It was a quiet few days before I heard from Amber again. Amber, for those who didn't read the previous chapters, is a twenty one year old Kansas girl who entered into an agreement with nine guys including my best friend in exchange for money to live off of in the sleepy college town we live in. Amber, for all practical purposes, is their "daughter". Each of the nine daddies pays into a fund that she uses to live in exchange for time with each daddy. According to the discussion that Amber and I had, each daddy gets three hours a week of time with Amber. The nine guys all are business men in the town we live in. My buddy Dan owns a bar. One daddy owns a motel where Amber stays at during the week so that all the daddies have access to her.
All this is fine and such, but the question is where I fit into all this. Unknown to the other nine, Amber has adopted me as her tenth Daddy. I was invited by Dan to come to one of the nine's get togethers with Amber and take pictures. I own my own business also, but it's run out of my apartment. I took pictures of the nine daddy gangbang of little Amber and sent the pics to Dan before Amber came over to, in her words, "buy my silence." Fortunately for me, it turned out all the other daddies take it easy on poor Amber and don't use her the way she craves. That's where I came in.
The weekend of that get together, I used and abused Amber. I took her ass. I came down her throat. I spanked her ass. It was a great weekend and she was happy. I was ecstatic. I mean how often except in porn stories does a thirty three year old get to fuck and play with a twenty one year old nympho? Sadly, the weekend ended with Amber having to drive back to Kansas to visit her folks. It was a slow four days. Amber would text pics of her to me and shows me what's going on until night time. At night, she'd call me as we started discussing where I would fit into her set up.
You see, the other nine daddies didn't know that I had met Amber. Dan told me he would introduce me, so it made sense that I had to play the innocent. Amber had a spare memory card just so we could play it off. So that Friday, as we planned, there was a knock at the door. I looked through the key hole and found Amber there...with Dan. I opened it and welcomed them in even though I had to look surprised. After all, Dan thought Amber left here in a huff.
"Charles, I'd like to formally introduce you to Amber," Dan said almost conceitedly.
Immediately, I bowed my head and took her by the hand and kissed it. She played like this was gentlemanly even though I knew where she loved to be kissed.
"Glad to meet you, Amber. So what's going on, Dan?"
They walked in and sat down on my coach as I went to grab a few beers. Amber tipped me off that she liked a certain brand from my fridge earlier, so I wasn't afraid to bring them out almost on auto pilot. Dan looked at it before he looked at me.
"When did you buy these?" he asked.
"Dan, I always drink these. Unless you pour me one at the bar, then I drink what you pour." I felt confident in the way I played it off. I looked over at Amber again and noticed she was wearing a tennis skirt and a pink polo. Apparently, Dan had a tennis fetish of sorts.
As we started talking, Amber seemed to play quiet. I wasn't sure if it was an act because Dan was nearby or if it was because she didn't know what to say. I then saw her whisper in Dan's ear. Dan looked over at her and nodded.
"Charles, I have a favor to ask. Amber is kind of turned on and I couldn't get the room at Bruce's. So can I borrow your bedroom?"
