Sherry Gets Caught

SHERRY GETS CAUGHT As I drove home I did the checklist in my mind. Flower, wine, dinner reservations and a baby sitter for the night; check, check and check all taken care of. It was our 10th wedding anniversary and I wanted everything perfect. Who ever said, ?marriage is easy and you can live on love? was full of shit. Marriage is hard work sometimes and it takes sacrifices on both sides to make it successful. Shelly and I were survivors. We?d gone through a rough patch seven years ago when I thought our marriage was over. She had fucked around on me with an old boyfriend and I caught them. I felt like I had the flu coming on so I told my boss I was going home and climbing into bed. I knew no one would be home so I could get all the rest I needed. As I pulled into the driveway I noticed Shelly?s car. ?Great, she?s probably sick too? I thought to myself. As I entered I wanted to be quiet, just in case she was sleeping. I made my way from the living room to the kitchen when I heard her voice. ?Holly shit!? ?Jesus fucking Christ.? ?Harder, harder.? Quietly moving up the stairs to the master bedroom door, which was wide open, I peered inside. There on the bed stark naked was my cheating slut wife and her ex-boy friend Rick. He had her legs draped over his shoulders and was pounding away at her pussy. I?d always wondered what Shelly had seen in Rick because he was such an asshole and treated her like shit most of the time they were together. Looking at them now fucking away I could see the reason. My dick was average, 6 inches and about a 1.5 inch around. Rick?s was about 9 inches long and had to be over two inches thick. I was so mad at this point I was shaking. I backed away from the door, went downstairs and into the garage. In a few seconds I found what I was looking for, my aluminum baseball bat. I then preceded back upstairs down the hall and into the bedroom. They were still fucking away and didn?t even notice me until I took a home run swing that landed on Rick?s right shoulder. You know the ping noise you get when you hit a ball with an aluminum bat; well it?s the same sound when you hit bone. I could hear the upper arm bone shatter and a blood-curdling scream followed right behind that. Rick fell back off Shelly and onto the floor. He was squirming around on the floor when the next swing caught him right between the legs. I couldn?t get the right angle so it wasn?t nearly as hard as the first hit, but was solid enough to do the damage I was after. After that he went quiet, I suppose he passed out from the pain. By now, Shelly had grabbed the sheet off the bed and was cowering in a corner of the room. She was crying uncontrollable and was screaming for me not to hit her. I would have loved to beat the shit out of her and might have if it wasn?t for Rick?s sudden moaning that brought me back to my senses. I dropped the bat and said, ?your not worth the effort.? I told her that she had 15 minutes to get both Rick and herself out of the house because after that I?m not sure what I?d do to them. I went out to my car and with my hands still shaking I drove off. I didn?t have a fucking clue where I was going, so I just drove around for about 20 minutes and went home. Shelly?s car was now gone and the house was dark and quiet. I went upstairs to the bedroom and looked in. What a mess. The bed was torn apart and clothes were everywhere. Looks like Sherry had packed up a bag or two because most of the dresser drawers were still open. I went down and cracked a brew and waited for something to happen next. I was fully expecting the police to come and take me away for what I?d done to Rick, but they never came. It took a couple of hours, but my body eventually reminded me why I?d come home early. For the next few days I had a fever and chills so I just stayed in bed and slept through it all. It was a good distraction for what had happened and it gave me a little time to think about what my next move would be. Monday I felt much better and went back to work like nothing had happened. ?How you feeling Steve? my boss asked. ?At least you have some color back in your face.? ?Your bride must have waited on you hand and foot all weekend, you newly weds are all alike.? I just smiled and walked back to my office. For the rest of the day, I stomped fires that had started while I was out. Everyone needed everything yesterday and why hadn?t I returned the e-mails they?d sent and so on. By 5:30 everything was almost back to normal and was told by my boss to get the hell out of here and go home. ?I can?t afford for you to get sick again so go home.? I really didn?t want to go home though. I had no one to go home to anymore so I stopped off at the local watering hole for a drink and some food. As I walked in, Jim the bartender smiles and says, ?Haven?t seen you ages Steve, what can I get you?? ?Jim, just give me a large glass of Miller light and a menu? as I took a seat at the bar. Looking around I could see the place was about half full, mostly with guys stopping in for a cold one before they went home. Jim brought my drink and menu and move on the next group. The menu hadn?t changed in three years so I picked an item even the worst cook couldn?t fuck up, a B.L.T. As I was just finishing up my dinner Jim brought me another round. ?Did ya hear the latest Steve?? ?You remember Rick?? ?Story has it three guys jumped him and beat the fuck out of him, put him in the hospital.? ?Rick told the cops that he never say their faces and doesn?t even remember how he even got to the hospital.? ?Between you and I Steve, it couldn?t have happened to a bigger prick.? That explains why the cops never showed up. I guess it was easier to makeup a story than to tell them he was sleeping with someone else?s wife and got caught. I hadn?t even had the time to really think about Sherry since that night. Finishing my beer, I waved to Jim and headed out. It was dark as I pulled in the garage and found my way into the kitchen. ?Got to remember to leave on a light,? I thought to myself. Moving to the living room, I switched on the TV, to pass the time when the phone rang. Picking it up, I heard Sherry?s voice saying, ?Steve please don?t hang up, I.? Before she could get out the next word I hung up the receiver. ?Bitch? I said under my breath. ?She?s the last one in the world I wanted to talk to tonight.? Just then my cell phone starts to ring. Opening it I see its Sherry calling again; I turn it off. Sherry had always been a party animal ever since I?d know her. Friday through Sunday was her time to let loose and boy did she ever. She loved to dance and drink and on more than one occasion I had to pull her keys and take her home. In the five years I?d known her she?d drunk five boyfriends under the table and now was hooked up with a guy named Rick. Rick was the perennial jock. Played football in high school and college but wasn?t good enough to play in the pros. His dad got him a job managing the used car department at the local Ford dealership but he was fucking that up also. This was the real world and just because you played football it didn?t mean squat. His sales numbers were about 20% below budget and if it didn?t improve he?d be out of a job. Rick started drinking more and more and became what you?d call, a mean drunk. One night he and Sherry were at a local watering hole and things got ugly. The bartender had cut them off and had asked them to leave. Rick punched him and broke his jaw. That was the final straw. He was arrested, lost his job and was barred from the most popular clubs. Sherry didn?t worry about Rick and would party with whomever would buy her drinks. Rick slapped her in front of two cops and he was off to jail again. This time he got 90 days in jail plus 60 in rehab and was not to be within 200 feet of Sherry. After he was gone I made my move on her. Sherry was 25, 5?6?, a natural red head with a killer body. She had a good job and an apartment within two miles of my own. We started casually going out and within two months were going out exclusively. I don?t think she even remembers the first night w had sex. We?d just finished dinner and decided to go back to my place. Sherry had at least three glasses of wine with diner and had additional two when we hit my place. We were getting hot and heavy on the couch when she pulls back and lifts off her sweater, ?won?t be needing this anymore tonight.? Things just progressed from that point. In less than 20 minutes, we were nude in my bed with my cock in her mouth. She was so drunk; she kept falling over as she was sucking me off. Finally I just layer her down and told he to lay back and enjoy. Her breasts had large nipples and they stood erect soon after I started sucking and twisting them. I tried to suck both of her nipples at once by pushing her breasts together but unfortunately they were just a little to small for that. So I just moved from one to the other as she squirmed beneath me. Grabbing her own breast and twisting her nipples Sherry in almost a teasing fashion said, ?I have a pussy that?s been very, very bad.? ?I think you should give it a good tongue lashing don?t you?? With that, I moved from her breasts, down past her pierced navel to her honey pot. Sherry was a natural red head, pale creamy white skin and a full natural bush. In one of her drunken stupors she?d said that if she ever got cancer she?s have her pussy hair transplanted to the top of her head because it was the same bright red. As I nuzzled in her bush I twisted the hair around my index fingers to get at her inner lips. The hair was at least 4 inches long and quite thick. Licking and pulling her hair aside, I felt like Moses parting the red sea. I teased her for the first few minutes moving my tongue up and down her slit stopping every so often at her clit to give it a little extra attention. With all the moaning and squirming around, I could tell she was really getting into it. No more teasing, I dove into her pussy with my tongue. I sucked; I lapped and licked every square inch from her starfish to her clit. She was now flowing and primed for fucking. I flipped her over and pulled her up on her knees. Moving in between her legs, I lubed up the head of my dick with her juices and drove it home. I heard Sherry let out a sharp gasp and proceeded to push back and meet my every stroke. ?God this feels good,? she said as I pounded away. I was getting too close and wanted it to last as long as possible so I started to slow my strokes down. Shelly would have nothing of the sort. ?Don?t stop, for god?s sack don?t stop.? With that I drove in deep and hard. In less than 30 seconds, I was pumping load after load into her pussy. When there was nothing left, I put my arms around her waist and rolled us both over on our sides with my dick still in her pussy. There was no way I wanted to pull out, ?I think I?ll just let it soak for a while,? I thought to myself. After a few minutes I shrunk enough where I fell out of her pussy. ?Sherry? I whispered. ?Sherry?? At that point all I heard was her heavy breathing. ?Shit, the girls asleep.? I got up, went to the bathroom, got cleaned up and came back to bed. She was still in the same position as when I left. I threw a sheet over her and went to sleep. I awoke to the sound of the toilet flushing and the shower being turned on. After a minute to clear my head I went into the bathroom and stepped into the shower with her. ?Need any help?? I asked. Sherry just smiled and said, ?you?re the one who filled me up last night and left me to ferment with your sperm in me all night.? ?Well you didn?t seem to mind last night.? ?What I remember I liked, but the rest of it was a blur.? ?No matter, tonight I will be sober and will see just how good you are.? Well that night was memorable in that Sherry was sober and I fucked her until I couldn?t walk. We went on like that for a couple of months until she finally moved in with me. She cut way down on her drinking and partying and within a year we were engaged and finally married. Everything was great until the day I stumbled in on her and Rick. I was devastated and even though Rick would never forget that day I couldn?t understand why. Why fuck up, what I thought was a great marriage, with a roll in the hay with a dick head like Rick. The following Saturday while I was washing my car, Jenny?s dad pulls up in the driveway. ?Got a minute?? ?Sure go on in and get us a few beers while I rinse off the soap.? Keith was one of the nicest guys I?d ever met. He?d give you the shirt off his back in the middle of winter and I could see he didn?t really want to be here right now. ?Thanks Keith? I said as he handed me the beer. ?What brings you around here anyway?? ?Come on Steve, you know why I?m here.? ?You won?t take her calls and all she?s been doing is crying since that night.? ?Keith, I really have nothing to say to her.? ?God knows how long she?s been fucking around on me and with whom.? ?As far as I?m concerned, the marriage is over.? ?I know your pissed and I?d probably done even worse if I?d walked in on them and it had been my wife, but just hear her out and if you still want to call it quits well then so be it? Keith said. ?Look, what do you have to lose?? Well after a three more beers and a lot of arm-twisting I relented to see her on Sunday morning. At 9:00 Sherry was knocking at the door. I?m glad she didn?t use her house key because that would have made it start off badly; I kicked her out and it was no longer her house. She was dressed ultra consertive with was totally out of character for Sherry; I guess she didn?t want to look like the slut she is. ?You want some coffee?? I asked. ?No thanks but water would be nice.? I got a bottle out of the refrig and handed it to her. ?Sherry if you start and tell me how sorry you are and that it meant nothing and that you?ll never do it again you can save your breath.? ?You were fucking him in our house and in my bed; at least if you?d gone to a motel on the sly it may have been easier.? ?I can?t imagine anything you can say that?d make me take you back, but the floor is yours so give it your best shot.? Sherry took a sip of water and started, ? Steve I do love you and you mean more than anything in the world to me.? ?I don?t want to lose you but I may have for the stupid thing I did.? ?Rick called to say he found some old pictures and asked if I wanted them.? ?He came over at lunch and we had a bottle or two of wine and it got out of hand.? ?Sex was great with him, everything else sucked.? ?I love you and love making love with you but sometimes I like to be treated like a slut and taken rough.? ?I don?t think it?s in your nature to take me in that way.? ?Your so kind and gentle and always make sure I get off as many times as you can make me, but sometimes I would love to have some rough sex.? ?I know it?s no excuse but I?ll do anything if you give me another chance.? I was steaming but I never interrupted her, I let her have her say. ?Come here!? I shouted. Meekly Shelly came over to me. I pushed her down on her knees and dropped my sweat pants. ?Suck this bitch while I talk.? With that I shoved my dick between her lips. ?I have 6 inches, I?ll never have anymore than that and if you can?t live with that get the fuck out of here.? ?Drinking has been the down fall of you now and many times before.? ?Even before I make up my mind, you have to quit completely unless I?m with you and I will control how much.? I was getting good and hard now. She was sober now and really knew how to suck dick. ?Next, I never want you to ever speak to Rick again, if you do it?s over.? She was now sucking on my balls and licking the shaft up to the head. ?Even before I consider getting back together, you will first go counseling to get your head and ass wired together.? ?Finally, I never want to hear the word no come out of your mouth.? ?If I want something, the answer will always be yes; is that understood?? Taking my dick out her mouth she sheepishly said, ?yes.? ?Good start, now turn around and drop your pants because it?s been a week and I need to get off.? With that Sherry took off her pants and I bent her over the kitchen table. She had just started to get wet, but it wasn?t about her, it was about me getting off. He pussy was clean and tight. After about 10 strokes she started to loosen up and get good and wet. She was pushing back and gripping tightly on the table, as it started moving across the kitchen floor. Ripping her shirt open and pulling off her bra I felt up her breasts and twisted her nipples. If she liked it rough, rough it would be. I pounded away at her pussy with the rage of a wild man. ?How?s this feel, am I too gentle is this the way you like it you whore?? She must have liked it because she was flowing and dripping down her legs. ?Bitch, I think it?s high time we take the last bit of virginity away from you.? With that I lubed up my dick and pushed it into her ass. ?The last word I heard was, no, you can?t, I?ve never had anyone in their.? Well, she was now. God she was tight. I?d never fucked anyone in the ass before and I was really enjoying it. It was tight and the friction was out of this world. I knew I?d only last a few more strokes so I rammed it in as hard and deep as I could. As I erupted my knees felt weak. That was the best fuck I?d ever had. Pulling out I grabbed Sherry by her hair and put her face in my lap. ?Clean me up bitch? I ordered. ?Your got shit all over you dick she replied.? Pulling her face up to mine by her hair I asked, ?are you saying no?? With that Sherry went down and started licking and sucking me clean. ?That?s a good cunt, get use to it because your ass is mine from this day forward.? It took about 4 months of hard work and kinky sex before I?d let her move back into the house. She has her moments at times, but I then remind her that if she doesn?t like it here she can always go back to Rick. I think we finally have an understanding. 9107 1.93/512345