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"Cam, it's for you, it's Sherry," my mum yelled out.
This was the phone call I knew was coming but was dreading. I'd been at Sherry's house celebrating her 19th birthday with her and her friends last night. It had been a fun night right up until the end when Sherry's friend Leanne caught me masturbating. I'd left early this morning so I didn't have to face either of Sherry or Leanne...I'd also brought home a set of cum stained sheets which I'd thrown in the washing machine as soon as I got home. Of course my dear mother wanted to know why I was washing someone elses sheets. A small lie about feeling bad for spilling beer on them seemed to have worked.
Was there any way of getting out of this phone call? Probably not.
"Hello, Sherry?"
"Hi Cam, how're you?"
"I'm good. Hey, thanks again for inviting me last night, I had a really good time."
"I'm glad you could make it. I had a good time too, I think. Some blanks in my memory right near the end."
Sherry had ended up reasonably drunk and Leanne and I had put her to bed. That was before 'The Incident'.
"Haha, yeah, you went downhill fast after about midnight."
"Mmm, I hope I didn't do or say anything too embarrassing."
(I was the one that was embarrassed)
"Nah, it was all good."
"Ok, well that's good to hear. Hey, just one thing though..."
Uh-oh, here it comes, so to speak.
"...did you steal a set of sheets?"
"Haha, oh yeah, uh, I spilt some beer on them so thought I should wash them myself. They're in the dryer now, want me to bring them over later?"
"Well that's a relief, I had no idea where they were. You sure you didn't wet the bed?"
"Haha, yes, pretty sure."
"Ok, well bring them over anytime. I have no plans for today apart from some time in the pool trying to nurse this hangover."
"I wondered if you'd be feeling some pain."
"Yeah, I sure am, lucky birthdays only happen once a year."
"Haha, yep. Ok, I'll bring the sheets over early this afternoon."
"Thanks, come for a swim too if you want, looks like it's going to be hot later."
"Thanks, will do. See ya later."
"Bye."
Well that was interesting. The beer excuse had apparently worked twice now (hooray for beer). No mention at all of Leanne or of the cumshot Leanne was shocked to witness. I wonder what they talked about this morning. Did it come up (pun not intended)? Surely Leanne must have mentioned it. Or was she so disgusted she couldn't talk about it? She hadn't given any indication last night, had just turned and hurried back to her bedroom.
An hour or so later I put on a pair of boardshorts, t-shirt, and some running shoes. The carefully folded (and now cum free) sheets were already in my backpack, so I grabbed it and jogged around to Sherry's place. It was only about a mile and I needed the exercise. The day was already getting hot with clear blue skies, intense sunshine, and a very light breeze.
I'd worked up a light sweat by the time I rang their front doorbell. I could hear footsteps and then Sherry answered the door. She was tall at about 5-11, had her brown hair pulled back in a loose ponytail and was wearing a sarong (it was good sarong weather).
"Did you run here?" she asked, "you're mad!"
"After last night's pizza and beer I felt I owed myself."
She didn't seem convinced and invited me inside. It was dark and cool in the house but she was wearing sunglasses anyway.
"Nice shades, how's the head?" I asked.
"Throbbing," was all I got in reply.
I unpacked the sheets and handed them over.
"You really didn't have to do that," she said, "mum's back home tomorrow, could have just left them for her."
I was quite sure Sherry's mother would not have been too impressed with that.
"Well, it's done now, it was my mess and I wanted to cleanup."
She thanked me again, said how sweet I was and turned for the back of the house. As I followed her down the corridor I had a fine view of her ass and hips rolling from side to side under the sarong as she walked. Sherry wasn't just tall, she was broad, especially across the hips and ass.
"Did you want a swim?' she asked.
I said that I would if that was ok, and we made our way out into their backyard. My family had been friends with Sherry's family for as long as I could remember, so I'd been in their pool before, but not for a few years. It had been re-landscaped since I had last been there and looked superb. A new deck surrounded the pool with shade plants here and there. A couple of sun lounges were over in one corner with a table and an umbrella for shade. An outdoor shower was off in another corner and the pool itself was sparkling and looked very inviting in the early afternoon heat.
"You're welcome to any of the drinks if you'd like," Sherry offered, before insisting she was never drinking again. I wasn't suffering any after-effects from the previous evening so I decided to take her up on the offer and ducked inside to grab a beer from the fridge. As I came back out to the deck I asked what time Leanne had left. Sherry said she'd stayed for a late breakfast and taken off around 11:30 or so.
"What'd you guys chat about this morning?" I asked, fishing for any information that Leanne might have shared regarding my late-night masturbatory efforts.
"This and that, girl stuff," was Sherry's response which didn't help much at all. She expanded her answer a little to say that they'd been talking about the party the night before, and what a good time everyone had seemed to have.
"Did you have fun?" she asked.
"Yeah, I really enjoyed it, thanks again for inviting me, and for letting me stay over. It was good spending time with you guys, and I have to admit I enjoyed it more than I expected I would."
"Jeez, we're not lepers you know," she pouted, pursing her lips. Her eyes were still hidden behind her sunglasses but it looked like she was starting to feel a little better. There was some colour in her cheeks now, where they'd been quite pale when I first arrived.
"Yeah, yeah, I know," I replied, "sorry you feel so bad today, I thought that might be the case when Leanne and I put you to bed!"
