Posted August 22, 2010
Before I pick up where Sheri left off I feel the need revisit a very hot, steamy night in August.
Sheri had a big fat yellow lab who one day accidently knocked over her mother. This resulted in her mother cracking her hip and she was in the hospital and then rehab for nearly the entire month. As she said her children were at her ex-husbands which meant the house was completely vacant (something that we both wish would be a more regular occurance)
I don't recall specifics but I was up there one night and we cooked dinner and decided to go for a swim at dusk. Sheri's neighbors are relatively close so we decided to go swimming at that time because we knew things would be happening that they didn't need to see.
This was not the first time I had been swimming in her pool. In July I was at her house and I had worn this little string bikini. I had this plan in my mind that I was going to walk sexily towards the pool and slowly pull my shirt up over my head. When I opened my eyes I expected her to be gaping at me and I'd give her a little smirk...only her back was to me and missed the entire thing. So much for that!
After a few minutes of swimming around my inihibitions were lowering and I wanted to play coy and I untied my bikini top. Sheri doesn't own a bathing suit so she was swimming in just shorts and a t-shirt so she took her t-shirt off and was in shorts and her bra.
Things started...happening. Clothes were completely off and I would stand up in the water and pretend to flash the neighbors. Hopefully none of them were looking out the window seeing as I still come around. She'd laugh and tell me to cut it out, she didn't want her neighbors seeing my goodies and she'd pull me down and into her.
We were kissing-that heavy, hungry, passionate kissing and true to fashion I was backed up to the side of the pool. I felt her fingers searching for me and I did the same. It was hard, and fast, and all I can remember is her breathing huskily into my ear "You better stop before I cum all over your hand."
I smiled a crooked smile and said "That is EXACTLY what I want you to do."
Mmmmmm
And I would like to clarify for the record when Sheri said a wine glass shattered by her head that did not indicate that I threw it at her. We were sitting on my couches in my den and when I picked up my wine glass it shattered in my hand, slicing my palm open. I just wanted to be clear about that!
By November things with Sheri and I were progressing in a very confusing fashion. I was falling for her harder and harder but I was still very torn about what to do with my boyfriend. We had decided to go away for the first time in November down to Atlantic City and it was a weekend of a roller coaster of emotions.
To start I am an extremely light sleeper and I need a fan to drown out any and all noises. Sheri, despite her telling me she is not a snorer...is. A loud one at that. The first night after marathon sex I roll over and within two minutes I hear this SOUND coming from next to me. My eyes flash open in the dark and I whisper to no one Are you KIDDING me? I turned towards her and whispered harshley "SHERI!"
"Mmmm" was her response.
Oh for the love of...
I shook her and told her that she was snoring. She said incrediously "I don't snore."
Oh like hell you don't!
We rolled back over and within a matter of minutes she was snoring through a quart of wood again. I knew that I wouldn't be sleeping so I just put a pillow over my head and begged that she'd shut up long enough so I could sleep.
Yeah, that didn't happen.
The next day we wake up and have morning sex. It's at this point that I think that I am doing a fantastic job with her. She's moaning and moving and she's sounding like she's having orgasms but yet every time I walk out of the bathroom I see her hand going beneath the sheet. So I don't quite catch on and I just think she's insatiable so I crawl in next to her and join her.
I'll let you in on a little secret-she doesn't clue me in until oh...a YEAR AND A HALF later that she has faked 99.9% of her orgasms and that's why she has to masturbate afterwards because I can't get her off. We have since, in case you're wondering, addressed and corrected the issue. And like I said initially, our sex is FANTASTIC.
Back to the story. I'm exhausted. I've had sex all the day before, all night, no sleep, morning sex, eat breakfast, have sex. She got to sleep all night but when we go away she's so relaxed and also utterly exhausted from the rest of her life that all she wants to do is eat, fuck, and sleep. Later that afternoon we want to try to take a nap. Only problem is....SHE SNORES. I just scrap the whole idea and I prop up my pillows and watch a movie while she sleeps next to me.
At this point I'm cranky, I'm sore, all I want to do is get 5 minutes of sleep. I am glaring down at her because she's sleeping away so easily like there is no one else in the world and I start to turn up the volume on the movie. I figured If I can't sleep, I won't let her sleep!
And wouldn't you know the louder I put the movie the louder she snores!
Maybe an hour goes by and she starts to wake up. She peers up at me, stretches and smiles, but then sees the scowl on my face and the fact that my arms are crossed. "What's wrong babe?"
I turn into a whiney 5 year old and shout "I'M TIRED AND I CAN'T SLEEP BECAUSE YOU'RE SNORING!"
She laughs and says "But I don't snore!"
"Oh like hell you don't!"
We get up, shower, go have dinner and a very nice evening and when we get back, have more sex, it's time for bed. This time I will prove to her that she snores so when she falls asleep I record her on my phone. I wish there were a way that I could upload it because I will look at her and just start mimicking her sound and she cracks up. She swears that I recorded myself and said that she snored.
Sorry sweetheart. You snore. Sometimes it's softly, sometimes it's so loud it shakes the walls. But you snore-and I still love you because of it.
She swears she doesn't snore when she's home. Her daughter said something extremely sweet when we were joking about it. She said "You snore with Jen because that's when you're the most relaxed."
Thanks honey, I'm glad that sleeping with me relaxes you. I just wish not so much :)
Before I pick up where Sheri left off I feel the need revisit a very hot, steamy night in August.
Sheri had a big fat yellow lab who one day accidently knocked over her mother. This resulted in her mother cracking her hip and she was in the hospital and then rehab for nearly the entire month. As she said her children were at her ex-husbands which meant the house was completely vacant (something that we both wish would be a more regular occurance)
I don't recall specifics but I was up there one night and we cooked dinner and decided to go for a swim at dusk. Sheri's neighbors are relatively close so we decided to go swimming at that time because we knew things would be happening that they didn't need to see.
This was not the first time I had been swimming in her pool. In July I was at her house and I had worn this little string bikini. I had this plan in my mind that I was going to walk sexily towards the pool and slowly pull my shirt up over my head. When I opened my eyes I expected her to be gaping at me and I'd give her a little smirk...only her back was to me and missed the entire thing. So much for that!
After a few minutes of swimming around my inihibitions were lowering and I wanted to play coy and I untied my bikini top. Sheri doesn't own a bathing suit so she was swimming in just shorts and a t-shirt so she took her t-shirt off and was in shorts and her bra.
Things started...happening. Clothes were completely off and I would stand up in the water and pretend to flash the neighbors. Hopefully none of them were looking out the window seeing as I still come around. She'd laugh and tell me to cut it out, she didn't want her neighbors seeing my goodies and she'd pull me down and into her.
We were kissing-that heavy, hungry, passionate kissing and true to fashion I was backed up to the side of the pool. I felt her fingers searching for me and I did the same. It was hard, and fast, and all I can remember is her breathing huskily into my ear "You better stop before I cum all over your hand."
I smiled a crooked smile and said "That is EXACTLY what I want you to do."
Mmmmmm
And I would like to clarify for the record when Sheri said a wine glass shattered by her head that did not indicate that I threw it at her. We were sitting on my couches in my den and when I picked up my wine glass it shattered in my hand, slicing my palm open. I just wanted to be clear about that!
By November things with Sheri and I were progressing in a very confusing fashion. I was falling for her harder and harder but I was still very torn about what to do with my boyfriend. We had decided to go away for the first time in November down to Atlantic City and it was a weekend of a roller coaster of emotions.
To start I am an extremely light sleeper and I need a fan to drown out any and all noises. Sheri, despite her telling me she is not a snorer...is. A loud one at that. The first night after marathon sex I roll over and within two minutes I hear this SOUND coming from next to me. My eyes flash open in the dark and I whisper to no one Are you KIDDING me? I turned towards her and whispered harshley "SHERI!"
"Mmmm" was her response.
Oh for the love of...
I shook her and told her that she was snoring. She said incrediously "I don't snore."
Oh like hell you don't!
We rolled back over and within a matter of minutes she was snoring through a quart of wood again. I knew that I wouldn't be sleeping so I just put a pillow over my head and begged that she'd shut up long enough so I could sleep.
Yeah, that didn't happen.
The next day we wake up and have morning sex. It's at this point that I think that I am doing a fantastic job with her. She's moaning and moving and she's sounding like she's having orgasms but yet every time I walk out of the bathroom I see her hand going beneath the sheet. So I don't quite catch on and I just think she's insatiable so I crawl in next to her and join her.
I'll let you in on a little secret-she doesn't clue me in until oh...a YEAR AND A HALF later that she has faked 99.9% of her orgasms and that's why she has to masturbate afterwards because I can't get her off. We have since, in case you're wondering, addressed and corrected the issue. And like I said initially, our sex is FANTASTIC.
Back to the story. I'm exhausted. I've had sex all the day before, all night, no sleep, morning sex, eat breakfast, have sex. She got to sleep all night but when we go away she's so relaxed and also utterly exhausted from the rest of her life that all she wants to do is eat, fuck, and sleep. Later that afternoon we want to try to take a nap. Only problem is....SHE SNORES. I just scrap the whole idea and I prop up my pillows and watch a movie while she sleeps next to me.
At this point I'm cranky, I'm sore, all I want to do is get 5 minutes of sleep. I am glaring down at her because she's sleeping away so easily like there is no one else in the world and I start to turn up the volume on the movie. I figured If I can't sleep, I won't let her sleep!
And wouldn't you know the louder I put the movie the louder she snores!
Maybe an hour goes by and she starts to wake up. She peers up at me, stretches and smiles, but then sees the scowl on my face and the fact that my arms are crossed. "What's wrong babe?"
I turn into a whiney 5 year old and shout "I'M TIRED AND I CAN'T SLEEP BECAUSE YOU'RE SNORING!"
She laughs and says "But I don't snore!"
"Oh like hell you don't!"
We get up, shower, go have dinner and a very nice evening and when we get back, have more sex, it's time for bed. This time I will prove to her that she snores so when she falls asleep I record her on my phone. I wish there were a way that I could upload it because I will look at her and just start mimicking her sound and she cracks up. She swears that I recorded myself and said that she snored.
Sorry sweetheart. You snore. Sometimes it's softly, sometimes it's so loud it shakes the walls. But you snore-and I still love you because of it.
She swears she doesn't snore when she's home. Her daughter said something extremely sweet when we were joking about it. She said "You snore with Jen because that's when you're the most relaxed."
Thanks honey, I'm glad that sleeping with me relaxes you. I just wish not so much :)
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