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Oh Sherrie	By : Shimmerrain69 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Journey Views: 1469 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Steve Perry or Sherry Swafford or any members of Journey, past or present. This is fiction. I do not get paid for my story.

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I first wrote the beginning of this story 5/2012. This is a work in progress, I add to it as I get ideas. Hope you enjoy.
Sherrie looked at the clock, knowing that Steve would come roaring up the driveway in his shiny new car at any moment. He’d been on the road for the past few months, promising to do less of it, and spend more time with her. “But it’s in my blood”, he’d told her, “It was there before you.” That stung a little, but she understood, to a degree. He phoned her every chance he got, but as time went on, she found it was not enough and phone sex could only go so far. They’d been together about a year and a half at that point and she was beginning to get fed up with his empty promises and worse yet the groupies. He always talked about his band mates with the groupies, but never implicated himself. She saw how female fans lost their minds the minute he opened his mouth on stage, she also knew that he was a man who took advantage of very attractive women willing to do anything for a rock star.
Looking at the clock again, it was 8:15, and he’d told her he’d be home by about 8. She killed time, by taking a long leisurely bath, then making dinner. She set the table with candles and put some plates out and his favorite wine. It was a toss up, as to which Steve would walk through the door. The horny insatiable Steve; or the just plain tired wants to fall asleep in his own bed Steve.
When Steve got home, it was well after midnight. He put his luggage on the floor, and glanced over at the beautifully set dining room table, and saw that he’d let her down again. He’d assured her he’d be home by eight, but traffic and weather were beyond his control. Sherrie had gotten tired of waiting up and fell asleep on the couch. He turned the TV off and stepped over to the couch and sat beside her and lightly caressed her face before kissing her forehead. She didn’t stir. He picked her up. Lazily she opened her eyes not fully aware if she was dreaming or awake. He laid her gently on the bed, took off her shoes and covered her up. After hours on a bus, he wanted a shower before climbing into bed.
He slid in beside her, completely naked, his usual way of going to bed. It was liberating to sleep in the buff. He spooned Sherrie. Her failure to rouse, he knew she was physically and emotionally tired. Within minutes; Steve was asleep, his nose nestled in her sweet smelling hair. Later that morning, Sherrie awoke first, the morning sunlight beaming into her eyes; she’d forgotten to close the curtains. Steve was still fast asleep, his face turned away from her and an arm across his abdomen, she lay for a few minutes listening to his steady breathing. She always liked to watch his face when he slept, so peaceful. She saw remnants of the boy he once was, his face softened and more beautiful in slumber and she kissed him.
Sherrie looked at the clock. It was 8:30, which was late for Steve who was usually up at 6, or before with his coffee and paper. “I might as well get up.” She thought to herself. She sat up and was startled when a strong hand grabbed her back in bed. “Where do you think you’re going?” He said playfully, his voice still husky from sleep. “I missed you.” He said climbing on top of her, burying his face in her neck. “I missed you too.” She kissed his lips, he kissed back. The sweet tender kiss, picked up steam and turned into hungry deep tongue kissing passion, as the lovers tumbled about for control in the bed. Steve won, and Sherrie surrendered to the inevitable. She was a one man woman, so Steve knew he didn’t have to worry when he was on the road. The months of pent up passion was surfacing as was evident in the orgasm that rocked her body. She screamed and dug her nails into his back, and then stillness when her body was spent. He kissed her face tenderly before rolling off of her.
Over breakfast which Steve had prepared, he informed her they would be attending a Journey fan’s appreciation dinner on Saturday evening. “So soon?” You just got off of a tour; can’t your fans leave you alone for a minute? She asked. “It’s the fans that are allowing us to live like this.” He reminded her and took another mouth full of pancakes. She really didn’t want to go; she would have loved nothing better than to simply spend it alone with Steve; hiking, a simple walk on the beach, or just home and dinner that he prepared, but she knew it would make him happy to go. “Besides, we can stay maybe an hour, let my face be seen then we can go.” How is that?” He asked hoping to appease her. She relented.
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