Amie's Wish
Prologue:
Robert was phoned by his son to his house on Friday morning. He was surprised. Michael worked most days, so what did he need him for on a weekday? He was being secretive, so Michael's dad suspected it had to do with one of his ladies.
During the drive to his son's house, he remembered that Art was planning to stop by later in the morning. He decided to call Amie to let her know once he arrived at the house, that Art would be stopping by. Robert never used his cell phone while driving.
The older man could not help himself. His cock was getting hard the entire trip, thinking about the three women who lived there. First was his son's wife. Michelle is a lovely woman with a sensitive and loving husband, Robert's son. Her skin was white, some might even call it alabaster. For some reason, her whiteness attracted Robert to her most of all. Michelle is pretty, but she does not know how attractive a woman she is. She has an incredible figure and in her life, she has never had any difficulty in attracting others of the opposite sex. With her D-cup breasts, her round, perfect ass, and flat midsection, Robert had started to lust after his daughter-in-law. Not that his son minded.
The second was Linda. Linda is also pretty, with a slim figure and an amazing face. The face of a model if she was not short at five feet three inches. Robert especially admired her thin and sexy nose and her pretty blue eyes. She was small, but slim and beautiful. The woman also has a nice round ass, and incredible legs for a woman of her height.
The last of the three was the newest addition to Michael's household, Cassie. This attractive woman stands eight inches over five feet. She has shoulder-length hair, and she has pretty brown eyes. A cherubic face that belied her twenty-five years, as she appeared much younger than that. A long body, a slim waist, and smallish but well-shaped B-cup breasts. Very nice legs that ended in a perfect round ass. She wears glasses just for reading but takes them off for most things. One thing about Cassie is the woman knows how to kiss.
Robert arrived at the front of his son and daughter-in-law's house. The place was huge, not quite a mansion, but much larger than the standard suburban house. Also, it was heavily fenced on either side, with a brick wall twice as high as most houses of the type, giving the place extra privacy. Just as Robert was about to exit his car, his cell phone rang. It was Arthur Cameron, a friend of his son's and a lawyer.
"Hello, Art. What's up?"
"Well, unfortunately, I have a last-minute business emergency. I can not make it to your home today. If it is all right with you, I am sending one of the junior associates to explain the paperwork with Amie."
"As long as you have confidence in this associate, I am fine with it. I suspect the divorce papers are not that complicated." Art hesitated and did not speak for a couple of minutes. "Is there something else, Art?"
"Well, in a way, yes. This particular associate is quite pretty, and I want to keep on her good side. She also happens to be bisexual. Your Amie..., she does whatever you tell her to, right? You have said as much to me?"
"Absolutely, Art. I think I know what you are getting at. Would you like Amie to service this young woman?"
"I would, yes. Will she do it?"
"I don't think she has ever been with a woman, but let me call her. I will tell her to
take care
of your associate."
"That sounds great. Barbara, the associate has not had sex in a while, so make sure your girl asks her if she wants her to be of service. I have not spoken to her, so she does not know your Amie will be taking care of her."
"Okay, as soon as I hang up with you I will call Amie."
"Thanks, Robert. Sorry about the last-minute appointment change."
"It's fine, Art. Talk to you later."
Chapter one:
At just past ten in the morning, Amie was cleaning Robert's kitchen, reveling in the joy of tidiness as she always did. Just as she was wrapping up, the doorbell rang. Art had called earlier to let her know someone would be stopping by. However, Amie was unclear about what Robert meant when he instructed her to
take care of this person
. Then he said sexually.
After she received that call she wondered to herself if this was what she wanted for the rest of her life. Her entire adult life, her husband had treated her more like a servant than a wife. Robert was doing much the same, but somehow it was different. He never belittled her, he constantly told her how beautiful she was, and every time he took her to his bed it was nothing short of magical. She loved having sex with Robert.
Amie walked to the door and opened it. She was surprised when she was greeted by a pretty young woman, perhaps in her late twenties. "Uhm, hello. Robert said someone would be stopping by to go over divorce paperwork, but he did not say it would be a woman."
"Oh, hi, my name is Barbara. Is it okay if I help you with the paperwork?"
Amie smiled, very nervous about what she was supposed to do after the paperwork was finished. She had never been with a woman and was not sure if she could. Even though Robert had told her that she should take care of this person. "Uh, sure, come on in." She said and waved this young woman, Barbara, into Robert's living room.
The pair of women sat next to each other on the couch as Barbara pulled out the paperwork. For the next hour and a half, Barbara explained everything as they filled out the papers. "So, as you don't want anything from your spouse, it will probably take about three weeks for your husband to receive the papers. After that, it depends on whether he contests the divorce, or not."
"I understand, Barbara. Thank you for this."
"Of course, Amie. It's my job."
"May I ask you how much this is costing?"
"Don't worry about that. Robert's son is taking care of that. I guess you know he is well off, and is helping his father out by doing this for you..., and him." She started to gather her things up and was closing her briefcase when Amie finally reached out and touched Barbara's arm. "I was told..., instructed, to take care of you, Barbara."
Barbara gave her a quizzical look and said, "Uh, service me? Can you please explain what you mean?"
"Barbara, I think you know what I mean." Barbara stood up and reached her hand out. "Unless you are not interested?"
Barbara smiled at Amie, "This is not a requirement, Amie." She gave a small laugh, "I mean, you don't have to do this."
Amie replied, "Let's just say I have never done this before and, well... I want to."
The pair of women walked into the bedroom. Amie quickly undressed, showing her amazing body to the younger woman. Tall, at five feet eleven inches, she could have been a model when she was younger. But, instead, she had worked as a nurse. Amie thought helping others, being a nurse, was the calling of her life. That is until two years previous when she had become ill. Her long blonde hair had disappeared, but now she had short hair, perhaps two inches long. She no longer wore a scarf to hide her pate. Barbara could see that she was attractive. Her stark green eyes looked at her as she began to undress, her loins starting to warm up. The simple beauty of this older woman made Barbara amorous.
Barbara was a little intimidated by the younger woman, mostly because she was so much taller than Barbara. The lawyer stands a whopping five feet five inches tall. Long, dark hair, that she normally kept in a bun to appear professional. Though not tall, Barbara has a nice figure, B-cup breasts, a narrow waist, a shapely ass, and sexy legs. Barbara was not a true beauty, but pretty enough that most men noticed her. Women too.
Both of them stood before each other, Barbara could see that Amie was nervous. "Are you..., have you ever been with a woman before?" Amie nodded her head no and then took her hand. The younger woman grasped Amie's hand and pulled her to the bed. Barbara then pulled back the linens and said, "Okay, you said service me, correct?" As she said this she lay back on the bed. "Come here, Amie. Lie next to me please."
Amie, naked and nervous did as the pretty lawyer asked. She climbed onto the bed next to her and Barbara pulled her into her arms. "Kiss me, Amie. I want you to kiss me." Amie thought to herself that she loved kissing, so how bad could kissing a woman be? She leaned in and kissed her, just the way Robert liked it. Their mouths separated and Barbara then said, "God, you are at least good at that. Now, kiss your way down my body. I want to feel your lips on my skin."
Amie on Barbara's right side, nervous, but somehow excited, kissed her right shoulder. Next, she kissed downward, "Suck my nipple, Amie." Amie brought her mouth to her right nipple and began to suck on it. "Yes, oh, yes Amie. Bring your hand to my pussy at the same time." Amie slid her hand down, still sucking on her nipple, and placed her fingers at her slit. Slowly she ran up her opening, the woman, Barbara, was very wet. "Ohhh, y-yes, Amie. That..., that feels so good. F-fuck yes. Now fuck my pussy with your fingers."
Amie decided at this point to kiss her way further down her body, while two of her fingers slid in and out of her pussy. "Oh..., God," she moaned. "You..., you do what Robert tells you to do, don't you?"
Amie looked up at the attractive woman, "Yes..., I do whatever my man, my Robert, tells me to do."
"Then..., eat my pussy, Amie."
"I..., have never done that."
"Learn, slide down and I will tell you what to do to entertain me."
Amie immediately moved down her body and placed herself between Barbara's legs. "Now, you sexy woman, lick one of my labia, up and down. Then the other. Yes..., just like that. Oh God, yes. N-now, stick that tongue in my slit. Yes, yes, yes, f-fuck my pussy with that tongue. Oh, god yes. It has been such a long time."
Amie smiled. This was like nothing she had ever done in her life, but she enjoyed pleasing this woman. There was something about her moans, the way she looked, the way her body moved in response to the attention Amie was giving her. She lifted her head, "Does this feel good, Barbara?"
"Yes, yes it does. Now..., now touch my clit with your tongue. Yes, m-make it pop out. Like..., like that. F-fuck yes, oh yes, I love that. Oh God yes. Yes, yes, yes." Amie was not told to, but she started to suck on her clit. "Fuck me with those fingers at the same time, baby. Yes, like that. S-suck my clit and fuck me. F-fuck me good. Oh..., god, Amie, I am going to cum. I am going to cum. Yes, oh god, here..., here I go."
To Amie's surprise, her cum began to squirt around her fingers. Amie giggled as the spray hit her face, her neck, and then her tits. "Wow, I have never seen that. You sprayed me, Barbara."
Barbara laughed. Her hips had stopped moving, she was settling down now. "I'm sorry, Amie, it has been a long while since I... Well since I came like that. Thank you, that was amazing. May I ask you a question?" She sat up as she said the last.
Amie slid back up to the other woman, her face very close. Barbara grabbed the sides of her face and pulled her lips to hers. She kissed her passionately, and the two women locked in a long kiss, their tongues intertwined. Their mouths separated, "Thank you, for that, Amie. What I want to know is if you have a toy. You know, like a vibrator, or a dildo?"
"Robert bought me one, but I have not used it. Why do you ask?"
"Go get it. It is my turn to service you."
