This chapter is an immediate continuation of A Girl Named Sam Ch. 2
I just told Sherry that her husband was killed in a plane crash in the Atlantic Ocean, north of Jacksonville. She doesn't seem to be reacting. She has a very serious look on her face and may be in deep thought. I cannot keep from thinking as I look at her nude form that she is a beautiful woman. She was lying here seductively nude waiting for me to finish a phone call and come into the room to either 'make love to her' or 'fuck her' whichever was her preference du jour. I know that I will probably have to pay for things like this someday but as God is my witness, I am sitting here looking at her even in these circumstances and my cock is rock hard.
Finally, Sherry asked, "Studs, what do I need to do right now?"
"Protect Sam from the press and relatives that may present problems," I replied. "Two questions: First. Does Sam have someplace in the neighborhood that she can go until we can pick her up? And would you like me to call her and instruct her?"
"Yes, she has a girlfriend that lives about a block and a half away," she answered.
I assumed that the answer to the second question was yes and acted accordingly. I called Sam and told her that she had to get out of the house as quickly as possible. I suggested her friend a couple of blocks away from her house.
"But Studs, why do I have to leave?" Sam asked.
"Please do as I say," I commanded. "I'll explain every thing when I see you. You know that I care very deeply for you and your mother and every thing that I ask you to do is for your benefit. I found your mother and directed her to a motel. I'll take you to her. Go now."
"What should I take with me?" she asked.
"Nothing! Go now! Call me from there and give me the address and phone number." I ordered.
"O.K. I'm gone."
I turned to find Sherry still lying on the bed as nude as she entered the world. She asked, "Is there anything further that needs to be done right now?"
"No, I don't think so, except to go get Sam," I said.
"Then let's get on with what we came here for," she said.
I started to object but Sherry slid to the side of the bed and grabbed my rock hard cock. She said, "If you didn't want to, you wouldn't have this."
All my arguments were mute. I shed my clothes and crawled between Sherry's legs. I wet my cock with her pussy juice and slid it into her waiting pussy as far as it would go. I looked into her eyes and said, "I don't think that this is going to last very long."
We silenced each other with a deep and passionate kiss as we started thrusting against each other. For every thrust I delivered downward, she met with an equal upward thrust. We were fucking in the animalistic sense of the word. It was only a few minutes until I felt her body tense and the walls of her pussy started the continual spasming that I loved so much. I continued to fuck her as I watched orgasm after orgasm wrack her body and within orgasms were waves of bliss that moved through her. I lay over her with my weight resting on my elbows while I held her trembling body waiting for her to come back to me.
She smiled up to me and said, "Thank you. You know that I really needed that. Now tell me what to do. But first let me share some things with you. The reason that divorce was not an option is that he is or was worth about forty million dollars. Before we married, I signed a prenuptial agreement that stated that if I divorced Miguel except for very specific reasons, I would only receive a small settlement. Our holdings are in a joint trust for which I have sole right of survivorship. I'm going to need your help sorting things out."
"We will talk about the details at a more convenient time," I said. " Right now, drive across Landstreet Road and check into The Fairfield Inn in your real name," I said. "I'll go get Sam and drop her off. She can get your room number from the front desk.. Relax and maybe take a nap. If the traffic is like I think it will be around your place, this trip may take a while. I'll see you in as quickly as I can."
As I drove across town, I was thinking that with the limitations on Sherry that she felt from her marriage having been lifted, it was going to be more difficult, if not impossible, to continue seeing both Sherry and Sam. I was sure that Sherry would be more open with her affections now and that would cause problems with Sam. And, of course, if Sherry found out about Sam and I.…Oh God, what a selfish bastard I must be! A man just lost his life and here I am wondering how his death is going to affect my sex life with his wife and her daughter.
I was surprised at how little traffic was around the entrance to Sherry's subdivision. I parked in the driveway of Sam's friend's house. Sam and her friend came out to the car and Sam introduced me to Susie, who seemed to be appraising me. It made me wonder what Sam had told her. Sam thanked Susie for being there for her and got into my car. We drove down to the corner where turning right would take us to Sam's house and turning left would lead us to the main street out. Looking toward Sam's house, we could see the jam of cars and reporters roaming around in front of their house. They had set up a bank of TV cameras and lights in their driveway.
Sam exclaimed, "Holy shit!"
I asked laughingly, "Do you want to go home and pick up anything that you might need?"
"Let's get the hell out of here," she said.
"I told you that I would explain why I wanted you out of there. Now you know." I continued, "Sam, thanks for taking me at my word and doing as I asked."
"Why wouldn't I?" she asked. "As I told you last night, I love you."
We drove quietly across town until Sam asked, "Do we have to go directly to Mom's hotel?"
"You haven't seem my apartment have you?" I asked as I exited the expressway.
Sam can seem so mature for her age sometimes and at other times her childlike side emerges. She made a big deal out of the security gate to my complex. I handed her the remote control to the gate and she clicked it with the bravado of a knight scaling the castle walls. I thought, "In just a few minutes, I'm going to be making passionate love with this little girl." Of course, by then she will have become a mature woman again.
We walked into my apartment and little girl Sam was still present. She bounced on each of the four sofas arranged in a quadrangle in the sunken center of the room. She then went to the sound system built into the wall and turned on the stereo. She squeaked, "Nice" when sounds of Nocturnes by Chopin filled the room. She went into the kitchen, opened cabinets and drawers, and looked in the oven and refrigerator.
She went into the study and stood silently for a moment then asked, "Have you read all of those books?"
"Yes," I said. "And wrote a few of them."
She proceeded through my bathroom with the 6X5 foot sunken tub into my bedroom. She looked around and seemed to be taken back by the size of my bed. I had it built to my specifications. It has a special air filled mattress with an electric pump to keep it at my desired firmness.
Sam shed her clothes onto the thick piled carpet and jumped onto the bed. "Studs," she said. "This is the perfect apartment. I kind of felt sorry for you when you said that you lived in an apartment but this is better than most houses I've seen. All of a sudden the woman Sam was back and said, "If you haven't noticed, you have a naked woman in your bed. So what are you going to do about it?"
I took my cue from her and shed my clothes into the floor and joined her on the bed. I held her tenderly and said, "It's wonderful to finally have you nude and in bed with me."
She said, "I can tell by the way your dick is pressing into my tummy that you like it." I pulled Sam close and our lips met and our tongues intertwined with the love we felt for each other flowing from body to body. Our arms were wrapped around each other and our hands were roaming. I rolled Sam onto her back and kissed my way to the hard nipples sitting her tiny breast mounds. With Sam breast size really did not matter. Her nipples were so sensitive that kissing and nibbling on them were almost enough to push her over the edge. As I continued punishing her nipples, I put my left hand between he legs. She opened her legs wider to give me better access. I wet my fingers in the juices of her sweet pussy and pushed my forefinger and ring finger into her pussy while letting my thumb gently massage her clitoris.
It was then that I felt the first climax start to build in her body. It started out small and started rolling like a snowball on a snowy mountainside and as it kept rolling until it reached avalanche proportions. Her body and legs were trembling and her head was rolling from side-to-side. I removed my hand from her crotch and moved my body until it was over hers. I continued administering to her nipples and her body remained in the clutches of what seemed like continuous climaxes.
