Chapter Nine – While the Cats are away
Monday morning found Cheryl seeing Chris off at the airport. Though she hated losing her husband for almost three full weeks, Cheryl was resigned to making the sacrifice for their new friends. Chris just found himself feeling grateful for the fact that Cheryl and his boss's wife had become such close friends. Otherwise, explaining why he had to go in his boss's place would have been difficult, at best, for Chris to explain to his hot young wife. Truth be told, both of them realized that it was probably the SEX that Cheryl missed most during her husbands trips. Cheryl was an extremely sexual young lady who craved sex pretty much every day.
Seeing her husband off that morning was difficult, but Cheryl was able to get through it. Now, as she watched his plane taking off from the runway, she began thinking of all the errands she needed to run. Keeping herself busy during his absence, along with some heavy-duty masturbation, was normally the key to making the time go by as quickly as possible.
By afternoon she found herself in the grocery store buying all the supplies she would need for the middle of the week surprise meal Belinda and her had planned for Thomas. AS the blond steered her cart down the isles, her thoughts again returned to the feeling of Thomas's rigid member rubbing across her stomach. "God, that was so hot," thought Cheryl to herself as she felt her nipples instantly begin to harden and her face heat from blushing at the memory.
The fact that Thomas found her hard stomach so attractive also came as a source of pride for the young wife. She found herself beaming as she recalled Thomas asking his odd request that day in the elevator. About how he found her hard stomach so hot and how it would get him off to rub his cock on it....
CRASH!
"What the –," a little old lady was looking angrily up at Cheryl as she met her at the end of the isle. Unfortunately, Cheryl had been day dreaming as she steered her cart through the store and had not seen the poor little old lady as she came from the next isle. The result – she accidentally crashed her cart into the unsuspecting lady.
"Oh my, I am so sorry," apologized Cheryl.
"I guess you should be young lady! Perhaps you should pay more attention to what you are doing," scolded the lady.
"I think you are right," admitted Cheryl as she hastily headed her cart toward the checkout line.
"Get yourself together," she scolded herself under her breath. "You're acting like a little schoolgirl or something."
But a little schoolgirl was exactly how Cheryl suddenly felt. She felt giddy and horny and just a little bit silly as she paid for her groceries and made her way home. Tomorrow night she would prepare he best spaghetti meal, throw on her workout clothes, take it over to Thomas, and make sure he was doing ok.
Cheryl slaved happily over the stove all morning and afternoon on Wednesday. She really hoped that Thomas would like her spaghetti as much as her husband did. Chris always raved on & on about it to her.
The entire house smelled simply wonderful as the young blond went upstairs to get ready for her workout. She began changing into her normal sweats outfit, when something caught her eye. It was the workout outfit that Chris had bought her last year when they both made a vow to each other to go the gym more often. The top of it was a totally tight and somewhat revealing white half shirt that came just above her belly button and also showed off more than a little cleavage. Cheryl had worn it all of once, because she thought it simply looked slutty. Not to mention the fact that it was really hard for her to get any serious working out done when all the guys in the gym were checking her out and half the women were glaring at her. She had decided it was simply too much of a distraction.
Cheryl had no idea what prompted her to throw this outfit on tonight. Or did she? The fact that her entire abs were completely showing not to mention the fact that her tits were somewhat on display suddenly made the blond feel very adventurous, sexy, and risqué all at the same time. This might just catch Thomas's attention! She thought to herself as she threw together her workout bag and headed downstairs to get the meal ready to transport over to Thomas and Belinda's house.
The fact that Belinda would not be there suddenly popped into Cheryl's mind. For a moment she considered running back up and changing into something a little less crazy. But then, looking at the clock, it was already a quarter to six. She HAD to get going if she was going to make it there on time. To avoid doing anything she might regret, she simply would just not stay there too long reasoned the blond to her self. She would torture Thomas a bit with an accidental view or two of her abs & tits, then get the heck out of there, work out, and come home and make herself cum harder than ever before! The idea was already making her wet.
Thomas's car was already parked in the driveway as Cheryl pulled around to the back of the house (just as Belinda instructed her to). She felt her adrenaline level soar as she began unloading the picnic basket she had loaded into the car.
The young blond wife quietly let herself into the back door, and gently set the supplies onto the counter. She decided that it would be fun if she snuck in and scared the crap out of Thomas by shouting "SURPRISE!" to him as he read his paper in the living room.
It was hard for her to suppress a snicker as she crept her way into the living room from the kitchen. Suddenly, she heard a noise that made her stop a moment, slightly worried. She could hear Thomas breathing hard as if her were working hard or hurt, and perhaps even moaning a bit. Cheryl suddenly feared that he was hurt, until she peered around the door into the living room.
Thomas was sitting reclining back in his Lazy Boy Recliner. He had shorts and a T shirt on, but his shorts and underwear were pulled completely down around his ankles, exposing his huge erection that he was roughly tugging on. He also had his head buried in a Penthouse magazine, and as he stroked his massive cock, he was letting out occasional moans & grunts – each of which seemed to travel directly to Cheryl's pussy, causing it to instantly moisten. She could do very little else than just stare at it, entranced.
The chair was creaking rather loudly accompanying the rough stroking Thomas was doing to his hugely engorged member. The chair was now facing Cheryl, and she could see everything very clearly.
From where Cheryl was standing, she could see that Thomas was really going to town on his BIG beautiful cock. Cheryl simply watched, open-mouthed at the scene unfolding in front of her. Though this wasn't the first time she had seen it, Cheryl had never really seen his cock completely erect, with lights on in the room. Now she could see every detail of it, and she couldn't help but stare in amazement to how big it was compared to her husbands. Thomas was squeezing around the head of his monster cock as his left hand held the Penthouse magazine up for him to gaze at. He was grunting and moaning and oblivious to anything else in the room.
As Cheryl continued to enter the room, an involuntary gasp came from her mouth as she took in the amazing sight in front of her.
Thomas immediately heard the noise and lowered his magazine. He nearly jumped out of the chair when he saw Cheryl, shouting "Oh My God!" magazine flying to the side. He started to get up, but his hands slipped on the rails of the chair and he fell back, nearly toppling completely over in the recliner – and banging his head against the wall in the process.
Cheryl, immediately being concerned started to walk more quickly into the room. Unfortunately, she was not looking where she was going so she fell, ass over teacup, over an ottoman that was sitting in the middle of the floor. Thomas recovered from his slip, grabbed his shorts and undies and pulled them up – with some difficulty – over his throbbing hard-on and leapt to his feet.
