Chat with Amber

In a way, it was funny. Normally Amber was the one starting the conversations between us, and now I was writing her another message, hoping that she'll finally respond. 'Hey Amber, can you come over to my place for tonight? I wanna talk with someone about what my mom called me for, I need some advice.' 'Oh and also, do you have any fancy jewellery? I have an idea with Donna, she wants to do something on Monday evening.'

It was only 3:30PM by the time I had come home, and Amber didn't respond. It was rather unfortunate. I was curious what she was doing, in all honesty. I checked my work email and some of the freelancers had already submitted articles, awesome. I did not know how much time I'd have next week, so I'll have to sacrifice this weekend. If running the company turns out to be easier than expected, I'll just stay home a day, relax, and submit today's work.

Time went by and I was in my zone, until the doorbell rang. It was already 4:30PM. As I opened the door, it was Amber and I excitedly gave her a hug. She was a bit surprised, but happily hugged me back. She had brought a bag of clothes for tomorrow, it seems like she was well prepared.

"Tell me please, master, what did your mom tell you?"

I told Amber everything. She was my best friend, she deserved to know. My father cheating, him and my brother fighting, me becoming caretaker. "Will you quit your job as a journalist, master?", Amber interjected. She was looking at me with puppy eyes, it was heart-warming. "I don't want to. I'll work more from home next week, but my father never spent too much time on company matters, so I hope I can do both somehow, too." Amber was happier again. It was such a nice feeling to be loved and appreciated that much. A week ago I couldn't have been convinced by anyone that a person could love me that much.

"What are your plans with Donna by the way, master? I have a small gold chain with some diamonds on it. It was from my grandma, and I think it could look very well on Donna too." That was the kind of thing I wanted. "This is perfect, Amber." I gave her a little kiss on the forehead.

I continued: "You know, I think Donna and I are getting along great and it seems that what she wanted on Friday was a little bit more serious too. I thought about going to a fancy restaurant with her."

"But... Donna never seemed like a person that's too much into fancy stuff to me, master. If she were a little dumber and had a bigger ass, she'd just be a bimbo. And the first part can be acted."

"I know, Amber, but... in a way, Donna and I have made similar experiences. Everyone checks out her breasts when they see her, and you know what happened at the end of college with me." "The 'Big Dick Incident', as we called it", Amber interjected. "Yeah, exactly that. In a way, we both were perceived differently by people for similar reasons, and we very much relate to the fact that we're not how people assume. She's not a bimbo and I'm not the human incarnation of big dick energy, I'm not a macho guy."

"So your plan is to make her feel appreciated and valued by giving her the jewellery, master?" "Give? No no, my plan was just to let her have it for the evening. I can't afford this kind of stuff, at least not until I get my first paycheck for being a caretaker. And even then I'll buy furniture first." Amber seemed relieved. Did she think I wanted to take it from her?

"You know, I think that's a sweet idea, master. Fucking someone in a classy dress is very hot too, just make sure the dress can move around well enough so you have good access to her pussy." I was briefly taken aback my Amber's openness, but honestly, I was also kind of looking forward to this.

"What were you up to the entire day, by the way, Amber?"

"S-Sorry for ignoring your messages, master." She bowed before me. "Don't worry, Amber, I'm sure you have a reason. Please tell me."

"Well, after I moved here I was very short on cash, so I thought of ways to make money on the side. The easiest seemed to be selling nudes or something similar, but the market is already overcrowded, so I never even tried that idea. No need to worry master, you're the only one that gets to see me naked. But during my research I stumbled onto various creators looking for moderators. So today, I moderated a live stream of about 6 hours. She's rather successful, so she can afford to pay me."

"If it keeps your balance in the positive, there's nothing wrong with that Amber, don't worry."

The rest of the evening, I cooked us dinner, while she played some of my video games.

"I really like this one, master. I'm not great at it, but it's easy to start over when Mario dies." After playing the game some more, she asked: "Wait master, if the three months at our job are over, won't you still stay here? You still have to be the caretaker now, right?"

I hadn't thought about this yet, but my father was awaiting trial in another state and his chances to avoid punishment were slim. And even if, he had embezzled funds, too, so he'd face some legal repercussions here, too. But what was my long-term strategy? Do I want to stay here? What about mom? Her house was way too big for one person to live in, right? Wait, I own a bunch of real estate now. She can just move into a smaller place whenever she's ready. "I'm gonna stay here, yeah Amber. Why?"

"Maybe I should move in with you, master, if I still can. I like the idea, it would've just been too much hassle for only three months. But this'll last for a year or two, maybe more. W-Would it be okay if I moved in, master?"

"Of course Amber. But only next month. When the train line opens, when I have a closet and maybe more furniture around. Then you can move in, okay?"

"Thank you for looking out for me, master."

After dinner, we headed to my bedroom, as usual.