A Little Getaway: A Sherri Polo Adventure

Ch. 12 Rewards and Consequences

** Mature Content Warning - I really went in with this one. My thought process is not just to use descriptive words to arouse but because if you have never been with someone before you're going to think about it in depth. Sometimes you overthink it. You're going to notice things about their bodies and their reactions. So with this pairing, and thinking from "their" perspectives, I thought it was appropriate to do.   Hope you enjoy!

Sherri's POV:

"So you fucked me because he was with another woman? Thanks," she says angrily.

I grab her arm as she starts to get up and pull her back down.

"No, I fucked you because I wanted to. We've been dancing around it the last two days and this just made the decision easier. I think it would have happened regardless."

"Well I guess we'll never know now."

She gets up and takes her robe off the dresser and puts it on. I have nothing to say that will make her feel better so I just watch her as she goes to the fridge and takes out a bottle of wine. Grabbing a glass she walks out onto the patio and sits in one of the lounge chairs.  I put my hands over my face and start to cry. What have I done?

Suddenly my phone rings.

I look at it. It's Kamar. I wipe my face and quickly pull myself together.

"Hello?"

"Sherri, baby, what's going on? You called earlier and we must have had a bad signal."

I cringe when he calls me baby. It just doesn't have the same meaning anymore.

"I, uh... I'm going to stay here until Sunday. We got a great deal on two more nights, and um, yeah... we're going to stay."

"God damn it Sherri! You know I wasn't happy with the couple days you were going. And then you were coming home early and now you're staying longer? Come on! I miss you. The boys miss you. What the hell is going on?"

"Nothing is going on. We're just having a good time and we want to stay longer."

"You know if I didn't know any better I'd say you're sleeping with her."

Silence.

"Sherri... tell me you're not sleeping with her."

Silence.

"I heard her Kamar. I heard her call you baby."

Silence. This time on his end.

"Well okay then. I guess we'll see you Sunday."

Teri's POV:

I sit in the chair by the pool and pour myself a glass of wine which I drink down immediately. I pour a second glass, but this one I take my time with. Did she have sex with me because she wanted to or was it in retaliation to Kamar being with another woman?

We had been playing this game since we got here. She wanted me. I knew that with 100% certainty. But would she have given in if he hadn't pushed her? My eyes fill with tears as the frustration of this overwhelms me. What do we do now?

About a half an hour passes and I hear her come out before I see her. She has put her robe back on and her hair is a mess but my God was she fucking sexy. I was so confused and frustrated. I needed to keep it together. She walks to the end of my chair and sits down putting her hand on my knee and I feel my middle clench. Oh God she was going to be the death of me.

"I was hurt and I was angry. I admit it. I heard her voice and I saw red. And when I hung up I was furious. But then I looked at you. I looked at you and that all went away. All I could feel was the frustration from trying not to touch you  and I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't control what was happening with him. But I could control what was happening here. And I wanted you. I still want you."

I put my wine glass down and put my arms out to her. She crawls up and lays down next to me in my arms. We kiss gently and soothingly. Lips and hands rub and smooth and caress. We stay like that for a while before she finally moves to stand up. Taking my hands she helps me up and she leads me back into the villa to the bedroom.

She sits down on the bed then pulls me in front of her between her legs. I put my hands on her shoulders and play with her hair. She leans her head forward and rests her forehead against my stomach and my hands go to the back of her head smoothing and caressing her hair.

Looking up she locks eyes with me and I hold her stare. Slowly her hands move up and she unties the belt of my robe. I am naked before her as she pushes my robe open and I gasp out loud. She brings her fingers to her mouth and continues to look me in the eye as she sucks on them. My hands move back to her shoulders and I grab her robe in my fists. She puts one hand on my hip as she brings the other one between my legs and begins running her wet fingers through my slit. I cry out and close my eyes but she pulls her hand away.

Sherri's POV:

I want her to look at me while I'm touching her. I want there to be absolutely no mistake that I am making love to her now because I want to. Not because I'm angry, or jealous, or trying to exact revenge. But because I have never craved someone like I craved her.

"Look at me T," I command. "Open your eyes and look at me. I have no idea what I'm doing so I want you to look at me and let me know if I'm doing anything wrong. Got it?"

She nods her head then shudders as I bring my hand back between her legs.  She is so wet and her clit is so hard. I've never touched a woman like this before today but I knew what I liked and imagined it would be somewhat similar.

I tried to think back on the drunken conversations we had when we would talk about our sex lives (or lack there of) and discussed what we liked and didn't like.   And then I remembered she said she liked a lot of stimulation. She especially liked oral.

"Do you want me to put my mouth on you?," I ask nervously. I'm nervous because I've never done this before and I'm nervous that I might freak her out. Touching each other with hands was one thing. Putting my mouth on her was so much more intimate. What if I didn't like it? What if she didn't like it? What if we both didn't like it?  I guess we wouldn't know unless we tried.

"Only if you want to," she consents as she swallows hard.

I put my left hand on her ass to hold her in place then I bring up my other hand up to her mound and spread her lips open with my thumb and index finger.

The vagina is such a complicated thing. There were so many folds and valleys and creases that if I didn't have one of my own I might not know where to begin. Luckily I can easily identify the important parts. She has a visible little clit that just peaks out of its hood and I lean forward and swipe across it with just the tip of my tongue. I notice the texture and the taste which is almost nonexistent. I dip my tongue back in and flick back and forth across it, up and down and side to side. I feel her grip my robe tighter so I keep doing this and then she begins moving her hips against me. She feels and tastes interesting against my tongue. I swear I can feel her pulse as I flatten my tongue and hold it against her just putting pressure. One of her hands goes into my hair and she pulls gently. I keep my tongue on her as I move my hand off of her ass and slip it between her legs and push the back of her knee up with the crook of my arm. She grips my hair and my shoulder tighter to keep her balance as I bring her foot up to rest by my hip on the bed. She is more open to me this way as I pull the hard bundle of nerves between my lips and suck her softly with my tongue pushing against it. She shudders and bucks against me as I bring my hands back up to her ass and press her closer to my mouth. She's so wet and her legs are shaking as I suck on her. It doesn't take long for her to cum and I can feel her contracting against my mouth and hands. I continue to lick and suck on her until she finally pushes me away not able to take any more stimulation. I lean back slightly, and pull her down to straddle my lap. She rests her head on my shoulder, breathing heavily, and trembling as I run my hands all over her hips and back.

Finally, she looks at me and kisses my mouth that is still wet with her juices. She is too dazed from her orgasm to notice or to even care.

"You know," she finally says, "there are eleven different ways that a woman can orgasm. And that was just one of them. Why don't I show you another way?"