The Cheryl Cummings Story Ch. 09

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.

"Cheryl, are you ok?!?" asked her husbands boss as he approached the embarrassed blonde, helping her back to her feet.

"I think so," answered Cheryl as Thomas gently lowered her to the sofa, sitting right next to her as he did.

Cheryl was dazed and confused for a second, but suddenly her head cleared as she looked down at Thomas's lap and saw his throbbing hard-on pulsating through his tight gym shorts.

"I am so sorry Cheryl," said Thomas "I wasn't exactly expecting company."

"No, it was my fault. You surely weren't expecting anyone," answered Cheryl. "If anything it was me who invaded your privacy. And I'm sorry for that."

"Ummm...you could say that," smiled Thomas. Suddenly HE was the one who seemed a bit embarrassed.

"Listen, I was just bringing you some food over, and-," started Cheryl.

"I am so embarrassed," answered Thomas "and that was so nice of you to bring me food over. You really shouldn't have done that."

"Hey, there's no need to be embarrassed. That's what people do when their spouses are away," consoled Cheryl, as her glance kept returning to the huge lump in Thomas's shorts. A little wet spot appeared at the very top. Suddenly, Cheryl felt her throat growing a bit dry. She knew that she needed to get out of there before she did something they both would regret later.

Thomas was also having similar troubles as his eyes went straight to Cheryl's tight stomach. Nothing got his blood boiling more than a tight stomach on a woman, and he was already pretty worked up from being so close to cumming, then being interrupted. He also couldn't help but notice how low-cut this top was – revealing much of Cheryl's beautiful and firm tits.

This didn't do much for making his hard-on go down. In fact, he felt it twitch a bit. He was afraid it might work its way out of the top of the tight shorts.

Cheryl knew she needed to run, but felt like if she just ran out it might add to the embarrassment both of them were already feeling. "What were you looking at that got you so worked up?" asked Cheryl, hoping to diffuse the situation a bit.

"To be honest, I was hardly looking at the magazine," answered Thomas. "I was actually thinking about the other day in the elevator – how you looked – how it all felt," answered Thomas, as his eyes once again traveled to the young wife's cleavage.

"Yeah, it was pretty hot," admitted Cheryl.

"You think so? You never really said anything about how you felt about the whole thing. I guess we haven't really had a chance to discuss it," said Thomas.

"Well, I haven't even really talked about it to Chris yet," admitted the blonde wife.

"Yeah, I wasn't sure if he knew...you had kissed my cock," said Thomas. "Why exactly did you do that?" he asked, dropping his hand into his lap as he thought about it, giving the head of his hard cock a light squeeze.

The movement wasn't lost on Cheryl. She watched as he squeezed the mammoth head of his dick as she answered "I don't know....I guess just because it was so BIG and impressive. I was so impressed that I guess I just wanted to show you that I was. I just wanted to pay some respect to it." Laughed Cheryl. "Does that make any sense at all?"

"I think so," answered Thomas. "The only thing I truly know for sure is that thinking about it makes me so hot that I really NEED to cum. And talking about it isn't exactly helping much," he said as his eyes roamed back and forth between Cheryl's hard abs to her tits – back and forth. He had actually stopped trying to hide the fact that he was looking, and had gone from squeezing the head of his cock to actually lightly stroking it through his shorts.

"Listen, I guess I should let you get back to business," said Cheryl as she abruptly stood up – her stomach now even with the black man's face.

"Cheryl, you can't leave me like this!" pleaded Thomas. "The very least you could do is let me rub it on your hard stomach again - PLEASE," begged Thomas.

The conviction in his voice moved the already horny young wife a bit. But she was afraid. She voiced her concern, "But Thomas – there's nobody here to stop this from going too far," reasoned Cheryl.

"I promise. I swear. I will not go any further than just rubbing it on you this time. Please Cheryl, don't leave me like this," Thomas said, and quickly lowered his shorts and underwear in a fast motion that caused his hard dick to slap back up against his stomach.

Cheryl just stood there above him – staring down at his amazing cock for a moment. Her mind was in turmoil. She would start to walk away, but then stop, dead in her tracks, as she stared at the giant cock – sticking straight up at her. She couldn't take her eyes off it, and Thomas was laying on his back, lifting his ass up off the couch, presenting it to her.

She knew she didn't want things to go to far. She knew she loved Chris and did not want to betray him. But her newly found friend seemed to be having some trouble. And, if he would stay true to his word....and only rub it on her stomach....and it looked so good....

"OK, but you can ONLY rub it on my stomach this time. No lifting my shirt. No titty fucking. Nothing but rubbing it on my stomach until you cum. And I'm ONLY doing this because Belinda is out of town. Otherwise, I would tell you to take care of it with her."

"Hey, no doubt," said Thomas as he stood up, grabbing Cheryl by the shoulders, he gently eased her down onto the couch, in a laying position. "If she were here, I'd be fucking the daylights outta her with this," he said, as he stood up by Cheryl & pointed at his rigid cock – which was, at this moment, only inches from her face. He was more than prepared to simply rub his cock all over her tight tummy until he came. Having the young blonde wife watch as he did this would be so HOT!

"Man, that thing is amazing Thomas. How big is it, anyway?" asked Cheryl, as she sat up a bit – staring at Thomas's dick.

"I'm not sure. Never measured it, actually – but hold on...," he reached into a drawer beside the couch. This was where Belinda kept her sewing stuff, and he knew she had one of those flexible tapes, used to measure inseams, etc.

"If you really wanna know, measure it," said Thomas.

Cheryl DID really want to know. She took the tape from his hand and unwrapped it a bit. Next she scooted off the couch to a kneeling position directly in front of Thomas so that she could take an accurate measurement. Next, she held the base of the tape measure against Thomas's thick pubic hair, and pulled the other end out to the head of his throbbing dick. To get an accurate measurement, Cheryl had to actually hold the throbbing dick as she did it, kneeling in front of her husband's boss.

"Hmmm...looks like it's about 11 and 3 quarters! WOW!" said Cheryl as she stared at the tape measure in disbelief.

"Hold on a second!" said Thomas. Suddenly he flexed his ass muscles hard and caused the penis to swell a bit in Cheryl's hand. She could see the mushroom head fill with more blood, causing it to expand a bit.

"Oh my God! It says 12 and a quarter now," said Cheryl, and she accidentally dropped the tape to the floor.

Next she just sat there, kneeling in front of the black giant, staring- as if hypnotized by his giant black snake bobbing directly in front of her face. As she breathed in his masculine scent, her pussy instantly seemed to take notice and began to drench itself. Her nipples became as hard as pebbles, pushing against her half shirt and sports bra. For some reason, orneriness overtook her, and she blew a light stream of air onto his cock, causing it to jerk a bit.

"Mmmmm," Thomas moaned. Then he inched his way slightly closer to the blonde. She just continued to stare, as if in a complete trance, and blew a little bit more on his cock – causing it to leap again.

It was exciting to the young wife having such immediate control over something so impressive as Thomas's cock, and as the strong masculine aroma continued to fill her senses, it seemed to dull her reasoning a bit.

Since Cheryl didn't move away, Thomas inched a bit closer still, his cock now about an inch from her mouth. She pursed her lips and lightly blew again. This time, his cock jerked up, and touched her lips.

She didn't move.

She puckered up a bit, and lightly kissed the tip of his cock.

Thomas moaned..."mmmmmm," and inched forward a bit more.

As Cheryl stared up his giant cock, slightly cross-eyed, she lost the little bit of self-restraint she had come in with. Quicker than she could talk herself out of it, she opened her mouth – sucking the giant head into her mouth.

Even just the head was a tight squeeze in her mouth. She marveled at how much different it was having Thomas in her mouth than Chris. With her husband, she easily fit his entire erect penis into her mouth and still had room for her tongue to work. With Thomas, she could barely fit more than the head in, but she did manage to tickle the bottom of his giant cock head with her tongue. She ran her tongue down that sensitive area just below the head, sucking it further into her mouth. A couple more inches disappeared into her mouth.

Neither of them made a sound, until, Cheryl let out a very low moan.

She brought one of her hands up and gently cupped Thomas's massive balls. She placed her other hand on her pussy, rubbing it through her workout shorts as hard as she could manage.

"mmmmm," came a moan from Thomas as he lifted both hands and placed them gently on the back of Cheryl's head, feeling her silky hair under his hands. He pulled only slightly, wedging more dick into her already full mouth.

This was all the encouragement she needed. She reached up with her hand and unsnapped her shorts, sliding the zipper down. As she started to bob her head onto her husband's boss's cock, her other hand slipped inside her shorts – found the elastic line of her panties, and slipped beneath it. Here she found her newly shaven pussy. Her hand slipped ever lower, until her eager hand found her sopping pussy.

As she continued to suck Thomas with as much enthusiasm as she had ever shown – in spite of the fact that she could only fit the first few inches of his monster cock into her mouth, she started to furiously masturbate her own pussy in hard and fast circles. She didn't want to prolong this cum. She needed release-- NOW. She matched the tempo of bobbing her head and rubbing with her fingers. It wouldn't take her long. She HAD to feel that release.

Thomas stared down at his employee's wife in disbelief and awe. He NEVER thought she would willingly kneel before him, and take his cock into her beautiful mouth. She looked hotter than any porn princess with her beautiful white face stuffed with his giant hardness. What's more, he could tell it was really turning her on too, as he could see her own hand shamelessly playing with her pussy beneath him! This was beyond his imaginations as he had masturbated earlier. Suddenly he felt that familiar tingling in his balls. His gentle touch suddenly turned aggressive as his excitement intensified. He grabbed a handful of hair in each hand, and started fucking Cheryl's face with his giant cock. She struggled to keep up with him and not to choke.

Thomas let go of the blonde wife's hair, and bending down, grabbed the bottom of her shirt. Before Cheryl knew what was happening, he had pulled it up to where his cock was wedged in her mouth. He pushed her head back off his cock for a split second so that the shirt could be taken off. Cheryl felt herself fighting him to keep the cock wedged in her mouth. As soon as he had freed the shirt and started fidgeting with her bra clip in the back, her mouth was right back on his cock, struggling to accommodate as much as she could.

As he freed the clip, Cheryl leaned forward, bringing both hands forward so that the garment could fall off onto the floor in front of her. Thomas looked down at the amazing sight in front of him. Now, in the clear light he could see the beautiful blonde in all her glory. Her hair slightly tousled from him grabbing it, his cock wedged in her mouth as far as it would go. He reached down with both hands and grabbed a breast in each hand, lifting, feeling the weight of her heavy tits. His fingers found her nipples and he began squeezing them with a bit of force. "MMMMMMM," moaned Cheryl onto his cock, as the excited wife struggled to take more of the mammoth cock into her mouth and throat.