The Naked Piano Player (Chapter 5) (ff:one-on-one, 8088 words) [5/5] show all parts

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She replayed the evening in her mind. She saw Lila's long blonde hair, her mysterious dark eyes, her teasing moves, her naked body, the way that Lila had looked at her. She saw Laura pushing her back on the velvet bench and her tongue working between her legs. She saw the four women watching her as she climaxed and she saw herself so enjoying being watched.

Just thinking about these things was causing Fiona to experience some kind of sensory overload. For a moment she felt a little dazed and noticed how heavy her breathing had become. She tried to relax and clear her mind, but the night had been so thrilling it was hard to stop thinking about it. By taking her to the club, Laura had introduced to a whole new world.

Fiona knew that something had fundamentally changed in herself last night. It wasn't just the club, or the scene as Evelyn had called it, it was that her perception of herself had changed. She'd been surprised when Laura had suggested that she was an exhibitionist, but in the course of the evening had come to recognize that it was true. She liked being watched. It was exciting. It was just as good as being disciplined. Perhaps better than being disciplined.

The thought of being disciplined made Fiona reflect that she was slightly disappointed at not being disciplined by Laura last night. When they had arrived at Laura's place, after leaving the club, they had immediately tumbled into bed without any fanfare. Laura had been more worked up by their time in the club than Fiona had realized and she wanted Fiona's attentions without any delay. Fiona had happily provided them and had made sure Laura was fully satisfied.

Her intimate experiences with Laura had always been intense, but last night had seemed more intense than ever. Perhaps the night at the club had turned them both on and made them even more eager for each other than usual. Or perhaps they were simply growing closer and therefore more affectionate with each other. Fiona wasn't sure, but she reflected on her relationship with Laura and how it had changed and developed in such a short time.

Her thoughts turned to her next piano lesson, which was going to be at Laura's studio again. It was exciting and something to look forward to, but at the same time she knew that Laura was going to remain professional in her teaching and would expect to see her make progress. Despite the churning thoughts in her head about the club and what had happened there, Fiona was aware that she needed to clear her mind enough to get some hours of piano practice in.

Over the next days she did exactly that, getting good practice time in and not allowing the thoughts crowding her mind to distract her. Her mother noticed her dedication and expressed her approval, noting that taking her lessons on Ms. Middleton's grand piano appeared to have increased Fiona's dedication to her playing. Fiona was pleased that her mother thought that.

The day of the next lesson arrived and Fiona set out for Laura's studio, feeling a flutter of anticipation as she did so. When Laura opened the door to let her in, it became a shiver of anticipation, running right through her body, as Fiona wondered what her lesson had in store for her this time. Laura wasted little time with small talk and led Fiona directly to the piano.

As Fiona took her place on the piano bench, Laura flipped through a folder of sheet music. Finding what she was looking for, she set the score on the stand without comment. "In My Life," read Fiona, nodding. She had played this before and knew she could handle it. Then looking closer, she realized that it wasn't what she'd played before. It was the same title, but a more intricate arrangement.

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jth215 writes Sun 26 Apr 2026 16:45:

Great story. Thanks for sharing.

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