FIND OUT WHAT MADE SHERI SO SPECIAL

The meaning of the name Sheri is Darling

The origin of the name Sheri is American.

Other variations: Sharey, Cherie  

Sheri is my spicy Italian

Who loved mounting my stallion

And if my cohort

Started an Olympic sport

She would win the golden medallion  

I had a girl friend I call Sheri

Who played a hot tooth fairy

And never felt icy

With a cunt so spicy

When we fucked in a cemetery  

Our store bought deli style meats are thinly sliced and include pepperoni, peppered ham, salami, and hot ham (or capicola) covered with a layer of provolone and asiago cheeses.

This Spicy Italian Sandwich is delicious and can be served hot right off the grill or sliced fresh from the deli counter. I prefer to have mine on a long sub roll, and hot right off the grill. So the cheese is thoroughly melted and then smothered in Oil.  

White, Wheat, Rye, Pumpernickel, Sourdough, Whole Grain or Multi Grain. On flat bread, Pita, Baguette, Panini, Chabata or wraps (Plain or Whole Wheat). On a Sub roll (round or long) or Surprise Me, and let us pick out the bread for your Spicy Italian Sandwich.  

Sorry folks, Sheri's traditional Spicy Italian Sandwich is only served with Provolone and Asiago cheese.

The ship had just returned from a three and a half-month deployment late on Friday afternoon. And since I had duty weekend, I didn't have any major plans. But I did intend to get my van out of hock, and maybe grab a burger or two. 

Getting your car out of hock is a term that some sailors used for both the long and the short and long-term parking lots. These lots are secured areas usually surrounded by a chain link fence where we can keep our cars while your ship is deployed to help prevent theft.

The only problem is that they are both park at your own risk types of lots. The only real benefit is that your car can't be towed like it could be if you left it in a normal parking lot on base.

While I was signing my van out of long term parking, Jerry a fellow shipmate from Deck Department was having trouble getting his car started, so he asked me for a jump. Deck Department is responsible for all the lines, chains, cables, anchors, and most of the weather decks aboard the ship.

After we got Jerry's car started, he asked if I would follow him to the parts store just in case his car stalled out and wouldn't start again. And since I was way overdue for an adventure I said. “Sure, why not?” If Jerry wasn’t going off base to get a battery, I would have just grabbed a burger at the local burger joint right here on base.

As NOB, or the Naval Oceanographic Base, slowly disappeared in my rear-view mirror, I felt that lady luck was finally on my side for a change. And wouldn't you know it, right across the street from the parts store was another burger joint. And inside that particular burger joint was this smoking hot chick named Sheri. Plus the only reason that I knew Sheri's name, was because her name-tag said so.

What Sheri and I didn't know at the time was, that she was about to become my fifth girlfriend. Sheri was about my height five foot eight inches tall and looked like she weighed around 150 pounds or so. Her jet-black hair was also tied in a ponytail that ended at the small of her back. She had emerald green eyes and breasts about the size of an orange. Since I had duty weekend, I didn't want to do a hit and run with Sheri tonight.

So I decided to attempt a much slower approach, by waiting until her line was short before I jumped in it. When I was my turn to order, I said. “Hello Sheri my name is Larry and I would like two number ones with extra ketchup and Mayo with no onions. And I also think it’s kind of cute that our names rhyme, don’t you?”

Giggling Sheri said. “Yes I do. Would you like anything to drink with your burgers?” 

Thinking to myself, I said, “Mothers milk fresh from your tit would be nice.”

But on the outside I just replied, “How about a large root beer?”

After I paid Sheri, I stepped aside so the lady behind me could place her order. And while Sheri was gathering up the items I ordered she said. “I get to take a break at 6 pm, and if you're still here Larry, I would like to sit with you.”

Quickly glancing up at the clock and seeing that it was straight up 5 pm, I said to myself. “I've waited longer for a hot chick, so this should be a piece of cake.”

But on the outside I quickly said. “I will be here with bells on.” 

As Sheri started to giggle again, I asked. “Would you like me to pick you up anything?”

Laughing now Sheri simply said, “A black olive, bell pepper and mushroom pizza would be great.” 

Laughing myself, I quickly asked. “Would your manager mind if we were eating fast food from one of his competitors in his dining room?”

Still laughing Sheri said. “Who knows? I guess we'll just have to see.”

After Sheri put my order on a try, I asked. "Can I please have two large bags to go?"

As Sheri handed the bags, she was looking at me kind of funny. And while I quickly placed my order in one of those bags, Sheri still had the deer caught in the headlights look on her face.

But right before I left the counter, I put the empty bag inside the bag with my order. Then I simply smiled and said. "I will be right back."

After walking out, but mostly because of the observation skills that Helen’s, Lance and Lilly’s taught me. I remembered passing a pizza joint on our way to the parts store. And as I pulled into the parking lot of Pat’s Pizzeria's, I was trying to remember if Sheri mentioned extra cheese or not. But in the end, because I wasn't sure, I simply passed on the extra cheese.

As I walked in and heard the bells hanging on the back of the door start ringing, I told myself. “I needed to get my hands on those bells too.”

When it was my turn to place an order, I told the pizza man. “I would like a small mushroom, bell pepper and black olive pizza. Plus I need to have each slice individually wrapped and packed too.”

Then I very boldly asked. “Could I please rent, buy or borrow the three bells hanging on your door too.”

After the pizza man finished laughing he said. “I can put two slices in one of these.”

As he showed me some small rectangle boxes, then he continued with. “Pasquale uses these for his calzone's, but for you tonight they become small pizza boxes. Now why do you want Pasquale's bells?”

Pasquale was a short and stout man of about 5 feet 4 inches tall and weighing 270 pounds. Pat had dark brown hair that covered his ears and brown eyes.

Swallowing hard, I said. “Pasquale, I think I'm in love. And I told this beautiful young lady that I would have bells on when I saw her again. But I don't have the time to go from store to store looking for them.”

Laughing again Pasquale said. “Today you are in luck then, Pasquale was in love once when he was young like you. And I married that girl twelve years ago. Camilla and I are still very happily married today, and just as much in love. So Pasquale's bells are your bells.” 

Right after he put my pizza order in his brick lined pizza oven to cook. Pasquale walked over to the door and took the trio of bells off the back of his door. Then as Pasquale handed them to me, he said. “My American friends all call me Pat and I would like for you to call me Pat as well.” 

Trying to hide a tear that suddenly appeared in my eye, I said. “Pat, my name is Larry. And if Sheri and I ever get married, I will invite both you and Camilla to our wedding.”

After shaking Pat's hand and while the pizza was still cooking I quickly ran out to my van and grabbed one of the empty bags that Sheri gave me, some nylon small stuff (a diameter of line or rope smaller then the size of a pinky finger) and my knife.

Next I measured out some of the line to fit around my ankles and neck. Then I carefully removed each silver bell from the thick red velvet ribbon they were attached to, using the Marlinespike (a polished metal cone shaped tool used for rope work) that was attached to my knife.

Then I rounded out the part of the bell that was attached to the ribbon, before I threaded the small stuff through each bell. Next I tied two of the bells around my ankles and place the third bell around my neck. By the time I safely tucked it under my t-shirt, and was cleaning up. Pat said. “Larry your pizza is done.”

Then Pat boxed all of the slices all up for me in pairs. After I paid Pat for my order and tipped him nicely for the bells. I shook his hand and said. "Thank you Pat, you're a life saver." 

And I left Pat's Pizza shop before heading back to the burger joint and Sheri.

When I walked back into the burger joint, I still had about seven minutes or so to go before Sheri's break started. And I deliberately picked out a table directly in front of Sheri's cash register station and placed both bags on it. Then after I was seated and within a few seconds, Sheri quickly scanned the room looking for me.

As her eyes met mine, I picked my feet up off the floor and started quickly moving them back and forth. This caused the silver bells that were attached to my ankles to start ringing as I waved to Sheri in acknowledgment. And I would swear that Sheri's face lit up after she saw me sitting there waiting for her, as she went about her business.

Shortly after Sheri's break started, Sheri slid in the booth across from me and said. “Larry something smells good, what’s in the bag?”

Laughing back at her, I said. “It's definitely not the hamburgers.” As I slid the bag full of pizza slices across the table towards her.

Then under the table I picked up my feet again and moved my legs to make the bells ring. 

Giggling as Sheri peeked under the table, she said. “I hear bells ringing."

Still laughing, as I pulled the third one out from under my t-shirt and started ringing it. I said. “I told you earlier that I would be here with bells on, didn’t I?” 

Laughing Sheri said, “I do remember you saying that, though I didn't think you would literally be wearing bells.”

Still laughing I simply said. “If I say something, I mean it literally, and not figuratively.”

Sheri giggled and asked. “May I please have one of your bells?”

And when I asked in return, “Which bell would you like?”

Sheri quickly asked. “How many do you have?”

 
And I simply replied, “Just the three.”

Then Sheri asked. "Can I have the one that’s around your neck, if you'll put it on me?”

Swallowing hard, I said. “Miss, I would truly be honored.”

As I stood up to place my bell around Sheri's neck, she held her ponytail up out of my way. And I just stood there for a long moment. While I removed the tiny silver bell from around my neck as I stared at the back and side of Sheri's vulnerable and fully exposed neck.

Since that is my absolute favorite part of a young ladies anatomy. Ever since I first saw Fay’s alabaster white and freckled neck, fully exposed in the bright sunlight. And her strawberry-blonde hair instantly turned golden-red right before my very eyes.

Plus ever since that day on the third floor of her house, every strawberry-blonde that I’ve met was now called a golden-redhead. And once Fay discovered that her lovely neck gave me an instant boner. Fay made sure that she wore her hair up like that every day since then. 

And today, it was Sheri’s neck that was beckoning me to touch it, to lick it and to finally kiss it. But that would have most likely end up with Sheri getting fired and me being thrown out of the burger joint on my ear. So I simply saved that for another day and another time, when we were alone in another place.

Plus hopefully, that dream will take place sometime in the very near future. But it was also too late for Harry to turn back, because he just started to swell up in front of my jeans. And that was also when I quickly chose to name my penis Harry, because it rhymed with both of our names, Sheri and Larry.

While I placed the bell around Sheri's neck, I very lightly caressed it too. And as Sheri briefly shivered with delight, she unrolled the bag in front of her. Then she asked. “Larry, what's a calzone?”

Softly laughing at her innocence, I simply said. “Those are just calzone boxes with pizza slices inside. But a calzone is like giant pizza ravioli. With all of the pizza toppings on the inside and the crust is on the outside. And whenever you want to try one just let me know and you shall have one.”

Sheri put her hand on mine and said. “Thank you.”

As I closed my hand around her fingers, I quickly replied. “You’re welcome.”

When Sheri pulled a calzone box out of her bag, I pulled a burger out of mine. Concerned, Sheri touched my sandwich and said. “It’s cold, let me go and get you another one.”

As Sheri started to get up, I lightly touched her arm and said. “Miss, please sit and enjoy your pizza. I would eat this burger frozen just to spend some time with a pretty woman.”

Blushing now, Sheri simply said. “I’m not that old. I just turned twenty last month.”

Clearing my throat, I quickly corrected myself by saying. “I would eat this hamburger frozen just to spend some time with a pretty young lady and happy belated Birthday too.”

Sheri still blushing said. “Thank you, you're so kind.”

After opening my burger, I replied. “You deserve to be pampered and I would like to be the one pampering you. That is, if you will let me of course?”

Sheri smiling as she placed her hand on mine again said. “I would like that.”

After I closed my hand around Sheri's fingers again, I raised her hand to my lips to lightly kiss it, before saying. “Then let us eat as we both get to know each other a little better.”

While Sheri enjoyed her pizza and I ate one of my burgers, as we talked about a wide variety of topics. I found out that Sheri worked Friday through Monday 2 till 8 pm. And that she gets two fifteen-minute breaks at 4 and 6 o-clock.

Sheri also said that she was from Grove City Ohio and it was just south of Columbus. And that she was also going to the College of William and Mary to become a Junior High School English teacher. And that her classes were Monday through Friday 7 am until around noon.

But it was the mere mention of English Teacher that sent another gallon or two or blood rushing straight towards Harry. Because it was in Mrs. Davis’s, second period English Class where I started taking my cock out in school and playing with it. Then a few weeks later I started to doing it Miss Robinson’s first period Math Class too. 

As I sighed in relief, Sheri told me that she shared a two-bedroom apartment with another female student named Karen. And that Karen was a semester ahead of her and studying to be an English teacher too. Plus because they both shared the same major, Karen was able to fill her in on what to expect from the professors. Sheri also told me that Karen's boyfriend Mike sometimes stayed overnight.

And that little tidbit of information told me that sleepovers were OK and that they were to be expected. But it also caused my brain to send another round of blood straight down to Harry. 

Then Sheri said that she didn't mind Mike staying over because they mostly stayed in Karen's room and were reasonably quiet. But occasionally though, they were a bit too loud and their antics would move out into one of the common rooms.

Quickly trying to change the subject and to give the seams of my jeans some relief, I started talking about my van and said. “I spent 90 percent of my free time in Great Lakes Illinois working on the inside of my van. And that I had to keep juggling it between the Auto Hobby Shop and in the Carpenter Shop.”

Then after taking a long hit off my root beer via a straw, I continued saying. “While it was in the Hobby Shop, I ran all the wires, fuses, and terminal boards and needed a lift to do some of the work. And the rest of the time, it was parked outside the Carpenter Shop. Where I measured, cut and installed the overhead console, all the paneling and supports for the platform bed. Plus, I also made the two custom drawers and the step cooler that was hidden inside them.”

For those of you not in the know, the Auto Hobby Shop is just like any normal garage. Except they usually have a dozen of so lifts and are for the military personal to use. And a Carpenter Shop is usually only on larger bases where sailors can make anything out of wood under the skillful eye of an actual carpenter or an apprentice.

Then I added. “I also quickly became a close personal friend of J.C. Whitney. And that’s where I ordered all of my van’s internal accessories from. Like the four seats, the swivels, the removable table, the wooden organizer that went on the engine cover and the overhead console. Plus the four window louvers and the eight-inch thick foam padding that I used for the platform bed.”

Since I was already running off at the mouth, and so that Sheri had plenty of time to enjoy her pizza, I finished by saying. “I bought all of my electronic gadgets and gizmo’s from Radio Shack too."

Then after sipping my root beer, I continued by saying, " And I ordered all the inside window treatments from a Montgomery Ward catalog. Plus the rubber gasket material that I put between the metal exterior of the van and the wooden frame I installed inside of it. This was done to prevent everything from squeaking while I was driving."

But before I finally shut up, I asked. “Would you like to check it out sometime?”

Sheri quickly looked at her watch and said. “I don't want to piss my boss off. I have to get back to work. But I will take a rain check, if that's OK?”

Then I just as quickly asked. “Would it be OK if I stopped by again on Monday to see you? But I won’t be able to get here until around 6 pm.”

Sheri smiled and lightly touching the tiny silver bell around her neck said. “I would like that very much and I will always wear this bell until you remove it from around my neck.”

As we both got up, I gave Sheri a light peck on the cheek and gave the little silver bell around her neck a ring. Then I said, “I can't wait to hear that ring again.”

Sheri just smiled back at me before she kissed me back and replied. “Larry, you can ring my bell any time.” 

Still sitting at our outside table, I finished my hamburger and Sheri's slice of pizza. I also started daydreaming about fucking Sheri. Especially how I wanted to approach checking her oil, then all of a sudden it hit me like a ton of bricks. I just needed to purchase some props and I had about an hour and half to do so.

So let the checking Sheri’s oil scavenger hunt begin. And For my first stop I needed either a drug store or a medical supply company. And I needed to score some latex gloves and a surgical mask. Plus I also need to find a drug store too. Because I needed to find either some KY jelly or another brand of sexual lubricant, or for a worst case scenario, either petroleum jelly or Vaseline will always do in a pinch.

This truly must be my lucky day, because just a few blocks past Pasquale's pizza shop there was a surgical supply store. And Donna was the cashier assisted me. She stood about 5 feet 8 inches tall with jet black hair that ended where her nipples capped off her grapefruit-sized breasts.

Donna also had deep blue eyes and looked like she weighed around 160 pounds. And while I was shopping there, I added the light green pair of scrubs. Along with a stethoscope, a patient's gown and a doctor's head mirror to my supply list. And by the time I left, my wallet was just about $100.00 lighter than it was when I walked in ten or fifteen short minutes ago.

But I still needed to find a lubricant. So I continued my quest to check Sheri's oil by stopping at a hardware store. There I ran into Mack the owner. Mack was a bit taller than I was and looked to be around 6 foot tall and about 200 pounds.

Mack had brown eyes and his dark brown hair was cut in a military style. And while Mack was showing me around his store, I picked up a face shield, a tape measure, a roll of grey duct tape and a small flashlight. After dumping another $25.00 on supplies, I was back on the road again.

This time, I took a different exit out of the hardware stores parking lot and turned left. Then I drove a couple more blocks until I found a department store. But before I rolled my cart up to the checkout, I stopped and asked this cute sale lady named Mary Ann where I could find the condoms and the sexual lubricants.

Mary Ann was in her late teens to early twenties with light brown hair that ended just below her grapefruit sized breasts. Mary Ann also looked to be 5 feet 6 inches tall and around 135 pounds. She had green eyes that seemed to brighten as her face turned red with my question.

Trying to cover her face with her hands she giggled and said, “I'm new here, let me go and get you a manager.” 

As Mary Ann walked away, I watched the bottom of her pear shaped body shake underneath her hot pink mini shirt. And that scenic view caused Harry become rigid in my jeans as he begged for some attention. A few minutes later when Bill arrived without Mary Ann, he politely said. “We don't sell that kind of stuff here. And your best bet was the drug store down the street. Just take a left out of the parking lot and its three lights down on your right.”

Bill was a short stocky man at right around 5 feet 5 inches tall and weighed about 210 pounds. Bill had green eyes and black hair that just covered his ears. After thanking Bill for his assistance, I made a quick sweep of the store looking for Mary Ann. 

Because I wanted to ask Mary Ann if she was willing to become my new play toy and fuck buddy. And who knows, if push comes to shove in just a few hours I might be in the market for a brand new girlfriend. Plus it’s always a lot easier to leave one girl behind, when there’s another one waiting in the wings for you. But since time was quickly growing short and I didn't see Mary Ann anywhere, I headed up the checkout area. 

But while I was in the department store I also picked up two white three-piece towel sets. That included a face cloth, a hand towel, and a bath towel. I also grabbed two white plastic picnic tablecloths along with a set of measuring cups and measuring spoons. After my very short trip through the check out line, where I met Sandy I was $43.00 poorer and I still needed more supplies.

Sandy had dark red hair and a pale white complexion just like Fay did. Except that Fay’s hair was a lot brighter red and what some would call strawberry blonde. And Sandy’s was a deeper darker colored red, and she would also be considered a true ginger.

Sandy was around 5 feet 9 inches tall and looked like she weighed 145 pounds with brown eyes and orange-sized breasts. Sandy’s hair was gathered behind her back in a ponytail that ended between the bones of her shoulder blades. 

Following Bill's directions to the letter, I was soon in the drug store parking lot. Making a mental note of where Mary Ann worked. And I will have to stop by store here from time to time, just to see if she was available. Because who knows, if she played her cards right, Mary Ann could easily be my next girlfriend.

As soon as I walked in the drug store, I made a quick scan of the place. I was looking for another cute young sales lady to pose my question to. But alas, no young sales ladies were lurking about. But I did manage to scope out a hot looking older woman named Lois.

She was in her middle to late thirties with light brown hair that dusted the tops of her shoulders as she walked. Lois had brown eyes matching her hair and sported a pair of honeydew melon-sized breasts that kept trying to pop out of the sides of a blue apron that she wore over a pink blouse. Lois also appeared to be about 5 feet 8 inches tall and would easily tip the scale at around 150 pounds.

After making two complete passes through the store, Lois was the only non-customer looking person that I saw and was my only choice. As soon as I walked up to Lois, I asked. “Do you have any condoms and or sexual lubricants?”

Laughing, Lois quickly replied. “I don't have any on me, but the store keeps them up front behind the cash register!”

Laughing myself, I apologized for my question and the way that it sounded. But Lois, who was still laughing simply said. “You just made my day sir, please follow me.”

I quickly replied. “Gladly,”

Since I was still sporting a semi-hard on from my thoughts about Mary Ann. Along with the latest vision of Lois trying to stuff her two very unruly cantaloupe sized breasts back under her apron. And long before Lois even turned around to lead the way back to the front of the store; Harry was as stiff as a board again. 

Plus now I had the opportunity to watch Lois’s tight little ass sway back and forth all the way up to the front of the store and check out counter. And that wonderful view didn’t help matters either. As Harry was still getting harder and harder by the second and he was really in an uncomfortable position too. 

While following Lois, I tried to make a quick adjustment. But before I could, Lois had already turned back around to ask. “Sir, would you like lubricated or non-lubricated condoms?”

But I lied when I quickly replied. “My girlfriend is on birth control and I was only interested in finding a sexual lubricant.”

And that’s when Lois started to scold me by saying. “Birth control is a shared responsibility. And it wasn't only up to the women to prevent an unwanted pregnancy.”

As I simply thought to myself, while using my inside voice, “Man I still really dig being chastised by an older woman. And Harry seems to like it too.”

Because it felt like he grew a lot longer and wider by the wrenching and very painful feedback that he was sending up to my big brain. As I continued thinking to myself, “Maybe one day I could get Sheri to play a disgruntled sales lady for me.”

Then as Lois ducked her head back behind the counter, I quickly stuck my hand in my pants to give Harry a much needed adjustment. Although it helped relieve the pain, it did nothing for the pressure that was still building against the seams of my 501’s.

And I just managed to pull my hand out of my pants when Lois’s head popped back up above the counter top. Then she quickly asked. “Did you just shove something down my pants?”

As I gave her a blank stare, I said. “No.”

But Lois simply pointed to the glass front counter, and said. “I just saw you stick your hand down your pants. What did you steal?”

But I quickly replied. “Miss, I admit that I stuck my hand down my pants. But I swear I didn’t take anything. I don't wear underwear and watching your beautiful tight ass shake while I followed you up here. Gave me an enormous hard on and because my boner was pointing in the wrong direction. It was becoming quite uncomfortable and a bit painful too.”

And By the time I was finished, Lois had moved the condom samples and lubricants that she placed on the counter top off to the side. Then she leaned heavily on it and said. “Prove it, or I’ll call the police.”

Quickly thinking to myself, and using my inside voice again, I said. “I know I didn't steal anything. And I also know that I’m going commando too, because I didn't put any drawers on this afternoon when I finished my shower. And I definitely had a raging hard on, and Lois was still making it harder by the second while she was badgering me.”

So with little choice and absolutely nothing to loose, I did what any other young and extremely horny red-blooded American male would do in my situation. And if there was one thing that my last four girlfriends taught me, it was always give the young (or old in Lois’s case) lady what she wants.

Then right there in the front of the drug store and standing less then 10 feet from the front door and the large pane glass windows. Plus with eagle-eyed Lois watching me like a hawk, I unbuttoned my Levi 501 jeans and let them fall straight to the floor. And I showed Lois or anyone else who may have been watching, my entire package, my bat and balls or my family jewels.

And while I stood there for a very long minute or two, with my jeans pooled down around my ankles. And my hands on my hips, Lois’s face turned a very bright shade of red and she chuckled before saying. “Dam, the next time a young man tells me that looking at my ass gave him a boner, I’ll have to believe him.”

Now with that said, and no signs of merchandise anywhere in my pants, I asked. “Is it alright if I pulled my jeans up now?”

Lois, still chuckling, just said. “If you must, you can pull them back up now.”

As I bent down and slowly pulled my pants back up, I slowly and carefully tucked Harry inside, and said to myself. “If either Sheri or Mary Ann doesn’t pan out, maybe Lois would be willing to become my next girlfriend, mistress or an older fuck buddy.”

While I very slowly started to button up my jeans, on the outside I said. “Miss, may I please have the lubricant now, my girlfriends waiting for me.”

Going commando does have a few hazards that go with the territory. Like pinching your nuts, boner or pulling pubic hair when you try to button your pants up too quickly. And the button fly jeans are also a lot safer then the zippered jeans are. Because your manly parts tend to get caught in a zipper more often then the button down jeans.

And I can easily tell you this from experience, neither pair of jeans was a walk in the park. But also after tonight, going commando can be an occasional perk as well. Especially with a young or older lady is staring right at your fully exposed and erect cock. Plus it Lois was anything like Fay. And the other MILF who enjoyed looking at my cock and balls, Lois might even love to watch me jerk off for her too.

As Lois placed a box of KY jelly in front of me, I showed her both the front and backs of my hands. Then I reached back into my pants and made one final adjustment to Harry. And after I removed my hand again, I showed Lois the fronts and backs of both hands a second time. Man I felt like a blackjack dealer showing the eye in the sky that he wasn't palming any cards, chips or cash.

When I was finished Lois chuckled again, and said. “Your girlfriend is one very lucky girl.”

And while I was paying for my stuff a young man named John came up and asked. “Lois, is everything alright up here?”

John was a tall and husky man standing at least 5 feet 11 inches tall and weighing around 230 pounds. He had shoulder length black hair and blue eyes.

Lois still quite a bit red faced, removed her hand from in front of her mouth and quickly replied. “This gentleman here asked me about condoms and lubricants when I started blushing like a schoolgirl.”

While Lois continued to smile at me, while I smiled back and paid for my purchase. My wallet was another $10.00 shorter. But at least I planted another seed while I put Lois in the running for a future girlfriend. Plus I also added a dream of Lois only wearing that short blue apron for me on our first date in my spank bank.

And every time she tried to hide her bare breasts behind that apron, I would simply say. “You saw my bat and balls, why can’t I see your melons?”

Plus since Lois’s apron was wide open in the back, in my dreams. I would have a much better view of her delicious ass cheeks. And because it only came down to Lois’s mid thigh in the front, I would also have easy access to her lower lady bits too. By simply lifting it up a little and tucking it back into her waistband. 

As I started my van and exited the burger joint’s parking lot, it was only a moment or two after Sheri did. So I had to briefly play catch-up because Sheri was a lead foot. And she lived about twenty minutes form the burger joint at night and with little to no traffic.

So I figured that it would be a thirty minute or so drive during the daytime and with the usual moderate to heavy Norfolk traffic. And I made a mental note to self, about it. Plus Sheri also lived in what I would consider an upscale apartment complex. All because she had to sign me in with the rent a cop. And he worked out of a pretty good sized booth, compared to the ones that we had down on the piers.

And after showing him my driver’s license and vehicle registration, he logged me into some sort of record book or ledger before saying. “Remember Miss, if Lawrence is going to be a frequent guest, you will need to stop by the main office to get him a parking decal for his van.

Before Sheri and I left, we both thanked William for his assistance and pulled away. William was what you would consider an average part time security guard. But for all I knew, this could have been a full time gig for him. 

He was about 5 foot 10 or 11 inches tall and could have easily tipped the scale at right around 350 pounds if not more. William had black hair chopped into a military style hair cut and had dark colored eyes that I guessed were brown.

After I continued to follow Sheri to our future love shack, we stopped and parked in front of a two story brick cube. As I later and quite often referred to it as the cube or the farm. Because after I got out of my van and looked around, all I saw was a bunch of identical brick cubes.

And I could see a dozen or more of these cubes scattered all over the property. While back in the carpet installing world, it would be considered a monkey match pattern. As in a monkey could very easily match the lines or pattern in the rug when they were seaming two pieces of it together. Since all of the cubes were two stories high by two apartments wide and two apartments deep, or eight apartments to a cube.

So first you had to know what building number you were looking for or lived in. Then you needed to know the floor and apartment number too. Like AA-01 101, BB-02 202, CC-03 204, etc. As the first group of letters and numbers meant what building number it was and the next bunch of numbers were for the apartment number. The numbers starting with a one were on the first floor, while the ones starting with a two were on the second floor.

And I one wasn’t paying attention or was drunk off their ass, just like I’ve been so many times in my past. He or she could very easily stumble onto someone else’s apartment and or bed with a perfect stranger. And hopefully that bed wouldn’t belong to a child or a teenager.

Plus, even though there was a guard at the gate and a random patrol outside driving though the parking lots. What parent in their right mind would leave the front door unlocked in the first place, especially when they had kids?

Since Sheri’s arms were full of her burger joint uniform, bra, panties and shoes. I had the distinct pleasure of unlocking and opening the door to our future love shack for her. But my van will always be our rolling love palace, since it was the first place that Sheri and I made love. And it’s always nice to have a backup place to fuck, especially when its climate controlled and has a roof over it. Plus hot and cold running water is always a nice perk to have too.

Because anytime that I didn’t have a girlfriend, I spent many nights, days’ afternoons and sometimes weekends too. As I would simply curl up on that platform bed butt ass naked in one parking lot or another. Just to wake up with a hard on and a lonely cold shower or baby wipe bird bath to look forward too.

Except now I had Sheri and hopefully she wouldn’t become ex girlfriend number five too soon. Or it’s back to hanging out and sleeping in strange parking lots all over again. Although I wouldn’t have minded one bit, if Sheri simply allowed me to just carry her bra and lace panties for her.

And instead of being conveniently stuffed in between her uniform, I would have simply carried one article in each hand as I waved them about openly and boldly. So if anyone just happened to be looking out their window, they would have instantly known that Sheri was totally naked underneath the set of pale green set of scrubs she wore. 

But when I opened the front door, I got my very first glimpse of hers and Karen’s apartment. Sheri’s living room looked like it came right out of a magazine and was bigger than what one would expect by looking at the outside of the cubes. In this picturesque space, there were two sofas; one was green in color and a little lighter than the color of grass. While the other one was a burnt or darker orange in color.

There was also a matching green chair, two cocktail tables and four end tables. Or two complete sets of accent tables with the cocktail tables directly in front of each couch. And they were also flanked on either side with its own matching end table. 

The room also had a very dark green area rug centered in it. And that left about a two or three foot border exposed, showing the lightly colored hardwood floor below the rug. The sofas and table sets were all located on one of the longer walls in the room. While on the opposite wall, had a hallway centered on it and leading out of the room. And a television set to the left of the hall with a stereo on the right.

One set of tables was made out of either mahogany or cherry while the other one was done in pine or maple. Plus a chair was sitting all by it self, in a darker corner of the room and it instantly reminded me of a time out chair. And hopefully I wouldn’t be spending any or much time in it. Because it looked lonely over there and not used very much either. But who knows, it could also become our make out chair. All I had to do was simply suggest it.

Some time later I found out that the burnt orange sofa and table set belonged to Sheri when we actually fucked on it for the first time. And after that, it was the only couch that I would either sit or lay on. No wonder why Sheri was instantly drawn to me, as she loved the color of my bright orange neon sign that was shaped like a Ford E100 van.

With all of that aside, each of the end tables had a lamp on it, and they all matched close enough for government work or to be considered a set of four. Though two of them had black centers and belonged to Sheri’s while the other pair had a dark brown center.

And the three windows in the room all had light green window dressing, drapes or curtains over them. That helped accent and to balance out the darker green sofa and chair along with the much darker green colored carpeting. Plus the burnt orange couch also complemented the room as well.

When we entered, Sheri quickly dropped her bra, lace panties and the burger joint’s uniform on the closest sofa, which was the burnt orange one. Down the hallway leading out of the living room, was dark brown shag style wall to wall carpet.

And off to the right was a small normal looking closet, where they kept coats, shoes and boots along with a few other small items. While the door on the left, Sheri said was Karen and Mike’s room. And next door on the right of the hallway was a two piece guest bathroom with just a sink, commode and a small linen closet.

While Sheri and I continued our walking tour down the hallway, we reached another set of doors on either side. On the right and behind a set of metal folding doors was the laundry room. It had the standard side by side washer and dryer set up. With a long shelf spanning the entire length of the room above them, filled with various laundry necessities. 

But on the left was Sheri’s room. And the one that I was most interested in. She had a queen-sized white canopy four post bed. Along with a matching dresser, night stand and dressing table with a hutch and mirror. But it was her white, youthful and virginal canopy bed that caught both mine and Harry’s single eye the most. And everything we could do to Sheri in it, especially with some rope and a willing partner. 

Then she led me through her room and into the bathroom. The tile pattern here was the same as in the guest bathroom. The walls were all painted an eggshell or off white with 1-foot square white tiles on the floor and 1-inch white tiles on the walls that ended about 4 feet off the floor. 

And in a purely random pattern, the walls also had 1-inch square light brown, dark brown, black and grey tiles occasionally thrown in. Plus in the shower area, the tiles went all the way up to the painted white ceiling.

After showing me the four piece bathroom with a tub, separate shower, commode and a double set of vanity sinks. And each sink had its own medicine cabinet set in the wall above it. Plus the double vanity sinks does allow for two people to get dressed and ready for work at the same time. Along with the two medicine cabinets, they allow for some degree of privacy and to keep things secret from your roommates, just as long as they don’t decide to go snooping.

When Sheri pointed to a closed door directly across from the one we just entered from, she said. “Through that door is Karen and Mike’s room. If the door to the bathroom here is locked, you’ll just have to use the guest bathroom. Because either Mike or Karen are using it, but sometimes they also forget to unlock it when their done. And please, try not to forget to unlock it. ”

At first I thought the set up was a bit strange or odd. By having both bedrooms share a common master bathroom. But the design did allow for a much larger than normal living room, kitchen and dining room. And I can easily see how Sheri was able to watch Karen and Mike while they were making love.

Since her bedroom door might have been partially open while Karen and Mike were doing it in the bathroom. And as Sheri came down the same hallway that we just did, she could have easily entered her room without them knowing it.

Then while she was changing clothes or actually going to use the bathroom herself. Sheri could have easily stumbled onto them, while they were in the throws of passion. And simply decided to stay and watch and diddle herself on her bed afterwards.

Plus if Sheri’s afraid of the dark, we could always leave the bathroom light on and her bedroom door leading to it, open a crack. Well, more like halfway if I had my way. Just in case Karen and Mike wanted to perform an encore making love session in the bathroom again. This way, both Sheri and could watch them and take notes before we copied and did exactly what they were doing.

Only we would be fucking in her room and if Karen and Mike decided to watch us, it would also be fine with me. But I’m not quite sure if Sheri would go along with that idea too.

Quickly thinking to myself first, before I finally decided to speak my mind out loud, I said. “You mean that if you were naked and playing hard to get. I could chase you through the bathroom, then Karen’s room and down the hallway, until I finally caught you?”

Giggling back at me, Sheri quickly said. “First of all Larry, if and when I decided to get naked, I would not be playing hard to get. And second, Karen and I both agreed not to have sex in the common rooms. And I believe that would include running around the apartment naked too.”

Again, thinking to myself first, I simply asked. “But what about the bathroom sex incident that you told me about? Don’t we at least owe Karen and Mike a little peek of us in action?”

Now with a very stern look on her face, Sheri quickly replied. “I don’t want to borrow trouble, but things do happen. So let’s just try not to have sex in one of the common rooms. Then if we make a mistake and they catch us, it will be by accident and not something that we planned ahead of time.” 

Trying to lighten the mood a bit, I just giggled back at her, and softly asked. “What about tying you up to your virginal white four-post canopy bed, would that be allowed?”

Laughing back at me now, Sheri simply replied. “If you haven’t noticed by now, I’m no virgin. And no, you can’t tie me to my bed or any other bed, for that matter. I’m not into bondage or any of that S&M stuff. So if that’s what you have in mind, you had better leave right now.”

Quickly trying to salvage the situation and hopefully our relationship in the process, I quickly said. “No, that is not what I want. I just want to make you happy and to spend every minute of everyday that I could with you. And it doesn’t matter if it’s just in your company, in your arms, in your apartment, in your bedroom or inside my van. I just want to simply spend time with you.”

As Sheri’s eyes began to tear up, she pressed her body close to mine and quickly discovered that Harry wanted to be in her company too. Except, that Harry also wanted to buried someplace deep inside her. After a few minutes, when Sheri broke our embrace, she took my hand and softly said. “Let’s go back to my white virginal canopy bed and see what we could do to help poor Harry out, just as long as you promise not to tie me up to it.”

Because I always trying to think on my feet, especially when I’m trying to salvage an idea or something that’s important to me. So after stopping for a moment or two, I quickly asked. “But what if a villain breaks into your apartment and ties you up. And I’m the super hero trying to rescue you. Can you be briefly tied up then?”

Quickly giggling back at me, Sherri simply said. “Well, we will just have to see about that one and discuss it later.”

But both my big brain and Harry’s little brain, simply took Sheri’s response as a solid maybe. And she continued to lead me by the hand back into her bedroom, closing the bathroom door behind her.

When the door was closed, Sheri began to take off that skimpy set of pale green scrubs that she wore home. And once again, she revealed her exquisite naked body to me. Only this time is was under much better lighting. So I quickly followed suit and removed my jeans and t-shirt, showing off my naked body as well.

Now that we were both naked as the day we were born, Sheri simply asked. “Do you want to be on top or would you prefer to be on the bottom?”

Quickly guessing that she meant to ask, would you like to be on the top of me or under me? I just as quickly answered. “I would love to be on the bottom when you fuck me on your white virginal canopy bed for the first time.”

Giggling now, Sheri forcefully said. “Then assume the position, mister.”