Authors Note: Thanks again to oldnakeddad for editing this piece! Hopefully many more chapters to come. Feel free to comment with feedback!
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The next morning, a little after nine AM, Amber awoke with a start to the phone ringing loudly. Unfortunately, since she was staying in the guest bedroom, the nearest phone was in the office down, and across, the hall. She stumbled out of bed and clumsily ran toward the phone while rubbing her eyes. Amber quickly cleared her throat, trying to rid it of any groggy tones.
"Hello?"
"Good morning, Amber! It's Raphael. I have lots of shoes for you here and was hoping I could bring them over a little later. Maybe around one?"
Amber sat down on the rolling office chair, the cordless phone pressed against her ear and shoulder. She was topless and had been sleeping in only a pair of cotton panties, though she usually slept naked. Her thick thighs spread out and were sticking to the leather. She leaned back in the chair, slowly twirling in circles.
"That sounds good to me! I'll be here waiting!" Amber said with a smile.
"Excellent. I'll see you then."
She heard the click of the other line disconnecting and returned the phone to its cradle on the desk. She sat for a second, her toes curling as she bit her lower lip in excitement, then got up and made her way toward the shower. After her unexpected night with Sonya and Ms. V., Amber had taken a long, hot bath after she had gotten home.
After her bath, she had masturbated, furiously, for hours before she fell asleep. She had made herself break into a sweat with all of her wild bucking and cumming, her pussy had been dripping wet the whole time. It was almost like a work-out. Amber had countless orgasms before slipping into a blissful sleep. The last thing she remembered was pulling on her panties as though she was tucking her pussy into bed. Her sheets were still slightly damp in the morning. She had to do laundry.
Reminiscing about last night, she snapped to the present and hopped into the shower to help fully wake up and went through her usual thorough routine of washing herself. Amber loved to give herself countless orgasms throughout each day so, once again, she employed the detachable shower head to help make herself cum. The warm water was hitting the most sensitive parts of her clit as she used her fingers to spread her labia to give herself better access.
She stepped out of the shower, towel dried and aimlessly wandered around the house, naked. Her brain was running a million miles a minute and she ended up watching some porn for a while. It was still before eleven AM and Raphael wasn't coming over until one. She tried watching other TV shows but found herself staring out of the window, in the direction of Ms. V.'s house. Amber knew she needed to eat but her nervous energy had taken away her appetite so she decided to smoke a joint, instead.
Amber sat out on the porch, admiring her Aunt and Uncle's neat, simple backyard. A few trees surrounded the property providing some shade and privacy. There was a shaded cement area, with a few pieces of patio furniture, where Amber was sitting on a chair. She was puffing on the joint and looking out at the flowers along the edge of the fence. She knew Ms. V., Raphael, and their house of wonders, was on the other side.
After she finished her joint, Amber went inside and started cooking lunch. As she'd expected, her stomach was now starting to growl softly, she was hungry. Amber was sautéing onions and garlic while she chopped up a variety of other vegetables. She was in and out of the fridge, pulling out more and more ingredients, as she continued to make her elaborate lunch.
The whole house was starting to smell delicious as the concoction's aroma filled the air. Once it was ready, she ate a hefty plate and then a small, second helping which still left a decent amount of leftovers. As she was placing the Tupperware, full of leftovers, into the fridge, she thought about offering some of them to Raphael after he arrived.
A little after noon, she put on a cotton T-shirt, panties and shorts. Amber didn't feel like she had to dress up for Raphael but she didn't want to greet him halfway undressed again, either. She tidied up her room as things were still strewn all over the place after getting ready yesterday.
A few minutes before one o'clock, Amber was lingering in front of a window, which gave her a view of the pathway to and from Ms. V.'s house, when Raphael came into sight carrying two enormous bags. Each bag appeared to be custom and handmade, and about the size of Raphael's legs. He was somehow able to comfortably carry the bags without them touching the ground.
Even though he didn't seem to be struggling, Amber hurried out to meet him halfway and tried to help. He insisted he was fine and continued to carry each bag easily, considering how big they were. Amber opened the front door for him and pointed at the stairs.
"I guess you can put them upstairs in the bedroom, again."
"I figured as much."
Raphael was making long strides, going up the stairs effortlessly, as Amber admired his muscular frame from behind. He was clearly a very strong man. Amber was very curious about his relationship with Ms. V., surely he's seen some interesting things with her. Amber watched as Raphael put the bags down and started unpacking multiple boxes of shoes.
"Wow. That's a ton of shoes! How could one person need so many?!" Amber laughed, watching with wide eyes as the stack of boxes grew taller.
"Oh, you'd be surprised!" Raphael laughed in response.
"Ms. V. seems to be incredibly generous."
Amber glanced at the open closet which was bursting with all of the dresses and other clothes Ms. V. had recently purchased for her.
"Yes, yes she is. She's truly a special person."
"I just feel like it's too much, we've only recently met and she's showering me with gifts!"
Amber tugged at the hem of her shorts nervously. She was subtly trying to pick Raphael's mind to learn more about the whole situation.
"Well, you're going to have to get used to that. She likes you! Ms. V. has plenty of resources and she likes nice things. I'm sure she's hoping you can join her for future social events, hence all the clothing."
Raphael was finishing up stacking the boxes, a total of over twenty pair.
"It's so surreal. I mean, I'm having fun and everything, but it feels like something out of a movie. Like an X-rated, incredibly awesome movie!" Amber laughed lightly and went to sit on the bed.
"It still feels like that to me, too," Raphael chuckled.
"How did you meet Ms. V.?"
Amber moved to the edge of the bed, getting closer to the kneeling Raphael. Raphael froze for a second. It was the first time Amber had seen him look uncomfortable or as if he didn't know what to say. After a moment, he turned toward Amber, his handsome brown eyes connecting with hers.
"I met her a while ago. It's kind of a long story for another time."
