The Naked Piano Player (Chapter 11) (ff:one-on-one, 8168 words) [11/11] show all parts

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Fiona was pleased that Laura was fully on board with her appearance on the stage. They had discussed it on Wednesday, the day of the piano lesson this week, and she had been very encouraging. She had, however, been an even harder taskmaster than usual that day, demanding proof that Fiona was still a good piano student and hadn’t abandoned discipline for the intoxicating lure of the stage.

Fortunately, Fiona had done very well in the lesson and Laura had professed herself happy with her effort and application and also her progress. After the lesson, they had moved to Laura’s bedroom, as they usually did. Before their sex session, Laura had insisted that Fiona strip for her, in a teasing way, good practice she had said for what Fiona was going to do in public on Saturday night.

Now that time was almost upon her. She managed to leave the house without her mother seeing her depart, which was good as she hadn’t wanted to be asked why she was taking the overnight bag with her. Before long, she and Laura were entering The Lantern, her eyes instinctively looking toward the stage the moment they stepped inside.

“Look, our usual seats are taken,” said Laura. “We should sit closer to the backstage door anyway. It’ll be more convenient for you.” Fiona nodded and looked in that direction, immediately seeing Evelyn and Lila waving them over. “It seems that we’re invited,” said Laura, having seen them too.

Evelyn and Lila greeted them warmly, keen to check that Fiona was feeling comfortable with her forthcoming performance, now that it was so close at hand. “I’ll let Valerie know you’re here,” said Evelyn, returning moments later to tell Fiona that Valerie was asking for her backstage. Nothing to worry about, she'd said, just wanting to run through a few last things before the show began.

Fiona knew the way, having been in Valerie’s office last week. Laura watched her go, feeling a sudden swell of pride. “She’s going to do well,” she said, talking to herself more than Evelyn and Lila, though they nodded in agreement. “She’s ready for this, I’m sure. I think her show’s going to be a big success.”

Laura accepted the glass of wine that Lila pressed into her hand and settled back into her seat, bearing the relaxed expression of someone who fully intended to enjoy the evening. “I haven’t said that to Fiona,” she remarked. “That her show would be a big success. It would make her feel under pressure.”

“That’s very wise,” said Evelyn, sipping her own glass of wine. “She doesn’t need any pressure. She just needs to concentrate on the basics and think of it as just getting undressed to music.” She looked up to see Fiona returning, “I was just saying you’ll be fine tonight, it’s just getting undressed to music.”

Fiona smiled. “That’s what Valerie was just telling me.”

“Sit down,” said Lila, “I’ll pour you a glass of wine.”

“I think I’ll get changed first,” said Fiona, picking up her overnight bag. “Let me get that out of the way and then I’ll join you.”

Fiona wasn’t away for long. When she returned, she immediately asked the others how she looked.

“You look perfect, darling,” said Laura.

“Very secretarial,” said Lila.

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jth215 writes Sun 7 Jun 2026 14:23:

Love the office girl, I think it's a great idea. Looking forward for more. Thanks for sharing your stories.

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