Amber Works Late

CHAPTER ONE:

Cool Cabin Candles - Friday night - 6:20 PM

Amber sighed heavily of boredom and put her book down on the counter, by her register. She let down her long, thick brown hair and it cascaded down her full breasts. Amber was 39 and with large hips, a small waistline which was accentuated by her tight white dress. There had only been four customers all day and she was feeling restless.

The candle store phone rang.

"Hello, Cool Cabin Candles?" She answered promptly.

"Hi Amber, it's Claire." The owner asked her, "I really hate to ask, but can you please close up shop tonight?"

"Sure," Amber said, "why not."

"Thanks," she gratefully said, "I'll make sure you get a raise on your next paycheck. You're long overdue."

"Thanks!" Amber said.

After a brief exchange of stocked item questions, they hung up.

Sitting back down, she picked up her book and got back to her reading.

Cool Cabin Candles - Friday night - 8:10 PM

Amber began posting tons of photos on social media. The candle displays were worth showing off & so was her new dress. She posted a few selfies and a few to promote the shop that had just given her a raise. The instant she set her phone down, she received a notification.

*DING

As she picked up her phone, she smiled. Her online crush, Jack: A 35 year old from afar with whom she had a long term friendship she held dear.

He never received her being interested in him too well, but that never hurt their friendship. Weird for him to message her first. he only did on a rare occasion.

Amber put the phone back down. She kept staring. If she answered too quickly, would she be too eager? She didn't want to seem desperate.

Though he lived far away and she never had any signals from him aside from bemusement, her attraction to his intellect was powerful and she let him know how she felt. He rejected her, but said he liked things about her, as well.

What if this message was important?

Curiosity started to gnaw at Amber and she went ahead and opened up the social media message.

Jack wrote, "I'm in town with family. Thought I'd stop by the candle shop and say hello, if you're still there."

Her heart started to feel as if she was doing cardio! What was this, he lived thousands of miles away!? How could this be?

He had once said "never" to the idea of meeting her, and now he was dropping by her work.

Since she only knew him from mutual friends on social media, she only imagined this day would come!

She started to primp and texted back, "yes, I'm at the shop, see you soon."

The app showed he read her message right away.

Cool Cabin Candles - Friday night - 9:40 PM

When Jack walked in, Amber tried to stand up ceremoniously, rather than to look too excited. She kept telling herself to play it cool.

At only 5'3", Amber felt suddenly very small. He towered over her at 6'7", and he walked in with luggage and a guitar case.

He had long, light brown hair and a full beard that looked as if he was some kind of Viking.

They both had hazel eyes and though they'd had interactions through live chat others hosted and a few fighting video games they played together, this was their first face-to-face after years of interaction.

She smiled and said, "Oh, hey Jack... what a ... surprise! Why are you in New York?"

He said, "Hello, what kind of place is this?", as he gazed around incredulously at endless shelves of candles and crystals. "I'm in town for a cousin's funeral. My aunt asked me to play guitar for the services."

Amber said, "I'm so sorry about your loss! This is Claire's candle shop. She takes delight in having this type of gift shop."

"That's okay," he answered in the condolences, then added with a smirk, "this place looks so dumb!"

As Amber laughed along, she said, "why?"

He answered, "I don't know, just a bunch of girly candles... it's not my thing. What time do you get off work?"

As he continued to speak, his deep voice with a northern lad accent really started making her feel like her juices were flowing. Her ivory lace thong must be soaked.

"11:00 o'clock." she said, shifting gently so her wet panties might not distract her.

He smirked. "Who in the FUCK is buying candles at 11:00 PM in New York City?", He asked with biting sarcasm.

This was so funny to her, especially on a slow day. Amber had been so nervous, she began to bubble over with laughter.

He seemed to see her for the first time.

"I saw your posts online."

She thought about the photos, "Oh, did you?"

"Yes," he never spoke to her in a sexual way, and yet she now saw his eyes wandering over her breasts.

He was a highly intelligent man, he made her laugh... and this was what she found attractive in addition to his perfect teeth and the sultriest voice.

Why did he suddenly pop in? She decided to go ahead and ask.

"I'm just curious," she inquired, "Why did you stop by to see me? I am glad to see you! I guess it's such a shock!"

"I was in town," he said, almost sounding bored as he examined some sage for sale with a look of disgust, "and I saw your posts were just down the road from where we had dinner. It was either hang out with family... which I did NOT want to do... or..."

His eyes turned to her, "Stop by and see you at this silly flower child shop."

She giggled nervously, and said, "Okay!"

A moment passed and he said, "Look, some friends of mine are playing at a bar. Come by if you want, if not... it was good seeing you. Have a nice shift. I'll be here at midnight."

He handed a card to her.

"John's Garage Bands" the card read, with a red demon cat logo.

"Okay, see you there!" Amber said.

He strolled out. No looking back, he just said "Bye."

No hug? No handshake?

Maybe she was overthinking how much he liked her.

John's Garage Bands / Back Alley business - Early Saturday morning - 12:10 AM

Amber had gone home and changed her panties. The white ivory lace thong waa soaking wet. While she knew it didn't match, she put on a soft dark blue thong. It was comfortable and it made her feel sexy.

The location for the band was loud and not well lit.

She sent a social media message to Jack: "Here.". As she hit send, he was behind her suddenly.

"Well hello."

She turned around quickly and looked up. God...he was so tall. And sexy.

"Hey!"

He still never touched her as he led her into the club where loud metal music was coming out of the venue.

After some hours of music and dance, then the band announced that Jack "was in the house" and asked him to come up and play. He refused and after four other guys, who seemed to know him surrounded him and continued to insist, he finally got up and played on stage.

Amber had never seen Jack play an instrument before. It was obviously something he enjoyed, he was so good at it.

The crowd went insane as Jack and the band crushed loudly a metal style cover of Led Zeppelin's "Four Sticks", as if they had been playing and practicing with their guest. It was like magic.

She watched in delight as he sweat, he played guitar like a God, and the connection he had with the rest of the band onstage made the dancing audience go into a frenzy. She watched his hands skillfully and expertly make a complex song look simple, and she even caught him watching her and he flashed his perfect white teeth in a 'roar' like shape at her, rather than a smile. Amber felt her face flush with warmth.

A few minutes later....

"Come with me," Jack said to Amber, when he finally managed to break free from the crowd after the popularity of his appearance.

As she followed him out a side exit, she looked over her shoulder. People were pouring in by the dozens to see what was happening as the party began to swell into a mob.

A black Bentley Flying Spur stopped at the exit and the driver got out quickly. Opening the door for them, he said "Mr. Jack," bowing slightly..."ma'am."

Jack got in and so did she.

"What is this?" Amber asked.

"Just enjoy the ride", Jack said smoothly as he popped open the iced champagne that was waiting and poured her a glass. "Do you have somewhere else to be?"

She met his eyes and was feeling charmed. She realizes he only slightly touched her hand passing her the flute of champagne. She finally got to touch him. His hands were so large, how did he play guitar like that?

"Uhh... Um... no.". sipping her wine, "this is the only place I need to be. That was quite a show you and your friends put on. Really impressive! That place was cool... though loud and darker than I'm used to..."

"I told them I didn't want to play. They insisted. Anyways, your apartment is so far." he said, "the owner of the club also owns a space nearby. We are all lined up for the evening... thanks to my appearance. He compensated me... so to speak."

For a moment, she almost asked how did he know how far her apartment was? Then she remembered complaining about the long commute to him once, in their many long chats.

"Compensated?" Amber said, "How so?"

He motioned to the car, the driver, and the expensive drinks."

"What can I say," Jack said flatly, "People like me and some of them have loads of cash."

A few minutes later the Bentley stopped at a small resort that she'd never seen.

The driver opened the door and carried up Jack's bags and his guitar to an upstairs suite.

Amber felt mixed emotions. What was his plan, his end game? He put her off when she made "online advances", so why are they now arriving here together?

Small hideout resort - Early Saturday morning - 2:40 AM

As Jack gave the driver a handsome $200.00 tip upon his exit, she looked around the suite. Jack was clearly already checked in. there were 3 guitars in the suite and two other bags.

"How many guitars do you have?" She asked.

"Twelve, if you count the 7 string and the bass." He said. "I didn't pack them all."

"Play a song for me?" Amber suggested sweetly.

"Yeah," Jack said sarcastically, adding, "That's not going to happen."

He showed Amber to a second door in the suite, revealing a second space with a large bed.

"We each have our own bathroom and kitchen." He revealed, opening the door. the terrace was shared and the huge suite was clearly two spaces inside one.

He tossed her a satin bag with the hideaway logo and said, "Here...Enjoy the perks." and as he closed the door he said, "I need a shower. Good night."

This part, she was not expecting. What an amazing gentleman he was.

She watched him leave without turning back and soon the sound of his shower came on.

Amber opening the bag, found all the necessary toiletries and a huge fluffy robe in her separate bathroom.

There was a "welcome" card with the same red demon cat logo from the club on a mirrored tray in the bathroom with a complimentary toothbrush, toothpaste, contact case and solution, and some really posh skin care samples. This place had thought of literally everything. Or did Jack? Maybe both?

There was a large stand up shower with a hand held massage shower head and the biggest hot tub she'd ever seen in any indoor space.

She pulled out some shampoo and conditioner, a razor, stepping into the shower.

He didn't try to kiss her but being close to him, the smell of his sweat... she felt incredibly turned on.

She reached for her blue thong, and found it soaked. She slipped in her index finger and let out a sigh of delightful moans. She fingered her pussy, and came before removing her thong.

In the meantime, Jack in his shower, was thinking about how sexy Amber looked in her white dress. She obviously didn't know the club lights revealed her blue colored thong. He watched her dance and her ass and breasts were perfect. He had always liked her, but she lived too far away to actually hope there would ever be anything between them, he thought. Her perfect round hips swayed in the club, her blue panties showing slightly as she began to drip sweat. He closed his eyes, reminiscent of her dancing ... slowly his cock began to dance and drip eagerly. Fresh in his memory, her dress was working its way up her thighs all night as she bounced around all evening. He allowed himself to get hard, yet he didn't play or climax. He cleaned up and dried off.

Amber began to explore the pulse settings on the shower massage wand. She found three settings. Little did she know, the design of the suites had the bathrooms much closer than she realized.

Jack had been finishing drying off, as he started to hear a whimpering. Just when he thought of checking on her and make sure she was okay, hurriedly grabbing his boxers... he heard added sounds.

Amber switched to highest settings and increased the pressure and the heat of the water. Her knees buckled and she slowly made her way to her seat in the shower, allowing the pulse to grow steadily on her wet pussy.

She spread her legs and Jack slowed down his getting dressed as he heard her moan out, "Ohh, ohh..." quickly panting, "Fuck...FUCK! Ohh, my pussy! OH!"

Jack, smiling began to delicately trim his beard with slow precision, enjoying the audio show Amber was providing.

On the other side of the wall, she had taken her guest shampoo bottle and fucked it furiously, all the while she strained to force her legs wider and wider open... feet slipping on the soapy floor. She braced on leg on a wall. Pressing onto her upper back, her ass lifted up as if levitating. Her pussy was quivering like never before under the powerful pulse of the water, her other hand busy pushing the shampoo bottle deeper inside.

She let out a final gasp, a whimpering moan...."Ohhh....ahhh....AH AH AHHH!"

Jack brushed his teeth and was smiling. He took his time to floss, and primp in his usual evening routine. He took his time, and felt his erection respond to her moans, softly crying out. He cleaned and manicured his nails, so they were clean and perfect, then rinsed his mouth with mouthwash, smiling at himself in the mirror before he spit. Her moans were so sexy.

Twenty minutes (of her primping) later, she was wrapped in a robe, wondering if he had been fantasizing about her. This was crazy. He never made a move!

Maybe he's not asleep, she pondered she could just talk to him, for a short moment.

"Jack?" She very softly asked at the door between the rooms, "Are you already asleep?"

The door opened so fast, she was startled.

"Yes, Amber?"

He didn't look unhappy, at least....or annoyed by her.

"You put on quite a show tonight."

"Yeah?" he smiled. "Thanks."

She smiled back. Before she could respond, he said, "Yes, and you as well." He motioned towards her shower.

He laughed and said, "yes, the walls are thin here. I heard you."

She blushed and blurted "One more thing..."

He waited, looking upon her with amusement.

She suddenly noticed she was just speaking to be heard. She didn't have one more thing to say.

Impulsively, she grabbed his shoulders and stood up on her toes to kiss him.

He leaned in and met her mouth. She hadn't been kissed for maybe two years. She felt his tongue gently exploring and she knew he was an experienced lover by the way he waited to start matching intensity, before adding to the fire.

Only after she reached around to explore his back muscles with her fingers, did he reach into her robe.

Jack slid his hand over her hip, and grabbed her firm round ass. He let out a satisfied grunt, as he felt her body's curves.

She trembled, she'd already pushed her ability to have multiple orgasms to a new limit, now she was making out with her crush she'd only known online? She felt like it was a crazy dream or a plot to a porno.

He asked her, Are you drunk?"

She said. "No!"

"Good", he said.

Astounded she'd found a real gentleman, she gasped as she was suddenly swept off her feet to the bed.

Jack tossed her in and she bounced and laughed at his playfulness.

Amber's perfect tits were bouncing around. He watched and she felt his eyes focusing on her body. He grabbed her ankles and knelt down, pulling her pussy right up to his mouth.

He kept his tongue firm as he entered her, and he made sure to use his fingers, too.

Wow, his fingers were so fucking huge, he was a large man. How huge is his cock going to be? She was barely able to fit the shampoo bottle in her pussy, it was so fucking tight.

Kneeling at the edge of the bed, Jack ate Amber's pussy and she laid back to enjoy, pulling up a pillow.

His beard tickled slightly at first, then she began to enjoy how soft it was, just a gentle licking followed by his light brown beard adding to the sensation.

This was her first time a man with a beard had licked her pussy, and it was certainly a more experienced man who knew what he was doing.

Jack loved how wet she already was. After Amber's shower fiasco, her pussy was still pouring from excitement. His kisses from their make out session made her pussy swell up even more. As he put in three fingers, she squealed... "Oh GOD you have BIG fingers!"

He laughed and said, "I know!"

As he did he pulled them out slowly in a rotation motion and then he shoved them in much deeper and more forcefully.

"Ahhh!" Amber screamed out in both pain and pleasure.

Finally Jack pulled her robe off and took off his boxers, tossing them into a chair.

Amber gasped at the size of Jack's cock.

It was certainly as thick as her wrist and almost the length of his thighs. He was very hard and he stood up and said, "Let's have you show me how that shower fun looked, just give me a small glimpse of what I was missing... visually."

She said, "What?"

"Let's go."

He actually tossed her over his shoulder and carried her to his shower.

"Show me." He motioned to the shower.

She was feeling a bit mixed up as she slowly went to his massage wand, picked up the shower head, turning on his shower slowly.

His eyes were fixed on her and she couldn't stop looking at his massive cock, wondering if she could take it all.

The water warmed, he encouraged her.

"That's right baby," Jack pulled out his cell phone, "I need a picture to keep for myself."

"Jack..."

He saw her start to protest.

"Don't worry!" He insisted, "No one will ever see, except me. And,"

He stroked his huge cock, "You know you want this, so..."

He grinned an evil grin.

"Do this. We are just getting started and we are both going to love this."

She took the shampoo bottle and sat down in his shower floor. She started on low pulse setting. Her pussy was quite ready to take the shampoo bottle this time. As it slid in easily she pulsed the water on her. This time, she was so sensitive, her orgasm came quickly, and with him watching, stroking, and taking pictures... she felt even more turned on somehow.

He said, "That's so nice. Yes..."

She felt a wave of orgams, showing him how she genuinely just came was so hot! She was about to explode again and again!

"Fucking HOT!" Jack exclaimed, as she felt motivated by his admiration her pussy again poured out hot, white, sticky cum.

Unable to wait, he put down his phone and went to the shower and got in with her. He pulled out the shampoo bottle he'd been watching her pussy squeeze and clamp down on to orgasm. It popped out with a 'slurp'!

He quickly buried his face into her pussy, almost unaware of the shower being still on.

She put her leg up again, and braced herself.

As she bucked her hips up in a fast rhythmic pattern she let out a howl, pushing her pussy hard into Jack's face. She came and he was smiling and laughing as he drank up her juices flowing out endlessly.

As she closed her eyes to catch her breath, she realized he was carrying her back to the bed.

He held her chest close to his, and slowly lowered her down onto his cock before putting her onto her back in the bed.

To Amber, this felt like one smooth motion.