Another Chance (BWWM)

Part 6

Sorry it took me too long to make this update, I had a critical case of writers block. Everything I wrote seemed wrong. Anyways, enjoy our favorite couple! 😉
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   Coming back from their relationship therapist, Sherry laid her keys on the counter, heading straight into the kitchen to grab a snack. It was pitiful. She thought that after Garett's "confession" they would be right on-track, but they seemed to hate each other less, and avoid each other more.
I feel like I'm failing in my marriage once again. Dr. Clara's words were reverberating in her head.

The therapist had concluded that the couple needed to spend time together. She scheduled that at least 2 things needed to be done together. Watching TV together, going out for a walk, etc. Clara made sure to mention taking these things slow, she wanted the couple to go slow, and not rush into sex. She said "The bedroom has a bad aura for the two of you, we have to go slow, and fill the bedroom with a loving aura."

Sherry grabbed a bag of chips, finding a seat on her couch. It was the one thing she loved more than anything. The plush leather took her worries away, her back settling into the black leather paradise. She let out a small sigh.

The couch sank, another groan let out. Sherry opened her eyes to see Garett grabbing the remote. Before she could get up a deep voice cried out to her-

"Don't leave. Sherry we haven't talked in a long time, or even spent time together."

"Well whose fault is that?"

"Please Sherry, I'll do anything, just don't leave."  Garett's words saddened her, making her feel like a horrible person, and she knew she was being one.

"Fine, but not for long."

She plopped on the couch, taking a seat far away from the auburn haired man. An old comedy was playing, about an lose man traveling to New York with his wife. It's cute. It was chilly in the living room, Sherry had goosebumps on her skin. Garret though, had a large blanket wrapped around his waist, chuckling along with the movie. She wanted to share the cover with him, but didn't want to make things awkward. God I can't even share a blanket with my husband, I really am a middle schooler over again.

Sherry inched toward her husband, trying to think of something to say.

"Garret do you mind-"
Before she could answer he slid half of the blanket over to her side. She draped the covers over herself. Testing her husband, she leaned into his side, loving the smell of him. Sherry thought of the good times they had watching movies together. She even remembered their first time having sex, it was on the couch.

It was 3 years ago. We were sitting on the couch, the start of our honeymoon. Garett insisted that we watch a movie together. He set up the DVD, the wine on the table. It was an erotic movie. My jump of surprise made Garett chuckle.

"Garett what are you doing?"

"Sherry. Why don't you sit in my lap and watch the movie? Like we always do?"

Apprehensively I sat in his lap, his hands resting between my thighs. Surprisingly, the movie wasn't crude. It showed a women in her wedding dress sitting on her husbands lap in their bed. When the husband suckled the woman's neck, Garett did the same. Soon my moans were mirroring her own. I ground my hips harder into Garett, a soft curse leaving his lips. Soon the tv was off, and his thick auburn hair in between my legs. Clothes were splayed on the floor, in a half hazard heap. My back was arched, grinding my core deeper into his face, my moans loud.

Sherry reeled from the flashback. To her astonishment she was wet, her core tingling in arousal. She looked towards Garett happy to find him still distracted by the movie.  Sherry inched toward Garett, finally landing on his lap.