"Narvel hun? What do you think of this part of the song? Should I go faster? Or just get a bit louder?" Coming over, Narvel listened, and then told her "Just raise your volume a bit, that should do it!" They were in the studio recording her newest CD, and they had been working for hours. They were still trying to work but the logistics of this one song, because it had to be just right. Sighing, Reba called, "Ok, everyone, take a lunch break. Come back in about an hour and a half. Have fun!" Thanking her, they quickly filed out. Reba and Narvel quickly got back to work, her clear country accent resonating through the empty soundproof room. About 15 minutes into it, the power suddenly went out, causing Reba to shriek in surprise. Grabbing a flashlight from the drawer, Narvel went to check the fuse box. Five minutes later he returned. "Red, it looks as if we've blown a fuse. I called the band, and Robbie knows how to fix it, so he'll take care of it when they all get back before heading up here."
"Meanwhile….we have over an hour before they come back….." Giggling, Reba replied, Oh? Are you hungry? There's a restaurant across the street we can go to", she began, walking away as she spoke. Narvel hurriedly pulled her back, biting her ear and whispering, "I'm hungry, but not for food. Let's work on that "volume" shall we?" Raising her eyebrows she said, "Oh, really? What did you have in mind?" "Well", Narvel said," since it's so dark I thought we could do a little…exploring." As he said this, he unbuttoned her shirt, letting it drop to the floor. Reaching behind her in the dark, he unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground as well. Slowly, he ran his coarse hands over her soft breasts, drinking in the feeling of them as there was no visible light. Reba sighed happily, allowing the sweet torture to continue. Narvel ran his fingers down her sides causing her to shiver. Going lower, he slowly unsnapped her jeans, then slid her panties down her legs, leaving her bare to the room. Stepping away for a moment, he shed his own clothes, then came back to join her. Reba kissed his temple then each bit of uncovered flesh she found, feeling the hard length of his chest muscles. Holding him close to her, she allowed herself to be lowered to the floor where they continued their lovemaking.
Sometime later, the couple lay there panting, slicked with sweat, holding one another. They lay there talking for quite awhile. It wasn't until they heard footsteps that they remembered where they were. They rushed to get dressed, no easy task in the dark. Narvel had just finished and stood when the lights returned and the band walked back in. Reba rushed to her feet as they did. "Hey guys!" Robbie said. "Sorry it took me so long to fix the lights. Did you manage to get anything done? Did you have a good session?" Looking at each other, Reba and Narvel burst out laughing to the complete confusion of the crew. Stifling her mirth, Reba finally replied "Yes we did. I had a great time. It was very…productive". She then returned to the sound booth, still having fits of giggles and leaving a beet red Narvel behind…