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. |
Saturday evening was upon them before they knew it. They took their time getting dressed. They did the cute dressed alike couple thing. He wore his signature tight black pants and a silk red shirt, his hair flawless as always. She opted for a short black mini and a similar shirt, sheer black pantyhose and pumps, with a red bow in her hair. It was her idea to arrive fashionably late. Everyone was there and the party was in full swing. Steve and Neal were the ones the females swarmed around. Sherrie had to have a thick skin, while women ignored her and or flirted openly with Steve. He basked in it. The last straw was when a woman rudely stepped in between her and Steve; and Steve didn’t correct her. She walked away and found a corner to stand with drink in hand as she watched the band wallowing in the adoration of the fans. Every so often Steve’s noticeable laugh carried above all the others. She was determined not to be hurt or mad. When she decided to be his girlfriend, she knew this was what she was signing up for. She just never thought it would be so hard, or that she would fall so much in love with him. Their eyes met periodically, and Steve could tell she was irritated.
As the night progressed, Sherrie found her own source of entertainment in the form of 6 foot 2 inches of gorgeous. Matt was his name, and he was only there for the sake of his girlfriend, who was a diehard fan of Journey, before Steve. “Are you a fan of the band?” He asked Sherrie, to keep the conversation going. “Yes, I’m here with a friend as well.” She being vague about whom she was there with. Unknown to her Steve had started watching her every move. The cute way she tilted her head and smiled when she liked what you said. Steve’s green eyes narrowed to slits, wondering what the tall stranger was saying to make her giggle. Steve excused himself from some adoring fans, and walked up behind Sherrie. Caught in mid giggle Sherrie followed Matt’s eyes and turned to see Steve standing there. Knowing him as she did she could tell he was mildly jealous and mad. He whisked her away and led her outside in the night, so they could speak in quiet privacy. “What the hell is that about?” He asked pointing towards the building. “You’re ignoring me and you’re one to talk, aren’t you?” Sherrie exclaimed. Mad that he had the nerve to be upset. Before Sherrie knew it, she was unleashing all of her thoughts of the past few weeks onto Steve, with an occasional “arrogant prick” thrown in for good measure. “Are you done?” He asked in a tone that always infuriated her. “As a matter of fact…..” She started, but he pinned her against the wall of the building and went to kiss her to shut her up, but she turned her head. He placed 2 fingers under her chin and forced her to kiss him, she resisted……………at first. Still upset, she didn’t get everything out she wanted to say. She hated that he could so easily manipulate her with just a kiss, his moist and hot breath blazed a trail from her mouth to her jaw line and then to her neck, his hands under her skirt, kneading her ass as he pressed his manhood against her. “Get a room!” Someone shouted, but they were too engrossed in one another to hear. Steve slipped his hand into her panties and with the middle finger on his right hand he played with her delicate folds, bringing her almost to orgasm, until he caught himself and decided this was not the place. “Let’s call it a night.” And they left in his car and headed home, to finish what was started. When they got home, they could no longer wait. Steve unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down and somehow managed to pull Sherrie on top of him, so that she was impaled on his penis. Pretty soon the windows were fogged up and the car rocking as she bore up and down and ground against him. “Where’s Steve?” Neal asked Jon above the chatter of the crowd that grew from 45 people to 100 in a matter of 20 minutes. Jon rolled his eyes and said “gone.” “He was here, what? All of 30 minutes?” Neal said exasperated. “We agreed to an hour and 30 minutes.” “I’m going to have a talk with him, who does he think he is anyway?” Neal said still irritated that Steve was acting like a pampered brat. “Convinced it was Sherrie who was influencing him to be standoffish. Neal didn’t stay that much longer either, and neither did the other members, they had family and lives to get back to before being on the road again. Steve and Sherrie, got out of the car and went into the house to shower and settle in for the evening. After showering he went to his small office where he spent a lot of his time jotting down possible song lyrics. The phone rang. “Steve.” “Hey it’s Neal.” “Sup dude?” “Why’d you leave so early?” “What do you mean? I came didn’t I? Besides Sherrie and I had some other business to tend to, not that it’s your business.” Steve said a little miffed. “No it’s not my business, but you’re not the only person in this band, or did you notice?” “We want to be a united front, but you keep separating yourself from us, emotionally and physically. “No I’m not.” Steve said defending himself. “I told you before I’m a bit of a loner, comes from many years of being an only child.” “Yeah, yeah, yeah” Neal Mocked. ” I’m sure Sherrie is being an influence as well, the other wives and girlfriends are wondering why she is so special.”Neal said. A sore spot was touched; Steve was fiercely protective of those he loved. His mother and Sherrie were the two women he loved beyond life itself “Don’t bring her up.” Steve said. Sherrie was in the bedroom, but she could hear Steve raising his voice to somebody. She figured it had to be Neal or Herbie, because they had a way of pushing his buttons. “Well you didn’t start acting like this until she came into your life.” Neal knew not to confront Steve face to face with this.” Steve might have been small in stature, but Neal still knew not to ruffle his feathers. Not that he was scared of him, not by a long shot, but he didn’t want to deal with Steve sulking which made tempers flare even more. “This conversation is over.” Steve said. They hung up without saying good bye. “What was that about?” Sherrie asked coming into the office. “Nothing, just Neal being Neal” Sherrie went to massage his shoulders to calm him down. “I’m ok, really.” He assured her and kissed her lips.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. 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