Amber Pt 02 2

This is the second and final part of the story about Amber and Stan. If you have not read part 1, you should do that first. Part 2 does not stand on its own.

"Amber, meet me at 9:45 am at The Pines Crossing Mall, out in the parking lot near Olive Garden. Is it ok if we take my car?"

"That sounds great. I am a mixture of excited and nervous. Every time I think of your kisses I get aroused again! Sweet dreams tonight. XOXO."

We met earlier that day for lunch, after she answered an ad I placed in Craigslist. I was looking forward to the next morning as well. Due to my business I have a completely flexible schedule. I wondered how flexible Amber is? Yes, I meant it the way it sounds!

My wife left for work at 7:30 every morning. I got up, put on my sweats and puttered around until she was gone.

Instead of a suit, I decided to wear the business casual normal for my work day. I let Amber know not to dress up too much.

"Amber, I am just wearing my normal business casual clothes today. No need to wear anything fancy. At least for your outer wear! :D"

"I may surprise you. See you soon! xoxo"

I pulled into the mall parking lot at 9:40 and drove around to what I consider the back, although that is restaurant row. Not at this time of the day, though.

Amber was waiting for me. She was gorgeous! No need for a little black dress to make her beautiful. She just is! I pulled over by her so my driver's side was by her. That way I could get out and escort her to the passenger side.

She was wearing painted-on jeans that accentuated her firm ass, and a tube top that revealed A lot of her cleavage as well as almost everything below her breasts. Her excitement, at least according to her nipples, was obvious! The jeans were slung low on her hips as well. That is a lot of beautiful skin!

Once we were both in the car, I turned to her. We both started to speak.

"Amber, if you...

"Stan, would you please..."

We both laughed.

"We are both nervous. How about if you go first, Amber?"

"I only wanted to ask you to kiss me."

"Then let me say what I wanted to, and then I will more than satisfy you!

"Amber, if you are unsure about this, if you want to take a rain check, I will have no hard feelings. Just say the word and we can talk, go for an early lunch, and call it good."

Amber reached over, grabbed my collar, pulled my head towards her and kissed me hard. Lots of tongue.

"Stan, does that answer your question?"

"I am a slow learner. What are you trying to say?"

She turned, and with her right hand reached down and cupped my balls. She looked into my eyes and said, "I want this. Is that clear enough for you?"

"I think I know now! Let's go to the hotel. I checked into a room at the Grand Plaza last night and I arranged for a late checkout of 1:30 pm. We will park underground and take the elevator straight to the 19th floor."

A few minutes later, we entered the elevator. As soon as the doors closed, I pushed Amber against the side and kissed her hard. I ran my fingers through her hair, just above her neck. I covered a breast with my hand. She moaned.

"Oh, that is so nice!"

I smiled and kissed the side of her neck and nibbled on her ear. I felt the elevator slowing so I broke things off. It was our floor! We walked towards our room. I hadn't told her it was a junior suite, so she gasped when I opened the door and she entered.

"Stan, this is huge! I have never stayed in a room like this. Well, in a hotel like this, either."

"You told me you wanted to be treated well, for once. I think this is how you should be treated."

There were tears in her eyes.

"Thanks! I feel like a princess when I am with you. I also see clearly how miserable my boyfriend is."

I put my arms around her and kissed her. "How else can I make you feel like a princess today, Amber?"

"Kiss my neck again."

I turned her around so I was behind her, and started kissing the back of her neck. With the fingers of both hands, I lightly moved along her hairline on her neck, then on her neck alone, until they met, under her chin. I was still kissing her neck. She was moaning softly.

"Oh, Stan, that feels so nice!"

I moved my hands slowly down her chest, and stopped when I reached her top. I traced lightly along the border of her top (while still kissing her neck).

Amber reached up and took hold of my hands and pulled them over her breasts. I fondled them, softly squeezing them, cupping them and caressing them. She moaned.

She turned slowly to face me and began to unbutton my shirt. As it opened, she was kissing my chest. Kissing lower with each button. She pulled my shirt out of my pants and then pushed my shirt off my shoulders.

She kissed my chest, licked one of my nipples and sucked it. As she did that, I grabbed the bottom of her tube top and pulled gently upward. She raised her arms, inviting me to take it off her.

Her breasts were amazing. Perfect in every way. I have never been a fan of huge breasts. Hers were probably between a B and C cup. The ideal size to fondle and kiss.

So I did!

Amber put her hands on my head and guided me to her other breast.

"It was lonely," she said.

After several minutes, she started to loosen my belt. Then unfastened the button on my slacks. Then she looked into my eyes and slowly lowered my zipper. She shoved my pants down, then knelt and removed my shoes and socks. I was standing there in only my boxers.

Amber stood and kissed me. I took her hint and began to loosen her jeans and similarly removed those and her shoes. She was wearing a white, sheer thong, her pussy lips clearly visible.

I reached down and traced my finger up the front of her thong. Her head was against my chest. She moaned.

"Lie down, Stan."

Amber climbed onto me. I thought she was going to mount me, but she was slowly grinding her mound on my cock.

"You are so big. I love how hard you are for me. I thought all night about what I felt when I explored your cock through your pants. I want it inside me today."

After another minute of this slow grinding, she looked up into my eyes.

"Stan, yesterday your tongue touched my nipple. I was so on fire! All night I thought about your tongue and how exciting that was. Please lick my nipples."

She slid up my body and raised up, one hand on the headboard, the other holding her breast to my mouth. Her nipple brushed my lips. I licked around it. I avoiding her nipple. She moved her breast to put her nipple back on my lips.

I brought my hand up and held her other breast, slowly pushing that breast toward my mouth. More circles slowly drawn.

"Stan! Please... please lick my nipples!"

I licked. She sighed.

I licked, kissed, sucked. She was moaning now.

"Ohhh, that is sooo, good! I love what you are doing to me! You are making me so wet!"

I switched nipples, I kissed it a lot. I licked it. Finally I sucked it gently into my mouth and held it there. Then I teased it with my tongue.

My hands went to her ass. Tiny, tight ass. It felt so amazing to hold and squeeze. I reached between her cheeks and felt along her thong. It was soaked.

Suddenly, Amber arched her back even more. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open. Not moving.

"Oooooh.... ohhhh!

She then cried out and lowered her head to my shoulder. I held her ass.

"Stan, you just made me cum just by licking my nipples! It was wonderful. You are wonderful. Even better than I dreamed last night!"

Amber slowly slid farther up my body. She placed her knees near the top of my head, pulled her thong to the side and lowered her pussy to my lips.

"Are you as good licking my pussy?"

I had something to prove! I kissed all over around her pussy. I licked her labia with agonizing slowness. Drawing it out, She was trying to move her pussy to my tongue. I licked along her slit. Slowly. Softly.

"Ohhhh Stan!"

I licked from her taint to her clit. She cried out.

I pushed my tongue into her entrance. When she moaned, I pushed deeper. She cried out again.

I was playing with her ass cheeks again, so i moved one finger under her thong and drew slow circles around her little rosebud. As if I were painting a target, I circled it in a spiral, getting closer to my goal. I ended with that finger on her. I pushed slightly as I licked her pussy. Then more pressure.

"Ohhh! Baby!... Ohhhh... so good... soooo...."

With that she climaxed again. I looked up and she was hanging from the head board, her head raised up and her mouth open. A silent scream. Finally she inhaled again in gasps.

"Stan. I have never... never felt anything like this!"

With that I grabbed her torso and pushed her over on her back next to me. I dragged her thong down her legs and threw it across the room.

I mounted her. My cock just touching her pussy.

"Amber, you are beautiful! Your breasts are beautiful. Your pussy is amazing to lick. I am going to make love to you now. This is your last chance to change your mind.

"Take me, Stan. I want you deep inside me. No condom, please. I want to feel you."

I pushed slowly but steadily into her as far as I could. I paused at that point. Then I slowly withdrew, almost all the way, and entered her again. I pulled back again and twice thrust partway into her. After I pulled back again, I thrust hard and deep.

Amie cried out. She put her legs around me and began to pull me into her with her legs and feet. Her arms pulled me as well.

"Deeper! You feel so good!"

I began to stroke her, finding my rhythm and yet mixing up the depth of my thrusts to keep her off balance, not knowing what was next. I thrust into her this way for a couple of minutes, both of us savoring the slow progress towards our summits.

Amber was panting. Her mouth was open and her eyes closed. She began to cry out each time I thrust into her.

"Stan... inside me... cum inside!"

I was getting close. I felt that moment when there was no turning back. I thrust four more times and then a fifth--this time as deep as I could get--and held it as I exploded inside her.

Amber cried her loudest yet, almost a scream.

"Oh....so good... so big... I feel your cum!"

I remained at that depth until I slipped out of her.

"Stay on top of me, Stan. It feels so good."

After about 10 minutes I rolled off and lay beside her. We looked into each other's eyes.

"Stan, that was amazing. I knew you would be good, but that was even better than I imagined. Thank you for showing me how wonderful that can be. You are amazing in so many ways."

We lay there together, basking in the afterglow of our sex.

Amber reached down and took hold of my wilted cock.

"Oh, Stan! That is quite a mess. Let me help you with that."

She moved down between my legs and began to lick me and clean me. Then she held me in her mouth as she gently fondled my balls. I began to get hard again. She kept thrusting my cock into her mouth and then backing off. Her tongue was lashing the tip of my cock and I was getting amazingly hard.

Amber crawled up my body and kissed me.

"My turn to be in charge!"

She sat up and backed up to position her pussy on my cock. She slid her pussy lips along the length of my cock. Back and forth for her, up and down the outside of my cock. She coated me with her juices and I got even harder.

Amber looked straight into my eyes as she reached down and positioned my cock below her entrance.

"I am going to fuck you now!"

Then she slowly descended my length. We both moaned.

Amber put her hands on my chest and began to rock back and forth, pushing her body against my cock, forcing it inside. She found her rhythm, her maximum pleasure. She was biting her lower lip, moaning with each thrust. Her eyes were closed as she fucked me.

I reached up and played with her breasts, caressing them, tweaking her nipples, squeezing them gently.

"Stan, I am so close. Keep doing that."

"Let me suck your nipples."

She moved her hands to the level of my ears and continued to thrust herself down my cock and back. Her nipples were now going by my face. I tried to catch one as she moved. It took a few tries, but I finally seized one between my lips and sucked on it.

I repeated that with her other nipple. Four tries before success. I sucked on it and lashed it with my tongue.

After a few more seconds she held her breath and stopped her motion.

"Ohhhhh!... so good!"

She was having another orgasm. She dropped down to my chest, lying flat on me. After a minute or so, I rolled her off me and grabbed her feet. I dragged her to the edge of the bed and turned her over on her front. I spread her legs and entered her, doggy style.

"Oh! Stan! That feels so good. So deep!"

I thrust into her repeatedly. A couple of times I only thrust part way. Then I began to pummel her. She was crying out with each thrust.

One more deep thrust, and with a shout I came inside her again. When the spasms ended I collapsed on her back, my cock still inside her.

A few minutes later I had my arm around her and her head was on my shoulder.

"Stan, this has been amazing. I can't begin to thank you enough for this day, and yesterday. I have never had so many orgasms! You are the greatest!

"I really don't know what you want next with me, if anything, so I'm going to talk about what I want. Then I want you to tell me what you want. Maybe we will agree.

"I have loved every minute with you. This has opened my eyes about all I am missing, and what a lazy SOB my boyfriend is. I think I have stayed with him just because it was easier than forcing a change. I have known for a long time I had no future with him. I even went on the pill to avoid another baby with him.

"You have treated me with dignity and respect. You have spoiled me with your gentlemanly kindness. That is what I want in my life.

"I want someone just like you.

"Regardless of your plans, I need to leave my boyfriend. That just has to happen. I am not sure how to get by financially, but if I talk to my parents, they may step up and help me get on my feet.

"I would like to continue seeing you, but that is totally up to you. I know you are married. I haven't asked you much about that because I don't want to try to force you to decide."

"Amber, I have loved these two days with you also. I placed that ad because my marriage is almost entirely sex-free. I can't continue that way long-term.

"Our three children are all on their own. Two of them are married and the youngest probably has the best career of the three, and a great girlfriend.

"I need to give thought to what I want to do. I don't want to make a decision based on hoping to be with you. You should want someone younger anyway.

"However, I need to find someone just like you."

Amber was quiet. After a few minutes I noticed she was crying.

"What's wrong, Amber?"

"Stan, I want to find someone just like you. You want to find someone just like me. Are we both being stupid by not realizing we already have found that person?

"I know there is a big age difference between us. As I told you in our earliest emails, attraction is way more important to me than age. I am deeply attracted to you. I know about the chemical rewards our body gives us for sex. I want to be careful telling the difference, but I love being with you. Perhaps, with time, I will come to love you as well.

"I don't want any promises. I am going to work on my situation. You decide what you want to do about yours. Would it be ok if we see each other once a month? Maybe down the road we will have resolved our current situations. Maybe we can then see if we have a future together.

"Stan, instead of focusing on sex together, can we instead work on getting to know each other better? That might make our future decisions more clear."

"Amber, I am amazed at your maturity. I knew I didn't want to meet a 20-something party girl. You have a head on your shoulders and know what you want. I think the responsibility for your daughter has made you older inside than your years and wiser.

"You are right. I have found someone just like you!

"Let's do what you suggested. I would love to know you better. I'm confident we both want great sex together, but if we have any future, our friendship needs to come first."

With that, we entered a new phase of our relationship. We did fun things together. We kissed a lot, but agreed to only have sex once a month. In between, nearly every week, we did fun things. We got to know each other and became great friends. Honestly, she became my best friend. Possibly the best friend I ever had.

A lot of places we went people assumed I was her father.

She kicked her boyfriend out. Although he was the father of her daughter, May, he was more than willing to go when Amber promised not to come after him for child support.

She moved in with her parents. They apparently love having May under the same roof. Amber is happy. For some reason, she still wants to be with me. In fairness, I want to be with her. She has brightened my life in ways I could not have expected.

One month we drove to a distant lake and rented a boat to spend the day on the lake and have a picnic. She told me she loved me. She asked me not to say anything in reply.

"Please don't tell me you love me, even if you do, until you are available. That is your decision, and I won't pressure you. That's not fair to you to expect more yet."

My wife and I had already talked abut the state of our marriage. She admitted she no longer felt any attraction for me. She loves me in the sense I am the father of her children, but feels no desire for me as a lover. Over a period of a couple of months, we mutually agreed to divorce.

I told her about Amber. I expected anger, but to my surprise, my wife also had a boyfriend! We both laughed at how silly we had been, trying to find happiness behind each other's back.

The day our divorce was final, I invited my now ex-wife to lunch. We talked and laughed over great memories. We wished each other well and promised to be there if either of us was in need of a friend.

The next day, I called Amber.

"Hey babe, I would like to take you to lunch tomorrow. Remember the first restaurant we went to. The day we met? You wore that amazing little black dress. I wore my best suit. Could we repeat that tomorrow?"

"I would love that. Shall I meet you there again? Just like before? Can we kiss in your car afterwards?"

"I want all of that, Amber. See you at 11:30 tomorrow morning."

I was there at the restaurant early. I told the maitre d' to watch for her. He escorted her to my table and I stood, kissed her hand and helped her with her chair. I had that great view down her dress! No bra! This time she glanced up and smiled. Knowingly.

I handed her a dozen red roses. Not a single rose like the first time we met.

"Oh, Stan! No one has ever given me a dozen red roses!"

"Well, you are worth it. I wanted you to know of my feelings for you.

"Amber, my divorce was final yesterday. We parted on good terms and had lunch together and wished each other the best. I am glad I took time to resolve that in the best way possible."

"I am happy for you, Stan. I really am. My life is also so much better than when you and I first met.

"One thing has not changed, at least for me. Stan, I still love you. I love you so much. I don't care about our ages. We have a wonderful friendship now. Our ages don't matter, and you are the man I want to be with.

"I feel more passion for you than our first two days together. That was just raw sex. Now, when we make love, my heart feels deeply tied with yours."

"Amber, that brings up something I want to say.

"I love you.

"I have waited months to be able to say that. I love you!

"I have spent a lot of time thinking about us. As the months have passed, I have wanted to spend more time with you. Not only for sex, although that desire is still there--powerfully there. Now I think of you as my best friend. A friend I want to be with, to enjoy in every sense of that word.