"So, I'm all amped up and really don't want to go home and just putter around. Do you two want to come over for a bit? Or did you have plans?" Kat looked between Amber and Spencer. They had all chipped in and made short work of the dishes. Ed and Sophia hadn't yet returned from their walk.
Amber and Spencer looked at each other. "No. Oddly enough, we didn't have anything planned," Amber replied.
"Sounds good to me," Spencer chipped in.
The friends quickly gathered their things and started to head out. Amber paused to write a quick note.
Dad ‑
We decided to go to Kat's house. Everyone said thanks for dinner. Enjoy your evening together. I'll probably be late getting home.
- Amber
Amber placed the card on the counter where he would be sure to see it, paused for a moment, and then picked it back up to add a postscript:
PS: I won't be offended if she stays over.
******
"Spencer, welcome to my humble abode. Please, make yourself at home. Amber, you've been here plenty, so you can show him where everything is. I want to give Aaron a quick call." Kat pulled out her phone and headed toward the back bedroom. They could hear her start talking before she closed the door for privacy.
Spencer looked around the living room as he took off his jacket. The space was tidy, with a large, comfortable-looking couch separating the entryway from the room itself. An easy chair sat opposite in the corner with a coffee table in between. Numerous houseplants adorned the room as well as several picture frames depicting Aaron and Katelyn in various locales. In most, they looked to be hiking, though one depicted Katelyn wearing a martial arts gi, a blue belt wrapped around her waist. A set of shelving cubbies in the corner held several board game boxes, all neatly lined up. Several boardgame and action figures were artfully placed in a mock battle spanning the entire unit.
"Here, let me take your jacket," Amber said, pulling it from his hand. "Kitchen's through there," she continued, hanging the jackets up in the nearby coat closet. "And the bathroom is the first door on the left down the hall. There's also a guest bedroom and another room they use as an office back around the corner."
As Spencer stepped around the couch, Amber followed him. She waited until he was settled and laid down next to him laying her head on his lap. He looked down and smiled, stroking her hair. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his fingers on her scalp. Several moments ticked by before he quietly said, "Well, I'd say the evening went well."
"I agree," Amber murmured. "This feels great, by the way. And you and Dad seemed to make a course correction."
"Yeah, we did. We ended up talking shop about some of the equipment he works with. I need to check on a couple of things, but I think I might have a solution for one of his monitoring problems at the remote labs."
Amber opened her eyes and glanced up. "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah. It depends on a couple of factors, but I think it'll work. Worth a check at least." Spencer looked around the living room again. "I didn't know that Kat and Aaron were into hobby board gaming."
Amber turned her head to look at the shelving unit. "Yeah. It's a lot of fun. Though we don't get to play as much as we used to."
"We should definitely get together some time. You saw my collection at the house. I don't get to play nearly as often as I like either. Some of that is time, but it's mostly that life happened and I don't have a game group anymore. Seems like everyone moved away or had other priorities start to pop up."
Amber closed her eyes again. "Yeah, Aaron and Kat would like that. You know what I would like?"
"What?"
"Well, to begin with, start running your fingers through my hair again. You stopped when you saw the meeples. I'm not the jealous type, but we are too early in our relationship for there to be ultimatums between chits and tits."
Spencer barked a laugh and started stroking her hair again. "No worries, no chit could ever compete with your wit. And as to your beautiful breasts... well, they will always have my attention." Amber chuckled and then snuggled in as his other hand strayed down to lazily brush along her breast.
"I don't want to assume," Kat called out from the hallway behind them, "but with Spencer sitting on the couch and Amber down out of sight, from my perspective... well, a girl wonders. If you need some privacy, just let me know."
"We're all good," Amber called out. Spencer gave her a thumbs up without looking back.
"Oh well, one could have hoped," she teased. She padded the rest of the way down the hallway and plopped down in the easy chair, curling her bare legs up under her. She had changed into some sweat shorts and an old t-shirt. "Hope you don't mind, but I had to change—my other clothes smelled like barbeque smoke." She looked over at her best friend lying with her head in Spencer's lap as he lazily ran his fingers through her hair, a content expression on her face. "So," she said in a British accent, "What would you little maniacs like to do first?"
Both Amber and Spencer glanced up. Amber spoke up first. "Well, the proper answer to that is to shower together, but sheesh, Kat, don't you think that's a bit forward?" She started grinning.
Katelyn winked and grinned back, and then, glancing at Spencer, started laughing so hard she snorted. Amber twisted her head and looked up at him. He wore an expression of utter confusion with more than a hint of shock. "Weird Science?" she probed.
When he still looked perplexed, she went on. "John Hughes 80's movie? Two nerdy guys decide to make a perfect woman on their computer?"
"Ahh, okay," Spencer laughed with a look of relief. "Haven't seen it. You had me totally confused there. I was wondering why you were talking about showering together out of the blue. It's all good now."
"You'd like it. Right up your alley. It's so bad that it's good. Kat's aunt gave the DVD to us to watch during a sleepover years ago and it became one of those things. We're pretty sure she never watched or knew anything about it. She just knew I liked science. Given the content, that just made it all the more hilarious." The two women filled him in on the basic premise, throwing out a few movie quotes, which then led to the three of them quoting other movies and quizzing one another with various movie trivia.
After a while, Kat stood up. "Hey, I'm going to make some hot cocoa. Anyone else up for a mug?" she asked as she started walking towards the kitchen. As her bare thigh passed by at Amber's eye level, Amber found her eyes tracking up their length.
Damn her legs look good! How can someone look so sexy in a pair of sweat shorts? Her calves are amazing. And the curve of her—Wait, why am I even thinking about this! It's Kat! And I'm here with Spencer. Well, fuck, look who's in a mood again.
She could feel that familiar tingle starting in.
"Amber?"
She realized Spencer had said something to her and turned her head to look back up at him. "Sorry, what did you say?"
He was looking down at her. "Kat had asked if you wanted some hot chocolate. You were kind of zoned out."
"Oh, yeah. Sorry." She raised her voice and called into the kitchen, "Sure, Kat. I'd love some." She could hear her friend pouring something into a pot.
"You know," Spencer whispered, "you've got to stop doing that."
Amber felt a sudden pang of embarrassment.
Oh, God, did he see me checking her out?
"Uh, stop what?" she asked, cautiously.
"Twisting your head around in my lap. It's driving me nuts."
Amber realized what he was saying and where her head was placed. A wicked thought came over her. "What, this?" She slid her cheek around in small circles on his groin area. She could feel a stiffness growing there."
"Yes, that!" he hissed quietly.
"Why, Spencer," she whispered in a sultry tone, "are you
up
for more than just a mug of chocolate?" She reached up and started sliding her hand up the leg of his slacks. Through the fabric, she could feel his inner thigh muscles tense at the touch.
Spencer glanced back over his shoulder, but Kat was out of sight around the corner. They could hear mugs clinking and other kitchen noises. "Jesus, Amber, your voice is like silk."
She noticed he hadn't disapproved and continued to slide her fingers along. As she reached his crotch, she could feel the bulge and heard his breath catch. She slid her fingers up along the zipper. He exhaled sharply. "You know," she purred, raising her eyebrows, "she's making it the proper way on the stovetop, we have a few minutes." She then reached up and undid his button before slowly sliding down the zipper, trying to keep the sound to a minimum.
He glanced back again before looking down at her. She could feel his pulse twitching on his cock through his underwear—it was beating rapidly. "You are so damn sexy, you're dangerous," he muttered.
She answered him with a squeeze of his cock. She rotated her body around and kissed his belly right above the waistband of his pants. She continued kissing down and planted a nice warm kiss right on the tip through his underwear. There was a small wet spot developing. He leaned his head back on the couch and sighed.
Amber took that as a sign. She peeled back the waistband and was greeted with the head of his cock. She gently rubbed the underside of the head and was greeted with another drop of pre-cum. Rubbing it gently with her thumb, she felt his whole body tense as he tried to stifle another moan.
She slowly began to stroke him. She loved the feeling of his firm skin sliding across her palm. She squeezed a bit harder on the upstroke, and another drop of precum leaked out. She glanced up at him and he was looking down at her, his look a mixture of hunger and nervousness. She stuck out her tongue and touched the tip to the drop. It was sweet. As much as Amber wanted to prolong the pleasure, she also knew they only had a few minutes. She closed her lips around the head and swirled the precum around with her tongue.
