Hi I am Amy and I am sharing a very bad two year relationship, please read the early chapter to understand my story so far.
As Dave came back in the room he was smiling and I smiled back, I was in lust. He sat down next to me and gave me a drink. He then suggested I might want a shower, so I made my way to the bathroom stripped off, turned the water on then looked at myself in the mirror. I had panda eyes from my eyes tearing up earlier and my lipstick was smudged all over my face. I got under the water and cleaned off. When I reached down to my pussy I noticed that Dave's cum was leaking out of me, it was a horny sight as I found cum on my fingers. I finished washing, dried off and then looking at my clothes decided to go back out in the towel.
When I reach the bedroom I saw that Dave had dozed off so I settled next to him and drifted off to sleep.
The next morning I felt a little awkward, he I was in a basically I strangers with half of my clothes wrecked and i felt sore all over. Dave wasn't in bed when I woke so I made my way down to kitchen where I found him making breakfast. He came to me, kissed me and then served me breakfast. We talked about what he did, where I worked, my friends, all couple type things.
At about 10 I decided I needed to get home, the conversation about what I would wear was a little awkward but Dave found a shirt that I could wear (where he found a girl's shirt didn't escape me). I dressed without underwear then Dave drove me home. We made out in the car for a long time and my pussy instantly was wet again. Dave said he would call me during the week to make plans to get together again and then I dragged myself away and went into my parent's house. I lied to them and said I crashed at a friends' and that I spilt wine on my top so I borrowed what I was wearing. I didn't like lying but the other option didn't really appeal.
At the time I went to college during the weeks and work part time a couple of nights at a supermarket so my week was dragging as I hadn't heard from Dave. It was Wednesday night when he called, I was at work and he offered to meet me and drive me home which I gladly accepted, I texted my Mom to tell her I was going to a friend's to study for a bit.
Before I left work, I freshened up and put on a little make up and some perfume. Dave was in the car park in a fancy car and I jumped in the front, he looked better then I remember in a suit, he had come straight from work, and he leaned over and kissed me with passion. He talked about our days, his was so much more interesting than mine and then he started to drive me home. As he drove he rested his hand on my thigh, rubbing until he was up under my skirt.
He drove me straight home which I was surprised about, I thought he might want to fool around but we didn't he kissed me deeply and asked if I wanted to come over for dinner on Friday night, I had to work but he was happy to pick me up and have a late meal, he did say he would drive me home the next day so that put pay to the question if I would be staying over.
Over the next couple of days Dave texted me a lot, little sexy messages that by the time it was Friday night I was so hot for him. I had a shower at work and changed into a short skirt and a nice top, no buttons this time.
