sipped beer and smoked cigarettes. It wasn’t long before Darren rose up out of his seat pulled Sherry’s hand. “Come on, let’s get up and dance.”
Before Sherry could even say yes, she’d already been on her feet. Darren looked into her eyes and got a good feeling this was about to be fun. They danced in a small crowd of 10 or so couples as time slipped away.
***
Walking with Sherry’s arm locked around his, Darren nearly slipped off of the curb. They’d been right in front of Sherry’s apartment building about to turn the corner and head toward the parking lot. Laughter between the two had yet to cease since leaving the bar. Drinks loosened up their spirits; they felt like they knew one another more personally once they finally left the dance floor.
Sherry looked up into Darren’s eyes when there was a long moment of silence. “You wanna come up for a minute?” she asked. “We had a few beers down there, so it might be better for you to calm down a little bit before you head back downtown.”
Darren looked at Sherry – her eyes were so intriguing. Hair stuck to her slightly-damp forehead. Hanging out with her was somewhat of a new experience for a guy like Darren. Back in Chicago, his entire life had been in somewhat of a bubble where every person around was connected in some way, either for money or political reasons. Darren shrugged and smiled. “Sure, yeah, you’re probably right.”
They came to Sherry’s apartment door then she let them inside. She showed Darren around. He looked out the window, complimenting the architecture of the building as well as the view. No sooner than the 33-year-old turned around, Sherry pressed up against him. His instincts kicked in. This chick is fucking hot, he thought. Darren leaned over and kissed Sherry. They relished in an intense embrace then practically fell into Sherry’s beige couch. The lamp at the side of the couch provided the only light in the room.
“You are so handsome,” Sherry said, pulling her face away from Darren after a long, passionate kiss. She smiled and touched the side of his face.
Darren watched Sherry climb up onto her knees on top of him. Her chest hung over him, swaying anytime she moved. He grabbed a handful of her blonde hair. She smiled as he already felt him getting hard under his pants.
“I was looking at you as soon as I got up to the bar,” Darren said, wanting to get it off his chest.
They pressed their lips together for another deep, passionate kiss. Sherry then stood up and walked toward the small hallway that led to her bedroom and bathroom. Darren never broke eye contact with her; neither of them said a word. Darren stood up and rushed over to the hallway, as Sherry’s eye contact was beckoning him to follow. Sherry walked seductively; her beautiful, exposed legs guided Darren all the way down the hall and into her bedroom.
The air in Sherry’s bedroom was masked by their heavy breathing. Sherry gently pushed Darren back onto the bed, both of them smiling ear to ear, then lifted her legs up to where her knees pressed into the comforter on either side of Darren’s waist. She leaned over and kissed the guy then looked down at him for a moment. He really is a handsome guy...something different for me, for sure. She glanced at the growing bulge in Darren’s pants and rubbed it. A chuckle slipped out of Darren’s mouth as he thought about how smoking hot this Sherry was. Thank God Doug you brought me into that bar tonight.
There, in Sherry’s dimly-lit bedroom with only the streetlight seeping in through the blinds, Darren gripped Sherry’s mid-back and slowly pulled her down toward him. Her chest pressed into his face. He enjoyed the experience for a few seconds then Sherry, biting her bottom lip ever so seductively, scooted down the bed and started unbuckling Darren’s belt. Jolts of excitement rushed through the out-of-towner’s bones. Only seconds passed until he felt his manhood being taken into Sherry’s mouth. He closed his eyes and sighed from the pleasure.
Sherry’s head bobbed up and down for several minutes as she enjoyed the taste of Darren’s cock. His bulky hands gripping her hair and tugging slightly only turned her on even more. When she had enough of orally pleasing him, she stood up and pulled her shorts off then lifted her shirt up over her head. Darren smiled as he watched, looked at her with bedroom eyes and anxious to feel her body against his, then slid his own pants completely off. He then undid his blue button-up and tossed it to the side. Just as he was getting to his undershirt, Sherry climbed back up on top of him and started kissing him. She was wild and passionate; sensual, but seductive. The way her long, blonde hair whipped around her back and brushed across Darren’s face drove the guy crazy. This chick is so hot, he thought.
Darren was ready to take the lead and bang this chick like no other. Aggressively, he wrapped his arms around her back then moved her over onto the other side of the queen-size bed. Sherry erupted with laughter, a bit surprised this business-like guy could get a little frisky like this. Before she knew it, her legs were being pushed apart and Darren lay between them, his own legs hanging off the front of the bed. He kissed each of her breasts, cupping the sides of them and moving them around.
Sherry placed a hand on either side of Darren’s head. They looked into one another eyes intensely then kissed once again. Their eyes locked, Darren reached down between them and positioned the head of his cock toward the lips of Sherry’s inside. Sherry barely blinked before she felt Darren pushing his way inside. She bit her bottom lip – closed her eyes.
“Uh,” Darren groaned. He pressed his eyelids closed so hard as he enjoyed the tightness of Sherry’s insides around his shaft. Once he’d gotten all the way in, he thrust slowly then got into rhythm. Normally he liked a little music when he had sex, but tonight was different. His buzz as well as his high from dancing had set the mood just right.
Sherry moaned loudly as Darren thrust. It didn’t take long for things to get even hotter. Sherry wrapped her legs around his back as the bed rocked. Curse words slipped out of their lips; they rubbed one another in appreciative ways. Whatever thoughts Sherry had about her neighbors hearing had long been set on the back burner. This guy Darren was turning her on a different way than she was used to – ways she didn’t really expect from a guy like him. His body was sure nice and well-maintained for a business guy– well-defined legs, a muscular back, nice arms, and a pronounced chest. When he stroked as fast as he could into her, she pulled her legs from around his back so she could reach down and playfully smack his ass cheek.
Darren slowed down, wiping his forehead with his forearm. He chuckled. “You are so hot.”
Sherry giggled, pulling clumps of her hair away from her forehead. Then, she gently pushed Darren up and back. His cock slid out of her pussy as he looked on, wondering what was about to happen. Darren watched as Sherry got up on her knees and bent over in front of him. His cock throbbed with excitement and anticipation when Sherry looked back, over her shoulder. Quickly, Darren scooted up closer to her body then carefully wrapped his hands around her waist before he started stroking again.
The headboard thumped against her bedroom wall like music. Sherry’s rosy behind slammed against Darren’s pelvis in perfect rhythm. When he really got into it, his reaching up and pulling her hair so her neck jerked back and made her look up at the ceiling drove her crazy.
“Fuck me, Darren!” Sherry yelled. “Damn!”
Veins popped out of Darren’s forehead. He couldn’t pull an arm away from holding Sherry in her place long enough to wipe away any swear. His breathing was heavy; his chest pumped up and down as he stroked. He felt like his soul was experiencing a weird kind of high. Sherry’s hair felt like silk locked in his grip.
The lovers grunted and moaned back and forth. Darren banged Sherry in the doggy style position for as long as he could before she was ready for him to lie on his back so she could hop on top. And this was the position that took them to new heights. Sherry was wildly turned on by Darren’s sexiness while deep in the throws of passion. Darren looked up at Sherry’s bouncing chest. Jackpot.
When they both orgasmed, Sherry leaned over and practically collapsed into Darren’s body. They b
oth breathed heavily, Sherry joking about being sore and Darren talking about how good it was for him. Sherry eventually climbed off then lay next to Darren with her head on his chest. With both of their eyes fixed toward the window, they fell into a deep slumber from a night neither one of them had ever expected when Darren sat down at the bar. Sherry was indeed happy, though, that she approached him to take his drink order.
***
The bright rays of the morning sun finally reached around the roofs of houses across the street from Sherry’s apartment building. It penetrated the window and forced its way into the bedroom, hitting Darren in the eye and waking him up. He quickly turned his head, but the half-way hung over feeling from last night was too much to ignore. When he finally opened his eyes and became oriented, he realized he was still at the chick’s place from the bar last night. Darren reached for his phone, getting a sense that it was still early by the sun’s position in the sky. Birds chirped and there was what sounded like a school bus rolling down the street and stopping at the corner.
“Shit,” Darren groaned, wiping his face. He yawned as he processed the time. 8 o’clock was quickly approaching. He needed to get back downtown to his hotel room so he could pack. The last thing he wanted to do was a miss his flight, as he was supposed to be meeting with an attorney later in the afternoon in Chicago.
Darren looked over and down at Sherry. He smiled as he reminisced about last night – the way her breasts bounced up and down when she was on top, how her butt jiggled when he pounded her. Darren’s ego and pride swelled. Not only did he get a chick into bed from just meeting her at a bar, but she was also hot and a fun lay.