Smooth Jazz Ch. 04

"Oh yes, is that her?" She squinted her eyes as if she had trouble seeing.

"I think she's on the dance floor with that rather dashing handsome man." Ellen purred in his ear and Connor followed her eyes. There she was but with who?

"Thank you." By the time he turned around to say it, the woman was gone.

Connor took Jazz in from a distance and once again his blood boiled. She was a vision in red. The long red gown hugged every curve imaginable, and ones he didn't know she had.

The dress exposed her back, but elegantly. The part missing hung in a U-shape. Other than that it had no sleeves and the front of her was fully covered. The material clung to her wonderful breast, and fell just above her ankles.

After he stared her down he noticed the man holding her, and his blood boiled for a different reason now.

He couldn't help but feel fire in his lungs as the man's hand sat at the small of her back intimately. They looked close, too close for Connors liking as they laughed into each other's eyes.

Connor moved across the room swiftly. He zeroed in on Jazz and her eyes caught his and she stopped dancing. A smile broke across her face, but soon he zeroed in on the man she was with, and he didn't look happy at all.

"Who the hell is this?" It came out of Connor's mouth before he even had a chance to stop himself.

"Connor," Jazz's eyes went wide as he gave James a once over.

"Honey, you betta say something before he whoop both our asses." James looked at Jazz; she knew he loved this.

"Connor, this is my good friend and-"

"Her hair stylist and fierceness wardrobe coordinator," James added and she sent him a look that said, you doing the most, and he laughed.

Connor let it all sink in and was beginning to see he was going to look like a jackass by the end of this introduction.

"Yes Connor, and all of that. What the hell is your problem?" Jazz looked at him as he had come at them like a bull with horns. Then it dawned on her and she gave him a piercing look.

"James, give us a minute." James gladly went about his way in search of the cute waiter boy who winked at him.

"I'm sorry Jazz okay; I thought that he was-"

"My date, Connor, James is not interested in women. And even if he was, were just friends." She scolded him and shook her head when he gathered her in his arms, seemingly pleased.

"Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?"

"Connor don't try to change the, oh." She gave a small moan as he nuzzled into her neck and his hand slid to her bottom and gave a soft squeeze, and she jumped.

"Stop it. People are watching. My kids are here!" Jazz swiped his hand away.

"This is the first time I've gotten to get this close to you in weeks Jazz. You've been running from me." He placed a finger under her chin and she averted his gaze.

How could he blame her? She gave him a once over and once again doubted the strength of her knees.

His hair was cut even lower, exposing his gorgeous face even more. He stared into her with those jade green eyes. He licked his cupids bow mouth in approval as he gave her a full once over and she shuttered as he ran a hand down her bare arm.

Connor didn't wear a suit jacket. He wore a white shirt with a dark gray vest fitted for him to a tee. As always his slacks were crisp, with the crease still in them. The slacks hung on his hips just right, and his build was complemented in all the right places.

"No more running tonight Jazz," Connor whispered in her ear holding her close.

She immediately melted in his strong arms. He once again lifted her chin and placed a soft kiss on her lips. As always she melted and he always looked forward to the moment when she would bend to his will.

"Girl, I don't mean to mess up y'all moment in time, but you're on in ten." James reminded her and she looked at Connor nervously.

"Don't worry; I'll be right in front. Go." Connor gave her reassurance with another kiss and she went and started gathering her four small pupils.

*

"Connor, just to give you a heads up, Miss Morticia Addams that you politely turned down." James said and Connor nearly spit out his drink he had started sipping on.

"That bitch is Williams's new chick. I'm sure of it. I knew I recognized her, I've seen them around. Her hair is down but that red lip, and that look is her. Now the question is why would she approach you?" James said disgustingly as Connor digested what he said.

"William left Jazz for her?" Connor asked.

"I know tragic. At least cheat up." James said shaking his head.

"No. I mean are you sure? Why would she be here?" And why would she approach him?

"She probably was being noisy, disguising it as a come on." Connor spoke his thoughts aloud.

"Oh I'm sure of it. She's also his divorce attorney. She's trying to help him get Jazz out of that property."

"That's why they're still in the process of the divorce?" Connor asked. He would have to get some answers from Jazz and soon. He didn't like to think she was hiding things from him.

"Mhmm, that punk ass William doesn't want her to have anything. You know he put his hands on her too. Ohhh I wanted to whoop his ass so bad, but you know Jazz, just let it go." James copied her and notice Connors Jaw tightened up.

"Where is he now?" Connor asked scanning the room. There was a lot he didn't know. Jazz hadn't told him all of that. He shook his head, so she gets assaulted by that punk and then again at the bar.

No wonder she's so shook up. But William wouldn't be getting away with that. Connor just had to find him.

"Baldy didn't make an appearance tonight, hopefully he's somewhere throwing himself in the gutter he's nothing but trash. He never deserved her." James spoke honestly and with feeling. Connor could tell that James cared for her a lot.

"Well you don't have to worry. I'll see to it myself that this William doesn't hurt her anymore." Connor looked him in the eyes, and something passed between them. It was trust, respect, and a mutual goal to protect Jazz.

"Then I think we're going to get along just fine." James said and extended his hand and Connor shook it.

Damn he's fine. Jazz you betta jump on it bitch, and hold on. James thought.

"Hey, Connor the shows about to start let's find a seat." They moved to the front as promised and watched as the lights were dim, and everybody took a seat and conversations came to an end. A light shined on the stage and there she was.

Connor was mesmerized. Jazz looked even more radiant on stage. Her hair was in bountiful curls that went a little passed her chin and cupped her heart shaped face, and the dress? He nearly groaned it had to come off. He had to peel it away, to see what was hiding underneath. A masterpiece he thought, and knew.

How could she put on that dress, if not to torture him? Tonight, he thought, he had to show her just how beautiful she was.

JAZZ BROUGHT HERSELF TO THE MIC NERVOSULY. She caught Connors eyes in the crowd. Through everyone she saw him. He gave her his infamous wink and she smiled, and relaxed.

"I'd like to thank everyone for being here tonight, even those who are currently not with us any longer because they've had too many drinks to know what's going on at this point." Jazz was pleased when the room filled with laughter.

"In all seriousness, my students and I have worked very hard to put this piece together. I've had the pleasure of working with and watching all of them grow into wonderful little musicians." Jazz smiled back at them.

"The truth is that my little musicians have wonderful parents and a wonderful community that has aided them and me to accomplish what we have. There are very supportive parents and people in this community who are willing and able to invest time and money into their growth."

"Unfortunately, for some children in our community and other communities this is not so. In other communities parents are struggling to make ends meet. They don't have the time, or money to invest in their child, even it means them exploring their full potential. Even if they desire to be a wonderful little, or big musicians, their parents or guardians are willing but not able."

"For they have to make a choice between recreational programs that will benefit their child's educational, social, and so many other factors of growth and putting food on the table. I for one don't want them to have to make that choice."

"I for one believe that every child deserves a chance to reach their full potential. I believe that no matter race, or background that each child deserves the right to have the same opportunities that my students on this stage have. So we want to dedicate this performance to those kids."

"Those kids in our community and outside our community who deserve the chance to dream, to hope and aspire beyond their social or economic class. Beyond what they think they deserve, and beyond the choices their parents have to make. Let us think about them as we move forward. Let us start investing in our children's future, which is OUR future, thank you."

Jazz finished with tears in her eyes at the passion she felt, and Connor was the first to rise and start clapping beaming at her proudly. Everyone else stood and followed suit, giving her a standing ovation. Jazz motioned for her students to stand with her. After things quieted down, they performed and they blew everyone away. Jazz was hoping they would dig into their hearts and crossed her fingers that they would dig in their pockets as well.

*

AS SOON AS SHE FINISHED UP PEOPLE RUSHED TO HER. Jazz shook hands and talked with so many people her head was spinning. Everyone wanted to dialogue with her about her ideas. Ideas never fully brought to the table because they were held back, but not any longer.

"Oh my god girl you rocked it! Jazz for real I was so inspired girl. I might not have a millions dollars but I will help in any way I can." James grabbed her hands and they embraced.

"Thank you, I was so freaking nervous. Everyone's leaving now. Connor!" He made his way past people and embraced her.

"I'm so glad you came, I don't know if I could have calmed down without you."

"You were amazing baby. You shined, and spoke so eloquently. Everyone wants to get involved. I didn't know this is what your plans were." Connor was truly in awe. What she said was true. Kids in the other communities needed programs like the one Jazz was trying to put together. They needed to know that playing a sport wasn't the only way out or the army.

"Hey, did you drive?" Connor asked and she shook her head, and he smiled.

"I came with James." Connor then frowned.

"James whenever you're ready to go." Jazz looked at James and he opened his mouth in disbelief. This bitch was tryna use him as a cock block. He gave her an endearing look, and she knew he read through her.

"Honey I'm going out. Waiter boy invited me out to boy's town. You might as well catch a ride with Connor. Y'all live next door to each other right?" He said and Connor realized that he liked James immensely.

"Yeah, don't worry, she's in good hands. I'll make sure she gets home safe." Connor gave a devilish grin and James pulled her to the side.

"Girl you betta stop playing, stop being a punk. We both know you wanna jump his bones." James said through gritted teeth and then turned to Connor with a smile and extended hand.

"It was nice meeting you."

"Same here, come on, let's get outta here." He extended his arm to Jazz, and she took it. She looked back at James and he growled at her like a tiger and she shook her head. She didn't want to admit it but she wanted him tonight but she would wait. At least that's what she told herself.

*

ELLEN WRAPPED HER HAIR BACK IN A BUN AND WATCHED THEM LEAVE. Cute speech, she thought and grabbed her cellphone from her purse dialing quickly.

"You need to get out of there; they're on their way back. Finish up and get out." She muttered quietly into her phone, smiling at the people who walked by.

"Okay. I got it." He said grabbing a pair of Jazz's panties from her drawer first and slipping them in his pocket.

"Good." She hung up the phone and turned around to meet a pair of lustful brown eyes.

"Hello handsome." She purred at the older gentleman as he gave her a once over. Bingo. She thought.

"Need a ride home." He asked sliding a hand down her arm. He was a looker. Older man though, which she usually didn't like. He had to be in his fifty's and her in her early twenties. He was slightly overweight and not nearly attractive, but she knew what she had to do.

"Why a ride home when there's a perfectly good bathroom that you can fuck me in?" She asked and he raised an eyebrow at her quickness, but smiled. He didn't think she looked like a hooker. He didn't need a scandal.

"I'm not going to have to pay am I?" He said trying to play it off as a joke but she read his eyes.

"No of course not, no one will know, everyone's leaving. I don't live alone and by the wedding ring you just slipped into your pocket, I'm guessing you don't either." Ellen laughed as he turned red and she ran her fingers through his black and silver hair, as he looked around nervously.

"Follow me." He was reluctant at first but his dick overrode his judgment.

Ellen took him to the bathroom and pushed him inside the stall. "Take your pants off." She said locking the door.

He eagerly slid down his pants and she was not impressed. He wasn't nearly as big as William but he would do till she made it home to him.

"You want me." She said lowering her dress and pulling at her nipples, making his mouth water. She loved it.

"Of course sweetheart, can I taste them?" He asked and she pulled him to her by his tie, and cupped her breast and pushed his mouth into it.

He used both his hands to push them together and lick all over her pink nipples. Ellen slipped off the rest of her dress, and he realized she didn't have any undergarments on.

"Fuck me." She said. She jumped on him wrapping her legs around his waist and lowering herself down on his dick.

"Shit, you're tight." He said pumping in and out of her wet pussy. He couldn't believe how lucky he was. He loved the feel of her young, tight body against his.

His wife was nothing like this. This was the excitement he needed. She looked down at him, purposely looking bored, and he started pumping faster in and out of her pussy.

"Mm that's right, fuck me. You like this young, tight pussy don't you?" She grabbed his face and pushed it into her chest. His dick was sliding in and out of her pussy, and she titled his head back wanting to see how much he loved it. How much he desired and wanted her.

"Yes, oh god yes," He put her down, and she pushed him on the toilet seat and climbed over him. She kept her heels on and used them to balance over his dick. She lowered herself down slowly, and then immediately began to bounce on top of him, and he shut his eyes tight, loving the feel of her pussy, wanting more.

Ellen saw her phone ringing and got it out of her bag, putting a finger to his mouth as she continued to ride his dick and she answered.

"Hey baby." She crooned to William over the phone.

"Yep everything is set in motion." She rotated her hips and it drove him crazy just like it did William.

"I'm going to come right now, just wrapping things up baby that's all. I'm going to ride that dick when I get back to you." It turned her on to know she was fucking someone else while on the phone with William.

The deception was such a rush she felt herself about to cum as she bounced harder.

"Mm really, that sounds sooo gooood baby, I'll be home soon." She clicked off the phone and saw him still enjoying the ride with his eyes closed.

"Look at me. Don't close your fucking eyes." She smacked the shit out of him but kept riding him so good, he ignored the pain. He gripped her ass and helped her by spreading her ass cheeks. They rocked until he felt himself about to cum. Then Ellen dismounted.

"Stroke your dick and finish cumming." She gripped his neck as he stroked his dick. His hand pumped his dick in desperation, he wanted so badly to cum. She had turned him on so much, wanting to have sex in a public bathroom.

"I'm about to cum but you're choking me." He grunted stroking his dick but struggling to breath.

"Shut up!" Ellen commanded.

"This will make it more intense sweet heart trust me, stroke that dick and cum." Her voice was soothing now, too soothing, encouraging him to do whatever she wanted.

"Oh, oh, okay I'm about to cum you can let go, you can...ugh!" He came and she gripped his neck tighter, as he spurted his cum all over the place, but then his eyes widened in alarm as she had caught him off guard now with her arm across his neck. In the intensity of pleasure, loss of circulation, and lack of strength he surely but slowly passed out.

Ellen walked out of the stall, after she slipped into her dress and freshened back up.

"Show time," she said and ran out the bathroom as if in a panic. She screamed causing a lot of attention to herself from those who were still there. She made sure to run into the arms of the first media person she saw.

"There's a man, I think he's drunk. He's passed out in the women's bathroom and I think he was masturbating!" The media man, others and security made their way to the women's bathroom.

There he was sprawled out, cum all over the stall and himself. People immediately started taking pictures of the great senator of the number 4 district, and to think he was up for reelection they thought.

When security searched for the woman who had found him, she was long gone and no one could identify who she was, and that she was ever id-ed and on the list.

*

CONNOR DROVE THEM BACK TO HIS HOUSE, AFTER JAZZ AGREED, SINCE IT WASN'T THAT LATE.

"I had a really good time tonight Connor." Jazz turned to him with that twinkle in her eyes. He watched as she walked, her black heels sounding across his kitchen floor. He offered her a drink, juice, water but she refused.

"You were amazing tonight, I truly mean it. Not to mention how beautiful you looked and performed tonight. How beautiful you look right now." Connor walked behind her, and wrapped his arms around her waist and she leaned back into him.

"I've been waiting to get my hands on you all night." Connor whispered in her ear and then turned her around. He groped her ass in his big hands and she moaned when he slapped it firmly, gripped it, and then rubbed his hands over it as if soothing it. He dove for her neck first, kissing all over her shoulders and up to her neck. Then finally he found his way to her mouth.

It started off slow. He wanted to drink all of her in. It was just as he imagined it would be. The taste of her surrounded him. He took slowly, not wanting to rush it. Jazz opened up to him, allowing him to go deeper and use his tongue to seduce her.

It was the passion that they found in each other that took both of their breath away. She tasted sweet and alluring. Connor wanted more and took more as her arms moved up and around his neck, and she deepened the kiss in sweet invitation.

He moved his body and grinded his manhood against her, he wanted to show her what she was doing to him. How hard she was making his dick. They started to overwhelm each other, trying to crawl into each other's skin.

His hands glided down to squeeze her bottom again, god she was driving crazy. He groaned in her mouth, as a deep moan sounded in her throat telling him she wanted more as well.

"Connor please," she murmured against his mouth and he damn near ripped her dress off. Jazz couldn't explain the fire beginning to rise within her. She needed Connor to make love to her, she couldn't take it anymore.