My Mature Neighbor Sheri
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(NOTE: Starting with this chapter I will be changing a bit. From now on even numbered chapters will be from the viewpoint of another member of the group. Odd numbered chapters will be POV Robert. This should give the story a slightly different feel.)
Sheri:
Mom and dad had started out last night trying to read me the riot act; but then they had softened and agreed that what I was doing was probably for the best.
Dad said that he really didn't want me to be sexually active, but that he knew that I was going to anyway, and this was better than some ways I could have chosen. All in all they were willing to go along with the other parents as long as I was not being hurt or rushed.
I, on the other hand, was not so sure.
This was all going so fast. I had spent the last two years of dating trying to keep my dates from going too fast with their hands, then on the first date with
Mark I gave him a hand job and let him do the same to me. Then on my next date, with Paul, I did it again. And I enjoyed it immensely.
The kicker of course was on the next date when I did a sixty-nine with Robert while the whole gang watched. I don't know what made me do it. Maybe it was the way all of the guys gave over the decisions to us, or the way they acted as if we, and our pleasure, were the most important things in the world to them.
Now I was on my way next door to Karen's to declare that I was going out with Paul.
I could see that the boys were all here for practice and as I walked over Regina's mom Beth was dropping off Regina and Jessica. We all reached the door together and walked on in, knowing we were expected.
I hugged Karen when we got to her at the entrance to the garage.
She put up her finger to her mouth signaling silence.
At that point I could hear the boys talking in the garage. Robert was going over the situation with them. He was telling them the problems that could be aroused by jealousy. When asked how he would react to finding Regina in a foursome without him he hesitated. He said that he might be hurt that she hadn't asked him to participate; but as long as she was enjoying herself he probably wouldn't mind.
Mark then spoke up about the benefits they would get from this situation. He talked about how when boys got to college they got lost in experimentations, which they were unable to do in high school. He said that they would probably be able to study and do better because they would not have the pressures the other guys would have. As long as no one got hurt they should be able the help each other in many ways.
We girls had had this same conversation, without Mark's insight of course, after we had gone home last night. It took a two-hour conference call to come to the same conclusions the guys had just done in three minutes.
Then Robert said something that was mildly disturbing. He said that this romance was only temporary. When the guys graduated this year they would be leaving the area and could not expect us to wait for them. We would be sexually active by that time and they could not expect us to stay inactive just because they were not there. As much as they would want to keep us as their girlfriends, it would not be fair to us to try to bind us when they were gone. That meant that it would be a one-year romance and that that should be kept in mind.
"We'll see about that." Karen said.
Then she pushed past me and entered the garage. We all followed her and as soon as I saw Paul I knew that I had made the right decision. I walked up to him and took his hands in mine.
Jessica started talking, "Mark, I want you to be my boyfriend. I hope that you want me too. I also like the idea of sharing with our friends and having the experiences only possible with them. If you don't want to do this, please say so now. I will only do it if you are willing as well."
"Yes, Jessica, I like you and I am willing to share fun with our friends. I know that I can trust them to not hurt you, and that is all that matters to me."
Karen then said almost the same thing to Jimmy and I looked up into Paul's blue eyes and asked him the same question.
His eyes sparkled as he said that he wanted to be mine and he wanted me to be his. All he wanted was for me to be happy. I think Regina asked Robert, but at that point I wasn't sure. The blood was pounding in my head and then Paul bent down and kissed me. I am so glad that Robert talked to him about this. I could feel his concentration on me and me alone. He kept very little of himself out of it and I almost melted into his arms.
Paul was the best looking guy in the bunch. He was the lead guitar and did a lot of the singing. The other guys weren't ugly; they were just kind of plain is all. Paul was not; but that was not what made me choose him. I could see the vulnerable boy behind his eyes who was afraid of being hurt. On our date he had told me that he was always unsure whether a girl went out with him to get something from him or just to be with him. He was not unsure with us. He knew that we were with him because we wanted to be with him, not to get something from him.
I wanted him to release his inhibitions with me. I wanted that very little he was holding back to be released. The only way I could do that was with honesty.
"Thank you Paul. That was a great way to show me your answer. Could we go out after the practice and talk? I want to get our relationship established properly tonight."
"Sure we can Sheri. I have a few things you need to know and a few things about you I would like to know as well. How about we go to dinner and talk for a while?"
"Sounds good to me. You go ahead and practice now, we'll talk later."
I couldn't believe how good these guys had gotten recently. They were playing smoothly and catching transitions like pros. They worked on this new song a few times. What a strange tune. It was all about searching Siberia for gasoline. There was even some Russian in the chorus.
When they were done with practice Paul kissed me again and said that he would pick me up at five for dinner. I should dress up a bit as he had a very nice place in mind for us. At this point Regina said that her mom wanted them to play for her company party next week. The guys agreed and plans were made.
Paul seemed quite excited that he was finally going to play in public.
"Tonight is a one on one date night Paul. We want to be sure everyone is up for this relationship. Jess was afraid that you were all just going along with the crowd. She thought that on your own you might not be so happy with the ideas we have been having."
"That is a waste of time with me. I am very sure about this. I really do like you and even though I would be happy with any of the girls, I am glad that you selected me. You would have been my choice had I had one."
My heart fluttered. I couldn't believe how that affected me.
"How would you like some lunch Paul? My house is just next door and I could fix something for us."
"You don't have to go to any trouble Sheri. I can pick up something on the way home."
"Please come over Paul. I would like to talk while we eat. A few more kisses wouldn't hurt either. Mom may be home and you can talk to her too. I think dad is out golfing."
"Oh no. The old go home to meet mother routine." He said while laughing. "I would be honored my dear. Let us adjourn to yon homestead."
I had trouble believing how natural this felt. I had had a couple of boyfriends in the past. But they had never wanted to come over to my house to meet my family. They always wanted to meet elsewhere. I had spent time at one boy's house, but his parents were never there. This was a totally new experience.
We went out the back door and walked over to my house through the back yard. I opened the patio door and walked in. Mom was in the kitchen making coffee.
"Mother, I would like you to meet Paul. He is going to be my steady boyfriend. Paul, this is my mother."
"Hello Mrs. Morgan, I am very glad to meet you. I saw you and your husband last night at the gathering and I found out where Sheri got her beauty. I hope you are willing for us to date."
"Hello Paul, please call me Amanda, I hope you will be here often enough to be comfortable with me. Compliments never hurt and yes, I am willing for you to date my daughter. My husband is not so sure, but he will come around. You are welcome here whenever you want, and if the door is closed I promise to always knock."
I blushed when she said this. I never expected her to be so forthright.
"Thank you Amanda. I hope that I always deserve your trust."
"You are welcome. Would you kids like some lunch? I was just about to make me something to eat."
"Thanks mom, but I promised Paul that I would make him lunch. I'll make you some as well. Would grilled cheese and chips be OK?"
They both nodded yes and so I got out the griddle and turned on the stovetop. While I was working the three of us talked about the dating situation.
"I'm not sure that I am entirely clear on how this dating will work. Would you like to enlighten me Paul?"
"Will do Amanda, as much as I can anyway. As I see it, Sheri and I will be going steady. The difference from normal dating will be that she can trade me for another guy when she wants to, as long as his girlfriend agrees. We may also go on double dates and trade during the date. Some times all four couples will go out together and engage in fun activities. As long as we stay within the group of eight we are not cheating. One of the benefits of this is freedom from disease. We can also experiment sexually while being true to our steady. We will not have to sneak and lie in order to learn new things. I will know that Sheri is in good hands as long as she is with my friends. It may take a little while to get used to, but it will be worth it."
"Are you sure that you can watch her with another man and not get jealous?"
"I'd be lying to you if I said I could. I'm hoping that this will make our relationship stronger, but it could backfire as well. I think that if I am strong enough, it will work."
"I wish I could be as sure as you. Frank and I are worried that Sheri will be unintentionally hurt. We know that you boys would not intend to hurt her, but it may happen anyway."
"If she were to continue to date the jocks, she would definitely be hurt. At least this way she has a chance to be safe, not a guarantee, but a chance. I will do all I can to protect her."
"Thank you Paul, I guess that that is all I can ask for."
Just then I placed a plate in front of mom and leaned over to give her a kiss on the cheek.
"You worry too much mom. Paul and the guys will take good care of me. While I may have sex, it will be at my time and choosing, no rape."
"I know that dear. I'm not worried about your physical safety, just your emotional health. Maybe I'm just jealous. I wish I had had the options you do for my first time. I was sixteen and in love. We were at the drive-in and it was uncomfortable. I was constantly afraid that someone would walk by and see us and didn't even get much out of it. Then the next day he got to school and told all of his friends about it. It was six months before I was willing to date again. I didn't really enjoy sex until I met your father five years later."
"Too much information mom. I know that I enjoy sex, at least what we have done so far. I can only hope that when Paul takes my cherry it will be as good."
Paul blushed when I said that. We took our plates out to the patio and left mom in the kitchen. As I sat down Paul leaned over and kissed me again.
"I can't get enough of that Sheri. You taste so sweet and refreshing. I understand what Robert was talking about when he said that he tried to remember each and every bit in case it never happened again. I have to admit though that if it didn't happen again I would be deeply sad."
"Don't worry hon, I want more of that and much more than that as well. Do you have any idea what we can do tonight? I would like a little private time with you to show you what I have learned since our last date. I'm not sure that I'm ready to go all the way, but I sure want to go very close to that."
"Whatever you want Sheri. We will go just as fast as you are comfortable with, no faster. I want for us to be together for the rest of the year at least, if not longer As for tonight. I have an idea and I need to go and get some things ready now. I'll pick you up at 6."
"6 it is Paul, see you then."
With that Paul went out to his SUV and left. I went in to the house and started thinking about what I would wear tonight. I needed something to knock his socks off; maybe mom and I could go shopping.
"Hey mom, do you have time for a little shopping trip?"
"Not now dear, what did you want to get?"
"I need something kind of special for our first date as steadies."
"I may have what you need. Carol and I did a little shopping last weekend and I got a few new things, which might fit you. In fact I know just the one. Come on into my room and we'll see how it fits."
When mom showed me what she had gotten, I didn't know what to think. These were from Victoria's Secrets and very risqué. The one she had in mind for me was a little red number. It was a short dress with matching bra and thong. Red thigh-high stockings whose tops were barely covered by the dress completed the outfit. I had a pair of short red heels to go with it. This should let Paul know what was on my mind. I wasn't sure about going all the way yet, but I was most definitely horny.
"Thank you mom, but what did you have in mind for wearing something like this? Are you trying to get dad interested again or something?"
"Let's just say or something. Your dad does not need to be made interested again; he never lost interest. But it sometimes helps to try something new to keep the excitement going as it should."
Talk about too much information. I'm not sure I want to know about my parents' sex life; I'm having all I can do to establish my own.
"Mom, will you be upset if I stay the night with Paul? I'm still not sure about going all the way, but I would like to actually sleep with him if it is alright with you."
"It is not alright with me and your father dear, but we understand and we'll try to keep things in perspective. You may stay the night with him; but please be careful and don't do anything you are not comfortable with. Your father and I have plans for tonight as well and you not being here may make things go a little easier for us."
"Thanks mom, I'll try to be careful."
The time seemed to drag; but at six o'clock sharp Paul rang the doorbell.
He looked great in a dark blue blazer with a white knit pullover and grey slacks.
"Wow Sheri, you look fantastic. Here, this is for you."
"Thank you Paul. That is a very nice corsage. Why don't you try to pin it on?"
He fumbled a bit trying to pin the white corsage on my dress without pinning me to it. The dress was tight enough the he had to be very careful. Finally he got it done and led me to his car after telling my mom goodbye.
As we were getting in to the car we saw Robert getting into his mother's Mercedes, obviously going to get Regina. We waved at him and left.
"Where are we going Paul?"
"I have reservations at a very exclusive dinner club where we are going to eat and dance and then watch a movie. Does that sound good to you?"
"It sounds great. I just want to be with you without distractions."
"Well with the way you look tonight, I kind of wish that we were going to be out in public more to show you off. People would think that I hired a model for an escort."
"Flattery will get you every where dear."
I leaned over and kissed him at the next light.
To my great surprise we turned into the driveway at his house.
"Did you forget something Paul?"
"No dear, this is our destination. This is a very exclusive club, only three members. I had our cook do up a very romantic dinner and we will dance out at the pool in the moonlight, and then watch a movie in our family room. I hope that this meets with your approval. I didn't want to share you with anyone tonight."
I felt my panties getting wet at the thought of it being just Paul and I for the whole evening.
"Oh Paul, that is about the most romantic thing I have ever heard."
And it was romantic. As Paul led me into the dining room there was the smell of something very aromatic and appetizing. Dinner was Cornish game hens with white asparagus spears and angel hair pasta with Romano cheese sauce. The table was set with candles and there was soft music playing which seemed to be coming from everywhere.
As we ate we talked about world peace and other ridiculous things. I let him know that I was not going to let things pass me by. I was interested in the world in general and with our politicians in specific. I was pissed off about illegal immigration and the high taxes being spent to garner votes by the politicians in power without regard to those of us in the next generation who would have to pay the bill for all of it. I had never been a wallflower, and I would not be one to please Paul. If he didn't like me as I am; now was the time to find out.
To my delight he agreed with me on the general, just some of the details were different coming from the viewpoint of someone whose father was an influential figure in town.
The conversation was so much fun that I forgot why we were here; until Paul pushed a remote button and the music changed tempo and the lights came up on the pool patio. It was time for dancing and as Paul reached out to take my hand and lead me to the dance floor I was suddenly aware that I was alone with this handsome hunk and he would do whatever I wanted. Right now I wanted him to hold me and dance with me.
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Monday morning I met Regina in the parking lot at school. "What's up sweetcheeks? What have you got planned for me this week and is your bottom ok?" She reached up and gave me a big hug. "I feel fine dear, and this week you will be with Sheri and Marilyn. I will be with Paul." "Can we double date one time? I liked it when we did it before." "Sure we can honey, Paul can't have too much to say against it. Tonight though, I am off the rag and my pussy wants some relief. Can I come...
BOB: Monday morning and I began what seemed to be a normal week at school. I was riding the bus today because mom needed the car to run some errands. I almost had enough money saved to buy my own car, but I was still a couple of months from being able to so for the time being I had to share with mom. She certainly couldn't afford to do much to help out. Her salary as a nurse kept us clothed and fed, but not much more. Dad was supposed to be helping, and for a few years he had, but when he...
Monday morning I picked up Regina on the way to school. She was all over me all the way in and told me everything she and Paul had done during the weekend. "Paul is such a sweetheart Robert. He is so careful in how he uses that big dick of his; if he hadn't been it could have hurt. On Sunday evening we had dinner with his parents, just the four of us. We went out to the hot tub later and I found out where Paul gets that cock. His dad is almost as big as he is but is just as gentle. They...
When I woke up, I felt awful. My head hurt, my sides hurt, my stomach hurt, but most of all, my heart was still broken. I lay there for a while with my eyes closed and tried to figure out where I was. I could hear the beep of a heart monitor somewhere, so that told me that my whore of a wife HAD called 911 in time. Bitch. My next priority was to try to figure out if I was alone or if she was waiting for me to wake up so she could start trying to convince me to be like she was again. There...
I wasn’t interested in hearing Barb’s smug self-congratulations about the house or Cecilia, but I didn’t feel like avoiding the house, so I reluctantly went home. Fortunately, she wasn’t home from her afternoon with Brad, so I changed and went to the gym instead of sticking around. There was a lot of congratulations from the staff and a few of the guys who’d been there to see the carnage. I found out that Hastings was still in the hospital, but was assured that he wasn’t in any danger, just...
She hopped out and came to meet me with a kiss on the cheek suitable for close friends since we were in public. “So what did you want to talk about?” she asked as she led me to the front door. She retrieved the keys from the lock-box and opened the door. “Partly, I wanted to tell you about the rest of my day last night,” I told her, “but I also wanted to bring up a suggestion that Barb made. I told her that the two of us probably wouldn’t have a chance to get together for more than...
I followed her back to her place and when she pulled into the driveway, there was another car there. I wondered whether it was a second car she kept, as I parked next to the curb, but someone got out of the car to meet her. I got out and wondered what was going on when I saw the look on her face. “What are you doing here, Martin?” she asked angrily, slamming her car door. Ah. The ex-husband. “I came to talk to you,” he said, looking back and forth between the two of us as I approached. “Can...
She let me go after that and I decided that it was late enough to make my next call. I knew a guy who worked out at the gym that did investigation services. “Otto,” I said when he answered. “Sorry to call you so early, but I need your help. Are you free?” “No, but I’m easy,” he joked in his thick German accent. We chuckled a bit at that and I got to the point. “Otto, my wife’s fucking around on me. I want so much evidence that I can hand her a ten pound book of pictures and a full spindle...
The next morning, I got up late and called Cecilia. “Hey, Stud,” she said sweetly. “How’re you feeling today?” “A little hung-over,” I admitted. “You talk to Princess Barb today?” “Oh yeah!” she said enthusiastically. “She told me about your talk last night and the promises you got out of her. You know she’s gonna fail them, right?” she asked. “I knew before I asked,” I told her. “You think you can get around to driving past the house on your way home from work while I’m away? I just want...
Fight day. I was nervous as Hell. I played the clip of Brad shooting his mouth off a couple of times to give myself a reminder that someone needed to hurt tonight. Then I went for a sensible breakfast and a light workout in the gym. I felt good and there were a lot of reasons for that. I was getting locked in the cage tonight. I was looking forward to it. I was trained for it and my new strategy would victimize anyone that watched my old fight clips. Ganju had worked on my strike accuracy and...
I turned in and spent the next morning getting ready. I dug my cash out of my luggage where I’d stashed it in case I’d decided to hire a working girl. I went down to breakfast and ate by myself. I suspected Ganju had found himself a reason to like Vegas and I wasn’t about to take him away from that for the sake of an early breakfast. So long as he was here by ten, we were good. I went back to my room and packed my bathroom kit, took a careful look around the room and then closed my luggage...
When the alarm went off the next morning, she got up right away and bounded off to the shower. I flossed and used plenty of mouthwash since I was temporarily without a toothbrush. I made a note to buy one when I was out today. “What time is the bed being delivered?” I asked while I was waiting my turn in the shower. “They couldn’t be specific, but afternoon,” she said from inside the stall. We could have both fit and we had in the past, but that past was distant, so I waited for my...
It was well after midnight when Barb came in. I heard her open the door and went out to see what shape she was in. She was creeping up the stairs, trying not to make a lot of noise. Then she saw me and she stopped dead. She was a mess. Her hair was tangled, her make-up was smeared, her blouse was buttoned wrong, the stockings she wore this morning were just gone. I can only imagine what shape they’d been in. The worst though was the fresh cum on her face. I didn’t say a word. It was a lot of...
When the alarm went off, I rolled out of bed and looked at her prone form. I was tempted to put on another condom and bang her ass again, but I slapped her ass sharply to get her started instead. She jumped and shrieked in shock at the spanking, reaching back to rub her cheek as she came awake slowly. She looked at me strangely and I ignored her. “You have time to shower,” I told her before I went to make something to eat. I put on coffee and then made myself a bowl of oatmeal. Once it was...
She still wasn’t home, but it was early for her. I rattled around the kitchen, looking to see if there was anything I could make for dinner. There was some chicken in the freezer, so I took it out to defrost and knew I had enough to make a stir-fry. That was relatively easy to make. A bag of frozen vegetables, my own secret sauce and whatever meat I had on hand. I served it over rice and it was usually a hit. I hadn’t made it in a while though. Not since Cecilia and Marty got back together,...
Cecilia and Marty followed me down and told me they’d meet me at Walmart to help with my shopping. “You’re still in shock. Why don’t you let me or Marty drive?” I gave her my keys and we took two cars to the local Super-Center to trawl their grocery department. We each got a cart and Sissy shrugged. “We need a few things too,” she said lightly. We chatted as we shopped, or more accurately, they talked while I did my best to brood. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. “Sissy, why did you want...
I didn’t like the sound of that and I found myself wishing I’d thought to stock a liquor cabinet in the house here. We sat on the couch while Sissy took a chair and looked us over. “Barb is still moving gingerly, if not nearly as bad as yesterday. All the ladies in the office have noticed and there are a few that you might consider that Barb didn’t have on her list.” I shrugged. “That’s a topic we can get to later, unless that’s the big news.” “Not hardly,” she smirked. “Brad and Barb had a...
I woke with a start and felt the bed shift beside me. I was confused at where I was and who was with me for a long moment. “Jane?” I whispered when I’d figured it out. “You were having nightmares,” she said softly. She was wearing a long sleep-shirt and she climbed under the covers with me. We settled down and I pulled her against me. It felt good to share a bed again. My daytime adventures with Doris didn’t count since we were just using the bed for sex. I wrapped my arms around her from...
He offered me his hand with a smile that I would have taken for friendly, if I hadn’t known exactly who he was. I shook his hand and resisted the urge to crush his fingers. Instead, I gave him the same handshake I gave everyone else. He introduced Doris to us as an afterthought. He was watching me with some amusement that told me that I’d sold the fiction that I didn’t know who he was. I gave Doris a very warm greeting suitable for someone I’d just met. She was as amused by the performance as...
I was saved from further debate by Barb returning and she wasn’t alone. “John, Mom, Dad,” she said. “This is Cathy. She works in the office with me.” All three of us greeted Cathy pleasantly. She was a slender, pretty brunette with brown eyes and a slightly tan complexion that hinted that she might have a trace of Hispanic heritage to her credit. This was clearly Barb’s prime choice and she sat her next to me while she pulled a chair from a nearby table and crowded in beside her...
My smile broadened, seeing her standing there. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” I told her, “same as this morning. Though, I definitely approve of the dress.” “It’s not too much?” she asked, looking down at herself. “It’s perfect,” I told her. “You’re perfect. Let’s go dance,” I suggested. “Is Barb still kicking around?” she asked. “Barb, who?” I asked, making her snicker. “Barb, who is about to be replaced,” she supplied. “I think she’s here,” I said lightly. I was...
“We DID think of everything,” she told me and put it aside for now. She dug a plastic bag out of it and started pulling things out of it. First came a box of condoms and then she had a bottle of KY. She put both on the table beside the bed. “I want what Barb got,” she announced. “I want you to have to carry me to breakfast tomorrow.” I watched her and chuckled. I came to her and wrapped my arms around her from behind. Her perfume was intoxicating and the feel of her in my arms was pure...
We were clear of the desk just as Cecilia and Marty got off the elevators. Cecilia took one look at Jane and grinned dazzlingly. She came over to her and wrapped her arms around her. “How’re you doing?” she asked, kissing her cheek as they hugged. “So sore!” Jane groaned. “So worth it.” They laughed together at that and Marty went to check out with a knowing smirk for me before he went to the desk. Barb and her parents appeared a few minutes later, still wearing last night’s formal attire....
The next morning, we got up and showered with a minimum of fuss, made breakfast and lingered over coffee while we waited for Doris to text. “So are you really okay with what I’ve been up to with Doris?” I asked wanting to make sure before we started the day. “Yeah,” she said simply. “You told me that it’s a revenge thing and not likely to keep up for long once the divorces are signed. Besides, I’m not gonna be totally without sex. I won’t see other guys, but my roommate and I sometimes sleep...
After they left, I dished out some fresh ice cream for the four of us, finishing off what I had in the freezer, much to Doris’s amusement. “You actually went out and bought an ice cream maker?” she laughed. “I didn’t think you would.” “We most certainly did. We tested it out yesterday. If we hadn’t run you dry this morning, we’d be interested in getting a supply to make more,” Jane said proudly. Brad loved the ice cream and the rest of us agreed. By the time we were done, it was time to...
The next morning, we were up early and both of us decided to hit the gym before we braved the stores or did anything else. I kept an eye on her and found myself extremely aroused by watching her muscles work as she ran on the treadmill. I’d never really gotten that vibe from anyone at the gym before, but watching her body move, her muscles flex and relax as she ran, I found myself fascinated and quietly wishing she was naked. She must have felt my gaze because she turned her head to look at...
Christmas morning started with a phone call. I reluctantly got out of bed and looked for my pants, finding them in the hall. I dug my phone out and answered the call. “Hi, Mom,” I said sleepily, walking down the hall to the kitchen to talk. It was early, but my mother loved Christmas. Today was her Superbowl. She had a big gathering there in Phoenix every year, so she was probably calling me between getting the turkey in the oven and starting on the sides that hadn’t been prepared...