The Magician and his Assistant (Closed for a_libertine)

[AndreaSubbie]

The act had gone well. They really did work well together, and Adam was far better a magician than you'd expect at a child's birthday party.

Amanda was convinced that many of the parents who booked them appreciated the quality of what they were getting, and after three years of working with Adam, she appreciated him.

She took off the outer layer of her Magician's Assistant costume and placed it sadly in her bag. This was their last booking. Things had really dried up, and she was going to miss the buzz of performing. And the money. For an 18 year old not yet out of school, she did very well, or had done, but now it was over.

Amanda had thought of looking for another Magician, but it felt like a betrayal of Adam. He'd been so nice to her, so kind since she'd first Assisted him on Work Experience. Of course, she'd changed a bit since then.

Not height, she was still a little below medium height and still very slim, still agile enough to contort herself as required by his boxes and tricks. But her bust had gone from barely there to a comfortable 32b, sometimes nearly c, not that her costumes made much of that! Even so, she usually found the Dads checking her out, and the Mums watching the Dads!

And then there was her hair. She'd started as brunette, and sometimes been red, sometimes green, sometimes blonde. She was lucky to have that complexion that looked ok in any hair colour, especially if she also dyed her eyebrows!

As a member of the school swimming team she was nicely toned and would look good in a leotard, but Adam liked her in lycra leggings with a short skirt, and tight blouse under a modest vest, all very appropriate. It was nice that he wasn't a groper or anything, given the opportunities he had. She'd heard of other magician's who took outrageous liberties! It made her blush to think of them.

No, she didn't think Adam had even noticed that she was 18 now. She sighed a little wistfully. Sometimes a girl does like to be noticed.

So she'd just concentrate on her exams, and getting into college, and then see what the future held.

Amanda's musings were interrupted by a knock on the door and Adam peering in, asking if she was ready for her lift home.

"Sure Adam!" she beamed at him. He was nice to work with, despite being old. He must be at least 30, she guessed. So confident, strong, decisive, and actually quite good looking for his age ...

"Coming.." she added, picking up her bag by the handles and joining him at the door.

 

[a_libertine]

It was a life Adam loved; putting on shows in front of audiences. He had worked hard at his craft since the age of ten, and now nearing 35 the end appeared to be on the horizon. He had moved here five years ago and started small and slow. It wasn't until he got lucky enough to get Amanda that business became self sustaining. The problem was that the town they were in was too small to keep a child's magician in business forever. Once the novelty of the act, and Amanda, wore off, the bookings began to taper.

More than once he had been asked if they would do adult themed shows and for the first year that he and Amanda were together he resisted. Then he caved in, hiring another woman to take Amanda's place in the more adult oriented fare. The problem was that Heather wasn't Amanda.

While Amanda was anything but 'statuesque' she had a natural flair for magic, and a stage presence that was impossible to ignore. They worked well together, and they damn well should. He practically raised her in the business. And when she turned 18, Amanda blossomed. A gently flair to her hips, a well rounded, hard ass, and pert breasts all seemed to show up overnight. It was all he could do at times now to keep his hands to himself, and that restraint was showing in his performance on stage.

Not to mention being on stage with Heather always felt like he was cheating on Amanda. Damnedest thing really.

And tonight was the last kids show he had booked. There was an adult show at a theater in two weeks. He took the bag from Amanda and carried it to the van which proudly bore the slogan, "The Amazing Adama!" with a picture of him and Amanda in costume.

He tossed the bag in the side door and looked at the sign as the door closed. He sighed heavily and whispered, "The end of an era."

Amanda sidled up next to him, and Adam wrapped his arm around her back, his hand on her waist. He didn't look at her as he said, "There is a gig I can book in a couple weeks, but it is a couple hours away and an adult themed show."

He didn't release her as he turned to her. His hand trailed across the small of her back until it was on the opposite hip. "Will your folks let you go on an overnight trip for the show? And will it fit your school schedule? It is a Friday night show."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Adult themed? You mean its for grown-ups?" she asked a little naively. "But that would mean new tricks, a whole new act! Two weeks isn't long to learn a whole new act?"

She thought for a moment, leaning in to him as she too looked at the van as a symbol of something they were leaving behind.

"Will you keep the same sign and slogan?" thinking the colours and lettering were really designed to attract children and probably wouldn't interest a grown-up theatre going audience.

"And if we're in a theatre, will you still be able to do the close up stuff that you're so good at? The sleight of hand? I guess it means you'll want to saw me in two, and levitate me, and make me vanish?" trying to remember the magic acts she'd seen on TV. They were very slick, and the assistants very glamorous.

She perked up a bit, "Hey, will I get a more glamorous costume? And does it pay better than children's birthday parties?" looking up at him, eyes shining with new possibilities.

"Oh, and Friday night should be fine ... after all, you'll be around to keep me safe, won't you? You won't abandon me?" Her open face showed complete trust in him.

 

[a_libertine]

Somehow the moment turned into a near hug as Amanda pressed up against Adam. He wrapped both hands around her, and laced his fingers together in the small of her back. He almost laughed as she fired off question after question about the possibilities. And as she asked if he would be there to keep her safe he wondered who would keep her safe from him?

Smiling down at her, he responded, "Yes to most of that. The details of the show I will work out in the next couple weeks. Maybe as late as show time."

Adam discovered he felt comfortable with Amanda in his arms. The realization caught him by surprise. She had been around so much it was hard not to like her, maybe a little more than she would have liked. Still, it was there, and the feel of her body flush against his was causing his heart to start thumping a little harder. He knew he would have to break this contact before it became obvious to her the effect she had on him.

Clearing his throat, he asked, "Home?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Yes please ... and you need to start working on those details!"

It was a shame to break the contact. He was nice to snuggle up to; why had she never done that before? she wondered.

She climbed into the front passenger seat, belted up, and let her mind wander into a future of theatre gigs, flashing paparazzi bulbs, glamorous costumes and make-up, always with Adam there to guide, to direct, to control, to keep her safe ... his hands had felt very nice on her back ... very very nice ... and they were skillful hands ... he could conjure all sorts of things with those hands ...

She looked over at him as he climbed in his side, giving him a happy smile, thinking it was such a pity he was so old. She'd like a boyfriend, but to Adam she must seem like just a little kid. No way he'd be interested in her, she was far too young, too inexperienced. No, she'd just have to wait until college for her first, after all, there was no rush was there?

But it would be nice to find a boyfriend who was like Adam; warm, caring, kind, always knowing what to do, always in control, making her feel safe ... Amanda sighed

To distract herself, she started thinking on costumes ... what might look good for a grown-up audience ... maybe a leotard with black tights ... or stockings? That sounded a bit naughty, and Adam would hate that. A tail coat? But short tails so they wouldn't get in the way when she was contorting herself. No sequins, they might get left behind and give away some of his magic secrets. Hm, she'd look in the shop that sold dance clothes and try and find some ideas to suggest.

 

[a_libertine]

Adam fired the van up and headed off toward Amanda's house. He kept mostly in his own head as they drove, as she did. It was odd in a sense. Normally there was a cheerful banter coming from Amanda to which he normally responded. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye as they drove.

He was glad that he was driving, otherwise he would have had a hell of a time keeping his eyes off her. For that matter he wasn't sure that he wanted to any more.

He breathed a sigh as they arrived at her apartment complex. Pulling into the lot he walked around and opened the door for her as he always did, and then, as usual, walked her to the door of the apartment that she lived in.

"Well, here we are," he whispered, "I have thoroughly enjoyed working with you Amanda. I do hope the next endeavor will be successful as well."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Amanda put her hands on his upper arms, my they were strong!

"You make it sound so final, like the past is dead and gone, like the new beginning is nothing to do with the past?" she looked up into his face, a little troubled and confused by the apparent change. In an attempt to reassure him, or herself, she rose onto her toes and kissed his cheek.

"Thanks for everything .. the past was great, the future can be even better!" she said lightly, and flashing him one last smile she went inside.

Once in her room she undressed quickly and put on a robe, heading for the shower.

She felt like it was a big turning point for her. Like the transition from children's parties to grown-up gigs was her transition from child to adult. As she stepped under the hot water, symbolically washing away the girl, she again thought on what a pity it was that Adam didn't see her as a grown-up.

By the time she had washed her hair, soaped her body and rinsed, Amanda stepped out of the shower as a woman. She'd call herself Mandy, she decided. It might be time to buy some new clothes, once she'd been paid for their first theatre gig.

She put on pjs and wandered down to see her Mum and Dad, and tell them about the new venture. They seemed pleased but a little concerned, but she reassured them that Adam would chaperone her and look after her. After all, what could possibly happen.

Later, tucked up in bed she wrote Adam a text announcing her change of name to Mandy ... but thinking better of it she didn't send it. He wouldn't want an annoying young woman pestering him. He had to work with her, he wouldn't want to be bothered with her out of work, too.

She turned out the light and closed her eyes, her mind drifting off to thoughts of new stage costumes ... what if she had more than one?

 

[a_libertine]

Adam drove to his apartment across town, his mind racing the entire time. She was way to young for him. Right? For Christ's sake, he was almost twice her age, and yet...

And yet, he found himself daydreaming about her as he drove. He wondered what her kiss would be like. Would it be as soft and supple as his imagination made it? Would she moan at his slightest touch? Would she beg him to fuck her like his mind saw it?

Shaking his head angrily Adam tried to clear his mind. This wasn't helping him, or his aching balls, one bit. If anything reminding his balls of their current state of disuse was only making things worse.

He picked up his phone as he parked and got out of the van. Vaguely disappointed that there wasn't anything from Amanda, he called Heather, a guy has to do what a guy has to do. In this case it was masturbate or fuck someone. His hand while an old friend, just wasn't going to cut it tonight.

He sent heather home around 3 in the morning and checked his phone again. Still nothing from Amanda. Shaking his head he wrote a text to send to her when he woke up.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

It was Saturday morning, and Amanda woke with a happy smile on her face. She couldn't remember what she'd been dreaming, but she was on her left side with her right hand clamped between her thighs and a nice feeling down below. The first thought that came into her head was Adam, and doing a grown-up gig with him.

Keeping her hand where it was, she indulged for a moment her day-dream of wearing a sexy costume based on her swimsuit, but in white, with black hold-up stockings, very high black heels, a black tail coat open at the front, and her hair done up really prettily. And Adam was watching her. Well, part of her job was to distract the attention of the audience so that they weren't watching the Magician too closely, so she had to look the part. Right? She was supposed to attract attention, the audience's attention. But it wasn't their attention she wanted.

She sighed, knowing how silly it all was. No way would Adam let her wear anything like that. She was convinced that he would thoroughly disapprove of her wearing anything so overtly sexy. I mean, no bra? No undies? What was she thinking! she asked herself. But she knew what she was thinking, what Mandy was thinking. And Mandy wanted Adam to like her in ways that he couldn't like Amanda.

With another sigh, Mandy rolled out of bed, slipped off the pjs and into her robe, and headed to the bathroom for her morning shower. Today she would try the dance studio place for costume ideas, and the fancy-dress shop, oh and there was a retro clothing place to look at, too. And the Department store for tights .... or stockings? Even if Adam didn't like them, she might get some anyway.

 

[a_libertine]

Adam woke late in the morning and picked up his phone. He grunted a disappointed sound that he hadn't heard from Amanda still, but then, why would he?

He hit send on the message he had typed out before going to bed:

Working on costumes for us. If you have a chance swing by and try on a couple of things I have thrown together for you.
​

He took a quick shower and threw on a pair of shorts before making coffee. Sitting in his work room he ran through a couple more simulations of his opening trick and was pretty confident it would work well. He had always made his own props and most of his own costumes. He new he was pretty decent, not as good as a professional seamstress or tailor, but good enough for his budget which was low.

That could and would change if this new line of shows took off. Adult entertainment could be made mobile, going from city to city working different stages and theaters. Hell, maybe even the occasional might club.

Just the thought of Amanda made blood course to his cock and very quickly, his shorts were tented in front of him. Checking his phone when he came back into the work room, he saw no reply yet, and brought up a porno of a woman that bore a striking resemblance to Amanda, and slowly brought himself some relief.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Back in her room Andrea dried her hair and put on a little make up; she didn't wear much when not performing. Then thinking still about costumes she dropped the robe and padded naked across to her closet, rummaging for her swimsuit. It was blue, high leg, low back, cross-over straps and showed off her legs, her bum and her flat tummy. Sadly it just squashed her boobs flat. Sighing she examined herself in the mirror, approving, but also noticing that she needed to trim her bikini line. Some stray short hairs were escaping!

So, what to wear today? She took out a pair of stretch jeans and a white shirt with pretty flowers across the chest, plain yellow undies and a thin white bra. Then checked her phone. A message! From Adam!

Working on costumes for us. If you have a chance swing by and try on a couple of things I have thrown together for you.

She quickly texted back,

"Hey, I was thinking costumes too! See you in an hour?"

SEND

Time to get dressed, grab breakfast and catch the bus to Adam's place. She'd take the swimsuit in case she wanted to show him what she had in mind. Mandy smiled at Adam's reply.

Less than an hour later she was ringing his bell.

 

[a_libertine]

Adam heard the text just as his ejaculate began spraying into the tissue at hand for that purpose. After cleaning his hands he replied:

An hour is good​

Disposing of the evidence he went back to work on the dredress he was trying to make for Amanda. It was a golden dress with sequins that ran up the two wide straps that covered her breasts and attached at the nape of the neck. It was short falling at mid thigh or so he hoped.

He had just finished the last touches when the door bell rang. Answering the door he smiled warmly and said, "Hi and welcome. "

He led the way to the workroom and handed her the dress, "Try this on and see if it fits and if you like it."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Sure ... er where?" she asked, not seeing a screen in the room, nowhere to change behind.

Putting down her own bag that had her swimsuit and some tights in it, she took the dress and had a look at it.

"Do you think sequins will come off and leave any evidence behind of how the trick was done?" she asked, the looked more closely at the styling of the dress.

"Adam, I have a feeling you won't like this dress; the skirt is probably shorted than you're comfortable with, and the straps at the front ... I know you think I'm a child still, but I have news for you .. I've grown boobs, and they may not fit behind the top all the time! And I can't wear a bra with this ... but I'll try it first, and we can adjust it later when you've seen it?"

Andrea looked again for a place to change.

 

[a_libertine]

Adam smiled and nodded as Amanda pointed out each of the design flaws that she noticed. "Yes, I have, uhhh, noticed that you have blossomed beautifully, and I hope I have accounted for that."

He showed her toward the bathroom, "You can change in here, Amanda. Let me know when you are done, or come out."

He went back to the workroom somewhat nervously. This was a big step he thought. She may not like such a revealing dress.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Mandy understood just how revealing Adam had accidentally made the costume, an unusual mistake for him, so she stripped down to undies and bra and slipped into it.

Since this was just a fitting, the underwear wouldn't matter, and would keep her covered, modest. Apart from the front straps where he'd made them too small, the dress was a good fit, though he had made the skirt a good few inches too short. Instead of mid thigh it only just covered her bum when standing straight!

So out she came and into his work room.

"Adam, The skirt is very short ... it needs tights or stockings don't you think?" Hoping he doesn't freak out at her mentioning stockings.

"And this top. I'm not sure it'll keep me in ... tell me if it shows too much? I'm not sure about trying it without the bra, yet?"

 

[a_libertine]

Adam walked around Amanda looking at the dress nodding appreciatively. All the while his heart beat a little faster and he found his throat going a little dry.

He stopped behind her and asked, "May I?" After a moment she nodded her head and Adam reached out for the bra strap and unhooked it in one easy motion. "Take it off please," he asked.

Even from the angle he was at he could see her warring with herself until eventually she performed the uniquely female magic trick and pulled the bra out from the side.

Once she set the bra aside Adam walked to her front, and he could not stop his body's reaction as his cock hardened fully. "Would you believe that I think it is nearly pefect?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

“Nearly perfect? Are you sure?” she repeated.

Mandy was confused. It was a very grown-up dress, far more revealing than Adam liked. Perhaps he still didn’t get it that her boobs might fall out? How could she explain this to him. And what of the length? It was scandalously short in the skirt. He whole legs were on display! And he hadn’t responded to her stockings comment!

His quick unsnapping of her bra strap had been pretty slick, but then he was a conjuring magician, so not a great surprise … but him asking her to take it off was … and her actually taking the bra off was a bigger surprise to herself.

She’d been so distracted at her partial undressing that at first she hadn’t registered what he’d said.

Hang on, Nearly?

“Adam … nearly? so you have something else I can wear with it? Like a body stocking? And talking of stockings .. Don’t you think I should cover my legs?”

And get some sports undies too, she thought, feeling a little exposed down below in just her small cotton briefs.

 

[a_libertine]

Adam looked a little confused, "Stockings? Why? You look amazing like this."

He walked around her once more conscious of his hard cock press against his shorts. He stopped at her side, "I think that the skirt may be a little tight, and the rise above your buttocks might be a little high. I think it should draped there a little."

He smiled at her and asked, "How high of a heel are you comfortable wearing? "

 

[AndreaSubbie]

“Heels? I dunno, maybe up to three inches, but two is more comfortable … but Adam?” and it was Mandy’s turn to look confused, “I thought you didn’t like to me wear anything remotely revealing, and yet this is … well, I don’t know what the word is?”

Mandy raised her hands to cover her breasts and looked down at her naked legs.

“Its like you want my body on display? … Just what kind of a show are we talking about here?” and she blushed. It was dawning on her just how different a grown-up magic show might be from a children’s one.

As she had said to herself so recently, she was there to distract the audience, and this dress would certainly attract attention! Maybe Adam did see more of the woman in her than the kid.

Looking down at her legs again, she stood up on her toes, as if she were in heels, and looked back up to Adam. Her hands widened the fronts of her dress as far as they would go and centred them over her nipples for maximum coverage, then fell to her sides.

“So when you say nearly perfect, you mean it just wants heels, and the sequins?”

 

[a_libertine]

Adam nodded, "Yeah, I think it will be perfect with heels and maybe a little plunge in the back, but that won't matter much I think."

He walked around her again and nodded. "You are beautiful, Amanda," he said softly. "I don't think anyone in the building would see me if I were standing next to you. Shit I might be able to streak and no one would see."

He turned and picked up his camera, "May I?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Um .. yes, I guess?" she replied a little uncertainly, rising again on her toes, hands loosely at her sides for the first photo, then moving her arms out to the sides, so he could see the fit of the front better.

"I suppose you need to see the fit to make any more adjustments, huh?" keeping her head facing forward, her face expressionless while her mind processed the changes in attitude required for grown-up audiences. And if he wanted more plunge in the back, her idea of sports undies wasn't going to work, they'd show and ruin the line of the dress. She'd have to do some homework on suitable underwear to keep her modesty.

 

[a_libertine]

Adam shook his head, "No. I want to use them for the advance billing." He lowered the camera and looked at her, "So please smile, show the world who you are so."

He raised the camera and half stepped to the side to take a photo of a 3/4 profile. "Turn your head toward me, and dazzle me."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"But I haven't done my hair!" she exclaimed, but then relaxed her face and smiled, turning her head like he asked, smiling her most brilliant stage smile.

She bent one knee, arms hanging at her side, the flicked her hair to loosen it up, then put her hands behind her head, elbows out, and finally a 'ta-da' pose pointing to her left, as if Adam had just done an amazing trick. Unfortunately the dress front gaped a little in that position, but she didn't notice.

"Did any of those turn out ok?" she asked, hoping he'd let her see them.

 

[a_libertine]

Adam noticed the dress gape open a little showing a broad section of her breast. No nipple showed, but still, her tit was amazing, he thought. He brought the camera over and stood shoulder to shoulder with her as he showed her the first half dozen shots, not showing the one of her breast.

That one was for him alone later.

He looked at them with her, commenting on one or two of them. "Did you want to do your hair, and then take some more shots?"

He facepalmed himself, "Do you want something to drink? My manners are atrocious."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Actually yes," she giggled at his 'facepalm', "I'd love a drink .. maybe something to relax me? I'm still getting used to the change up from children's to adult shows. I'll just go do my hair."

Mandy went back to the bathroom where she'd changed and studied herself in the mirror. The pictures had been ok, but they looked like amateur snaps; she hadn't been ready. The poses were fine, and his camera work, but she wasn't.

She touched up her make up, especially her eyes , brushed her hair and smartened it up, pulled the dress fronts squarely over her breasts and her plain yellow undies firmly up. Satisfied, she went back to the work room.