A Little Getaway: A Sherri Polo Adventure

Ch. 7 It's The End of the World As We Know It (Day Two)

Teri's POV:

I hear the shower shut off and I close my eyes and sigh. I keep one hand on my bare stomach and put the other behind my head. A few minutes later she walks in the room dressed in a white bath robe and my breath catches. I've always been aware of how stunning she is but now that we are both aware that there is a mutual attraction my body allows me to react to it accordingly.

"Fuck," I mouth as I stare at her. I can't help it. She looks at me and the tension in the room thickens.

Sherri's POV:

She's laying on the bed with her hand on her perfectly toned stomach and I feel my groin tighten.

This is fucking insane.

Just hours ago things were completely normal and now they were spinning out of control.

I know I shouldn't tempt fate but I can't help it. This is a dangerous game with everything at stake but I can't help but to want to play it.

I turn my back to her and drop my robe as I pick my bag up off the floor and look for my night shirt.  I know she is watching me and I'm purposely trying to bait her. It's not like we haven't been naked around each other before. We shared a trailer and have been on vacation together before. It was never a big deal.

Until now. 

I know that she is looking at me differently. And part of me wants her too. But the other part...  it knows that this is just wrong.

You have a husband. You have babies.  She is your best friend. Your soul mate. Do you want to risk that?  My inner voice booms over my desire and I'm shaken back to reality.  

Quickly I pull on my night shirt and slip a fresh pair of underwear on before grabbing my comb and going into the living room to comb it out.

Teri's POV:

The Next Morning...

I open my eyes and the sun is just coming up. Sherri is not in the bed but I know she was there at some point.  I get up and walk into the living room. She has her bag on the kitchen table and she's putting the last of her belongings in it.  She is on the phone.

"Yeah baby, I'll be home in a few hours. No, Teri's not feeling well and I just miss you and the bebes."

She has already made coffee so I walk over to the coffee pot and fix myself a cup to take out onto the patio.

"Okay, I love you too," I hear her say as I take a seat at the table by the pool. I stare at the ocean and keep my eyes fixed on the horizon as I hear her come out.

"I'm leaving."

I don't acknowledge her as she says this. I just keep staring.

"You know I can't stay. This is...  it's too much.  I have a life. I have marriage and a husband and two little boys...  I can't risk that. I won't risk that. Not even for you.  They are everything to me.  Can you understand that?"

I still don't look at her. I'm afraid I'm going to say something I am going to regret.

"Don't speak to me. Okay Polo. I get it. You have nothing to lose. Why would you care?"

"Nothing to lose?" I finally spit out. "Nothing to lose?  Apparently you don't know me at all. I have EVERYTHING to lose. I love you more than anyone I have ever known in my entire life besides my own children. You are not only my best friend you are my everything. But if you're too blind to see that than just fucking leave. Run away. Because that's going to make everything better.  I hope you have a nice life."

"You know what fuck you!" she shouts as she goes back inside.

"Isn't that what got us here in the first place?" I scream taunting her.

"Fuck!" I yell as I hear the front door slam. I slam my coffee cup down and curl my legs up to my chest. The emotions are now overwhelming and I can't stop the crying. What was I going to do now?

Minutes pass, and I hear my phone ringing so I wipe my face and get up to go answer it. I walk into the living room and I jump as I see her standing with her back against the door. She looks at me. Completely defeated.

"I couldn't leave. I tried, but I just couldn't."

Suddenly we are both moving towards each other and we crash into a tight embrace. Her arms are locked tightly around my waist and my arms are around her neck.  We are both sobbing and apologizing, touching, soothing. I move my hands up and cup her face.

"I'm sorry love. I'm so sorry."

"I'm sorry too. I love you," she says pressing her lips firmly to mine.

"I love you too," I murmur kissing her back. Again. And again. And again. She's kissing my lips. My cheeks. My nose. My entire face. Until she pulls back cupping my face.

"I love you" she says one final time before kissing me one more time. Deeply. Passionately. Tenderly. And we both know that now there is just no going back.