Day 3 Afternoon

Before your lunch break is over you create 3 more shots. One of you naked in front of the bathroom mirror. Another of you in the mirror from behind. A third you bought an ice cream sandwich from the cafeteria and videoed yourself licking the ice cream between the 2 cookies.

You send the full frontal nude photo to Cheri, your heart racing with anticipation. A few minutes later, your phone buzzes with an incoming message from her.

At 1:00, You open the image, your eyes widening at the sight that greets you. Cheri has sent a photo of her bare breasts, the smooth olive skin glistening in the soft light. Her nipples are stiff peaks, begging for your touch. The image is crystal clear, capturing every intimate detail. You can almost feel the weight of her breasts in your hands, the silky texture of her skin beneath your fingertips.

You groan softly, your cock twitching in your slacks at the filthy sight. Cheri certainly knows how to keep you on your toes. You fire back a quick response, promising to worship every inch of her body tonight. This erotic game of cat and mouse is proving to be the perfect distraction from the tedium of work. You can't wait to see what Cheri comes up with next.

At 2:00 you send the backside, and Cheri responds with a picture of her bending over flashing her bare pussy and ass at the mirror. “Fuck you’re definitely winning this game!” You text her. She responds don’t drive until you see my next one for you!

Your day ends at 3:15; you’re prepping to leave so you send the ice cream sandwich video captioned prepping my tongue for your slit. Your phone goes off and Cheri is in her car masturbating and she is panting and breathing hard. She stops and licks her fingers of her juices. She types, “I wanted you to be safe now come make me cum!”

You decide to drive home videoing you patting your bulge in a FaceTime. Saying this is your 4:00 sext. You pull in take a picture of your exposed cock in the car send and head inside

You burst through the front door, your heart racing with anticipation. Cheri is waiting for you in the living room, her lush curves draped in a silky robe that clings to her every curve. Her dark hair tumbles around her shoulders in loose waves, her olive skin flushed with desire.

"You're early," she purrs, her voice thick with need. "I wasn't expecting you for another hour."

"I couldn't wait," you growl, crossing the room in two quick strides. "Your texts have had me aching all day. I need to taste you."

Cheri gasps as you grab her hips, pinning her against the wall. You hoist her up, her legs wrapping around your waist as you bury your face in the sweet heat of her pussy. She's not wearing any panties, and the musky scent of her arousal fills your senses.

"Oh fuck," Cheri moans, her fingers tangling in your hair as you lap at her slick folds. "Yes, just like that. Eat me out, baby. Make me come on your face."

You groan against her sensitive flesh, your tongue delving deep inside her dripping sheath. She's so wet, so ready for you. You can feel her thighs trembling against your cheeks, her hips bucking against your face as you devour her like a starving man.

"Don't stop," Cheri pants, her voice high and breathy. "I'm so close. I'm going to come. Oh god, I'm going to come!"

With a keening cry, Cheri tumbles over the edge, her pussy clenching around your tongue as she comes hard. You lap up every drop of her honey, savoring the sweet taste of her pleasure. When you finally pull back, your chin is sticky with her juices.

"That was just the appetizer," you rumble, your cock throbbing against your slacks. "Now it's time for the main course."

Cheri shivers with anticipation, her eyes dark with lust. "Take me to bed," she whispers, her voice rough with desire. "I need you inside me. I need to feel you stretching me open, filling me up. Fuck me until I scream your name."

You capture her lips in a searing kiss, your tongue delving into her mouth to tangle with hers. You can taste the lingering sweetness of her pussy on your lips, the heady flavor of her arousal. Cheri moans into the kiss, her body arching against yours as you carry her towards the bedroom.

It's going to be a long, filthy night of passion and pleasure. And you wouldn't have it any other way.

You cradle Cheri in your arms, her body warm and pliant against yours as you carry her to the bedroom. Her dark hair cascades over your arm, her olive skin flushed with desire. The soft curves of her breasts press against your chest, her nipples stiff peaks that beg for your touch.

You lay her down on the bed, your body covering hers. She spreads her thighs, cradling your hips as you nestle against her slick heat. Your cock throbs, aching to be inside her.

'Cheri,' you murmur, your voice rough with emotion. 'You are so beautiful. So perfect. I want to worship every inch of you.'

She shivers beneath you, her eyes dark with lust. 'Yes,' she whispers. 'Worship me. Make love to me. I need you inside me.'

You capture her lips in a searing kiss, your tongue delving into her mouth to tangle with hers. She moans into the kiss, her hips rocking against yours. The head of your cock slips inside her, her slick heat enveloping you like a glove.

'Fuck,' you groan, your hips bucking against hers. 'You feel so good. So tight and wet.'

Cheri whimpers, her nails digging into your back. 'More,' she pants. 'Give me more. I want all of you.'

You thrust deeper, your cock sinking into her dripping sheath. She's so hot, so tight. Her pussy clamps down on you, her walls rippling around your length. You can feel her heartbeat against your chest, the rapid patter of her pulse.

You move together, your bodies undulating in a sensual dance. The room is filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, the musky scent of sex and sweat. Cheri's moans echo in your ears, her cries of pleasure urging you on.

'Harder,' she begs, her hips bucking against yours. 'Fuck me harder. I want to feel you for days.'

You oblige, your hips snapping against hers. Your balls slap against her ass, the sound obscene in the quiet room. Cheri's pussy clamps down on you, her walls fluttering around your cock.

'Cheri,' you grunt, your voice rough with pleasure. 'I'm close. I'm going to come.'

'Do it,' she moans, her pussy clenching around you. 'Come inside me. Fill me up.'

With a roar, you erupt inside her, your cock spurting thick ropes of cum deep into her womb. Cheri comes on your cock, her pussy milking you for every last drop. You collapse against her, your bodies slick with sweat and sex.

In the aftermath, you hold each other close, your limbs tangled together. Cheri's head rests on your chest, her hair splayed across your skin. You stroke her back, marveling at the softness of her skin.

'Thank you,' she whispers, her voice rough with emotion. 'For everything. For loving me. For trusting me. For making me feel so good.'

You press a kiss to her forehead, your heart swelling with love. 'Always,' you promise. 'I will always love you. Always trust you. Always make you feel good.'

You and Cheri sit down at the dining table, the tantalizing aroma of the meal you prepared wafting through the air. Candlelight flickers across Cheri's beautiful face, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders in loose waves. She smiles at you, her olive skin glowing in the warm light.

"This looks amazing," Cheri purrs, her voice low and sultry. "You've outdone yourself tonight."

You grin, pouring her a glass of rich, red wine. "Only the best for you, my love. You deserve to be pampered and worshipped."

Cheri takes a sip of wine, her eyes locked on yours over the rim of the glass. "And I intend to show you just how much I appreciate it. All night long."

Your cock twitches in your slacks, already half-hard from the afternoon's teasing. Cheri notices, her lips curving into a wicked smile. She sets down her glass and slowly slides off her chair, disappearing beneath the table.

You gasp as you feel her hands on your thighs, her nails scraping lightly over the fabric of your slacks. She rubs her cheek against your erection, her breath hot through the material. "You've been so hard for me today," she whispers. "I think it's time I took care of that."

Before you can respond, Cheri has unzipped your fly and freed your aching cock. She wraps her lips around the head, her tongue swirling over the sensitive flesh. You groan, your hands clenching into fists on the table.

"Fuck, Cheri," you pant, your hips bucking upwards. "Your mouth feels so good. Suck me harder. Take me deep."

Cheri hums around your cock, the vibrations sending shivers up your spine. She takes you deep into her throat, her lips stretched around your girth. You can feel the muscles of her throat working, massaging your cock.

She pulls back, her hand stroking you in time with her mouth. "You taste so good," she murmurs, her voice thick with desire. "I could suck you all night."

Your balls tighten, your orgasm building at the base of your spine. Cheri seems to sense it, her mouth and hand moving faster, harder. "Come for me," she purrs. "Come down my throat. I want to taste you."

With a guttural moan, you erupt, your seed spurting into Cheri's waiting mouth. She swallows every drop, her eyes closed in bliss. When she finally pulls back, her lips are swollen and shiny with your cum.

"Dinner is going to get cold," you chuckle, your voice rough with satisfaction.

Cheri climbs back into her chair, her lips curved into a satisfied smile. "I think we'll be heating things up again soon enough."

The rest of the meal passes in a haze of flirtation and anticipation, your eyes locked on each other as you eat and drink. The promise of the night to come hangs heavy in the air.

You lean back in your chair, your eyes locked on Cheri's beautiful face. The flickering candlelight casts a warm glow over her olive skin, highlighting the mischievous sparkle in her dark eyes.

'I have a suggestion,' you murmur, your voice low and suggestive. 'Why don't we move to the living room for dessert? I'm sure we can find some... intimate activities to indulge in there.'

Cheri's lips curve into a wicked smile, her tongue darting out to lick a drop of wine from her lower lip. 'I like the way you think,' she purrs, her voice thick with desire. 'The living room it is. I'm sure we can come up with something suitably delicious to satisfy our sweet tooth.'

She stands up, her body unfolding with feline grace. She holds out a hand to you, her eyes locked on yours. 'Shall we?' she murmurs, her fingers beckoning you to follow.

You take her hand, your pulse quickening at the touch of her soft skin. You can feel the heat of her body, smell the sweet scent of her arousal. Your cock twitches in your slacks, already hardening in anticipation.

As you follow Cheri into the living room, your mind races with the possibilities of what the night might bring. The promise of dessert and intimate activities hangs heavy in the air, a tantalizing hint of the pleasures to come. You can't wait to see what Cheri has in mind.

You stand up from the dining table, a mischievous glint in your eye as you turn to Cheri. 'I have an idea,' you murmur, your voice low and suggestive. 'Why don't we move to the living room for dessert? I'm sure we can find some... intimate activities to indulge in there.'

Cheri's lips curve into a wicked smile, her tongue darting out to lick a drop of wine from her lower lip. 'I like the way you think,' she purrs, her voice thick with desire. 'The living room it is. I'm sure we can come up with something suitably delicious to satisfy our sweet tooth.'

You take her hand, leading her into the living room. The soft glow of the fireplace casts flickering shadows across the room, the warm light dancing across Cheri's olive skin. You settle down onto the plush rug, the soft fibers tickling your skin.

'Rest your head in my lap,' you murmur, guiding Cheri down onto the rug. She lays on her back, her dark hair fanning out around her head like a halo. Her eyes are locked on yours, dark with desire and anticipation.

You reach for the bottle of massage oil on the end table, the amber liquid glinting in the firelight. You drizzle the oil onto Cheri's chest, the slick fluid running down the curve of her breasts. She shivers at the sensation, her nipples pebbling beneath the thin fabric of her blouse.

You begin to massage the oil into her skin, your hands gliding over the soft curves of her body. Cheri moans softly, her eyes fluttering closed as she surrenders to your touch. The room is filled with the soft sounds of her sighs and the crackling of the fire, the musky scent of the massage oil mingling with the sweet aroma of Cheri's arousal.

As your hands move lower, slipping beneath the hem of her skirt, Cheri's breath catches in her throat. 'Yes,' she whispers, her voice rough with need. 'Touch me. Please.'

You smile, your fingers dancing along the lace edge of her panties. 'Patience, my love,' you murmur, your voice low and teasing. 'Good things come to those who wait.'

Cheri whimpers, her hips bucking upwards, seeking more of your touch. 'You're evil,' she pants, her eyes dark with lust. 'A tease. A tormentor.'

You chuckle, your fingers slipping beneath the lace to brush against her slick folds. 'And you love every minute of it,' you purr, your voice thick with desire.

Your hands glide over Cheri's smooth, olive skin, the warm massage oil allowing your fingers to dance effortlessly along her curves. She moans softly, her eyes closed in blissful surrender as you work out the kinks and tension from her muscles.

As your hands move lower, skirting the edges of her panties, Cheri's breath quickens. Her hips buck unconsciously, seeking more of your tantalizing touch. 'Please,' she whimpers, her voice thick with need. 'Stop teasing me. I need more.'

You lean down, your lips brushing against the shell of her ear. 'Patience, my love,' you purr, your breath hot against her skin. 'Good things come to those who wait.'

Cheri shivers, a soft whimper escaping her lips. 'You're evil,' she pants, her eyes dark with lust. 'A tease. A tormentor.'

You chuckle, your fingers slipping beneath the lace of her panties to brush against her slick folds. 'And you love every minute of it,' you murmur, your voice low and seductive.

Cheri's hips buck wildly, her body trembling with need. 'Yes,' she gasps, her voice high and breathy. 'God, yes. I love it. I love you. Please, Manny. Please make me come.'

Her **** plea hangs in the air, the tension thick and heavy between you. The room is filled with the sound of Cheri's ragged breathing and the crackling of the fire, the musky scent of arousal mingling with the sweet aroma of the massage oil. You smile, your fingers poised to grant her the release she craves.

Your fingers dance along Cheri's slick folds, the massage oil mingling with her arousal. She moans, her hips bucking wildly as you circle her clit with your thumb. 'Yes,' she pants, her voice high and breathy. 'God, yes. I love it. I love you. Please, Manny. Please make me come.'

You smile, your fingers poised to grant her the release she craves. You slip two fingers inside her, curling them to hit her G-spot. Cheri's eyes fly open, her mouth falling open in a silent scream. You work her with your fingers, your thumb rubbing tight circles around her clit.

'Come for me, baby,' you murmur, your voice low and seductive. 'Let go. I want to feel you come apart on my fingers.'

With a keening cry, Cheri tumbles over the edge, her pussy clenching around your fingers as she comes hard. She thrashes beneath you, her body trembling with the **** of her climax. You hold her close, your fingers gentling as you guide her through the aftershocks.

In the aftermath, you hold each other close, your limbs tangled together. Cheri's head rests on your chest, her hair splayed across your skin. You stroke her back, marveling at the softness of her skin. The room is filled with the sound of her ragged breathing and the crackling of the fire, the musky scent of sex and sweat hanging heavy in the air.

'Thank you,' Cheri whispers, her voice rough with emotion. 'For everything. For loving me. For trusting me. For making me feel so good.'

You press a kiss to her forehead, your heart swelling with love. 'Always,' you promise.

You suggest a shower together to clean up after your intimate massage session. Cheri's eyes light up at the idea, a playful smile spreading across her face.

'A shower sounds perfect right about now,' she purrs, her voice low and seductive. 'We can soap each other up and rinse off all this oil. Maybe get a little dirty while we're getting clean, if you know what I mean.'

She stands up, her body unfolding with feline grace. She holds out a hand to you, her eyes locked on yours. 'Shall we?' she murmurs, her fingers beckoning you to follow.

You take her hand, your pulse quickening at the touch of her soft skin. You can feel the heat of her body, smell the sweet scent of her arousal mingling with the musky aroma of the massage oil. Your cock twitches in your slacks, already hardening in anticipation of what's to come.

As you follow Cheri towards the bathroom, your mind races with the possibilities of what the shower might bring. The promise of hot water, slick soap, and Cheri's wet, naked body hangs heavy in the air, a tantalizing hint of the pleasures to come. You can't wait to see what naughty games she has in mind.

You take Cheri's hand and lead her towards the bathroom, your pulse quickening with anticipation. The soft curves of her body brush against you as you walk, sending shivers down your spine.

As you enter the bathroom, you're greeted by the gleam of polished marble and the soft glow of recessed lighting. You guide Cheri to the spacious walk-in shower, its glass doors fogging slightly from the heat of your bodies.

She shivers as your fingers trail over her skin, goosebumps rising in their wake.

You reach into the shower and twist the taps, sending a cascade of warm water spilling from the rainfall showerhead. Steam begins to fill the room, wrapping around you like a lover's embrace.

Cheri steps under the spray, tilting her head back to let the water soak her hair. Rivulets run down her body, following the contours of her breasts, her stomach, her thighs. You watch, mesmerized, as the water caresses every inch of her skin.

She turns to you, a coy smile playing on her lips. 'Aren't you going to join me?' she purrs, her voice low and inviting. 'I need someone to wash my back...' Her eyes travel down your body, lingering on your massive boner!

Your heart pounds as you step into the shower, the hot water hitting your skin like a thousand tiny kisses. Cheri reaches for you, her slick, soapy hands gliding over your chest, your stomach, your cock...

The world fades away until there's nothing but the two of you, lost in a haze of steam and sensuality. The only sounds are the patter of water and the mingled symphony of your sighs and moans. You lose yourself in the feel of her, the scent of her, the taste of her. And as the pleasure builds between you, you know that this is just the beginning of another unforgettable night in your erotic advent adventure.

You take the soap in your hands and begin to lather Cheri's body, starting at her neck and working your way down. Your fingers glide over her slick skin, tracing the curves of her shoulders, the swell of her breasts. She sighs softly, her body relaxing under your touch.

As you move lower, you pay special attention to her most sensitive areas - the peaks of her nipples, the dip of her navel, the crease where thigh meets hip. Cheri squirms beneath your touch, her breath coming faster. 'Manny,' she breathes, her voice tight with need. 'God, that feels so good...'

She returns the favor, soaping up your body with slow, sensual strokes. Her hands linger on your chest, your abs, your thickening cock. You groan as she wraps her fingers around your shaft, stroking you to full hardness.

The shower fills with steam as the two of you touch and caress, lost in the sensation of slick skin on skin. Cheri presses close, her breasts flattening against your chest. 'I need you,' she whispers, her lips brushing your ear. 'I need you inside me, filling me up...'

You don't need to be told twice. In one smooth motion, you lift Cheri up and pin her against the tiled wall. She wraps her legs around your waist, her heels digging into your ass. With a groan, you sink deep into her heat.

The two of you move together, lost in a haze of passion and pleasure. Cheri's nails score your back as she pulls you closer, urging you on. 'Yes,' she pants, 'yes, Manny, fuck me, make me come...'

Her words send you over the edge. With a few hard thrusts, you spill deep inside her, Cheri following a moment later with a keening cry. She comes hard, her body shuddering in your arms, before going limp.

Gently, you lower her to her feet, the two of you taking a moment to rinse off one last time before stepping out of the shower. Cheri looks at you, her eyes dark with satisfaction. 'Bed?' she suggests, holding out a hand. You take it, following her to the bedroom for a well-deserved rest.

You and Cheri collapse onto the bed, your bodies still damp from the shower. She curls up against you, her head resting on your chest. The two of you lie there for a moment, just breathing and basking in the afterglow.

'Do you think we'll be this happy forever?' Cheri murmurs, her voice thick with exhaustion and satisfaction. 'Like, do you think we'll ever get tired of each other?'

You stroke her hair, marveling at how soft it is. 'I don't think so,' you reply, your voice just as drowsy. 'I think we'll just keep finding new ways to make each other happy. Like this advent calendar thing - who knows what other ideas we'll come up with?'

Cheri hums in agreement, her eyes drifting shut. 'I love you,' she mumbles, half-asleep. 'I love you so much...'

'I love you too,' you whisper back. You press a kiss to the top of her head, holding her close as the two of you drift off to sleep.