An Old Friend's House

You walk away from Ashley's house, full of vehement rage. Once the main waves of rage have subsided, you opt for despondent tears. Crying, you realize that you've been unconsciously walking toward your old friend, Amber's house. She had always been there for you, and, you suppose, you had always been there for her. Whenever her asshole of a boyfriend broke up with her only to get back together with her and start the process over. If you remember correctly, they aren't together at the moment.

Now knowing where you were unthinkingly walking a minute ago, you decide that your sub-conscious had a good idea, and so you resolve to continue toward Amber's place. Your entire thought process is devoted to your sadness and placing one foot after the other. Left, right, left, right. On and on, until you finally reach Amber's apartment.

Feeling a sense of déjà vu, you knock on her door. A minute later she opens the door wearing a hastily thrown on green t-shirt and black leggings that show off her voluptuous ass.

"Oh my god, Daniel, are you ok?" She asks in a concerned tone.

"Not really," you reply, "Ashley cheated on me."

"Seriously? That's fucked up man." She exclaims. "Come on in, you must be cold and hungry."

"Maybe there is a silver lining to this," you think as you follow her swaying hips into her apartment.

Twenty minutes later you and Amber are sitting next on the couch watching a movie with some hot chocolate. You had already told her all the details and she had agreed to let you stay in her apartment for the foreseeable future. A sex scene comes on, there's not much action, but you notice Amber is rubbing her thighs together out of the corner of your eye. You decide not to comment on this and instead watch out for anything else unusual... Just a minute later she appears to scratch her inner thigh and she lets out a small sigh that you wouldn't have noticed if you hadn't been paying attention. It's at this point you decide to ask her about it, as you had always been open with each other.

"Hey, Amber, whatcha doing over there?"

Amber blushes slightly before responding. "It's just, I was kind of fulfilling needs when you knocked on my door."

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to intrude," you respond.

She smiles, "No, no it's fine, just pay no attention to any squeaking beds tonight."

The rest of the movie passes with no incident, and you guys head off to bed. Or at least she does, you have other plans.