Chim- Can she fix it? YES SHE CAN

Chapter 25

A couple of hours later Sarah and Nadine have both gone to bed leaving Kimberley and Nicola with Joan in the front room as Cheryl and Garry catch-up over a few lagers in the kitchen.

“I still can’t believe it” Garry states with a grin, “you came here to build an extension for a swimming pool and ended up fcuking Kimberley Walsh! I’ve gotta hand it to you Chezza, nice work!”

He taps his can against his sister’s before taking another swig and leaning forward with a naughty glint in his eyes.

“I bet she gives really good head eh, what with those lips an all…”

“Wellll…” Cheryl chuckles, “let’s just say I’ve never met anyone who can suck the filling from a Walnut Whip so expertly”

She gives him a wink and they start laughing.

“Am I missing something funny?”

Both siblings jump as Kimberley strolls into the kitchen, an empty wineglass in her hand.

“Your mam wanted a top up” she explains, smiling at Garry as he looks at her shyly, “you can relax I’m not going to eat you”

She unscrews the top from the bottle of wine, pouring another generous measure into Joan’s glass.

“And definitely not like a Walnut Whip” she adds with a knowing grin.

“I…err…I mean we…we didn’t mean any offence” Garry stammers.

Kimberley wraps her free arm round Cheryl, giving the blushing Geordie’s bum a firm squeeze.

“Oh none taken, I’m glad my talents are so appreciated, maybe we can get some more practise in later babe”

“I’ll…erm…leave you to it” Garry mumbles, taking the wine from the Bradfordian, “go and see what mam’s up to like”

“Aww…bless him being all embarrassed” Kimberley beams as the little Geordie disappears into the living room.

“It’s you teasing him” Cheryl smiles, taking the older woman’s other arm and wrapping it round her waist, “I’m so happy it’s going well babe, they seem to really like you”

“You think?” Kimberley asks hopefully.

“Yeah trust me, me mam’s not one to mince her words, you’d know if she didn’t like you”

“Sounds scary” 

“Aye she can be but don’t worry I’ve a good feeling about this”

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The next morning…

“She‘s a beauty” Joan comments as Kimberley brings Sappho to a halt in front of the stables, “I didn’t know you kept horses”

“Only Sappho” Kimberley replies, climbing down off the horse and giving its head an affectionate stroke, “I’ve been trying to talk Cheryl into having a ride but she seems reluctant”

“Aye, she’s a bit afraid of them on the quiet, she got bitten once when we were on holiday see.  She was only tiny and the horse must’ve mistaken her little green mittens for an apple or something, it sent her hysterical”

“Aww” Kimberley coos at the mental image of kiddie Cheryl, “she never said”

“You know how proud she is, she’d never admit it but I think we‘ve more chance of getting Cheryl in a ball gown than a pair of jodhpurs”

“That’s true” the Bradfordian agrees, smiling as pleasant memories from the start of their relationship resurface.

Cheryl might’ve disliked the idea of climbing onto a horse herself but she certainly approved of Kimberley in jodhpurs.  Many was the time that she’d got back from a early morning ride only to have the Geordie drag her into the wet room, slowly peeling the clingy garment down before bending her over and licking her into delirium.  It’d got so frequent that Kimberley had started going commando, enjoying the extra frisson of excitement every time she rode knowing Cheryl was eagerly awaiting her return.

“Ahem” 

Joan clears her throat and Kimberley feels her face heat up, a thrill between her thighs at the graphic thoughts filling her head.

“Sorry, I…er…drifted off for a moment there! I could really do with a shower but would you like to see the pool first?”

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“Your mum helped me with these” Kimberley states later as Cheryl and the others begin tucking into the large plates of sandwiches laid out on the dining room table.

“Got to reward the hungry workers” Joan smiles.

“Where’s Garry?” Cheryl asks, taking a huge bite of cheese and pickle.

Sarah sniggers, nudging Nadine in the ribs.

“Bet he’s upstairs rifling through Kimberley’s sexy undercrackers and reminiscing about the good old days!”

She mimes a wanking gesture with her hand and Joan shoots her a disapproving glare as the other girls’ pull faces.

“Ooh sorry” the blonde raises her hands in surrender, “I was only joking, don’t kill me!”

“Yeah” Cheryl chips in with an amused look, “jokes about me brother…masturbating…to a room full of lesbians trying to eat sandwiches…oh and to me mam too…great idea Saz!”

She gives the blonde a sarcastic thumbs up and a grin just as Garry walks in.

“Alright, any of those sarnies going?” 

“Yes love, help yourself, where’ve you been?” Joan pats the space beside her and Garry grabs a handful of butties before sitting down.

“Oh I’ve been with the horse”

Sarah coughs and shovels a handful of crisps into her mouth, suppressing the urge to come out with another, even ruder, wisecrack as the phone starts ringing.

“I’ll get it” Kimberley states, walking through to the hall and picking up the phone.

“Hello…oh hi mum…..you’re coming round…what right now?!”