1 comments/ 21796 views/ 1 favorites Sheri By: Shenthus Part One of the Computerman Series I had seen her at seen her at the school my kids go to. She dropped off her daughter every day and picked her up at night. We had not had a chance to talk, just nod, until my daughter wanted hers to come home and play, this was primary school after all. After discussing it and exchanging details her daughter came home with us. Her name was Sheri and she lived about 5 minutes from me. When she came to pick up her daughter we sat down and had a coffee and chatted, giving the kids a bit longer to play. She asked me what I did and I told her I fix and sell computers. She said I should come and have a look at hers, since her husband left it has been playing up, so I gave her my card and told her I would be delighted to come over any time. I saw her at school each day after that and she always made a point of stopping and giving me a smile and saying hello. After about 5 days she asked me what I was doing this morning, I told her that nothing was planned and she asked if I had time to drop by and check out her pc. I was delighted. I got over there about 11:30 and rang the doorbell. She answered wearing a leotard and looking like she had just run a million miles. "Sorry I have been working out and lost track of time" she said. "That's ok if it is inopportune I can come back another time." I replied. "Not at all, you can look at the pc while I shower and change then I will make you a coffee" she stated. Sheri led me into her study where her pc was and showed me what was wrong. It was just the usual lost icons and some wrong settings that happen with home a PC and I worked on it for a while and as usual I lost track of time. Next thing I know she is there asking me if I was ready for the coffee. As I had just finished I followed her into the kitchen. Maybe I should tell you what she is like now. She is about 5' 6" tall with short black hair and deep brown eyes. I assumed she was Indian but Sheri later told me she was born in Fiji but her parents were from India. She had a great figure a nice tight arse, which was accentuated by the little skirt she was wearing now. She had great breasts but not big probably a large b cup. Overall she was a stunner. And had the nicest personality and smile ever. We sat in the kitchen and chatted, then I asked her about her workout. "I thought a figure like yours wouldn't be kept by sitting around eating chocolate." I said impulsively. I turned red when I realised what I had said, but she laughed anyway. "I used to be a size 16 dress you know but now I am a size 8," She laughed "it has taken a lot of work. After my husband left me for a newer model I got quite depressed, but then one day one of my girlfriends suggested I start to use the home gym the pig left here. I hired a personal trainer to get me going and started to read about training, now here I am." "Well it has paid dividends. That's what I need to do. I have a potbelly and my blood pressure is terrible but I never seem to find the time, or am not motivated enough,' I replied. "I should be as I would love to feel better, never mind looking better, but I just am not motivated." "You should find a partner to motivate you in training then, that or a really good reason to train hard. Come and look at my gym." Sheri showed me around her gym, it was quite good and she had most of the equipment that a commercial gym would have. I was impressed and told her so. She also had a pool out the back and from the hint of bathers I saw I figured after I had gone she would be swimming. I saw Sheri at school over the next week, then one day I got a phone call from her. "Hi Bill, how are you? It's Sheri." "Hi Sheri. I am well and you? Hows the training going?" "I am well but that's what I am ringing you about, got time to come over for 10 minutes and have a chat about training?" she inquired. "Sure, how about in half an hour?" "Ok see you then." Now I wonder what this is about I thought. My dick throbbed just thinking about Sheri and Mrs Palmer had been helping me with formulating dreams about her so I was hopeful but I knew it would be purely professional. Maybe she had found someone for me to train with, to motivate me as she put it. "Hi Bill, glad you came. I have been thinking about our chat the other day and I think I have found a solution for your laziness" when she said that we both laughed. "How would you like to come here and train with me? I have been waning and someone else here will get me going again and I can help you with a program and motivate you. It will be beneficial for both of us.". The thought of training with her was mind blowing but I wasn't sure I would be able to concentrate on the training. She had on a crop top and short shorts today and her legs were amazing. I could even see an outline of nipple as we talked. Look at her eyes, look at her eyes I kept reminding myself, nothing worse than a guy talking to a girls breasts. "But I don't want to inconvenience you at all Sheri" I told her " I appreciate the offer but it would put you out to much." "I won't take no for an answer, be here tomorrow at 10 in your training gear and I will have a program ready for you" she told me forcefully "and be ready to get fit." I was intrigued all day, couldn't think of anything else at all. It was enough to know this woman but working out with her will be interesting, even if I just get to perve at her it will be enjoyable. I was ready and on her doorstep at 9:55 the next day, she answered the door with a smile and beckoned me in. come to the Gym and we will talk. "I have a workout planned for you and I will help you initially and you can help me," She said professionally. I was already in my shorts and t-shirt and slipped my shoes and socks off. Sheri was wearing a t-shirt and shorts. She took me through the exercises slowly and then while I did mine she worked out. Her muscles were amazing and she was really supple. After finishing I went and had a shower then bid her farewell. After about two weeks of this we were sitting on the exercise bikes warming up when she surprised me. "You know before you started working out with me I usually wore a bit less than I do now." "Oh, what did you wear?" I was hopeful at this. "Oh a sports bra and a g-string, you know the sort they wear over a leotard." "Yes I know the type, I am sorry I have changed your routine" "It is ok really, but I was wondering if you would be upset or off put if I started to dress like that now? I get really hot when I am exercising and like to wear less." Is this right, is this gorgeous woman asking me if she can wear less around me? Wow I couldn't believe my luck. "Of course I wouldn't be worried about it, your house you can wear what you like." She smiled at me and sat up on the bike grabbed the hem of the t-shirt and pulled it off over her head. She had on a small black sports bra. It looked wonderful. I just put my head down and concentrated on pedalling, trying to make sure I don't make her feel too uncomfortable. She then got off the bike and pulled off the shorts she was wearing. She had a black g–string on under then that just merged with her skin and left her butt exposed. She hopped back on the bike and started pedalling. "That's better" she panted, "You know you should try it, much nicer." I sat up and pulled off my t-shirt and looked at her 'Sorry I don't have a g-string on today, never worn one." She gave a mock serious pout and said, "Oh too bad, I bet your butt is as nice as mine now." With that she sat up on the pedals and gave her butt a loud slap and laughed. Nothing much else happened that day except I had to keep concentrating and keep my mind off her arse, cause every time I looked at it I wanted to grab it and I started to get hard. I really didn't want to mess up this arrangement as I was feeling better every day and wanted to enjoy the view. Two days later I arrived for a workout and when I walked in there was a little parcel in her hand. She smiled at me and handed it to me. " "This is for you" she said, "hope you don't mind." I opened it and it was a mens black g-string. I was stunned, I just stood there not sure what to say to her. I looked art her and smiled, thanks was all I could think of. "I thought that as I was in one you could wear one too, what do you think?" "Well it is a good though but there is just one thing wrong with it." "Oh, and what's that" she enquired "Wearing that and you wearing what you will be I will certainly embarrass myself and I didn't want to do that." "Oh, that's funny, cause I was counting on it. You know where you can change." I put it on in the bathroom we used, and stepped out feeling a bit self-conscious. Sheri was on the bike ready for me. "Come on we are a bit later than usual" she called to me. We sat there pedalling and I relaxed, I always enjoyed wearing few clothes and quite often went without underwear in summer but this was a bit different. We went through our routines and was mostly controlled but one particular exercise she did got me quite hot and I was getting hard, I looked at her and she just smiled and looked straight at my cock. After our workout and before we had our shower we were standing in front of the full length mirror and she said "I sometimes stand here and pose pretending I am in the Miss Universe contest, it feels really good" "I would like to see that" and my cock agreed, getting a little harder. She smiled at me and went over and put some music on a bit louder, we always have music on when we workout. She went back in front of the mirror and stated to pose to the music, as she hit each pose I clapped her. After about 5 minutes she stopped and I told her how good she looked. "You look good yourself, big boy. Good to see I please you" she said looking at my hardon. It had popped its head out above the top of the underpants. She stepped back over to the mirror, reached behind her and undid her bra and threw it to the side. Then she put her hands in the band of her underpants and pulled them off and threw them with her bra. With that she started to pose again. She was completely bald and I could see she was aroused by the way her lips were a bit swollen. I am gonna fuck her good I thought. She started to do acrobatics, bending over backwards and touching the floor behind her, her breasts melted to her body with her nipples trying to escape. Her pussy was pushed forward and her mound accentuated. I moved over behind her so her eyes were at the same level as my cock and I started to play with her nipples. She took my cock and ran her tongue up and down it and then slowly sucked on it. I leant down and licked then sucked on a nipple, running my hands over her stomach and then her lips. She sucked on me for a bit then stood up. Turning around she kissed me deeply. "It had been months since I have had one of these to play with" She moaned stroking my cock "It had just been me and pinky and perky" "Pinky AND Perky?" I repeated "Yes dear, a girl has more than one spot to enjoy" This girl was amazing and I was not only gonna fuck her cunt but I was going to fill her tight arse too. We kissed deeply as I held her arse rubbing the hard muscle, she pressed into my hand then broke the kiss slowly licking her way down my body. She took my cock in her hand then kissed the head, then licked the drop of pre cum oozing out of the tip. She took the head in her mouth and started to work it into her mouth. "MMM nice big cock" she moaned looking into my eyes. She engulfed my cock working it right down her throat while she played with my balls. I run my fingers through her hair enjoying the wonderful blowjob I was getting. She slid a finger around and played with my arse as I spread my legs a little wider t allow her easy access. She ran her finger around my arse while she sucked me and I throbbed even harder. She looked up at me "Like your arse played with too do you?" I nodded. "Good cause your gonna fuck mine later" She led me off to her bedroom and lay back on the bed, we embraced then I slowly licked my way down to her breasts. I took a nipple in my mouth and sucked and liked it, and then I ran my teeth over it. She moaned, so I gently nipped it. My other hand was on her cunt, I opened her lips and slid my fingers down through her folds, finding her wetness and spreading it all over her bald lips. "Oh god yes, she cried out "Bite my nipple, finger my cunt, oh fuck." I bit her nipple a bit harder and she moaned deep, then I pulled it with my teeth while I slid two fingers deep inside her. I reluctantly left her nipple and licked my way down to her cunt. Her scent was strong as I slid my tongue right down the centre of her cunt, feeling her slickness. She lifted her hips up to my face as I ate her and worked my fingers deep inside her, feeling for that rough little spot that would send her over the edge. I felt a hand on my cock and moved over so my knees were either side of her head and my cock was hanging in her face, she took me straight down to the balls, making me throb even more. I pulled her cheeks apart and played with her arsehole. I felt her move a bit and she handed me a tube of lube and a toy, I slid the toy in her cunt and lubed up her arse with my fingers while I sucked her clit. She said hold on I want to be on top and rolled me over onto my back then slide her face straight back down on my cock. She opened her legs as wide as they could go and I pulled the toy out of her cunt and buried it in her arse. She really moaned then and as I licked her clit and worked the toy I could feel her building. I didn't have to wait long. She took my cock out of her mouth and yelled as she came her hips madly pumping on my fingers and the toy and rubbing over my face and tongue. She came buckets. When she calmed down she got off me and knelt, her arse in the air and opened, fuck me was all she said. I grabbed her hips and buried my cock deep in her tight little cunt. She was really tight and wet and hot and it felt so good I wanted to live there forever. She was moving under me and her finger was diddling her clit as I pumped her. The toy was still in her butt and I held her with one hand and turned the toy around with the other, then worked it in and out but I soon had to give that away. I was just too excited, I held her hips and pumped her on to my cock thrusting madly inside her. I felt my cum rising and growled that I was gonna cum. "Fill me with your hot cum, fuck my hot cunt with your big cock oh god your stretching me out. Fuck me please" she cried as I fucked her. I held her hard, the crisis cumming closer I closed my eyes and pumped harder, the cum boiled up through my dick. I was only dick and could see with it, the world could end and I wouldn't care. I spewed my load deep inside her, mad panting spurts burning right through me. My whole body as exploding through my dick and I didn't care, Sheri was yelling as the burning liquid sprayed her insides. Afterwards we lay in each other arms asleep. I was dreaming of her on her knees and me filling her arse, ahh well maybe when I wake up. Sheri and Carmen Meet Accidentally I was on a business trip to Pittsburgh. Grad school was in the rear view mirror. With it came another promotion, more money, and more travel. I particularly didn't care for the travel part. It meant time away from Julia, who, God knows, is busy enough with her own work. C.F.O. It still brought a smile to my face when I thought of my wife and her job. Three glorious years -- that's how long we've been married. The early morning flight had been uneventful, the hotel first rate: The Omni William Penn. I was traveling enough now that I had a car take me to the hotel and wait while I checked in very early. The bags would be taken upstairs ... no problem Ms. Williams. Oopsie! My gaydar went off. She, Carmen, the tag said, is very young and very lovely. Hmm ... the bangs tried, in vain, to cover her gorgeous blue eyes. A very pale, perfect complexion with well applied makeup that complemented her features wonderfully. The hotel uniform did as well and that was amazing, as were her features. I wondered if she'd had it tailored. Her eyes never left mine as she spoke. Full lips, painted a coral red, seemed to smile even when the words spoken didn't necessarily warrant it. Pity I had to leave but I'd be back. I'd find a way to make an excuse to miss lunch. The ride to my meeting should have been filled with thoughts of what lay ahead. She is lovely. The reason for the meeting was that one of the new programs we'd put together set off, as it was designed to do, early warning notices that metrics were skewed. I was tasked to find out why. There were certain things that I knew to look for. I'd spoken to and emailed the team leader to be sure everyone would be available for the meeting. It's kind of funny. Julia says I have a 'tone.' The reason it's funny is she has one as well. It's interesting to watch people react when someone as young as I am uses it in meetings. It's really quite wonderful. I can dazzle with my smile while I command with my eyes and tone. The meeting went very well -- for me. When we went through the numbers, it was rather easy to identify the cause. A supplier wasn't meeting deadlines promised and that, in the "just in time" business world, was enough of a monkey wrench to cause problems. Yes, they knew about it. Yes, they had already begun to search for a replacement. Emails promised fixes; not good enough. Visits had been made. Face to face is often more effective; not good enough. I won't bore you with the rest. It would be fixed. I begged out of lunch under the guise of giving them time to put together a more substantive report for me to take back to corporate. Yes, 1:30 sounds fine. See you all then. In the cab, I plotted. Ah ha! I dashed off a note that would act as my request while I used it as 'cover' for a question I had. This might work if my gaydar was right. Good ... she was there. I smiled brightly and said, "Hi Carmen; I have a question for you." I slid the page so she could read it. "Can you tell me where this store is?" She looked at the paper; her eyes got wide. It looked like she was reading it a second time. The smile started as she read, grew as she started writing, and was brilliant as she turned the page around for me to read. "Yes Ms. Williams, it's just four blocks down the street. 947 Penn." I looked at what she'd written. It was what the name of a restaurant and a couple of other little details. I jotted the address, nodded, wrote something else, and turned the paper around so she could read it. She glanced at the paper. Her dark black hair was cut so that when she leaned her head forward to write it fell easily over her face. Breathtaking! She smiled up at me. I gazed into her gorgeous ice blue eyes and said, "That's so convenient. I'll be sure to stop after my meeting but before I go out to dinner tonight. Thanks for your help. I'm going to my room to freshen up and grab something for lunch." I winked; she smiled and said, "Have a great afternoon Ms. Williams." She had lunch break in five minutes. She'd meet me in my room. She'd also written her cell number. She's what I hoped to grab for lunch. I did need to freshen up. I hurried to the washroom, slipped my panties off and cleaned up quickly. That alone nearly sent me over the edge. I debated about giving myself a quick spend. Yes, I knew she'd know if I did -- umm, yeah, that tipped it in. I sat on the toilet, thought about those eyes, and, good lord, three fingers thrust deep into the heated moisture and a thumb on the pulsing pearl sent me over the edge, complete with glorious heat and pulsing, shivering, pounding pleasure. Oh lord it was wonderful! I would make sure to leave the bathroom door open. I washed my hands and splashed cold water on my face. As I patted my face dry I looked in the mirror. I was fabulously flushed and my eyes had that soft, sultry look! I smiled. Before I had a chance to get a fresh pair of panties, the knock came. Why not? I dried my hands, fluffed my blonde hair, smoothed the dress, and kicked off my shoes just before I opened the door. I smiled brightly; Carmen came in. "I only have a few min ...," she stopped as she took in my face and eyes. She gave me a quick once over. She broke into a huge grin; I returned it. "Did you really?" So cute; she blushed as she said it. I nodded, took a step forward and, just like that, kissed her. She melted in my arms. She was flushed when I broke the kiss and said, "Oh my!!" Trying to control my nerves, I said, "I'm only here for a day, Carmen. Well, I have a meeting in the morning and a late afternoon flight. I'll be checking out in the morning. Is dinner tonight, and maybe more, okay with you?" The smile got brighter. "I'm off tomorrow. Who knows; maybe you might have a bit of time after your meeting." The scamp continued, "I could be persuaded." I took her in my arms and kissed her. My tongue worked feverishly, driving into her mouth, as my fingers slipped into the uniform slacks, inside her panties, and into her wetness. She shivered deliciously. I gave a few quick thrusts; she groaned into the kiss. I pulled away, took my fingers from her and brought them to my lips. Her eyes got wide as I sniffed, smiled, and sucked them into my mouth. My sultry self said, "Does that count as persuasion, Carmen?" She giggled, "Call me persuaded, Ms. Williams." I couldn't help myself, "Persuaded, I'm Sheri and I'll see you for dinner at 7 pm. Dessert will be afterward." She nodded, blushed, and giggled. "I'll call the restaurant and request a table for us. The reservation will be in my name. Are you sure you don't have any? Reservations, that is?" She smiled slyly, stepped in, took my face in her hands, and kissed me softly. "None," she breathed into the kiss. She winked as she opened the door, peeked each way down the hall, and waved goodbye. I washed my face, re-applied what little makeup I wore, put on a fresh pair of panties, and floated through the rest of my day. It was a beautiful afternoon in the Steel City so I had the cab drop me at the restaurant. Sonoma Grill. I wandered in, made the reservation and the request, and walked the four blocks back to the hotel. As I walked I smiled. I pulled out my cell and called my honey. She was busy; you'd have to know her to tell. It was in the thin, if soft, tone of her voice. I gave my boss a quick update on my meetings and I gave my wife a quick briefing on my plans. There was a long pause. Yes, I had debated about it all. That's why I was telling Julia now. If there was any kind of push back? Well, I did have Carmen's cell number. "This is a first for us isn't it Ma'am?" The tone was even. Hmm. "Yes babe and that's why I'm calling. I need you to be completely honest with me. I won't if you don't want me to. I hope to god you know that." I already did and I knew she needed to hear it. I, intentionally, did not use her submissive nickname. I could see her running it through her head. "You owe me one helluva night lady. I want chapter and verse; every last little detail. I love you wifey! Have a fab night." She blew me a kiss. My eyes watered. My voice was thick as I choked out, "I love you too Julia." We hung up. I sighed. I walked into the hotel and glanced behind the desk. Nope. In the elevator, I had a wild hair -- might she be waiting in my room? I walked down the hall, opened the door. Nope. I kicked off my shoes, poured myself a wine from the fridge, and sat. This was completely crazy. While in college I had "ruled" my sorority. Hmm, now that I think of it, Carmen reminds me of a girl a few years older than me from the sorority. What was her name? My fingers drummed the table. Ahh! Simone! Yup, that was her. The resemblance was remarkable. I was her freshman. That didn't last long. She was very submissive. Yum. I could only hope! That part of my life was over since our marriage. I had been seduced and introduced to lesbian loving in high school by a friend of my mother's just after I'd turned 18. It was during that time that my dominant tendencies first came to the fore. But this? A one night stand? And me, blissfully married? A distant galaxy not yet found by the Hubble telescope. I saw Julia in my mind, shaking her head, making a squishy 'mad' face. "If you're gonna do it, enjoy it honey." Hmm, Carmen is a real beauty!! No doubt about that ... and hot!! I remembered those blue eyes, the little dimple when she smiled, those full, soft, red lips, and the cute way those bangs hung over her forehead ... Woo hoo! I had, umm, a wonderful shower, dressed as seductively as my wardrobe allowed, took one last look in the mirror and headed out. The hostess seated me. I let her know there was a guest coming. I giggled a little as she walked away. Blonde, young, and very cute. I ordered a Stoli straight up from the server. I used the ice from the water to chill it. I was in the middle of my second sip when I saw Carmen wander in. She was stunning in black silk slacks and a white long sleeve blouse. Both left little doubt about the wonders that lay beneath. My heart was a trip hammer and every nerve was on high alert as I stood and kissed her. We were in a corner booth. The bold little thing sat very close to me. I was glad. She ordered a chardonnay, a good one. I made a snap decision and said, "Carmen, I let my wife know of my plans tonight. I just thought you should know." She stiffened, sat very still for maybe a minute, and said, softly, "You're married?" "Yup; we have been for three glorious years." "You do this often?" Her lower lip trembled. Uh oh. "No!" I said in a firm voice. "No, she is the love of my life, Carmen. That's why I called and told her." "I don't understand Sheri. Maybe I should go." She moved away. I took her hand. This was it: red light, green light. "If you are able, I would ask that you consider this: Me asking you out to dinner is because you are so damned gorgeous and I was smitten. That may sound like a line, or lame, but it's the truth. If you choose to get up and leave I will understand. You are certainly welcome to stay for dinner even if you don't wish to do anything more." Lay it on the line; the chips will fall where they will. I added a squeeze of her hand when I finished. She knocked back half the glass of wine as she thought. I saw the resolution in her eyes before she spoke. "Okay." She nodded and continued, "I guess I'm okay with it. You were honest, Sheri, with your wife and with me. Gotta give you props for that. What's her name?" "Julia." She nodded. I smiled and continued, "So Carmen, tell me about you, beyond the fact that you're young, gorgeous, and very, very sexy." That with my best 100 watt smile (Julia's words) "I was born and raised in this area. I went to college in Chicago and stayed. I found a job. It was okay; not great money, but it was a job. I dated. Boys, men, whatever, but nothing stuck, ya know. It was okay. Then one day, my boss, Michelle, invited me out to dinner. It was after she'd given me another, extra task. I was close to completing it by the deadline but I had to work late. She stopped at my desk and chatted. She invited me to dinner." She looked at me. "I had done some writing; my minor, in college, was English. She made some chatter about a friend who had written something and she was editing it. She asked if I could help. At dinner she showed it to me. I ... um ..." She blushed. "I had a few girls come on to me in college but I never did anything." I smiled. You know the saying: "If I had a dollar for every ..." She continued, "She showed me a single page of dialogue. It was so graphic, so obviously two women. I ... I didn't know what to do or say. She kissed me ... out of the blue." Her eyes darted to mine. "I was so surprised and I kind of liked it. It was as if all of those things I'd every dreamed of, on and off since college, came flooding back with that one kiss. I think I surprised Michelle. I kissed her back. I mean, I kissed her!!" She giggled. I was nodding and smiling. The server came and took our order, staring at Carmen as he did. In your DREAMS!! These are your two chances: Slim and his idjit brother none!! I took a sip of wine, smiled and said, "Please Carmen, go ahead." "She ... I asked if she would teach me. Her eyes showed her surprise. We walked to her place; she did." Her eyes looked straight into mine. Warm, vivid, very blue. Gawd! I was so wet! "She was so gentle, Sheri. She made me feel like a queen. I'd never felt so alive ... so wonderful. She wouldn't stop either! She kept after me ... pleasuring me. I finally begged her to stop. I was embarrassed the next morning. She had given so much and I had fallen asleep. I was so happy she was there and so embarrassed. We ... umm, I stayed the whole night and next day." Oh my, how sweet!! What a wonderful first time for such a sweet, lovely young woman. "And?" A deep sigh, a sip of wine, and she continued, "Well, we saw each other for several months. I was with her at her place and my cell rang. It was my Mom. Daddy had had a heart attack." Her eyes filled. The poor thing. "He's okay now. But I had to go home. Michelle never once complained. We drifted apart. My family needed me, I moved home, we talked on the phone, but ..." she shrugged. Her eyes had drifted down as she talked. It was obvious that the memory of her time with Michelle was still very special. The food came. I found the restaurant online earlier and looked at the menu. It was every bit as fabulous as the reviews promised. Carmen had the grilled scampi -- white wine, lemon and garlic over pappardelle pasta. I had pan seared salmon with lentilles du Puy -- I had to look it up too! A wonderful Kendall Jackson Chardonnay was a perfect complement. The chat, as we ate, was delightful. So was my companion. "Carmen, you are so lucky. You had your first experience with someone who was so gentle and giving. How delightful. If it's not prying - are you with someone now, honey?" She shook her head and frowned. "There was someone; it ended several months ago." She stared at her plate. I made up my mind right then. I would do my meeting in the morning and spent whatever time was left with Carmen. If she wanted to spend the night in my room I was okay with that. Julia's eyes smiled as she nodded. Yes, dear; you will have your night as well!! Carmen looked me shyly and murmured, "So, umm, Sheri, would you mind sharing some of your story?" So cute! "Of course, darling, afterwards." She stared, blushed, and grinned. I leaned in and whispered in her ear, "I'm ready for my dessert ... if my dessert is ready!" She nodded. Yum! Dimples dimpled, blue eyes glittered, and cheeks blushed deliciously. "Check please!" We walked the few blocks, hand in hand, back to the hotel. As we entered the lobby, she was on my left side. My body was turned slightly so her face was hidden, as well as possible, from curious eyes at the front desk. Thankfully, the elevator and corridor were empty. I slid in the key, opened the door, and locked it behind us. I looked in her soft eyes. Yes, she would let me lead. I did. I unbuttoned her blouse as we kissed. After it was gone, I slid the zipper of her skirt down and nudged it over her hips. I shrugged out of my dress. Each of us had kicked off our shoes. As we kissed I led her to the turned down bed. I opened the little chocolate and let it dangle in my teeth. I offered her half in the kiss as I turned back to her. She giggled as she took it; she'd removed her bra. I smiled inside. She slithered on her back to the middle of the king size bed. How precious. I drank her in with my eyes. My lord she's just gorgeous! I saw the flush spread past her neck!! Her blue eyes were bright, hot, and dusky. Her full lips were parted as she breathed her need in, out, in. I swear she did this: under the intensity of my gaze, she actually arched her back off the bed. Wow!! I set to the slim, lovely task that waited for my taking. Neither of us had been gifted with the bountiful beauties that my Julia has but she was glorious!! I loved the taut peaks ... teasing, taking, bathing, nipping. As I did, my nails tortured her sex through the silk. I swished my blonde hair over her trembling flesh ... breasts, tummy, hips. I fluttered my eyelashes. I nipped, licked, and teased each and every thing covered and uncovered. I pinched a nipple; I nipped at an earlobe. I let my fingers slip, lightly, in the sodden wetness of her panties. Her hips begged -- no honey, not yet. Her hands tried to ... nope. I kissed her nose and whispered, "Be still wench!" I drove my tongue where my hot breath had been -- she cried out. Those full red lips were dry now ... her eyes clenched tight. The black hair flew back and forth side to side. Uh huh, it's time. I whispered in her ear, "Are you ready for your taking pet?" She stiffened for a second. Good. She nodded. "I can't hear your nod Carmen! Speak your acceptance to me!" Her voice trembled with need, "Please fuck me, please! Whatever, however, as often as you please ... please!!" Tower has given clearance for takeoff!! Countdown had begun. I tore the silk from her hips. She cried out. Passion? Confusion? Whatever. My prize was bare, beautiful and moist. I took it completely. Oh my yes. My hot breath unlocked her safe. Carmen spread her legs wide for me, knees high. I smiled. Greedy bitch that I am I took as much as I could, as quickly as possible. Fingers found their target; my lips took their pulsing prisoner hostage. Carmen's screams of delight were my reward. The first explosion lifted her from the mattress. Thank goodness for the strength training I had. I needed every bit of it. Her tummy was taut, her fingers pulled at her peaks, my tongue and fingers wreaked glorious havoc. I let the first of her cums destroy her and drove her relentlessly through the rest, one, another, and yet another. Carmen's pale skin, at first, blended with the soft, white cotton sheets. My mouth and fingers changed partners allowing me to drink from her sweet, scented fountain. As her pleasure increased, the crimson flush of her trembling flesh contrasted splendidly with the soaked sheets. My beauty cried, begged -- I gave her another. She screamed for me to stop ... and cried in glorious pleasure as it ripped through her again. My hair was laced in her fingers, demanding that I not stop even as she screamed for me to. That last was when I just sensed she'd had her fill. I was several inches taller. I covered her frame rather completely. What little energy she had was spent with her arms and legs holding me close. I kissed my beauty. Her lips were so dry. My poor, gorgeous darling. I smiled and lay my face in her dew covered neck. Her black hair lay in a tangled mess on the pillow. What had been pale was flushed. I watched her in repose and felt her slip into soft, warm sleep. I smiled, pulled the covers over us, said goodnight to my Julia, kissed Carmen's shoulder, and joined her. Sheri and Carmen Meet Accidentally Carmen jerked awake and eeked. I laughed. The bright morning sun shone through windows I had forgotten to cover with drapes. Oh well! I lifted my head, looked into her eyes, and kissed her. "Good morning sunshine." Deer in the headlights looked back at me. "Thank you Carmen. I completely enjoyed you last night." Oopsie. Her eyes filled. In an impossibly soft voice, she said "Sheri, you gave and gave and gave and I gave you nothing again, god dammit!" I snuck a glance at the clock. I made every effort to keep my voice light, saying, "Feel free to even up whatever scorecard you're keeping sweetie. I'm completely okay with last night and also with whatever you choose to give this morning. We'll call this an appetizer for our 'after meeting meeting!'" Carmen giggled deliciously. I knew, I just knew, that it wasn't in her makeup to take the lead. I gave Carmen the reins anyway and she took them -- and me. As I enjoyed her loving, I knew that whoever Michelle was, her introduction was what and how Carmen needed it to be. She is every bit the submissive that my Julia is. She is older; Carmen is much closer in age to me. No matter though; I gave myself over to whatever and however she could and would give. I was NOT disappointed. In the few moments of clarity I remembered her words about the following morning with Michelle and the rest of the day. Had her Michelle had been gifted with what I was? Oh my, she was fabulous. I cried out my need and pleasure. She made me beg for what I needed with her tongue. Fuck me all to hell, I did beg. Oh my yes - and often. Every time I teetered at the peak, Carmen, my glorious, blue eyed devil of a lover, slowed the pace of her lips, tongue and fingers. Whoever had taught her of need, want, and desperation ... she'd earned an advanced degree. I was her helpless, writhing, moaning pupil. The lights behind my eyes, the pulsing heat at my core, the throbbing, clenching, gushing ... she destroyed me wonderfully and completely. Somehow she managed to draw one more spend from me in the shower. I giggled about it in the cab. I was late for my meeting. When it was over, after the goodbyes, I rushed to Carmen for my "after school lesson." We were spectacular! There was the desperation that sprung from knowing it was our last time together. I drove us both to give and receive; each, gloriously. There were tears, kisses, sighs, all of it, from each of us. We showered again, after; yes, there was still more pleasure, amazingly. The end was near; we dressed in silence. In our last kisses I wished her well. Carmen smiled as she told me to be sure to enjoy the telling. My cell buzzed; the car was waiting. I kissed her one last time, looked into the wet blues, lifted my hand to a pale cheek, and left. I cried and smiled the whole way to the airport. I smiled as I sipped my wine on the flight home. We never did talk about me! The weekend with my Julia was spectacular. She loved the telling of it, every last detail. Julia and I thank you, Carmen, and wish you all the best!! Muah! * Author's Note: This story is fiction. After I wrote "Seducing Carmen Completely" several wrote and asked if I would write more about Carmen. It took me some time to get to it. I wondered how I might write about her. Julia and Sheri came to mind. Sheri and Carmen are about the same age. Anyway, it's rather short but that's by design. By no means does this story imply that I personally condone infidelity in a marriage. But literary license gives me a bit of freedom to express my thoughts in a story. As always, my thanks for reading, for voting, and for your comments. All are most appreciated. Sheri and Daddy Sheri came through the door like a prisoner just freed after 12 long years of serving time for a crime she didn't commit. All she'd done was be born to a mother that thought an all girls school was the answer to easy parenting. No boys; no problems! She stopped in the middle of the kitchen floor and dropped all her notebooks and paper work onto the floor. Everything broke open, spreading out like snow falling. Looking down she saw the ugly brown oxford shoes she'd worn every year for twelve long years. She toed one off and swung her leg up. The shoe flew through the air, leaving the kitchen and skidding across the polished wood floor of the dinning room. Sheri giggle, toeing the other shoe off and doing the same kick. When stopped against the dinning room wall she yelled, "Yahoo!" and stuck her tongue out at the shoe. Next was the pleated plaid skirt that came exactly to the middle of her knee. She was picking up energy as she went and ripped at the waist band till the button pulled loose. Waving the skirt above her head in a circle gathering speed she let out a wild "yippee" and flung it off to follow her shoes. The skirt hit the kitchen cupboard that separated the kitchen and dinning room, falling limply on the counter top. "Phew, you damn thing!" Next it was the white cotton shirt with the blue grosgrain bow at the neck. She started to unbutton the blouse, and then smiled a wicked grin. She grabbed the shirt tales and ripping them apart the buttons flew in all directions as thread gave up its grip on the material. Buttons bounced off appliances, counter top and cabinets. One lonely button rolled across the dinning room floor. "You go you little devil, join those ugly ass shoes!" When she looked down she saw the most humiliating part of the whole ugly ensemble, the creepy white knee high socks. Raising one leg she pulled the sock off, and in the same manner as riding herself of the skirt she raised it over her head twirling in a circle. "Yippee ki-yay", she yelled. "Go join the fucking shoes". She let loose of the sock. Of course it had no weight and barely made it past the breakfast bar. "Fuck." She pulled the second sock off and swung it around harder, faster and with more vicious intent. Letting go she leaned forward, as if that would make it fly further. "Crap!" It stopped far short of the shoes, but went past its lovely mate. Now looking at herself she had only bra and panties on. While they weren't part of the official uniform of the Saint Mary Theresa girls they may as well go too. She was relieving stress and this was kind of fun. Off came the bra, it flew a little better than the socks. Underwire gave it a little weight. The panties she balled up into as tight a ball as she could, then threw it like she was pitching baseball. Pathetic! It landed short of all the other articles of clothing. With nothing left to throw she tilted her head back; raising fisted hands into the air and let go with a primal scream, "Fuck you Saint Mary Theresa. I am free!" "What on God's green earth is going on here?" Sheri's dad came running into the kitchen one towel around his waste and another in his hand. His hair was dripping water from the shower. While Hank was somewhat aware of the fact that his daughter stood bare ass naked in front of him, he was reeling from the yelling he'd heard all the way upstairs and at the other end of the house. Hank looked at her, then at all the clothes strewn around the room, waiting for an answer. He seemed not to be paying much attention to the fact that those clothes should be on his daughters' body, not on the floor. Sheri stood frozen in place. Her dad was never home before six o'clock and this was only three thirty. One arm went over her breasts, the other hand shot down to her mound trying to cover it. When she made those moves seemed to be when Hank realized she was naked and he was barely covered. Now he was frozen in place. Sheri nodded twice at him. His brow knitted in question. "The towel Dad, the towel!" "Oh, ah, yeah." He looked at the towel like he'd never seen it before or had any idea it was in his hand. He lobbed it at her but it fell short, landing on the floor in front of her. Sheri stood looking at it, unable or unwilling to bend over to pick it up. They both moved at once, her head hit his shoulder and his face hit her tit. Hank gasped, which only opened his mouth over her nipple almost sucking it in. Both of them made some yelping type of noise; Hank spinning around to get his back to her. Sheri picked up the towel, wrapping it around her. She had a death grip on the towel to where her knuckled began to turn white. "Okay?" "Yeah." Hank turned slowly, he didn't want to see her naked again. Her body was etched in his brain already, apparently that was a male subconscious thing that simply happens when a naked girl appears out of nowhere. "Well, back to my question." Hand waved an arm around the room. "What the flying crap is this?" Sheri swallowed, not an easy task since her mouth felt like it was full of cotton. "I was....um...celebrating being done with Saint....ah....school. And, by the way its flying clothes not crap...or maybe you had it right in the first place." She actually laughed. Hank grinned. "I doubt anyone's ever celebrated in quite this manner before." Tears welled up in her eyes. "Daddy, you know how I hated the all girl thing. I'm gonna be 19 in three months and I've never had a date." "Oh, I thought it was the clothes that were bothering you." "That's not funny." She raised a hand from the iron grip she had on the towel to brush a tear that had sneaked out and was sliding down her check. Hank stepped forward, pulling her into his arms. "Baby I know it's been awful. Your mother was so determined. I tried to talk her into letting you go to public school ever since ninth grade, but she wouldn't listen. She thought since you'd been held back that one year when you were sick you'd get teased and it would be......" He pulled back and looked her in the eye. She knew all this; it was stupid to go through it again. Sheri dropped her head onto his shoulder and sighed. Hank kissed her cheek. "Well, it's over. You have skip day tomorrow and you can wear a bikini if you want to." She started laughing and threw her arms around his neck. "I love you Daddy. Thank you for always being there for me." When she stepped back from him the towel fell to the floor. Hank looked down at the towel and tried to will himself to pick it up, but he couldn't seem to move. Sheri didn't move to get it; instead she reached out and pulled the towel from Hanks waist. Now they were both naked as jay birds. They stood for what seemed like forever before she took his hands and placed them on her tits. "Do you like them Daddy, are they pretty?" Now Hank tried to swallow and about choked doing it. "They're amazing sweetie." His voice went to a whisper, "Firm and round and warm and so silky." His finger tips were running over them, tracing the areolas, then the nipples. "Are they big enough? Maybe they will get bigger?" Sheri had goose bumps all over her body. She could feel her nipples harden. "Oh baby, no. They're perfect. You don't want them so big they don't look real." He smiled at her, "Besides, more than a hand full is a waste." Sheri's lips turned up in a smirk. "Good thing you have big hands and long fingers." His eyes flew up to her face. When he saw that smile he laughed. "Pretty proud of these babies aren't you?" He began to really caress them. "I see the other girls in the locker room and I am the second biggest in my class." Sheri sucked in air as her daddy continued to work her tits. Hank was on auto pilot; he leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth, ran his tongue around the areola then flicked the nipple with a hardened tongue. "AH! GOD, Daddy!" Sheri pushed her chest forward into him. "Did you know I was home?" He looked her in the eye wanting to judge if she was going to lie to him. He wanted to know if this was a set up. "No! Really I didn't." Sheri's head was spinning. Hank nodded. He moved his head down and took the other tit into his mouth giving it the same treatment as the first one had gotten. "Oh Daddy, God that feels so good; sooooooooo good." Her feet were doing a little dance. He stood up, pulling her into his arms, pressing her tits against his bare chest. Now his mouth was kissing her neck and ears. "You are so beautiful. I love you so much." He kissed her with open mouth, using his tongue to probe between her lips. She opened her mouth and groaned. Hank's erection pressed against her naked mound. She moved her hips, grinding into him. "Daddy. Oh, Daddy. Do it, do me. I've never felt a man. I want you to take me, to be my very first." Hank was so hard it ached. In the past four years he and Mary Beth had fucked only on birthdays and their anniversary. Jerking off in the shower wasn't what a married man was supposed to be doing. "Are you sure baby, cause I'm about to explode here." "Yes Daddy. I've wanted you for so long. Fuck me Daddy, please?" Hank lifted her into his arms and carried her to the living room setting her down on the sofa. Her face was level with his engorged cock. He stood with his hips pushed forward letting her feel his throbbing cock. He rested his hands on her shoulders as she explored him. She opened her legs wide smiling at him. "Lay down baby." He had snagged the towel when he picked her up and now put it told her to raise her ass so he could slide it under her. "When I go in it'll break your cherry. There'll be a little bleeding and you'll feel a sting. If you want me to stop just say so." He looked at her face, she looked a little scared. "You're sure?" "Yes." She lay there putting one leg up on the back of the sofa and the other leg rose up and stretched out to open her cunt for her Daddy to enter. Hank kneeled on the sofa between her legs, "Pull your pussy open for me honey. It'll show me you really want this." She reached down and with all of her fingers and pulled the wet pink pussy lips wide. "Ah, God this is so fucking wonderful. Your pussy is beautiful. Thank you for letting me be your first." "I love you Daddy." Hank grabbed his cock, running it up and down her slit, his pre cum and her come fuck me juices made it slick and ready. He stopped at her hole, pressing his cockhead forward entering only the head. She gasped and said, "Oh Daddy, yes. Yes, fuck it." He pushed more cock into her and she moaned, raising her hips. Damn the girl was eager. When he felt her maidenhead he stopped, looking up at her. "This is it baby, Daddy's gonna break you. Take your virginity and fuck you. This is your last chance to stop this." "Never Daddy, I want your cock in me, all the way to your balls." "Ram it or steady pressure till it gives?" Hank felt like his dick was going to explode. "Ram it Daddy. Oh yeah, ram me!" He didn't wait a second; he rammed his hard pecker into her virgin cunt. "ARGH! Fuck, shit!" Sheri grunted as she felt her cunt fill with hard cock. Hank was panting; Sheri had her fingers dug into his ass so hard he knew he'd be black and blue. "I'll hold still until your pussy gets used to being full. Tell me when you want me to start to move, to fuck you." His voice went to a whisper, "Oh my God, I'm fucking my daughter." Hank was delirious. Sheri's breathing softened and her fingers let up their death grip on his ass. "Okay Daddy, go ahead and start fucking me." No waiting this time either. He began moving in and out slowly, enjoying the feeling of the tightest cunt he'd ever entered. He kissed her, mauling her tits pinching hard raised nipples. He began picking up the speed and power of the fuck. She was grunting under him, slapping his ass and keeping her legs spread wide and up in the air. Hank broke a kiss, "It feel good baby? You like getting fucked?" "Yes, oh Daddy, yes. Your cock is so hard! It feels like there's a ridge on it, rubbing my pussy tunnel making me want more and more." "You are one hot cunt. Damn, this has been right down the hall from me and I could have been fucking you for almost a year. We aren't gonna let a day go by without a good solid fuck now." "Thank you Daddy. OH! OH!" Sheri's hips were pumping up and down now, matching Hank's thrusts. "FUCK DADDY!" Hank buried his face in her neck, he couldn't hold back anymore, his balls were throbbing and pulling up into him. They came together, grunting and yelling. "You promise more tomorrow Daddy?" "You'll get more tonight baby, but yes, tomorrow too." Sheri smiled, so thankful she'd stripped when she came home.