Heading to the kitchen, she found Mike pulling a pan of fresh cinnamon rolls from the oven. Wrapping him in a tender embrace, she laid her head on his shoulder, saying, “You take such good care of me. You just better hope I don’t get spoiled.”
“I thought you already were,” he replied with his signature smartass grin.
As the pair ate breakfast, Mike asked, “I assume Darcy is ok after her date with Stephen last night?”
Nodding, Melody replied, “Yes. He continued his sweet talking ways and did try to convince her to come home with him, but she held firm, saying she wanted to take things slow.”
“And how did he react to that?” she was asked.
“Outwardly, he seemed very understanding. Inwardly, he was mad as hell. She’s always been strong and self-assured, but he apparently never saw just how much.”
Mike snorted, responding, “Cause he’s never cared about what was inside her head or her heart.”
“Well, regardless, Darcy is in no danger, at least not right now. Down the line, I fear your suspicions about Stephen may prove correct, and that he may become violent and abusive.”
Looking directly into his eyes, Melody continued, “Master, this situation does bring up an important aspect of my powers that we have yet to delve into. If you wanted to improve their relationship, so that Stephen could become more caring, or end the relationship, knowing that he is not the right man for Darcy in his current state, a wish would accomplish either of these things.”
“You’re able to affect other people’s relationships like that?” Mike asked.
“Absolutely. A wish of that nature would be well within the realm of love and sex, so it would be quite easy to grant. What do you think?”
Mike sat in silence for at least ten minutes, pondering the right thing to do in this situation.
“Ultimately, you’re right,” he said. “We need to help Darcy, but I won’t mess with her free will and her right to make her own decisions.”
Thinking for a moment, he suggested, “How ‘bout this? Friday, you come pick me up after the audition. Darcy will almost certainly be there too, wanting to know how everything went. She and I already will be hanging out in some way shape or form, and I know she will want to know more about you, so she’ll definitely invite you to come as well.”
“That’ll work. I really hope you can convince her. I can tell she’s a sweet girl, and deserves much better than Stephen.”
“Me too. Oh, and I’m not sure exactly what her first reaction to you will be. I kind of told her that I wouldn’t be having any contact of the female variety until after the audition, so she might interrogate me some over that.”
Nodding, Melody replied, “I’d expect nothing less. I can tell she’s been a close friend of yours for quite some time. She cares about you, just as much as you care about her.”
Throughout the rest of the day, the pair decided to relax, watching the remaining two Star Wars movies back-to-back. In-between each film, Mike conducted short practice sessions, checking the various problem areas of the audition that could trip him up.
As they watched the movies, Melody agreed with his assessment: not as good as the original three, though each still had their merits. Despite the annoyance of Jar-Jar in Episode I, she really enjoyed seeing old Obi-Wan as a brash young Jedi, not unlike Luke.
She was also a huge fan of Liam Neeson’s portrayal of Qui-Gon, calling it the high point of the film. As they continued with Episode II, she did enjoy the well-written action scenes throughout the movie, particularly the large arena battle with the entire Jedi Order fighting for survival.
The villain, Count Dooku, was also fantastically played, being both sinister and charismatic. Unfortunately, she was far less than enthusiastic with the romantic scenes between Anakin and Padme.
“Remember, I’m a sex genie, master of all matters of physical love and romance. This depiction of ‘love,’” she said, using air quotes, “makes even me want to barf all over the floor!”
As they moved on to Episode III, the third installment of the prequel trilogy quickly became her favorite of the three. She absolutely loved seeing the transformation of young Obi-Wan into the Alec Guinness character from the original story.
In spite of more terrible love scenes and bad acting from Hayden Christensen, she was moved to tears during the final duel between the two former friends, Anakin and Obi-Wan. As the final scenes rolled, showing the birth of Luke and Leah, death of their mother, and complete rebirth of Anakin in the fearsome suit of Darth Vader, she turned to face Mike.
In the best James Earl Jones impression she could muster, she uttered a few words.
“The circle is now complete.”
The pair completely lost it, cracking up laughing at her final descent into total nerdom. As they made out playfully for the next several minutes, hunger eventually began to take over.
Melody went to microwave some frozen chicken patties and canned green beans, while Mike finished up one last short practice session in preparation for his big day.
As he played his final notes for the day, Mike couldn’t help but feel slightly nervous, yet still ready for anything.
They ate their dinner of chicken sandwiches, still laughing and talking about the movies they had watched. After finishing their food, they curled up on the sofa to the news and Seinfeld reruns, spooning and lazily making love throughout the evening.
After his fourth orgasm and God-knows how many of hers, they began to doze in and out of consciousness, one occasionally waking the other up with a few playful kisses.
Around 10:30, Mike decided an early bedtime was in order, ensuring he would be well rested for his audition.
Climbing into bed and cuddling with Melody a bit more before turning the lights out, Mike asked, “I know that you are able to interpret my wishes. Just how vague of a wish are you able to properly interpret?”
“Pretty vague,” she replied with a smile. “Why do you ask?”
“Well, I want to be awoken tomorrow at a time and in such a manner that will let me be perfectly well rested and in optimal mental preparation for the audition. Is that enough for you to go on, even if I can’t actually tell you what that would entail?”
“No problem at all,” Melody said with a smile. “I’ll take great care of you tomorrow. By the time you walk onto that stage, you’ll feel like you could wrestle a grizzly bear and come out on top.”
As the soft glow of the city outside faded, Mike tenderly kissed her, his lips tracing the curve of her face. His touch sent shivers down her spine, and she felt her heart flutter in response.
His hands cradled her face, his thumbs stroking her cheeks, and she wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him closer.
“You’re my everything,” he whispered, his breath dancing across her skin.
“And you’re mine,” she replied, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart.
Mike’s lips descended once more, and she felt herself melting into the kiss, the world around them dissolving into nothingness.
“I love you,” he whispered, his voice husky with emotion.
“I love you too,” she whispered back, her own voice trembling with feeling.
As the kiss deepened, Mike’s eyelids grew heavy, and he drifted off to sleep, his arms still wrapped around her.
“You really are the best,” he mumbled, his voice barely audible.
“I know,” she whispered back with a smile, her lips brushing against his ear.