As the audience erupted in wild applause, the star of the Military Wives' choir, Kelly just felt incredibly horny. It was almost inevitable she would end up in the bed of their celebrity conductor. And then on to greater things!

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It was a full half hour before Chantella reappeared, with Del behind her. He was bare-footed and pulling on a shirt, while his wife’s make-up was smudged all over her face. Kelly’s childhood heart-throb stopped right in front of her and looked her purposely up and down, with his eyes lingering on her prominent tits. “Gavin wasn’t exaggerating about one thing at least,” he grinned, before holding out his hand. “Del Starr,” he announced.

“Yes,” replied a red-faced Kelly, trying to regain the initiative in the face of this powerful man. “I’ve seen you on TV!”

“I hope you’re not disappointed,” Del laughed. “Shall we see if your voice is as delicious as your body?” he opened a door to reveal a smaller room than the recording studio with a grand piano in the middle of the floor. “What would you like to sing?” He produced some sheet music. “What about ‘A Life of Sin?’

Kelly almost choked. The song that made Chantella famous! “I couldn’t, really, no!”

“Sure you could,” Chantella chirped up. “I always like to hear other interpretations of my songs. Go on. I reckon it’s ideal for your voice and look!”

“Okay then” Kelly said reluctantly. “I’ll give it a go!”

“Give it your best go,” Del said in an odd voice. “Then we’ll see what happens.” He sat down at the piano and began to belt out the opening bars.

Kelly threw herself into the song but kept catching the pop diva’s eye. She was hitting the big notes but only just. She knew she could do better and every time she thought that, she got closer to being off key. Finally Del stopped playing and the celebrity couple stared at the embarrassed hopeful for a long minute.

Chantella stepped forward to behind the older woman, laying her hands on her tense shoulders. “You want to know what’s wrong here?” Kelly nodded and the pop star continued. Chantella’s hand moved to Kelly’s chest; just above her heavy bosom. “You’re singing from here, darling,” she told her. She moved other hand to the top of Kelly’s abdomen and pushed. “You should be singing from here!”

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