Wednesday 24 April 2013

Concert Pianist


This is the 3rd Part of the 'Just a Gigolo' story.  
Part 1 here 
Part 2 here
Warning: This story does allude to scenes of an 'adult' nature. 


Helen lay in bed alone, naked, satisfied. She heard the front door close gently and smiled a little, wicked grin to herself. She couldn’t believe she had just paid for sex, it was naughty, sleazy, dirty, but she’d loved it! It was exactly what she wanted, no strings, no emotional attachments, just a business transaction. Small beads of perspiration glistened on her forehead as she lay there contentedly, her body still slightly quivering. He’d touched her so gently, so tenderly and had patiently explored her body looking for and finding for the magic spots. She closed her eyes and shivered as she remembered the way he’d used his fingers on her neck like a concert pianist expertly caressing his keys. Her whole body had been his concerto and he’d mastered it with skill. Starting slowly and gently before building up to a crashing crescendo sending seismic waves throughout her body.

It had been good, very good, but if she was honest there was something missing, yes concert pianist was a good analogy, confined by the notes of another, a skill learned and delivered not instinctively played. She knew it was a bit churlish to complain, the performance had been professional and near faultless but there had been no soul, no passion. Next time she’d look for a jazz musician, someone that will be willing to go with the flow, improvise - take a few risks.

Dinner with Christie and Zoe was fun, they were all ears; desperate to know what it was like, how she’d felt. She enjoyed the attention, hammed it up a little, glossed over the awkward start and the clinicalness of it. Instead she loitered on the fine detail, the things that have made her smile since.
‘So will you see him again?’ Christie asked.
‘No, no, he did the job, I have no need for him.’ Her tone was cool, flippant even.
‘But surely there was some kind of emotional involvement?’ Zoe took over the interrogation.
‘You know, I’ve been thinking about this. There wasn’t and I think the reason why was that there was none of the small talk after, no spooning, no cuddles, no promises. Almost as soon as it was over I kicked him out of the house.’
‘Really?’ Zoe she couldn’t believe it,
‘Yep, you don’t linger in a shop after you’ve bought the goods do you?’ Helen smiled.  
As they left her phone alerted Helen to the fact that she had missed calls, there’d been no signal in the pizza place and now it was frantically trying to catch up. She dug around in her bag for her phone and looked at the screen; three missed calls, all from Bryn. That was one other thing she hadn’t told the girls, Bryn had been calling and texting her, asking for a date. She slipped the phone back into her bag. It wasn’t her who had got trapped in a web of emotional involvement, it was him.

17 comments:

  1. is there any hope for him?

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  2. and I would like to add that I wrote a quick comment "no" under the first part of this story.... maybe he should not have got involved in this kind of story... it always means trouble... but on the other hand, she may reciprocate his feelings eventually, which I would love to see:):)

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  3. What'ss interesting from the comments on here and on my Facebook page is how people are routing for the guy in this story. :-)

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    1. Although a great many your fictional female characters are cold without any emotion, in real life women are emotional. That's why all the comments concerning this story (obviously woman's comments) express positive attitudes towards him even though he at first had the sex for money. I don't know your experiences but from my point of view, the majority of women seek emotional involvement when having sex (doesn't need to be love), referring to his worries in the second part - whether his body works always professionally or not is not so important, it’s male’s point of view. That's why the female readers love Bryan now. I really enjoyed this story and was moved by it. It had absolutely unexpected ending. Thank you. Alex

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  4. Would you be brave enough to record this one too? :):)

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    1. I'd have to do all parts of it ... so ... we'll see if i have time

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  5. you have to do only the two parts of it. The first one has a recording:)

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  6. Can I get Bryn's phone number?:):)

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  7. I bet Helen is singing this now: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aj_OJDhxmd8

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  8. Good point but actually this had slipped my mind when I wrote the poem

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  9. The same Helen? http://garethsshortstoryblog.blogspot.de/2014/06/the-piano.html

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    1. No actually, a completely different thought process

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    2. I know. You don't need to be so patronizing. Just noticed the coincidence that both stories (i thought of them when I read Friday's poem) are about a piano concerto (one metaphorical and one literal) and they have the characters with the same name. That's it.

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    3. Sorry, didn't mean to be patronising, I thought we were still comparing this one to the poem. My bad, I didn't read your post properly.
      TBH when I wrote the poem I'd forgotten about both of these Helens, and the poem is not about a Helen.
      And you are right it is a weird coincidence. :-)

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