Chapter 4: The Living Room

It had been two weeks since the trip to the beach, and to say that those two weeks had been eventful would have been a gross understatement. Rob was expecting his wife to return home from a visit to her mother’s the next day, but it didn’t work out that way. He got a phone call early the next morning instead, and it was during that phone call that his wife informed him that she wasn’t coming home that day. In fact, she wasn’t coming home at all – ever. She told him that she had been “agonizing” over her “situation” for quite some time, and had finally come to the decision that she wasn’t happy being married to him any longer and wanted out. She said that she was sorry and didn’t mean to hurt him, but that she felt it was something she had to do for her own sake. She said that she’d be filing the separation papers the following Monday, she was sorry it all worked out that way, and that she’d talk to him later. Then she hung up, not even having asked to talk to the kids.

At first Rob was relieved, realizing immediately that she had just saved him from having the same conversation with her as soon as their son graduated from high school in a year. He had been just hanging on for the sake of the kids, having realized at least six years earlier that he really wasn’t happy with his marriage anymore and wanted out himself. But he didn’t want to break things up with the kids still small and in school, so he decided to wait it out until his youngest was a senior in high school; then he’d break the news to his wife. And now, as luck and fate would have it, she had beaten him to it and saved him the trouble. To say he was relieved would be putting it mildly – deep down inside, he was absolutely elated!

And then it dawned on him that she had totally ignored their kids in all this. At least he had planned on waiting until it would have had the minimal effect on the kids; she had done it in such a way that he was going to be the one stuck with breaking the news to them alone, without her being there to face them, and they were going to have a thousand questions that he had no clue on how to answer. His soon-to-be-ex-wife was running away from her responsibilities to their kids, and that made him mad.

“Fuckin’ bitch,” he mumbled to himself. “Selfish, fuckin’ bitch!” he repeated as he walked into the kitchen to make some coffee.

He sat the kids down later that morning to break the news to them, and they took it better than he expected. Both of them knew that their parents weren’t happy with their marriage, and both of them were expecting it. But both of them asked why their mom wasn’t there to tell them herself, and Rob didn’t have an answer for that. The most striking statement came from his son, Randy, who said, “It just bothers me to know that the two people I love the most in the world have been hurting so much for so long.” That brought Rob to tears, and he knew he’d never forget that moment – ever.

Rob’s boss suggested that Rob take some time off to get his head together – he didn’t want Rob working the streets unless he was at 100% - and Rob readily agreed. He had three week’s vacation time coming to him, so he took it. The first week was spent just ambling around the house, keeping an eye on his kids to make sure they were doing okay, and the second week was spent talking to lawyers, going to court, and handling the preliminary legal stuff required to end a marriage. To his kid’s credit they handled the whole thing really well; Kathy had only cried once that he knew of, and Randy was a rock. He was more concerned about his sister and his dad than he was about himself, and Rob knew that he’d have to keep an eye on his son for signs that it was all finally getting to him.

During this two week period he only saw Sherry once, that being the day his ex-wife dropped the bomb. She came over that afternoon to see Kathy and immediately saw that something was wrong; fifteen minutes later she came downstairs from Kathy’s room alone on her way out of the house, and her eyes were red. Rob correctly guessed that she had shared a good cry with Kathy. She stopped at the bottom of the stairs and looked at Rob, who had walked over to open the door for her. She glanced over her shoulder back up the stairs to make sure Kathy wasn’t within earshot before speaking.

“Are you okay, Rob?” she asked quietly, genuinely concerned. “Is there anything I can do for you, seriously?”

“Thank you, Sherry, I’m fine,” Rob replied, smiling at her. He hugged her and she hugged back, and he was acutely aware of the feeling of her two huge mounds pressing into his chest. But this hug was different, and he knew it right away. “I can handle this, believe me,” he said over her shoulder. The hug ended and he stepped back, noticing for the first time that Sherry was in her usual attire of a skin-tight t-shirt and bra, with skin-tight shorts to match. She had a small purse hanging from a strap on one shoulder, and Rob remembered that he’d seen the purse before. “I’ve kind of been expecting this for some time now, and now that it’s here I’m ready for it. But thanks for asking, I appreciate that.”

“Well, okay,” she said, looking at him with genuine concern in her eyes, “if you say so. But promise me that you’ll call me if you need anything, okay?”

“And just how am I supposed to do that, Sherry?” Rob asked, smiling a wry smile at her. “I can’t just call your house and tell your parents that I need to talk to you, now can I? And I sure can’t ask Kathy to call you, either,” he said. Sherry reached into the small purse and produced a piece of paper, handing it to him as she replied.

“This is my cell phone number,” she said, grinning at him. “No one answers it but me, ever, and I keep it on 24/7 so no matter what time you want to call me, I’ll answer – especially if I see it’s you on the caller ID!” She was smiling triumphantly at him; she’d obviously given this some thought beforehand. She continued as if reading his thoughts, again. “I’d planned on giving my number to you today anyway, in case you wanted to call me for a booty call or something like that, so I had it already written down!” She gave him that tongue-in-the-teeth smile again, and he smiled back.

“Looks like you’ve thought of everything,” Rob said, smiling back. “Okay, I promise I’ll call you if I need anything!”

“Including a booty call?” she asked.

“Yes, including a booty call!” he replied, glancing up the stairs to make sure no one could hear.

“Okay, Mr. Carter!” she said, and then she was gone out the door and down the walk. He watched her walking away, her tight, rounded ass swinging as she did so.

That was two weeks ago, and Rob had been so busy and preoccupied with the events going on in his household that he’d never had the time to even think about calling her, much less doing it. Sherry had been over at his house several times to see Kathy, but never when he was there. Randy had been seeing his new girlfriend, Gail, a lot, and that was good – took his mind off of things, Rob thought. Both of his kids had part-time jobs, so all in all they were pretty busy, which was a good thing. Rob was busy until two-thirds of the way through the second week, and by the week’s end he found himself with some spare time on his hands with nothing to do.

It was then that he thought about making that booty call, and he decided that he’d do it the next day which was Saturday, and both of his kids would be out at their part-time jobs. He knew Sherry had a part-time job as well, and he figured he’d just take the chance that she wouldn’t be at work when he called.

She wasn’t. She answered the phone on the second ring with, “I’ll be right there!” and hung up before Rob could say a single word. Ten minutes later she was standing at his front door ringing the bell, and Rob was surprised at how fast she’d gotten there. He walked over to the door and opened it, and there stood Sherry smiling broadly at him. She was wearing her usual skin-tight shorts and sandals, only this time she was wearing an equally tight white tube top which meant that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her pocketbook dangled from her shoulder, and Rob thought that’s where the cell phone must be – no way was she hiding it in a pocket in those shorts! And Rob was surprised and happy to see that she was wearing her hair in pigtails again, as if she knew he liked it that way. She stepped inside as soon as he opened the door, and as soon as he closed it she put her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply and passionately, molding her body to his. He felt his shaft respond immediately and she felt it too, pressing up against him as they kissed. He slid his hands down her back to her ass, gripping her firm, rounded asscheeks in both hands and squeezing them hard, pulling her to him. The kiss lasted for several long, very pleasurable moments. She was breathless when she spoke.

“I thought you’d never call!” she said, smiling up at him, her eyes twinkling. “I was going absolutely crazy!” She was genuinely happy to see him, and that made Rob feel good – which surprised him a bit.

“Well, it’s been a strange couple of weeks, and I’ve had my hands full,” he replied. “But I think the worst is over now, so I thought the time was right to give you a call like I promised I would.” He took her by the hand and walked over to the couch, sitting down on it with her sitting next to him. She sat down sideways on the couch with one leg folded under her so she could face him while they talked.

“I’m so happy you called, I really am!” she said, placing one arm on the back of the couch as she spoke. Rob could clearly see the outline of her hard nipples poking against the material of her tube top, and he felt his cock shift a little more. “I was worried about you at first, and then I talked to Kathy and she told me you were doing okay with everything, and that made me feel better. But I really missed you and that big, hard cock of yours!” she said, rubbing his thigh as she spoke.

“I have to admit that I missed you, too,” he said, “you and those big tits of yours!”

“And how about my tight little pussy?” she asked, running her hand up his thigh and rubbing his growing bulge. “Did you miss my tight, wet little pussy, too?”

“Oh, yes,” he said, reaching out and rubbing one of her huge breasts through her tube top as she rubbed his hardening shaft. “Very much so!”

“So what do you think we ought to do about that?” she asked, her voice sultry and low, nearly a whisper, as she looked up at him with half-closed eyes.

“Oh, I think we both know what we need to do,” he replied.

“I sure do!” she said, reaching over and unfastening his jeans, then pulling his zipper down. She pulled his jeans open and reached in to pull out his hardening shaft – he wasn’t wearing underwear, so she had no trouble setting his cock free. As soon as she had his cock out she bent over and opened her mouth, running her tongue over and around the head of his cock. He reached beneath her to fondle one of her huge breasts, hefting it in his hand and feeling its weight on his palm before squeezing it firmly. She moaned as she slipped her mouth over the head of his now-fully erect cock, slathering her tongue over the head as she sucked in into her mouth. She gripped his shaft with one hand as she slid her other hand into his jeans to cup and fondle his balls, sucking his cock deep into her mouth in one fluid motion. He squeezed her big breast in his hand as she held her mouth down on his cock, and he could feel her swallowing around it. She was really going at him full-force today, not wasting any time but getting right down to business. Which was fine by him, of course – it had been a long, difficult two weeks, and he was more than ready for this.

She sucked him into full hardness quickly, and he sat back and enjoyed the sights, sounds, and the feelings of Sherry sucking on his cock. He kept one hand on her big breasts, massaging and squeezing it, occasionally pulling on the nipple and making her squeal around his shaft in her mouth. She pulled her tube top down and set her mammoth breasts free without missing a stroke on his cock, keeping it buried in her mouth as she did so. She slid her mouth up and down his shaft quickly, sucking on him hard, squeezing and massaging his balls in her hand as she ran her tongue over and around his cock. She was really going at him today, sucking on his cock like a woman possessed. And he was completely content to lay back and let her have her way with him.

She slipped his cock from her mouth, grasping the shaft in her hand and pumping it firmly as she licked the sensitive underside of the head; then she slid her warm, wet tongue down the underside of his cock to his balls, then sucked on into her mouth and rolled it around on her tongue. She pumped his cock firmly while doing this, and he could see the precum flowing out of the tip as she sucked his other ball into her mouth.

“Damn, Sherry, take it easy!” he said, smiling at her as she looked at him over the tip of his cock after sliding her tongue back up his length. “You don’t have to eat me alive, you know!”

“You have no idea,” she said, breathing hard on the head of his cock as she paused to lick it again before continuing, “just how horny I am for you and this big, hard cock!” She slipped her mouth over the head of his cock and swirled her tongue around it before releasing it with a soft ‘pop’ as she continued. “I’ve been waiting for two weeks to get my hands, mouth, and pussy on you and your fantastic cock, and now that I’ve got you I’m going to wear you out!” Then she slipped off of the couch and got on her knees between his legs, her big breasts swaying as she moved, and once there she tugged his jeans over his hips, him lifting his ass up to help her, then slid them down his legs and tossed them aside. Then she slipped her lips over the head of his cock again and sucked harder than before as she slid her mouth all the way down on his shaft, all the way down until her nose was resting in his pubic hair. She massaged and squeezed his balls as swallowed around his cock, then began sliding her mouth up and down his shaft in long, deep, strokes.

‘If she keeps this up, I’m gonna cum in her mouth so hard I’ll blow the top of her head off!’ Rob thought to himself as he watched her sucking on his cock. ’But maybe that’s what she has in mind... ‘ Rob thought. He decided to find out.

“If you keep that up much longer, I’m gonna cum in your mouth!” he warned. Sherry slid her mouth from around his cock just long enough to reply.