(Author's note: If you haven't read the previous chapters of "Frank & Cheryl" you might want to, just to know the background on this couple and how they arrived at this point in their building relationship. To understand the storyline in this piece, you'll need to have read Cheryl's Gangbang -- The Setup and the first part of Her Thanks. This part picks up right where Cheryl's Gangbang 2 -- Her Thanks 1 left off.
Physical descriptions: Frank is a divorced 35 year old, 5'-11" tall, 185 pounds and fit; brown crew cut hair, clean shaven, brown eyes. Cheryl is a never married 32 year old, 5'-01" tall, 110 pounds and very small framed. A-cup close-to-but-not-quite- B-cup chest with highly sensitive nipples. Dirty blond hair that she keeps cut short. They are both into fitness, so Cheryl's body, while petite, is curved and firm.)
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I woke up to someone knocking on the door. Ever have one of those moments where you wake up and your first thought is to realize that you fell asleep when you hadn't expected to? That's where I was in my head. I was still naked, on top of the covers on the bed and had slept quite well after my morning spent sexually playing with Cheryl and Laura. I gazed at the clock and realized it was after lunch time which explained why my stomach was growling. Then the knock came at the door again.
Getting out of bed I grabbed my robe and slipped it on, tying it loosely around my waist as I went to the door. My brain was still foggy or I'd have looked through the peephole before opening it, but instead I just unlocked it and opened it to see who was there. I didn't expect the site that greeted me. Two women were standing at the door: one was a medium sized black girl and the other a similarly sized very pale skinned redhead. "Can I help you?" I asked.
"I'm Jaz," said the black girl, sticking out her hand by way of greeting. I shook it without enthusiasm as I was thinking that these two were trying to sell something; something I didn't want. The black girl continued. "This is Lisa," she said, using her head to point at the pale redhead. She released my hand and took a half-step toward me. "Cheryl gave us the address and sent us to come spend the afternoon with you."
My brain was still foggy with sleep. As it slowly cleared and my memories of the day filled in the waking spots, I realized these two sexy looking women must be more 'thanks' from my lover, Cheryl. They were certainly attractive enough and they obviously weren't trying to sell me anything. I stepped back and opened the door farther, even as I extended my hand over to Lisa and said, "Nice to meet you both." The smile on my face was growing although I felt a little awkward standing in just my robe meeting two total strangers.
The ladies stepped in, and I closed the door behind them. "How do you all know Cheryl?" I asked. Clarification... or even just some understanding would be good.
Jaz dropped her purse on the sofa and said, "From a local swinger group."
Lisa dropped her purse next to Jaz's and said, "I used to work with her."
"Oh," I said, not sure if that meant Lisa had worked with Cheryl as a prostitute in North Carolina? My stomach growled again and I knew I needed to get some lunch. I started to say as much but before I could get a word out, Lisa stepped up against me, put her hands around my waist and pulled me close, kissing me with a lot of tongue. It took me a moment to catch up, but my hesitation was minimal and I quickly responded to her kiss, giving back as much passion as she was putting into it.
"Hey, girl," said Jaz, "No fair. I want some too." Lisa stepped back, a huge grin on her face, and Jaz stepped into me. She was shorter by a few inches, and I had to lean down to kiss her, feeling her arms around my neck as she stretched up on her toes for the kiss. It was just as passionate as my kiss with Lisa had been. When I was ready to break the kiss, I started to release her and stand up but she wasn't having that. She kept her arms around my neck, holding me close, forcing her mouth against mine and jumping lightly to put her legs around my waist. I had no choice but to catch her, putting my hands under her and holding her up with my hands full of her ass.
"There ya' go," said Lisa with a smile. "Now we're getting somewhere."
Jaz broke our kiss, her face very close to mine. "You getting the hint yet?"
"I think so," I said with a smile of my own. "Cheryl sent you... I can only guess what for."