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The Heat Of Passion.
Chapter 4
Finally controlling her laughter, through a giggle, Penny asked "How could you not get it up?"
Turning to face her, his face burning bright red, Sheldon scowled at Amy, "How could you tell everybody?"
Amy looked less than contrite. A grin creeping onto her face, she replied "It just slipped out".
Quick as a flash, Bernadette asked "Doesn't it have to be in first, before it can slip out?"
A loud roar of laughter filled the room, and Penny spat out her mouthful of wine.
Emily, the only one of the four women, not in an uncontrollable fit of laughter, offered "I can write you a prescription for Viagra, if you like".
The roars of laughter getting even louder, Sheldon jumped to his feet and yanked the apartment door open. Turning to look at Amy, still sitting on the couch, laughing, he glowered at her, "When you're ready to apologize, you'll find me in 4A", then he slammed the door behind him.
The sound of the door slam echoed in his head, and, with a start, Sheldon was awake.
Feeling him jerk himself awake, Amy shook herself from sleep, and, in her lazy, relaxed morning voice, greeted him, "Good morning".
His head throbbing from the night's overindulgence, Sheldon asked "How could you tell Penny?"
Cringing, Amy asked "How did you know?" Rubbing his pounding head, Sheldon informed her, "I was sitting right next to you, on the couch".
Amy was confused. "Sheldon" she began, "we weren't sitting on the couch. I was in the bathroom".
Pulling himself into a sitting position, Sheldon gave Amy a questioning look, then she went on, "I think you've had a bad dream".
"Maybe" he replied, "I think I had too much drink last night". Closing his eyes and stroking his sore head, he asked, "So, what did you mean by 'I was in the bathroom'?"
Amy paused for a moment, waiting for the ground to open up and swallow her. With a guilty look, she began to explain, "You see Sheldon, I rang Penny last night, from the bathroom, to ask for her advice, but only about us having sex".
Giving him a reassuring smile, she went in, "but I promise you, she doesn't know, and I swear to you, she will NEVER know, what happened afterwards".
Sheldon thought for a moment, then he gave her a half angry, half disappointed look. Snarling "great", he climbed from the bed and went into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him. Amy lay there, listening to the bath running. Recalling their first bath at the hotel, she was tempted to join him, but decided it was probably not the best idea she'd ever had.
-o-o-o-o-
They checked out as soon as Sheldon was dressed, and they were packed.
They traveled in almost complete silence, Amy taking the wheel, rather than Sheldon, who's mind was clearly not on the road.
Half an hour into the drive home, Amy could stand the strained silence no longer. Glancing at him, she said "Sheldon, I've apologized. What more can I do?"
Taking a deep breath, Sheldon held it for a moment, then slowly letting it out, he replied "You don't understand do you? Penny's so nosey, she's bound to ask how it was?"
With a shrug, Amy offered "so, we tell her it was great. She's not to know any different".
"And what about my facial twitching?" he asked, "you know I can't lie, without it giving me away".
They drove on in silence, the miles slipping by, both their minds working on a solution to their predicament, until Sheldon suddenly looked across at Amy, a smile on his face, the only thing missing, a light bulb over his head.
"I take it you've thought of something?" Amy asked. "I have indeed" he replied.
Shuffling in her seat, Amy encouraged him, "well, don't keep it to yourself".
"We won't need to lie, will we?" he asked, "if we've actually had coitus?"
Amy gave him a 'what are you talking about?' look, then she said, "You're going to have to walk me through it".
"It's simple" he announced, "as soon as we get back to your apartment, we have coitus, after which, we don't need to lie".
A huge smile crossing her face, Amy licked her lips, "now you're talking".
Swinging off the freeway, Amy gunned the engine and headed for Glendale, cursing every time they hit a red light, until, after what seemed like hours, she swung into the parking lot outside her building.
Jumping from the car and heading for the apartment block, locking the car door with the remote over her shoulder, they raced up the stairs, taking them two at a time, arriving, breathless, outside apartment 314.
Finally managing to get her key in the lock, she unlocked and flung the door open, staggering through, Sheldon one step behind, closing the door behind him.
Turning, she threw her arms around his neck, and plunged her mouth onto his, pushing her tongue against his lips, until Sheldon opened his mouth, to admit her tongue, which stroked against his.
Breaking the kiss, in a gasping voice, Sheldon asked "Shower?"
Almost whimpering with desire, Amy replied "Not unless you intend to fuck me in there".
Sheldon gave her a wide eyed look, his voice rising in shock, "AMY, Language".
Her breathing a series of panting gasps, she snarled "Screw the language, just take me, NOW!"
Sheldon stood there, unable to decide what to do next, so, having given him a full three seconds, Amy took charge. Putting her hands flat on his chest, she pushed him backward onto the couch, landing on his lap, straddling him, feeling his erection pressing into her.
Wriggling herself on his lap, she ground herself onto him, driving him into her center. Feeling a heavy wetness forming in her core, she rocked herself against him, Sheldon's face pressing into her breasts, groaning quietly into her body.
Worried she might push him too far, she shuffled herself back along his lap, relieving the pressure.
"Don't move" she cautioned him, then, standing, she grabbed his T-Shirt and pulled it over his head, throwing it over the back of the couch, then she quickly unbuckled his belt, undid the button and zipper, and pulled his pants down, followed by his underpants. Unzipping her skirt, she dropped it to the floor and stepped out of it, then she slipped her panties down, and kicked them across the room.
Seeing Amy moving toward him, Sheldon slid himself to one side, to lay on his back, his head on one arm of the couch, and his legs hanging over the other arm, his arousal standing rigidly to attention.
In a moment, Amy was on top of him, straddling him, her hand already grasping him under her, guiding him to her, squatting down, to feel him nudge her swollen lips, then she felt him slip into her, just the tip of him, and Sheldon moaned, "Oh God, yes, yesssssss".
She hesitated, then Sheldon thrust himself upward into her, and she cursed "Christ". Sheldon froze, then he gasped "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"
"No" she assured him, "I just need a minute", then she begged "please don't move".
She perched there, panting, Sheldon halfway in her, then, gritting her teeth, she drove herself down onto him, stretching herself wide, Sheldon's length stroking her walls, as he slid further into her, until he could go no deeper.
Feeling himself enter her, the hot, slippery wetness of her, tantalizing the naked flesh of his erection, Sheldon lost the ability to think properly, his only thoughts, the incredible sensations Amy's body was giving to him.
Seconds passed, then, leaning forward a little, she put her hands on his torso, fingers down the sides of his rib cage, her thumbs on his chest.
She slowly raised herself up, feeling Sheldon slipping out of her, then she pressed down again, moaning as she felt him drag along her walls, then she was moving up and down, a slow, steady rhythm building, Sheldon groaning and squirming under her, his body jerking against her, driving himself up, to meet her coming down, to crash together, driving deep into her.
Arching her back, she rocked herself on him, feeling her loins twisting and coiling ever tighter, her heart pounding, as though it was about to explode, as she crept closer to her climax.
Sheldon was close, Amy's scalding wetness soaking deep into his flesh, the exquisite delight of it pushing him closer and closer, until he could hold on no more. Arching his back from the couch, he began to pulse, his teeth clenched, Amy's name rising from his throat, "AAAMMMYYY".
Feeling him begin to pulse, Amy turned her head and, in the corner of her eye, she saw a face framed in blonde hair. For a moment, she wasn't sure she'd seen it, but, turning to look again, she locked eyes with the blonde woman, standing in the doorway, eyes wide, mouth open.
Sheldon beginning to pulse into her, Amy screamed "OH SHITTTT", then she was scrambling to get off him. Her left leg slipped from the couch, and she fell in a heap on the floor, landing on her back. The wind knocked out of her, she lay, naked from the waist down, fighting to recover her breath, unable to speak.
Suddenly torn from Amy, Sheldon was too close to stop his orgasm. He lay there, unable to move, his inner muscles clenching, his hot juices erupting onto his own chest and stomach.
Laying on her back, Amy couldn't breath. Saliva slipping down her throat, she gasped "help me".
Penny was torn. She wanted to slam the door and run away to her own apartment, but she knew she needed to help Amy. For a moment she glanced at Sheldon, laying on his back, naked, his breathing rapid, as he passed through the final stages of his climax, then she was on the move, dropping to her knees, helping Amy to sit up.
Leaning forward, Amy coughed up a mouthful of saliva, spitting it onto the floor.
Finally regaining his senses, Sheldon rolled from the couch, to kneel beside Amy. A look of concern on his face, he asked "Are you OK Amy?"
Nodding, her breathing slowing a little, she assured him, "I'm OK". Turning to look at Penny, she asked "What the hell are you doing, bursting in like that?"
Penny looked offended. "I'm checking on your apartment, like you asked me to".
Flicking her eyes across the two naked bodies beside her, she continued "What are you doing here? You're not due home till this evening". giving them another brief glance, she snapped "Will you two please go and put some clothes on?"
-o-o-o-o-
Standing under the shower, the hot water running over them, Amy held her forehead, her eyes clamped shut, and groaned "Oh God, how embarrassing".
"Think yourself lucky" Sheldon replied, "at least you're the same sex, and you were half dressed". Staring at the floor, every detail of what had just happened, rerunning in his eidetic memory, he went on, "I'm male, and was completely naked".
"You're right" she agreed, "you stay here, and I'll go and explain to Penny". With a swallow, she finished "if I can think of an explanation".
Putting his hand on her shoulder, to stop her from climbing out of the shower, he said, "No, I think we both need to do this".
Amy went to speak, but Sheldon cut her off, "If I don't face Penny now, I doubt I'll ever be able to".
Lathering herself up with shower gel, she glanced at Sheldon, who was gently stroking himself. With a grin, she asked "Is this really the appropriate time for that?"
With a wink, Sheldon replied, "just checking it still works. After a shock like that, it might be suffering from PTSD".
Stifling a laugh, she went onto tiptoes and gave him a quick kiss on the lips, "Come on" she said, gesturing toward the door with a tilt of her head, "let's go and talk to Penny".
Sitting on the couch, Penny lifted the glass from the coffee table, and took a large gulp of wine. Hearing the door open, without looking at them, she announced, "I've poured wine for us".
"Not for me" Sheldon said, "it's alcohol that got us into this predicament".
Penny went to ask, but Amy cut her off, "Private joke. Don't worry about it".
They sat there for a few minutes, struggling to think of something to say, but there was only one subject on all their minds, and nobody wanted to raise it.
Finally, clearing her throat, Penny began, "Look guys, I'm so sorry, but I didn't expect you to be home, let alone …". Trailing off, she murmured "you know?"
Glancing at Amy, Sheldon gave a nervous cough, then he replied "It's as much our fault, as yours. We should have informed you we were coming home early".
Cutting in, Amy asked "How about we try to forget it ever happened?" Giving her one of his 'haughty derision' looks, Sheldon informed her, "That's easy for you to say, but I have an eidetic memory".
Penny resisted the temptation for as long as she could, but, the uncomfortable silence getting longer, she finally had to comment. Turning to Amy, she grinned, "Mazel tov". Amy asked "I'm sorry?"
A salacious grin on her face, Penny observed "Sheldon certainly confirms the theory about height, doesn't he?"
Blushing, Sheldon put on a stern expression. Raising his voice, he instructed "Kindly stop discussing my genitals".
Swallowing down the last of her wine, Penny replied, "OK, OK, subject closed, and I think I'd better be going".
Opening the door for her, Amy pleaded "Please don't tell anyone about this". "I won't" Penny assured her, "Will we see you for girls night?" Pausing, she gave Amy an exaggerated wink, "or will you two be busy, doing something else?"
Closing the door, Amy sat on the couch, next to Sheldon. Stroking his cheek, she asked "Are you OK?" Thinking for a moment, he assured her "Yes, I'll survive, and at least we're saved the effort of telling everyone".
Seeing the questioning look on Amy face, Sheldon asked, "You don't honestly think Penny can keep a secret like that, do you?
-o-o-o-o-
Cuddling together, Sheldon kissed Amy's neck, then, moving downward, he trailed a line of kisses across her shoulder, dipping down onto her chest, to circle the nipple of her left breast, finally capturing the nipple, flicking it with his tongue, then sucking it into his mouth.
With a moan, Amy asked, "Do you think you manage a repeat performance?" Raising his eyebrows, he asked "Twice in one day? I'm just a living, breathing sex toy to you, aren't I?"
Licking her lips, she confirmed "Yes, you are. Why, is that a problem?"
"No" he replied with a grin, "I just wanted to establish my position, in this relationship".
"Your position?" she asked with a grin, "On top this time, I think".
"Plenty of time for that" he assured her, then he was kissing down her chest, on down her stomach, then he placed a line of tiny kisses around her inner thighs, causing her to inhale sharply. A moment later she felt the tip of his tongue graze her nub.
Running the tip of his tongue across her slick folds, he pushed his tongue into her, and Amy jerked against his mouth, a stifled moan rising from her throat, her fingers digging into the mattress.
Feeling her begin to twitch and shudder under his mouth, he lifted his face from her, breathed open mouthed onto her, his hot breath gently torturing the delicate flesh, then he crawled, inch by inch, up her body, pausing to kiss both nipples, finally arriving, to kiss her mouth.
Tasting herself on his mouth, she nibbled at his lower lip, reaching between their bodies, taking him into her hot hand, feeling him growing harder by the second, then, moaning into his mouth, she guided him into her, feeling him push himself deep into her, the feeling of being stretched by him, still new, but comforting.
Taking a deep breath, Sheldon inhaled the sweet smell of cherries, and the arousing scent of pheromones, from Amy's warm body.
He began to stroke into her, long and slowly, their mouths still locked together, Amy's tongue stroking and caressing his, their breaths shared, his chest dragging across her breasts, her flesh, hot, soft and luxurious, sliding and stroking across his.
Feeling him stroke faster, Amy clamped her walls around him, the increased friction driving the sensations deep into her body, to tighten and twist her loins, the knot of tension building with each stroke, then she felt herself teetering on the edge.
Wrapping her legs around him, she raised herself from the mattress, and Sheldon drove deep into her, then she plunged over the edge, spinning into a mind blowing, body shaking orgasm, that rolled through her like a tidal wave.
When he felt her walls tighten around him, and the shudder of her climax, Sheldon wasn't close enough to join her. Slipping from her, he fell onto the bed beside her, pumping himself, desperate to reach his own release, until, a few seconds later, Amy's hot hand surrounded him, then her other hand grasped his, moving it from him, to be instantly replaced by her mouth.
Licking and sucking her juices from him, she gripped him, the perfect tightness for him, and pumped him in time with her mouth.
Sheldon rode a wave of ecstasy, the most exquisite sensations he could imagine, his mind focused on just one thing, the electrifying feelings coursing through his body, until, his muscles tightening and clenching, he pulsed into the hot, wet mouth surrounding him.
Wave after wave of pulses coursed through his body, Amy hungrily receiving every drop of his essence, until, the pulses fading, she crawled, cat like, up his body, to join her mouth to his.
Sheldon lay there, experiencing the most beautiful feeling he had ever known, the safe, reassuring touch, of the most gentle, beautiful and desirable woman he had ever met, the woman he knew, he never again wanted to be parted from, the woman he knew, he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.
In that moment, all his fears were vanquished. From this day forth, he would embrace the future, with Amy Farrah Fowler at his side.