Sherry's Great Mistake!

Sherry raises her little ass off the seat to help Angela pull her panties down and off her legs. Angela puts the garment to her nose to take in her friend's sweet-musky aroma. Sherry's panties are moist from the excitement of playing with her friend. Angela slides her hands over her friend's legs, hips and stomach, before touching her sex with her fingertips. The pretty blonde moans and squeals into a little quiver of her own.

The girls lay back, apart, look at each other and laugh. Then in a deathly quiet moment, they look into each other's eyes basking in the deep feeling each childhood friend has for the other. The girls straighten themselves out, give each other a quick kiss with a loud "smack" and drive back to Angela's house. Terry is home watching TV, waiting for his wife. The girls both give him a kiss on opposite cheeks, and run giggling into the bathroom.

They both use the same warm, damp cloth to clean themselves up for their husbands. Angie pulls another pair of panties out her her bureau. They both rejoin Terry and as Sherry moves toward the door to leave, Terry gets up to open the door for her. Sherry hugs Terry, kisses him on the cheek next to his mouth, and says goodnight. Then she whispers to him,

"Fuck you wife, Terry!"

He laughs and nods. Angela joins Terry and Sherry at the door, and puts her arm around her husband's waist as Sherry leaves. Michael is in bed when she arrives home, and she takes off her dress, her bra, moist panties, and stockings, and slides in with Michael. She kisses him, waking him and breathes into his ear,

"Fuck your wife, Michael!"

He stirs with a smile and does just that! For the next hour, they make love and cuddle together until morning. Sherry lies in Michael's arms thinking about the images Angela put on her phone ... images of Jason, and images of Angela with that large cock sliding into her. She reaches down and puts her hand on her stomach. She slides it down further, jitters a little and falls asleep.

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Part 02, Sherry weakens:

Sherry gets up before Michael, and makes breakfast for them. She is wearing only a bib apron, to give her husband a little thrill. Michael plays along when he comes out, and creeps up behind her and slides his arms around her onto her stomach, then under the bib portion of her apron and plays with her tits, her amazing puffy nipples. Sherry reaches back, pulling Michael's head close enough to give him a kiss.

Michael unzips his jeans, pulls out his six and a half inch cock and teases her crack with it, sliding it between her legs. Sherry reaches down and fingers the tip of Michael's cock, sticking out the front, feeling it harden. She bends forward and guides it into her already moist pussy. Placing her head on the counter, she lets Michael take her from behind.

She feels the thickness of Michael's cock filling her up as he slides in and out of her with an increasing pace until he is pounding his pretty wife hard. She mouth is open and Michael can hear her "Oh, oh, oh..." with each thrust in. She squeals and shudders into a nice morning orgasm, and after a few more strokes, Michael jams it into her deep and comes inside her.

He holds his petite blond wife as they both recover. He whispers breathily into her ear,

"What else is for Breakfast honey?"

She laughs and says, "Eggs, hash browns, grits ... me!"

They sit at the table with Michael still admiring her near state of undress, and Sherry says,

"Remember darling, my company is having our summer picnic at the lake on Saturday, so put Harry in charge at the shop, and be there!"

"Alright honey, no problem."

Before Saturday, Sherry calls Angie to make sure that she and Terry will be at the picnic, since Sherry is one of the organizers. Angie tells her that they will be and after a pause, Sherry quietly asks her if she is okay.

"I called him Sherry! The guy from the bar ... I called him!"

"Oh no, Angie ... you didn't!"

"Yeah honey, I did. His name is Drake! We did it!"

"Drake, like a male duck?" Sherry asks.

"No, Drake like tall, strong, and handsome, with a nine-inch cock!"

"Nine? Really?"

"Yup!"

"Oh my God! You have to call me back after supper tonight and give my all the details! Better yet, you and Terry come over for supper tonight. That way Michael and Terry can watch the game, if there is one on, and we can talk out in the patio!"

"Okay, we will be over about six."

"Good! I'll put a ham in, and you bring some kind of casserole or other. See you later my little darling! Oh ... d-did you get pictures?"

"Okay I'll bring something, and yes ... he let me take pictures! Here, I'm sending them to you!"

"Oh God, Angela! Yes, please send them!"

Sherry is very jittery with the anticipation of some more sexy pictures from Angie. She works on the company financial statements the rest of the afternoon, and takes off early to get dinner started. She calls Michael to remind him that Angie and Terry are coming over for dinner and not to be late. When she gets home, she runs into the bathroom to look over the new pictures from Angie!

Drake is indeed very handsome, and powerfully built. She sees a short video showing Drake's nine inches sliding in and out of her pretty, green-eyed friend. Sherry is amazed at how much Drake stretches Angela's little pussy to accommodate his monster cock. She plays and replays the little video several times, as she masturbates to a very jittery orgasm, shuddering all over.

She is breathing hard and says to herself, "God, what that must feel like! (she tries to stick four fingers into her pussy to stretch it) Maybe I should let Angie set me up with Jason, or even Drake."

Drake is more handsome, with a better build than Jason. She is getting close to deciding to try it just once in her life, so she will talk to Jason at the picnic, since he and Amy are invited. She vows to discuss it with Angela tonight when the boys are otherwise engaged with beer and basketball.

She murmurs to herself before she steps into the shower, "I want this!"

She showers, and dons in a nice dress. She decides not to wear panties since she is not really going anywhere, and she wants to feel sexy tonight. "Michael will love it!" she thinks.

She has a little smirk on her face as she prepares the ham with cloves and a brown sugar glaze, and puts it in the oven. She tosses together a salad, and prepares a tray of snacks like olives, celery and carrot sticks with ranch dressing for a dip. She is humming happily, as she works. Michael comes in while she is working, slides his hands around her tiny waist, kisses her on the neck, and gives her a couple of pats on her behind. Then curious, he feels her ass a little. Sherry anticipates his next question and says,

"I'm not wearing any darling! I just want to feel sexy for my handsome boy!"

Michael slides his hands up her dress and onto her naked ass but she brushes it away saying,

"Darling, wait until later! You'll get your chance, I'm busy here! Why don't you open a couple of bottles of wine to breathe?"

Michael grumbles, but does as his wife asks as she yells after him, "Thank you dear!"

With the dinner approaching readiness, Terry and Angela arrive. Michael hands Terry a beer, and Angela comes into the kitchen saying,

"Hey you little slut, what are you up to?" Then she pats her on the ass as Michael did. She smiles and says,

"Ohhh, someone is a naughty girl! Someone is not wearing (then she whispers) ... knickers!"

"Well how about you Angie darling, what would I find under your cute little dress? What are you packing my love?" Sherry asks.

"Mmm, nuthin'"

Then she giggles as she hugs Sherry, pushes her hips into Sherrie's with their mounds rubbing against each other.

"C'mon you little hoe, help me get this stuff on the table ... the guys are probably chewing on the furniture by now!" Sherry says to her pantiless friend.

The dinner goes well, and the wine flows freely as Michael opens another couple of bottles. Since they are not going anywhere tonight and Michael invites Terry and Angie to stay over, no one worries about getting very loose. After the girls clear the dishes, Sherry pulls Angela out onto the patio as the boys settle down at the TV.

"Okay honey, spill!" Sherry say, wanting all the details of her tryst with Drake.

She looks into the house to be sure that the boys are out of earshot, and starts,

"Sherry darling, he was amazing! He is smart, he is charming, and God, he is so strong and his cock is amazingly long and thick—it had to be at least nine inches! I couldn't even begin to get me hand around it! We went to a 'no-tell motel" and he undressed me and carried me to the bed. He told me that my green eyes were mesmerizing and he has to have me." She takes another sip,

"God, Sherry I was so jittery, so turned on! It hurt at first as he started to push it into me, but when he held both of my butt cheeks in one of his strong hands, and slid into me, I came twice before he had it halfway in me. He worked it in a bit at a time, past the pain until it felt amazing. To have your pussy stretched that much with that huge, heavily veined, throbbing muscle inside you is ... there is no other way to say it ... life-altering darling! Sherry, you have to do this, even if it is only once!"

Sherry drained her wine glass and continued to listen intently. Angie continued,

"Pretty soon, he was pounding me pretty good, and I spread my legs so wide my hips hurt! He was inside me all the way Sherry! Do you get that? I had a nine-inch monster cock all the way inside my body! I could feel the tickling from his huge hairy balls on my little ass! God, honey, I was in heaven!"

"I was screaming at him to fuck me over, and over telling him to jam it in harder. When he started to stiffen, I screamed at him telling him to come inside me, 'Give it all to me!' I think I said! God, I felt like such a total whore!" She drained her glass as well and said,

"Shit, honey, he just came, and came, and came for a long time. I thought I was going to burst with all of his jism inside me! I think I actually lost consciousness when he was pounding me, and I was babbling when we finished. He held me with his cock still inside me, and stroked my hair. He was so sweet and calming, I felt like a baby. I cried and cried with joy when he held me in his arms. I have to have Drake in my life, I have to have him Sherry!" Then she said,

"Also, he asked about you later, 'that cute little blonde with the amazing blue eyes' I think he said. So I gave him your number at work!"

"You gave him my number? Angela!"

"Honey, when he calls—and he will call—just set up a lunch with him. Just to see how it goes, that is not being unfaithful, is it?"

"Well, I guess not. A lunch is okay."

"Good honey, let's check on the boys!" Angela says noticing that her friend seems to be completely stunned, and maybe a little turned on.

The girls walk in to the living room and Sherry brings another bottle of wine. When she bends over to fill Terry's glass, she feels a little dizzy. She fills Michael's glass and the turns to set the bottle down and to click off the TV, so they can talk. By the time she turns back, Angie had already situated herself on Michael's lap, so she sat on Terry's lap.

They often do this when it is just the four of them in such a casual setting, and kissing and touching the other wife is not a big deal to them. They even traded wives on rare occasions, but not for sex, just for dinner and clubbing. Sherry would be Terry's date, and Angela, Michael's!

Angie is completely wasted with all the wine; she almost tripped coming in. Michael likes Angela's attention, as Terry does, Sherry's. But, with all the wine anything might happen. Angie wiggles her cute little butt against Michael, and says,

"Oooh, Michael! Someone is happy to have me on his lap!"

Sherry reaches under her butt and slides her hand over Terry's seven inches and giggles,

"Same here honey, I think your husband wants me Angela darling! What do you think of that?"

Angela answers by reaching around and kissing Michael passionately, and so does Sherry with her friend's husband. They are all so drunk, that they are starting a dangerous game ... Angie with Michael and Sherry with Terry. Michael and Angela are making out as Michael turns off the light behind the sofa.

Sherry reaches over Terry brushing her breasts in his face to turn off the light behind their chair. As she settles in straddling Terry, he slides the shoulder straps of her dress off her shoulders, pushing it, and her bra down exposing her lovely breasts.

He kisses her as he plays with her breasts and sucks her puffy areolas into his lips, making her nipples stand very erect. He smiles at her when he notices that, and continues to play with her nipples as she lets out a guttural moan. Angie is straddling Michael grinding her cunt into his crotch as she mauls his mouth with hers. Her dress is unbuttoned all the way to her navel, and she is not wearing a bra so Michael is massaging her ample breasts as he kisses back. Sherry pushes her dress down further to expose her entire torso.

Terry whispers with some surprise, "My God, Sherry, you are so beautiful!" She is straddling Terry as she struggles to free his manhood. She notices that Angie has already accomplished that task, and Michael is fucking her as she bounces up and down on her husband's cock.

Sherry does the same with Terry, and after some time, Michael and Angela are heading for the bedroom. Michael is carrying Angela with her legs wrapped around him. She kicks the door closed to the master bedroom giggling, and the two crisscross lovers fall onto the bed.

After the master bedroom door shuts behind them, Sherry rise and leads Terry to the guest bedroom, saying, "You are so getting lucky tonight! You are getting my very sweet little pussy, honey!"

Soon both Sherry and Terry are naked, and he slides into the bed on top of Sherry, and slides his thick cock into her slick pussy immediately. Angela is straddling Michael in the middle of the bed, still bouncing up and down, squeezing her own breasts, and pinching her nipples.

The four of them make love to each other's spouses until they pass out. Sherry is the first to awaken later, stumbles into her bedroom, and rouses Angela without waking Michael.

"Honey! Honey! Angela!" She whispers shaking her friend gently.

Angela wakes, and says "Huh, Wha?"

"Darling, go into the guest room and sleep with Terry!"

"Uh, uh, o-okay honey!"

She carefully slides out of bed, and joins her husband, as Sherry slides in with Michael. Michael rouses just a little assuming he is with his wife, and says, "Come closer Sherry honey!" Sherry smiles to herself, saving them all the embarrassment in the morning.

Angie and Sherry are up before the boys, preparing breakfast for the four of them. Michael and Terry wander into the kitchen rubbing the sleep out of their eyes. Michael comes up behind Sherry and hugging her says, "Baby you were so great last night! I loved it honey!"

Terry does about the same with his wife, and as the boys wander into the dining room, the girls look at each other and say,

"We did it. They will never know!"

Terry says the Michael as they reach the dining room, "Do you think they bought it?"

Michael answers, "Yeah, they were so drunk last night, they will never know!" and they chuckle together waiting for the girls.

Terry can't help it and whispers to Michael, "God, Mike! Sherry was so amazing last night. You are a very lucky man!"

Michael says, "That little Angie of yours is a real wildcat. I thought she was going to tear it off!"

They share another private chuckle thinking they put one over on the girls. Then the boys are surprised when the girls each bring in plates brimming with eggs, bacon, and grits with cut strawberries, and Sherry says,

"Here's a hearty breakfast for my favorite lover!" She delivers the plate with a sweet kiss, to Terry.

Angie delivered hers to Michael, kissing him sweetly on the lips, whispering "Thank you for last night, Michael, darling!"

The guys look at each other and the four of them burst out laughing, as the girls sit with and wait on their previous night's lovers. Michael asks Terry if he has any problems doing this again sometime and he answers,

"Not a bit, Mike! You?"

"Nope! None!"

Sherry asks, "Well, don't we get a vote on this?" the guys say in unison,

"NO!!"

~ ~ ~

The next day at work, Sherry's cell phone rings.

"Hey Sherry, this is Drake. We met at the bar a few days ago!"

"Oh, yes! Hi Drake! I guess I didn't catch your name then. What's on your mind?"

"How about joining me for lunch sometime, like tomorrow? My treat of course and you can pick the restaurant."

"Mmm, okay! How about we meet at McCauley's on Second Avenue, say noon?'

"Sounds good! Um Sherry if you can, try to allow some extra time okay?"

"Well, I will do what I can. See you there!"

"Bye Sherry!"

As calm as she was on the phone, Sherry's heart is beating wildly and she has trouble concentrating on her accounts. She goes to the restroom, and pulls out her phone, watching the video again of Drake with Angela. She is breathing so hard and her heart is beating so fast, that she has to remain in the stall until she calms down. She reaches down and touches herself just to get a little jitter. She stops by the reception desk to talk to Angela.

"He called!"

"Oh, wonderful honey? What did you decide?"

"Lunch! Tomorrow! McCauley's!"

"Well, good for you. You know that ole Angie is always in your corner!"

"Angie, I'm scared shitless!"

"You will be fine!"

Sherry tells her supervisor that she has a doctor's appointment at one-o-clock tomorrow that might run a while, saying that she will leave for it right after her lunch hour. Then she added, "It's just female stuff, you know." He says,

"Well, take all the time you need Sherry! We'll be okay here!"

Sherry thanks him, knowing that there isn't a man on earth who wants to delve any further into "female stuff!" She has used that gambit before to get a little time off.

The next day, Sherry leaves work at a quarter to noon, and she is very nervous as she drives to her rendezvous with Drake. She made sure to get ready for work after Michael left this morning so she could be selective about what to wear, and add a proper amount of scent, without raising suspicion. She selected a pretty sundress, stockings and heels. She tried to decide on panties or no panties, but decided to wear a pair of lacey see-though bikinis that make her feel sexy.

Drake is already at the restaurant, and stands when she comes in. He holds the chair for her as she sits. She smiles at him and thanks him. They order, and engage in small talk while they eat, and Drake says to her,

"You know, your pretty friend Angela is somewhat easy to figure out, but I am guessing that you are a little deeper, and worth taking the time to get to know."

"Well, I don't know about that, Angie has her moments, and I am just a lowly senior accountant."

She tries to stick up for her friend, but Drake is obviously a man who has been with a lot of women, he told her as much. He says that he likes married women, because they are discrete, with so much to lose. Plus, they are often frustrated with their husbands and become very ardent lovers. Sherry tells him,

"Well, I do not intend to be just a notch on someone's bedpost. "

"Then what are you doing here, darlin'?" he asks.

"Let's just say that Angie has made me a little curious, and wanted to meet you over lunch." Then she sports a sly smile saying, "You might end up becoming a notch on my bedpost!"