Randy And Sherri Ch. 03

Sherri watched Randy pull away from the hotel and give her a wave as he drove by. She knew he couldn't see the tears on her cheeks, so she waved back at him. Just to make sure Randy didn't suspect anything, Sherri started her car and pulled out of the parking lot. She saw Randy turn onto the highway and head toward his home.

Sherri drove home slowly, her emotions all mixed up. She was so glad that no one was waiting for her at home. She really wanted to be alone and try to sort all her emotions out. Sherri could not remember the last time her emotions were so tied into knots. Once home, Sherri looked into the refrigerator and was happy to see a part bottle of wine left over from...from...she couldn't remember when, but right now, she didn't care. Closing the door, Sherri headed to their bedroom, dropping clothes along the way. She reached in and turned on the shower, knowing how good the warm water would feel to her.

Sherri set out a towel and her favorite PJs, which was an old long t-shirt. This T-shirt and Sherri had spent many a lonely nights laying next to her husband...that could care less about touching her. Sherri stepped into the shower, and the water felt as good as she expected. She simply stood there, letting the warm water begin to loosen her emotions. As she took the soap and began to wash her body, her mind quickly returned to Randy's touch. A touch that was so passionate but gentle at the same time. As Sherri ran the soap over her breasts, she closed her eyes and remembered Randy caressing her breasts. Her nipples erect with passion. Her body twitching as she remembered his tongue upon her nipples.

Without realizing, Sherri's hands moved down across her stomach, imitating Randy's touch as much as she could. Moving still further down, Sherri found her womanhood, ready and desiring attention. Sherri knew she had better stop and not get carried away. Her emotions were too tied up right now. This was a time to sort out the feelings. Sherri turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. The mirror across the room was fogged over. After drying herself off, Sherri slipped the t-shirt over her head and headed to the den before getting that glass of wine. Stopping at the stereo, Sherri picked out some soft music. Pulling a wine glass down from the cabinet, Sherri poured herself a glass, and went to the couch. Setting the wine glass down on the table, Sherri grabbed one of the over-stuffed pillows, snuggled the pillow and started trying to sort out her emotions. It wasn't long before the tears began once again.

As Sherri sat there...she tried to dig down deep inside and determine what she was crying about. Ever since she had accepted the date with Randy, deep down inside she expected she would regret what she was going to do...but she found herself without regret. It seems that being with Randy just unleashed the emotions locked inside her for so long...and now they were gushing out. Sherri could not remember the last time she had cried...it had to be years ago. She realized that emotionally she had become stagnant. Her emotions had been put on hold. Her marriage had become emotionally cold, and she and her husband Jack had simply been co-existing for the last 10+ years.

Until tonight, Sherri had not realized how cold she had become. It's as if the desire to love and be loved had been buried, never to be found again. And the tears? The tears were for the emotions that had been awakened with being with Randy tonight. Emotions that had been dead for all these years. Tears of joy...and yes, even regret. The tears were for once again feeling like a woman. A woman that had found out she is still appealing to men...that she still has curves in the right places. A woman whose sexual desire had been rekindled. A woman that can be loved...and return love. A woman that felt complete once again. A woman that had found the pieces of her soul that had been missing for so very long. But also feelings of regret.

Regrets that her marriage had become sold cold. She didn't even like the thought of Jack touching her. He had stopped so long ago being romantic. He use to come up behind her, wrap his arms around her and kiss her lightly on the neck. Sherri could not remember the last time he had done that. When was the last time he had brought her flowers...for no reason at all? When was the last time he cuddled with her without wanting sex...or cuddled with her AFTER sex...even for just a bit? When was the last time....Sherri stopped, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her regret was not with meeting Randy...but with what her marriage had become. And the regret that neither Jack nor Sherri seemed to want the romance and love back. They both had become 'accustomed' to their co-existance...and that's what is was. A coexistence. A cold coexistence where both persons 'accept' the situation...neither really happy, but neither wanting to make changes.

As these thoughts ran through Sherri's mind, she began to feel herself relax, but probably the wine had something to do with it also. As she sat there, her emotions began to settle down, and her mind began to realize what had been happening these last 10+ years and that tonight had been the first step in re-defining who she was and what she wanted from life. It also made Sherri realize that even though she did not consider divorce an option, she also could not just walk away from Randy.

She now felt deeply tied to Randy. She had let him inside her, both emotionally and physically, and these were very precious gifts as far as Sherri was concerned. Sherri knew that regardless of what happened between her and Randy from this point forward; she did not regret making love to Randy tonight. She knew that she wanted to see him again, feel his kisses and touches, and to feel him deep inside her. But she couldn't help but wonder....did Randy feel the same way? Was tonight what so many called a 'one night stand'? Was Sherri just a 'conquest' for Randy? Sherri recalled the look deep in his eyes as she made love to him. What she felt she saw was not 'conquest', but 'oneness'. She saw the softness in his eyes, saw the emotional attachment that was growing between them. She saw the passion in his eyes for her. "But!" thought Sherri. Was she so desperate for love and attention, that she would allow herself to see anything different?

Sherri took another sip of wine, and realized that she had just about finished the entire glass. Getting up, Sherri almost lost her balance. Realizing that she had not eaten for quite some time, and the wine was affecting her very quickly. Moving slowly to the refrigerator, Sherri poured just half a glass and returned to the couch. Lying down, Sherri felt warm all over from the shower and the wine. Closing her eyes, Sherri's mind drifted back to being with Randy.

She remembered his soft lips on her neck...his warm lips on hers. His tongue finding her tongue. Sherri wiggled down further into the couch. Her body began responding to her memories with Randy. Sherri lightly ran her fingers over her swollen nipples. Her body tingled, but not like it did when Randy touched her nipples. Without realizing, Sherri sat up and slowly pulled the t-shirt up over her head and let it drop to the floor. Her fingers found her bare, swollen nipples and began to tug and twist them gently, while remembering Randy doing the same thing. Wetting her fingers, Sherri began to caress her nipples, remembering how her nipples felt being sucked into Randy's mouth. Sherri's womanhood was now wet once again with desire.

As Sherri slid her hand down over her stomach her fingers found her wet, hot womanhood, her mind drifted off to remembering Randy's touch...and how wonderful she felt when she had received his full length. Sherri was now off in the world of memories with Randy. Remembering his hot lips all over her body. Remembering his touch that seemed to know all her erotic places. Remembering how gentle he had been entering her. Remembering how wonderful it felt to feel his shaft sliding slowly in and out of her. Sherri's hand was now twirling her swollen clit...climbing and climbing higher! Remembering how Randy's body stiffened as he came inside her...his manhood throbbing in ecstasy. Sherri felt his warm juice inside her...and that was the final push to bring her over the top. She pulled him hard against her, wrapping her legs around his. As Sherri remembered this moment, her body came once again! Her hand wet with passion and desire. Sherri felt her body slowly come down from her mountain. Sherri kicked the blanket resting at the end of the couch over her, wiggled down into the couch, and soon had drifted off to sleep.

Randy was glad that the house was dark when he pulled into the driveway. He knew that his wife was already in bed and that was fine with him. Shutting the door to the bathroom, Randy pulled off his clothes and started the shower. He could still smell the light scent of Sherri's perfume. The warm water felt so good to Randy. His body was still alive from making love to Sherri. He couldn't help but wonder if she was doing the same thing right now that he was. Randy closed his eyes and dreamed of Sherri being there with him.

Randy took the bar of soap and very slowly began to slide it over his body, building up a nice lather. As his hands slid down over his chest, past his soft stomach, and finally finding his hard manhood. Randy softly moaned as he dreamed of Sherri's soapy hands stroking his rock hard shaft. As he washed his balls, he could imagine Sherri's soft hands touching him there.

Randy knew he was taking a chance...but his passion was flaming once again. His right hand was caressing his balls while his left hand was stroking his hard shaft.

Randy could see Sherri stepping into the shower before him. Her shapely legs stepping over the side of the tub shower. The water was already warm. Randy was still undressing as she opened the shower curtain a bit and looked out.

"Getting kinda lonely in here." She giggled.

"Patience, babe," replied Randy finally getting his briefs off.

Randy pulled back the curtain and slipped in behind Sherri.

"Let me know if it's too hot for you." Said Sherri calmly.

"We talking the water?" laughed Randy.

Sherri turned to face Randy with a smile on her face. Her whole body glistened from the water.

"Both' she said smiling.

Randy just wanted to burn this image of Sherri into his brain. She was standing there in front of him, her beauty was more than he could have ever imagined. Yes, the years had been good to Sherri. Randy wondered how any man could refuse the mind and body that Sherri had. That guy must be crazy! Sherri reached up with her hands and placed her head under the shower. When she did this, her full breasts became fuller. Her large nipples are partially erect. Her stomach flattened a bit and Randy couldn't help but notice the soft brown down that covered her womanhood. A soft down that Randy had savored that evening. A soft down that tried to hide her swollen clit...but couldn't. Randy remembered how sweet she had tasted to him. He also remembered how much she wiggled as his tongue found her clit and began to flick and tease. Randy hadn't realized how long he had been standing there admiring Sherri.

"Penny for you thoughts." Sherri said softly.

"Just making a mental picture of you and how beautiful you are to me." Said Randy.

"Right" laughed Sherri grabbing the bar of soap. Sherri rubbed the bar of soap between her hands...working up lather. She then became to wash his chest. Randy closed his eyes and enjoyed her touch. Sherri had such soft hands...and they made his whole body tingle. Sherri couldn't help but notice Randy's hard manhood. Sherri moved her hands down his stomach and found his balls and his hard shaft. Randy gasp as he felt her hands begin to stroke and caress him.

"Want to make sure we are clean." giggled Sherri stroking his shaft.

Randy opened his eyes to see the twinkle of mischief in Sherri's eyes.

"You clean him too much...and he will make a mess on you." Said Randy trying to control himself.

"No problem in here," replied Sherri tightening her grip slightly around his shaft. "We'll just wash him off." Sherri couldn't help but smile as she saw the passion begin to rise in Randy. She so missed seeing a man aroused by her.

"Okay", said Sherri stopping. "Believe he's clean enough. Turn around."

Randy turned around and he could her Sherri lathering up her hands once again. She placed her hands flat on his back and began to very slowly rub the soap over his back. Even though Randy was not what many would consider 'athletic' his body was firm...and Sherri liked rubbing her hands over his body. Sherri's hands moved down his back to his small buttocks. Sherri would die for a butt that small and tight! She began to gently squeeze his buttocks. Then she slowly moved right up behind him, pressed her body against his and moved her hands around to his still hard cock. Randy could feel Sherri's breasts pressing against him. He twitched as her hands found his hard cock. Sherri was kissing his neck.

"What's the matter babe?" giggled Sherri softly.

"What do you think?" laughed Randy.

"Mmmmm, you have such a nice cock!" said Sherri softly as the once again began to stroke him with her soapy hands. Randy had taken all he could stand!

"Okay", said Randy wiggling away. "My turn."

"What's the matter babe?" giggled Sherri with a pout on her face. "Didn't you like it?" Randy saw that twinkle of mischief once again in her eyes!

"You know darn well I did! Let me have that soap!"

"Ohhhhh, are we getting demanding or what?" smiled Sherri handing Randy the bar of soap.

Like Sherri, Randy lathered up his hands and began to rub Sherri's neck. Randy saw her eyes close...and he knew she was enjoying his touch as much as he had savored her's. Slowly Randy moved his hands down to her full breasts. As his soapy hands began to caress and tug at her rock hard nipples, Randy could feel her breathing quicken. Moving his hands down across her soft stomach he felt Sherri twitch as his hands slowly moved further down. She moaned softly as his hands found her hot, wet, womanhood...longing to feel his hands explore her! Sherri moved a bit, allowing Randy to slide his hand between her legs. Randy felt Sherri's thighs tightened around his hand.

"Better be careful, you might loose that hand down there." Whispered Sherri with her eyes still closed.

"What a place to loose a hand." whispered Randy...sliding his hand slowly back and forth across her womanhood. He could feel Sherri's body responding to his touch, her hips starting to rock gently against his hand. Randy pulled his hand back

"Okay, time for your back." Sherri turned and rinsed the front part of her body off, then carefully moved to the back of the shower. Randy wasn't quite sure why Sherri had done this. His back was now to the shower. Randy lathered up his hands once again, and like Sherri, placed his hands on her back. Slowly sliding all over her back, the soap and his touch making her body twitch. His hands slide down her back to her full bottom. A bottom that Randy loved to caress. Randy moved up behind Sherri...wrapping his arms around her. She moaned softly as she felt his lips find her left ear. She couldn't help but giggle. She could also feel Randy's hard cock pressing against her bottom. Randy's hands moved around to the front of Sherri. One hand cupping her right breast and finding her hard nipple. His other hand moving slowly down her stomach and finding her womanhood. Randy tugged at her nipple while his finger found her clit. Sherri began to moan and rock her hips. Randy's finger began to twirl around her swollen clit. Sherri couldn't take this anymore!

"Baby, I want you NOW!" demanded Sherri placing one leg up on the side of the tub and bending over slightly and placing both hands flat on the shower wall.

Randy moved back a bit, and then he heard Sherri moan and felt her bottom twitch as his hard cock slid into her from behind. Randy slowly slid his entire length into her hot womanhood. Sherri moaned as she felt him go deeper and deeper. Randy placed his hands on her hips and began to slide in and out very slowly at first. Sherri began to match his thrusts with arching her hips back to meet him each time. Randy's cock was sliding back and forth over her G spot...and Sherri knew she could not take very much of this!

"Don't stop baby!" pleaded Sherri. "Drive it deep!"

Randy began to quicken his thrusts...and pull her against him each time he drove deep. Her hips were rocking with him now. Suddenly Sherri gasp and arched her hips hard against Randy. Randy drove in hard one more time and then he came. Sherri's bottom quivered as she felt his love juice inside her!

Randy hadn't realized that his hand was stroking his manhood very quickly now...and then he felt himself coming. His legs quivered as he came hard in the shower...his hand getting covered with his love juice. Randy's legs almost gave out under him he came so hard! Randy leaned up against the side of the shower. Randy couldn't remember the last time he had cum twice within a 2 hour period! Randy's manhood still throbbed with passion. Turning off the shower, Randy stepped out, glad he was still alone. Drying himself off, Randy brushed his teeth. Looking into the mirror, Randy couldn't help but notice a bit of glow on his face.

Randy slide quietly into bed. Laying there in the dark, hearing his wife's gentle breathing. His mind still on Sherri, and what she might be doing right now. As Randy lay there, he realized how really cold his bed was as compared to when he and Sherri cuddled together after making love. Randy was amazed at how cold ...or warm a bed could be...depending upon who was in the bed. Randy drifted off to sleep...remembering the warm feeling of cuddling with Sherri..feeling her warm body pressing against his...remembering feeling her leg resting between his...feeling her warm womanhood resting against his hip...feeling her fingers lightly playing with the hair on his chest...and feeling her heart still beating quickly against his chest...and to hear a soft sigh from her...as if to say...."This is where I belong."