Amy’s Bent

Now being contrite after her deception, Sarah tells you that Amy is a friend, but she’s a bit of a bitch. Melanie agreed, she clearly did not like Amy much.

You are slightly upset that Sarah tried to deceive you, but had a different interest in mind at the moment. Walking across the street, you notice the attractive young woman and the massive mansion she is in front of.

This may be fun you think as you cross with your two slaves.

Amy had been doing her normal daily routine. It had started out as a fairly normal day, since her husband died she had more freedom than ever before and used it all on herself. Always a bit of a self-centered person, she had become a bit of a nightmare for those around her, and she simply did not care. She was worth hundreds of millions, she could do what she wanted when she wanted.

Looking up, she saw a naked man and her two neighbors. She kinda liked Sarah, but her sister was such a prude, Melanie did nothing for her and she treated her like dirt usually.

“Hi Amy”, Sarah called out from across the street. Sarah looked a bit unsteady, something occurred but Amy had no idea what that could be. The guy was talking to Sarah. Amy realized something odd was happening as she finally noticed the two women were entirely naked. She hadn’t noticed the guy being naked, but it clearly was with his dick seemingly rock hard as he looked to Sarah.

She stood and started walking over.

"Sarah, Mel why are you two naked? Also, who is your friend?" Amy asked in an uncertain voice, her British accent clearly showing.

"It doesn't matter why they are naked. Also you should just continue your stretches while we talk." the guy with the boner told Amy.

“Ummm, sure,” she said as she continued her stretches.

Now that he knew her secret, Sarah felt the need to help him. She knew instinctively Amy had been attracted to her but had never said anything. After the session with her sister, she no longer ruled out doing things with other women, that had been insanely hot fucking both him and her sister.

Amy started her routine over, bending full over, knowing it showed her ass well.

“Okay Amy, hold that pose,” you said as you watched the attractive Brit bending over.

Amy is frozen in place, not quite sure what else to do. She slowly settles into a Forward Fold as her yoga teacher would say.

“I’m Amy Tucker, it’s nice to meet you,” she said to you with some difficulty, still looking at the ground. She flexed her toned muscles. Her tight gray spandex barely hid anything. Although slightly uncomfortable, she thought she’d say right where she was if he didn’t say anything.

Walking over, you place your two hands on her tight globes of flesh. She looks back at you.

“Excuse me!” Amy says indignantly, although the effect was lost as she could not stand up. She was upset and wanted to tell this asshole off but held up just a moment.

“You don’t mind me fondling that ass of yours right?”

“Oh, of course not, go right ahead” Amy answers brightly, no longer concerned that he was groping her ass.

“You will tell me the truth right Amy?” he asked her.

“Of course, I just met you after all and it’s important to be transparent” she tells you in that beautiful accent. She had used her “exotic” accent to great effect in the past with men.

“Okay Amy, tell me how you got such a nice house?” you asked her.

Amy pauses. She couldn’t tell him the truth could she? She didn’t even know this man.