Oh Sherrie | By : Shimmerrain69 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Journey Views: 1434 -:- 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. |
Hello everyone who is reading my story. As of right now, this may be the last chapter for a while, only because I have writer's block at the moment. If something comes to me I will definitely post and hope to keep the story going.
Not willing to sit around on another Saturday night alone, he prepared to go out on the town. There were many women who were ripe for the picking. He called Neal to see if he and Tena wanted to double date. Neal said sure and they agreed to meet at their favorite place for drinks and dancing at nine. The atmosphere was light and fun, a lot of trendy professional young people, who had grown accustomed to seeing members of the Journey band on occasion. Neal and Tena were already there when Steve showed up with a slender attractive woman; she was similar in looks to Sherrie and a good 3 inches taller than him, because she had on heels. She sat down and introduced herself as Angel. The couples got up periodically to dance. Steve proved that though he was a phenomenal singer, dancing was not his forte, but he was entertaining to watch. When the song changed, he put a protective arm around his date’s waist and walked her back to their seats. When they sat down, a look flashed across Neal’s face. Steve turned to see what he could possibly be looking at, and the color drained from his face. Gregg and Sherrie walked in. She was looking prettier than he’d remembered. Her hair and makeup was soft and becoming, and her skin glowed. She looked genuinely happy. A pang of jealously stabbed at his heart. He felt betrayed. She had to know that if he’d found out about her and Gregg it would hurt. Steve went to stand up, but Neal put a calming hand on his arm. Gregg made eye contact with Neal and waved. He had distanced himself from Journey, choosing to put that chapter of his life behind him and look to a new and different future. He also knew in his heart that when he agreed to take Sherrie in because he knew it would eat away at Steve’s ego. When Gregg went towards the table with Steve and Neal, he felt her pull back, but he placed an arm around her and escorted her there. Sherrie didn’t look at Steve, but she could tell he was seething. “How’s everyone?” Gregg asked good naturedly. Every one said fine; except for Steve, who stared at Sherrie. Then he remembered his step father’s words. “Angel would you like to go for a spin on the floor?” “Of course.” She said and she accepted his hand as he stood her up. Steve and Sherrie made a conscious effort not to look at each other for the remainder of the night. It was childish on their part, but neither was willing to make the first move. When the evening was over, nothing was gained but more confusion. What was Sherrie doing with Gregg? They weren’t sleeping together, but Steve didn’t know that. If anything Sherrie saw it as an advantage if Steve thought so; and what was Steve doing with another woman already? I thought he wanted to work things out? She thought to herself. Then she had to be real, she’d been gone from his life over a month, not taking his phone calls, refusing to see him, of course he was going to move on, men always do. Steve took Angel back to his place; it had been almost two years since another woman had been in his bed at his house. The sex was great, but it simply served a basic human want and desire, but it did not help to heal his heart. Gregg and Sherrie got back home. When she saw Steve she’d hoped he’d beg her again, but she figured he’d moved on with the woman she saw him with. Sherrie decided she didn’t want to give up so easily, seeing him with the other woman made her realize she really did want him in her life. She decided come Monday she would go to the house they shared. She knew he’d be home, because that was his down time day when he wasn’t on tour, or in the recording studio. Sherrie told Gregg of her plan. He felt she was making a mistake, but a woman in love couldn’t be stopped.
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Come Monday, Sherrie showed up early, knowing Steve was already up. When she walked in the door, he was sitting in the living room, coffee mug in one hand, and a paper in the other. He put them down, a look of surprise and relief crossed his expressive face. He got up and grabbed her up in a hug. No words for what seemed like an eternity. “I’m so sorry.” He began hoping his voice didn’t crack. “I love you so much and you know it was never my intention to hurt you.” He put her down. “She sighed heavily. “I know you didn’t mean to hurt me; but I want this to be water under the bridge; I don’t want to talk about it.” Steve scooped her up in his arms again. I had some other plans for today, but I will cancel them. “I’m taking you out on the town tonight.” He kissed her though it was a little awkward at first. When the lovers got back from their “date” They fell back into routine, like she hadn’t been gone from his world for more than a month. They missed each other immensely, both allowing hurt and ego to keep them apart. They were sitting on the couch, talking; Sherrie was often Steve’s sounding board. He missed being able to express his secrets and inner most thoughts to someone who cared for him. He got quiet a minute and just looked at her, her face free of makeup; he liked that, wholesome sweet. He stood up and got down on his knees in front of her. “I have a confession.” He began as he started unbuttoning her jeans. “When I saw you with Gregg, I was beside myself with jealousy.” He told her to lift her hips so he could pull the jeans off. “Really” She said somewhat surprised. “Yes” She knew it took a lot out of him to admit that. He pulled her hips towards the edge of the couch and placed her legs on his shoulders. “I missed this.” He said and started driving her wild as he licked and swirled his tongue around in her delicate folds. She closed her eyes, and placed her hands in his hair and allowed the past few weeks to dissipate in her mind. Steve was a master at cunnilingus. When he got her to the point of no return, he leaned forward to kiss her mouth,his hands going under her shirt to massage her breasts as tongues and hearts intermingled again. She could taste herself on him, which turned her on even more. He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, pushing her onto the bed; they liked to play rough at times, he climbed on top and finished what he started. “Tell me I’m a better lover than Gregg.” Steve started. She could tell he was still jealous and threatened that another man was better in the bedroom than he was. “Gr…” He didn’t allow her to finish, as he placed a finger into her vagina and found her g-spot, getting close to her ear. “I’ll bet he didn’t make you scream like this.” She yelled out and rode his finger, she couldn’t speak at first; and when she tried he simply closed his mouth over hers again. “Gregg and I were never in a relationship.” She finally managed to say; although she would have never admitted to sharing a kiss and dry hump with him when her defenses were down. Steve wasn’t convinced. He and Gregg had sexed each other’s women in the past, so why should Sherrie be any different? Steve sat up on his knees pulling Sherrie towards him spreading her legs, he entered her; slow and steady, watching her face as he plunged deep; taking his jealousy out on her as he rode her hard and unyielding, holding her hands above her head. He started to get carried away and she had to remind him to be gentle. “I’m sorry” He said as he continued to thrust, she knew he was on the threshold of an orgasm when he body began to jerk and he gasped as the warm fluids was leaving his body. He collapsed on top of her......................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. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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