Thank you for reading my tale so far. It has been fun to write and I've enjoyed the reviews. A warning as this chapter includes an gratuitous sex scene.
"So, do you have a girlfriend?" The pretty brunette asked Chuck. Ellie had invited to her to one of her now notorious parties and in the hope of trying to set up her brother Chuck. She was giving him a really cute and innocent look. However, Chuck got the feeling that she was far from innocent.
"Well, I used to. We were dating for several years while in college, but our collective jobs dragged us to different sides of the country and we both got too involved with our work projects, so any commitment between us was put on the backburner. So it sort of fizzled out so we mutually agreed to call it a day and to date other people to see who else is out there." He paused and softly spoke, "She got a new boyfriend straight away."
She grinned coquettishly. "So how is your search going so far?"
Chuck gave back his own suggestive grin. "The search is going very well. I can definitely say that Ellie has good taste in friends. In fact I've narrowed the search down to one girl, if you know what I mean." With that he did an eyebrow dance.
That got a giggle out of Cheryl, a second year nurse that he had just been introduced to by Ellie.
"I think so. You've definitely got a charm about you that I find very attractive," with that she followed with a gesture of placing her hand on his shoulder then slowly sliding her hand down his arm. "So, how about we skip out early on the party and I can find a birthday gift to give you?"
Oh, this is too good. Do I take the gift, or face Ellie's wrath? "Ellie is going to kill me for sneaking away from my own birthday party, but I believe you're worth the pain. She'll forgive me."
Together they sneaked out of the party and got into her car for the short drive to her residence.
"Come on Chuck," she encouraged. "Let's go up to my place."
Chuck didn't want to presume but he was hopeful about what they were going up for. "To talk some more," he stuttered nervously, understanding a little better how a cornered mouse felt.
"Among other things," she replied, shooting him seductive glance before exiting the car.
Chuck was stunned for a moment; this beautiful woman seemed to be willing to have sex with him, and without going on a date no less. He shook his head to clear his mind, thinking he must have misheard her, or read something wrong. Still he did enjoy her company and so he too exited the car, eager to prolong the evening.
He caught up to Cheryl as she waited for him at the foot of the stairs. "You had me worried for a minute," she said teasingly as she started to climb. Chuck could admire the view looking up her long legs and short skirt; it was a promise of things to come.
"Sorry about that," he told her as he climbed the stairs behind her. "Just lost in a thought."
"What sort of thought?" she questioned. "You're not going to bail out on me?"
"No, no of course not," he said quickly, her musical laugh informing him that she had been kidding. "Just… well, from what you said… it sounded like you invited me up here for… sex."
"I have," Cheryl stated plainly, causing Chuck to swallow. "It's not something I usually do, but I have a good vibe about you Chuck, and I wasn't quite ready for our night to end."
Cheryl had not seen such a prefect imitation of a goldfish before, and she thought it was rather adorable. Taking advantage of Chuck's stunned state, she pounced upon him like a lioness, pressing him against the wall and kissing him passionately. The way he froze up, she was worried that she may have misread him, but then he surprised her and returned her kiss with a fire equal to her own as he placed his hands on her hips and pulled her body closer to his own.
She could barely touch the floor as the tall man's embrace caused them to stumble the entire way to her door as they did everything in their power to remain attached at the lips. However as they got to her door, with her back pressed against the wall as she and Chuck continue to kiss while she fumbled through her handbag for her keys, she felt the curly haired man move his hand away from her hip and venture upwards, slipping underneath her blouse, coming into contact with her breast.
Eyes widening in realisation, Cheryl's nimble hands found the purpose they needed to stop messing around and find her keys, unlocking the door quickly and almost causing the couple to fall backwards as they stumbled through the entrance, breaking their kiss.
"Why don't you just sit down for a bit," Cheryl said breathlessly. "I'm just going to freshen up a bit."
Chuck just nodded numbly as his date made her way to the bathroom, his eyes never leaving her retreating form until it was blocked from sight by the bathroom door. The sound the door made as it closed seemed to return some of Chuck's senses to him and began the long process habit of over thinking things.
But then the bathroom door opened and out walked Cheryl wearing nothing but a sexy smile and Chuck decided, as he gazed at what could only be described as perfection, that he didn't really care anymore if this was a dream or not.
His eyes were drawn to the sight of her naked body, from her soft tanned skin to her perfectly sized breasts and erect nipples, to her completely shaved pussy and her fantastically long legs. "God you're absolutely beautiful," he couldn't help but whisper in reverence.
Cheryl's smile widened at the compliment.
"Looks like you're a little overdressed Chuck," she said, sexily striding over to where he stood. "I think we need to do something about that, don't you?"
Chuck just mutely nodded, as Cheryl began undoing the buttons of his shirt at a teasingly slow pace, letting the garment hang loosely on his shoulders when her hands had completed that task and moved on undoing his belt buckle. As more of his senses returned to him and he realised that yes, this actually was happening, he shrugged off his shirt as Cheryl allowed his pants and silk boxers to drop around his ankles. As he kicked off his shoes and socks and stepped out of the pooled clothing, his beautiful date eyed him with lustful appreciation. "Mmm," she hummed while licking her lips, causing the curly haired nerd to blush at her blatant ogling. The chest hair was new for her, and she had to admit, definitely not unpleasant. Guess there was something in it to trying new things.
"Lay down on the bed," she all but commanded, eager to get things started.
She was pleased to see that Chuck did just that, Chuck settled himself on his back on the bed with his head resting on the pillow, Cheryl knelt in front of him concentrating on the part of his antimony that was very happy to see her. After giving his hard on a lot of attention and he was now slippery wet she crawled on top of him. She slowly wiggled down until they were coupled at the waist. Chuck could feel the warmth of her pussy as it slowly encased his manhood. Another bout of heavy kissing then they start to grind their bodies together.
"Mmm," she hummed in delight, "God you feel amazing."
"I'm here to please!"
"Oh yes Chuck," she cried in ecstasy as their bodies began to move in rhythm with one another. "Yes Chuck just like that… oh God… oo yeah, oo yeah."
Chuck could only watch as his date's body respond to the pleasure they were giving each other, she shook due to what he could only assume was a very intense orgasm. He then felt a surge from his never regions of his own orgasm approaching. He then manoeuvred her so he could get access from behind. Chuck loved doggie style the best. It didn't take long pumping into her to reach his own climax. He thanked his lucky stars that he always keeps a condom in his wallet.
He took pride for his efforts in making such a gorgeous woman climax so hard, and had to shift his hands towards her midsection, supporting his body as Chuck came down from his own orgasm and slumped over her, his head resting against her back.
"God I wish I could keep you," she murmured quietly, the weight of Chuck on top of her caused her to have her head buried in her pillow which muffled the sound of her voice.
Chuck was having his own thoughts, it wasn't very often that he had sex with some stranger that he met at Ellie's party.
"Okay." Chuck started. "I certainly didn't have any expectations that a guy like me could be screwing, um You know."
"What?"
"Um you know, you?"
"What about me?"
"You're really going to make me say it, aren't you? You- wow, okay. Fine. All right, we'll play it your way. A girl like you. Or more appropriately, a woman like you and a sexy one at that. Not to mention cool and extremely beautiful."
"Well, you're not so bad yourself."
"Please. I'm fantastic."
"Yeah. You are."
"Right, Let's go again" Chuck responded, placing his arms around Cheryl in comfort, a gesture that was not resisted by the brunette. Round two was much slower than the first as the initial thrill of making love to a stranger had gone away. They did their best to familiarise each other's body, finding what got a response and what didn't.
"You seemed to be taking your time, then I take it you were enjoying yourself?"
"Absolutely," he exclaimed looking her.
"You're very good at what you do."
"I'm glad," Chuck told her, before glancing at the clock on the bedside table. "Well, I guess… I better get going."
It was really the last thing he wanted to do, but he did need to get to the trade fair the next day, and he didn't want to wear out his welcome either. However as he tried to move off the bed, he found that Cheryl wasn't exactly being cooperative in letting him up.
"Um…" she murmured into his chest again, seemingly a bit embarrassed."You could always stay here for the night… you can just shower here in the morning before work and pick up your clothes from your place afterwards."
"Maybe I can stay a bit longer," he stated with a grin.
Cheryl grinned as well as his words perked her up. "Great," she said with barely contained joy. "And it also means we can have more sex."
It was very early in the morning, and Chuck was taking in the fresh morning air as he walked home. He had a great time with Cheryl, and wished that he could have spent the entire night. However, he had presentations all the next day. That meant he had to make up time to keep to their schedule and deadline for their Intersect.
Chuck's cell phone buzzed and it bought him out of his musings. He saw that it was Ellie, and was hesitant to answer it. Ellie had been called in for an emergency so she was already up and about. He didn't want to get chewed out by not answering, but it would be even worse if he delayed.
"Hey, sis...Oh, I had a great time. I really appreciate the time and effort you put into celebrating my birthday...Your friend, Cheryl, wanted to show me something at her place...Yes, I mean sex...It was just some fun...If we ever follow up, I have her phone number...I actually have a series of trade fair presentations all day, so I'm on the way home now to get an hour or two sleep...Yeah...Listen, I'm nearly home now, so thanks for the party, and I'll help you clean up after work. Bye, Ellie."
The conversation had taken Chuck from the street all the way back to his apartment. He walked inside and then straight to his bedroom and flopped onto his bed. Two hours later his alarm went off and he got ready for work, but decided to check his e-mail before going to the shower.
"Hm, an e-mail from Bryce. How considerate of him. I'll read it later."
