Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 1) - Sex Stories

Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 1)

... there. We chatted for what felt like 20 to 30 minutes when I realized the sun was coming up—we had been up all night! I told Cherry that, regretfully, I had to go to work. She said it was ok because she had to go, too and, before signing off, we said we would look for each other again later. Having gone all night without sleep, I should have been a wreck at work, but surprisingly, I was rejuvenated. I went about checking the gear—making sure everything was ready to go if a call came in—with a spring in my step as they say. I didn’t even have to be entirely focused on what I was doing; I was more or less on autopilot after doing the daily routine so many times over the years. It was around mid afternoon when the chief came up to me and asked, “So, what did you find?” I was deep in thought about Cherry when he’d asked me, so it took a second to understand what he was asking me. After a few seconds of a blank stare from me, he said, “You are different today—better. You must have found an outlet, yeah?” Suddenly realizing what he was talking about, I said, “Oh, that; Yeah. Well, maybe—it’s too soon to tell for sure.” Chief laughed as though he’d heard that line before and said, “Well, don’t you go putting a ring on her finger too fast! Not just any woman is cut out for this life!” I just smiled and nodded, surprised that he could read me so easily, but then figured he’d been around for a while so he knew what he was talking about. The day passed with nothing more than a minor ...

... accident that we were called out on as a precaution. I got off work and couldn’t wait to get to my computer. The moment I signed in, I saw that I had several messages from Cherry. Each of them said the same thing in different words—she just wanted to know if I was on line yet. I sent her reply to the third one and moments later she responded. We met up in our chat room and went about telling each other about our days. After talking for a while and still hitting it off well, I asked her if she wanted to meet. She was a little hesitant at first which took me a little by surprise. I started to back pedal a little to keep her from being embarrassed for me asking so soon, but she assured me that wasn’t the problem. She explained her car wasn’t running right and had dropped it off at the shop and had to rely on a friend for a ride. She didn’t say it, but I was sure she wasn’t ready for me to show up to her door yet. We were getting along great, but we were still strangers over the ‘net, after all. I asked when her car would be ready and she said it should be done that Saturday. I said that would be perfect since that was my next day off and offered to meet on ‘neutral ground’—a shopping mall approximately half way between us. She agreed to the mall and I let her pick the time and exact location. We exchanged cell phone numbers (just in case) and we both agreed to cut the conversation “short” (since it was already 2:30am) because we needed to get SOME sleep. I couldn’t believe I’d been ...