The Evolution of Genius: Every Night, I Get Smarter!-Chapter 112: Watching

Outside the concert hall, Veronica suggested, "Maybe we should stay in Berlin. It will take six hours to get back to Frankfurt."

Both Oliv and I looked at her with confusion, and she stared back at us, seemingly puzzled by our reaction. After a moment, she realized her slip-up.

"Oh! Is there this weird wardrobe somewhere in Berlin?" Veronica asked.

I explained, "It’s called The Observer, and yes, there is one. Maybe we could get to the house we bought?"

Veronica considered for a moment and then said, "Hmm... but there is no piano there..." She pouted slightly.

I reassured her, "Alright. Let’s get to your house then. Is your mother home?"

Veronica replied, "She should be. But it doesn’t matter. Let’s go!"

After the conversation, we made our way to the Tiergarten, and through the Observer, we arrived at Frankfurt suburbs. From there, we took a taxi to Veronica’s house.

As soon as we got inside, I took off the top of my suit and the girls took off their jackets.

Veronica stayed in her white dress, and Oliv stayed in her black dress.

Surprisingly, Mrs. Hayes was not home.

We entered the room with the piano, and Veronica sat down on the piano bench

She opened the lid and proposed, "Max, how about we play the piano together? You play your part... I play mine."

I looked at Oliv for her opinion, and she just clapped her hands and smiled, saying, "Yes! Do it."

I agreed and came up close to the piano, and sat down in front of it.

I looked through the pieces that were there on paper, and I found a Liszt piece titled "Liebesträume."

Veronica, who was sitting to my right, moved closer to me just as I was about to play.

Oliv stood against a wall and watched.

"Time for Liszt. I see..." Veronica said, placing her slander fingers on the right side of the piano.

I began to play, starting a bit slower. I grinned as I watched Veronica play her part with authority.

The piano filled the room as we plowed through the Liszt piece.

Occasionally, Veronica took huge liberties with her tempo, and I hung on to my notes, trying to follow her through the exaggerated changes.

The music had more flair, and together we created a performance that resonated through the room.

Suddenly, Veronica smiled at me mischievously. She then reached over and started playing my right-hand part, displacing my hand.

Reacting quickly, I threw my right arm under her left, and took over her missing part, trying desperately to do something I never knew I could do.

I read the music from two pages at the same time.

Then Veronica slipped a bare leg over my knee and started sliding over to sit on my lap. Oliv laughed as the two of us exchanged hands one by one as Veronica moved across me.

I could have sworn that I felt Veronica wiggle her bottom against me when she was squarely on top of me. Before I could be sure, though, she continued sliding to my left.

With an understandable number of mistakes in the playing, Veronica finally was seated on the bench to my left.

We hammered out the last part of the piece, and soon after we finished, Oliv started clapping.

The room was filled with applause as Veronica and I exchanged a playful look.

Oliv grinned and said, "That was amazing!"

I looked down at Veronica’s lap and noticed that her white dress was not doing its job of covering her up at all.

It was still partially draped over my trousers from the exchange of positions. I laughed to myself as I realized it covered more of my legs than hers.

Veronica caught me looking, smiled, and with one hand moved her dress ever so slightly lower on her naked thighs.

I understood that it was definitely an acknowledgment of my gaze and not at all an attempt to be modest.

I averted my gaze and looked at Oliv, who was still smiling but looked at me with a knowing look.

Veronica kissed me on the cheek, and then hopped up off the bench.

I stood up, my heart still pounding. The event had been undeniably arousing.

"We need wine. Wait here." Veronica said immediately and escaped from the room before coming back with a bottle of semi-sweet wine.

She filled three cups with wine and gave one to me and Oliv.

For the next two hours, we played music, drank wine, and had fun.

Veronica taught Oliv how to play the violin, and even though Oliv wasn’t good at it, we made the best of the time we had.

After a while, we moved out of the music room.

...

Back in her room, Veronica, slightly drunk, was walking on air.

She said, "I am trying not to get my hopes up," but it was clear that she could not help it.

"You really want to do this, huh?" I noted as I sat in the desk chair.

"Can’t you tell?" Veronica said, smiling at Oliv.

"My two favorite things right now are playing the piano and hanging out with you two. Why wouldn’t I want to do both together?" Veronica asked.

"Aw, isn’t that sweet!" Oliv teased.

"It’s the truth," Veronica said simply.

Sandra took out a stack of paper and passed it to me.

I looked it over. It was a mockup program for her first solo concert.

I laughed. "Veronica, I don’t think the program should have little flowers and smiley faces on it..."

"Do not be mean to me! I am too excited for that!" She cried.

I smiled and said, "And you are too cute not to tease right now."

I passed the program to Ovil, who nodded in approval. "Yea... I don’t understand any of this."

We laughed at her remark.

Veronica put the program back on her desk and then gave me and Oliv each a firm kiss.

She turned off the lights in the room and switched to the dim corner lamp, she turned to us. "Get up," she commanded.

"Me?" I said, not moving.

Veronica put her hand behind her back and found the small zipper concealed along the seam of the dress.

"Both of you." The white dress slipped off her shoulders as me and Oliv watched.

Veronica’s dress fell to the floor, and she stood expectantly before us in her white underwear and bra.

"Why are you both just sitting there grinning at me?" she asked.

"You’re just too cute," Oliv said, echoing my earlier comment.

Veronica rolled her eyes and came to me. "Come on. Do I have to do everything?"

"Not so fast," I said with a laugh. "Before I get up it is my turn to watch."

"Your turn?" Veronica said, frowning at me. "What do you mean?"

The meaning dawned on Veronica, and her mouth fell open. "You mean, you want to watch Oliv ... and me?"

I nodded with my brow raised, a smile creeping across my face.

"Doing ... doing what?" Veronica asked.

I just sat there and stared at her. I knew that she knew.

Oliv, meanwhile, had moved behind Veronica, and was grinning at me.

When she placed her hands on Veronica’s bare back, Veronica jumped slightly.

"I don’t know..." Veronica said.

"You don’t want to?" I asked her gently.

"No, I do. I’m just shy."

"Shy? Why?"

"I’ve never done this before," Veronica said. She fluttered her eyelids as Oliv ran her hands over the front of her bra cups.

"There’s a first time for everything," I said quietly.

Oliv’s touch was already making Veronica give up.

Oliv ran her hands down her stomach while she stood still with her arms at her sides. Pungents went off under her fingers, leaving a mark on her flesh.

Veronica held her eyes closed, partly to avoid my look, and partly in early ecstasy.

Oliv’s hands continued south along Veronica’s smooth skin.

Oliv was moving so slowly ... Veronica started to tense up in anticipation.

I sat back and took in the sight before me. My arousal was tremendous, and nothing had really happened yet.

I resisted the urge to join in, tempting as it was.

Veronica took a deep breath out as Oliv stopped short of her panties and moved her hands up and around her back.

Oliv worked the clasp and quickly took Veronica’s bra off. Once again her hands explored Veronica’s front, but this time there were no objects in the way.

Oliv pulled on Veronica’s body and turned her around. Veronica looked into Oliv’s eyes, which were calm and open.

Oliv whispered something very quietly so that I could not hear.

Veronica nodded and then leaned in slightly, lips pursed.

I moved around in my chair and gripped the desk to keep myself from getting up.

I couldn’t see them kissing since Veronica had her back to me.

Patience... !

Oliv walked Veronica to the bed, laid her on her back, and slowly pulled off Veronica’s panties.

Veronica stretched her long legs out while Oliv pulled up the white fabric.

I moved my chair to get a better look. Oliv threw the panties on my lap and winked at me.

I was too agitated to return it. I took a deep breath and tried to remember everything about the moment.