“Well, I was waiting until we got the results to bring it back up,” Sherry said. “I mean, I think the results probably do affect the answer.” Deep down, she wondered if maybe Darren didn’t like the idea of her being the mother to a child that happened to also be his. Some of his comments about marriage and relationships certainly weren’t very optimistic. After all, this guy did go and adopt a child rather than get married and have one of his own. That must say something. “You never answered me when I asked you what are we?”
Darren nodded, remembering the question very well. He turned toward Sherry and smiled. “Well, what do we feel like to you?”
Sherry shrugged. “I don’t know.” She wished she could know what answer Darren was looking for. It had been so long since she’d been in the game when it came to dealing with men that some of her skills when it came to reading them needed to be sharpened up.
“Why don’t we just be what we feel like?” Darren asked.
Sherry then noticed Darren park out in front of the house. The last several minutes had been so lost in thought she hadn’t even realized the brick street they’d been driving down as the one where they lived. “Um, aren’t we gonna go get Gabriel? From the daycare? You didn’t forget, did you?”
Darren chuckled, undoing his seat belt. “Remember when I used the bathroom once we came from getting the results? Well, while I was in there, I called the daycare and told them I wanted Gabriel to stay until later on. You know I’m good friends with the owner, so they agreed and I’ll just have to pay the balance later.”
“Oh, okay,” Sherry said, having planned her afternoon as she would normally.
“I figured it could be just you and me,” Darren said, raising his eyebrows. “And we don’t have to worry about a baby suddenly crying.”
Darren led Sherry into the house. This time, their walking in together felt different. The results changed everything and neither of them wanted to derail the train. Quickly, Darren slammed the door shut then pulled Sherry close to him. They kissed, one confessing their love to the other. They kissed all the way down the hall until Darren’s lower back leaned into the kitchen island.
Soon enough, Sherry dashed away to open one of the sets of French doors. By time she turned around, she discovered Darren was chasing her. A shrill slipped out of her lips and she jerked away. Darren unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, tossing it to the side. He barely missed Sherry’s shirt then rushed around the other side of the kitchen island so he could cut her off.
Sherry realized that Darren was probably going to catch up with her regardless. She stopped, grabbing her stomach in laughter. Darren rushed up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He laughed and squeezed then leaned Sherry’s head back so he could get a kiss. Sherry obliged, her emotions taking over inside. When she would look into Darren’s eyes, everything leading up to today clicked.
When Darren finally let go of Sherry then leaned against the counter with interested eyes, Sherry put her hand into his. “Interesting how everything in life happens for a reason.”
Darren stood straight up, putting his free hand in Sherry’s hand. He ran his fingers over her head. The silky texture of her golden blonde hair slipped through his fingers so easily. “Yeah, I think the same thing sometimes.” He looked away for a moment. “Well, a lot really.”
A nice breeze whipped in through the french doors. Sherry closed her eyes for a moment then looked back into Darren’s eyes. The numerous events leading up to this day flashed through her mind like a slide show. It was unreal – unbelievable. Almost as if she were floating on thin air, She allowed Darren to pull her by the hand down to the dining room table. With an animalistic passion, Darren moved a dining room chair out of the way. Sherry giggled uncontrollably as Darren lifted her up onto the table. It seemed nearly effortless.
“I love you,” Sherry said. The words slipped out of her mouth, almost as if she had no control. She chuckled nervously. What is he gonna say in return?
Darren smiled and never broke eye contact with Sherry. “I love you too.” He kissed her. “I love you too, Sherry.”
Sherry admired Darren for the man he was then commenced to finish kissing him passionately. They chuckled. Their embrace turned into playful wrestling at times. Darren overpowered Sherry, forcing to her to lay back when he pinned her down by her wrists. He then leaned over and pressed his teeth around her shirt collar, pulling it back then quickly sticking his chin under.
“Just take the shirt off!” Sherry suggested then laughed.
Darren slapped Sherry’s ass then did just that, lifting her shirt up over her head then tossing it to the side. Per usual, he pressed his face between her breasts, took a deep breath, then moved his head around. In the heat of the moment, he and Sherry then rushed to get all of their clothes off. Pants, shirts, and underwear flew in various directions. Sun rays reached into the dining room and spread across the carpet. Within minutes, Sherry lay on her back with her legs up. Darren positioned himself between her then pressed the head of his manhood toward the entrance to Sherry’s insides.
The two lovers locked eyes for a long moment. Speaking wasn’t necessary, as their eyes said enough. Darren then smiled, slid his hand up to her neck and gently wrapped his hands around it. Sherry then winced, feeling Darren enter her. The initial stretch was just as powerful as it’d been the first time as well as every time since then. And Sherry loved it.
“Darren,” Sherry said.
Darren leaned over and kissed Sherry as he pressed all the way into it. Both his and her chests pumped as the pleasure overcame them both. Darren kissed Sherry’s forehead then closed his eyes, grunting softly before turning toward the french doors. New emotions he had never felt before flowed through his veins. He stroked deeply into Sherry; her warm thighs pressed against his sides.
Sherry squealed and screamed as Darren worked his way up to vigorous pounding. With a good grip on Sherry’s neck, he thrust so wildly that her body jolted back and forth on the dining room table’s surface. Seeing his bouncing chest made his cock throb. When he finally slowed down, wiping the sweat on his forehead with his forearm, he stepped back. He could tell Sherry was ready for a new position. With his manhood standing tall in front of him, the 6’2”, in shape man helped Sherry down off of the table. I wonder where she’s going.
Sherry looked back at Darren and smiled, telling him with her eyes that she wanted to do something they hadn’t don before. Neither of them paying any mind to the open French door, Sherry gripped the edge of the dining room table. She then arched her back, sticking her behind out as far as she could with her legs spread about. A wince slipped out of her mouth when Darren slapped her ass. He walked up, gripped her waist tightly, then pushed deep inside.
The sound of Darren’s pelvis slamming against Sherry’s backside filled the room. It was methodical; the rhythm was perfect. Sherry had two orgasms and Darren was still holding his own. He looked into Sherry’s eyes when she looked back over her shoulder. Finding out that Gabriel is really his son, and that this wonderful woman he met in such a strange series of coincidences was his mother, has his heart filled with emotions that made Sherry the only woman he saw. This almost seemed like unbelievable dream. But Darren didn’t want to wake up.
“I’m close,” Darren announced, breathing heavily. “Damn! Whew. I’m close.”
Darren worked up to a steady, fast stroke then his body stiffened. He closed his eyes so hard that when he opened them, there was an unexplainable blurriness to the room. The warm breeze was the only thing he could process; the world outside didn’t matter. Darren held Sherry tightly in place until he too had his orgasm.
Darren leaned over and wrapped his arms around Sherry. He licked her ear, telling her how much he loved her. Once he calmed down, he stood up and grabbed a kitchen towel to wipe his forehead. Before he could pull the towel a
way from his face, Sherry had pressed up against him. She kissed him while simultaneously fondling his softening manhood. Darren chuckled as he looked into her eyes again.
“I’m happy with the results,” Darren said. He then opened his eyes a bit wider, indicating he wanted some sort of response from Sherry.