“I’ve had a hard evening at the gala, trying to socialise in an element out of my norm and somehow caught the eye of the lead cello player… a quick glass of wine and a note delivered by waiter later I find myself whisked away to her private mansion after the event concluded and upon entering her music room there she lays…
 
A happy smirk, clad in her bowtie and little else as she twirls her panties on her finger playfully and the eyes wander over her curvacious, well formed figure, unable to linger in any one place she just licks her lips and gestures to the cello standing on yonder with a smirk.
 
… Must admit, She certainly Does have the hips to carry that dress she wore!
 
“Play it,” She says “I heard you were keen to learn, show me and I’ll guide you…”
 
Well… how can I say no after all? Surely if i give her a good solo performance she’ll return it in kind, right? Heh, one can only dream but one thing is for certain… If the classical beauty before you is naked… only good things can result!”