Sherri's visits and sexuality served to raise too many questions in my mind. After she left I kept chasing one question after another into one cul-de-sac after another. I didn't sleep particularly well and the next morning I identified the main problem not as Sherri's behavior, but as my own. I was fooling with a good friend's wife and that was not something I relished. I knew, however, that I would keep my 4:00 p.m. appointment with Sherri, but that had to be the end of it. Whatever Sherri's and Bill's problems were, I wasn't helping to solve them.
All the next day I was semi-hard. Sherri was exciting and contradictory. She was both shy and bold about her sexual needs. She was ashamed and eager at one and the same time. The day dragged on and finally, at 3:30 p.m., I departed and walked home briskly to be there at 4:00 p.m. I waked into my apartment a few minutes before 4:00 p.m. and the phone rang a few minutes later. It was Sherri checking to see if I was there. She said she would be there in a few minutes and she arrived some ten minutes later.
I answered her knock and she came wordlessly into the apartment. As always, she was dressed conservatively and expensively in a suit. But, again, no hose or pantyhose were evident today. I asked if she wanted to talk or retire to the bedroom for love-making and she stood still, blinking at me. I took her hand and walked her into the bedroom and turned to kiss her. Once again she melted into my arms and kissed me with surprising passion.
First I removed her suit jacket and hung it on the back of a chair. I turned to unbutton her blouse and as I did so it was apparent that she was braless. I removed her blouse and hung it and turned back to her and ran my finger lightly around her left nipple, taking care not to touch her nipple. Even this gentle touch stiffened her body and caused her to inhale sharply. Her nipple began to stiffen so I switched to her right tit and caressed the bottom of it and bent towards her and put out my tongue. She thrust her tit into my tongue and I sucked her. She inhaled sharply again and her head tilted back and her eyes closed. Her hand came forward to grasp my cock still inside my pants. I released her tit and kissed her.
She squeezed my cock fiercely and returned my kiss hard. I asked her, "What do you want today?" As usual, she said nothing as she waited for me to discern her need. I asked again, "What do you want today?" She tugged my cock, still saying nothing. I said, "Sherri, say it." She paused a long time and finally whispered, "I want your cock." I said, "Ok, then take it out." She undid my belt, unsnapped my waistband, and pulled down my zipper. and then slid down my pants and shorts. She moaned something and grasped my cock and looked at me.
I massaged her nipples as I asked, "Where do you want my cock?" Squirming she said, "You know." I responded softly, "No, I'm tired of guessing what you want. Tell me." I twisted her nipples as I said that and she moaned. She leaned up to me and whispered, "In my cunt."