Naughty Friend Buys My Silence Ch. 18

June 13, 2021

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- CHAPTER 18: Alternatives -

- SUNDAY, DECEMBER 20: Evening -

I drove my car in silence, Amber sitting in the passenger’s seat, slumped against the door, hugging a disposable cotton pillow with no pillowcase as she stared out the window with an empty expression. It was already pitch-black outside, thanks to the time of year, even though it was only about 7:30pm in the evening.

Similarly, Victoria was quiet too, sitting in the backseat with her hands squished between her leather-clad thighs, having opted to just leave her car at the ER lot, and have me drive her back tomorrow morning to pick it up.

Being that it was a hospital, Victoria felt confident they wouldn’t bother it unless it sat for a few days, so she only grabbed her purse before climbing into my car in the backseat.

In the meantime, no one seemed to know what to say, being that it was pretty much out in the open that Amber had really told her stripper friend that she fucked for money, and that she’d almost gotten gangbanged, forcibly, which was the real reason for the bruise on her temple.

I still wasn’t sure how they’d even set her up in the first place, wondering if maybe that asshole who paid Amber three grand actually followed us when we made a trip to the nerd’s apartment later that first morning I was back home. It was also possible the bastard specifically found out about Amber from the nerd in the first place. After all, she had said she normally didn’t take on clients like him, and that the single night was the only time she’d ever been with him, so maybe the nerd bragged about it and the guy paid him off to share him the details.

For all we knew, maybe that’s where the nerd’s money actually came from, since he was calling her up barely a couple hours later after that other guy left my house, suddenly having extra money to spend on her. Never mind him rescheduling, only to call her up again the next day with even more money shoved at her, so that it was almost impossible for her to refuse.

There were a lot of likely possibilities, and I knew Amber might have a better idea, but I wasn’t about to ask right now. Or even worry about it, being much more concerned about the issue with Victoria knowing everything.

Which was partially why we were all quiet.

At the very least, I certainly didn’t know what to say.

Because it was a pretty big secret, and one I was obviously in on, which could be upsetting for Victoria for a number of reasons.

Prior to getting in my car, it was obvious Amber seemed really somber when a nurse wheeled her out into the waiting room, with Victoria close behind, and even more so when I helped her climb into the passenger’s seat, with the way Amber grabbed a hold of me feeling both desperate and somehow distant at the same time.

It wasn’t until she finally spoke up almost ten minutes later, that I finally understood what was on her mind.

Her voice was barely a whisper.

“You deserve better,” she said quietly, almost to the point that I wasn’t sure if I heard her right.

“What?” I said in sincere surprise, having to clear my throat from it sounding hoarse.

Amber winced, speaking louder and with more conviction, but continuing to focus out the window. “You deserve better,” she repeated. “Not some stupid whore, like me.”

I looked at her in shock, only to find myself glancing at Victoria’s pained gaze in the rearview mirror, before clearing my throat again, realizing it truly was out in the open, not that I’d had much doubt otherwise to begin with. However, I still didn’t know what to say.

“Amber,” was all I could manage.

“I’m serious,” she nearly snapped, finally glancing at me, her light green eyes looking angry, although not necessarily directed toward me. It was more like she was upset at herself. “I’m not saying I’ll never fuck you again, but you’re better off finding a real girlfriend. Someone who isn’t a whore and can give you what you want.” She paused, turning her head away again, speaking so quietly I could barely hear her. “What you really need.”

It was like she stabbed me in the chest.

“Oh,” was all I could say, my heart suddenly aching.

So that’s what this was.

She was essentially breaking up with me. Drawing a line in the sand, and making it clear where we really stood. I was just another fuck buddy, not anyone special to her.

Amber continued staring out the window, and I wasn’t able to see what her expression was like -- probably determined -- because now all I could see was the road.

“Fine,” I finally whispered, all my volume gone. “If that’s how you want it to be between us, then fine.” I then took a deep breath, speaking more firmly, not even caring what Victoria would think. “But I’m not going to get a girlfriend. Or sleep with anyone else.”

Amber flinched, but didn’t respond, turning her head even more away from me.

Victoria unexpectedly spoke up then, seeming hesitant.

“Amber, what if…” Her voice trailed off, suddenly sounding nervous. “Well, I mean, what if you just stopped?” she blurted out.

Amber flinched again, surprising me by sniffling.

I hadn’t realized she’d started crying.

Victoria continued. “I mean, I know the money isn’t going to be as good as what you’re doing, but there are other options.”

Amber scoffed, sniffling again. “Like stripping?”

Victoria frowned in the rearview mirror, meeting my gaze briefly. “Well, no, not necessarily.” She paused again, focusing back on me, her expression suddenly apologetic. “Like, I’ve been looking into other options myself, and a couple of weeks ago, I actually created an OnlyFans account, and I already have supporters on there even though I’ve not really posted much.”

She paused when Amber stiffened slightly, reaching up to wipe her eyes. Amber then turned her head and glanced up at me hesitantly before looking back at Victoria, prompting the redhead to continue.

“And obviously, I don’t know how Ryan would feel about you doing that, or even how he would feel about me doing that, but if he doesn’t mind, then you could give it a shot too. Some of the girls on there are making millions a year, and all they have to do is upload pics and maybe chat with guys occasionally.” She shrugged. “It’s sort of like you’re pretending to be a girlfriend to a bunch of dudes, all at once, which really isn’t much different than stripping, minus the physical part, and all you really need is just to be hot and be good at connecting with people. Essentially, if you’re a good stripper and entertainer, then you’d be good at this too.”

Amber glanced back at me, prompting me to focus on her too, with her holding my gaze for a few seconds, before sighing and staring forward again.

But at least it was forward, instead of out the window.

She took a deep breath. “Yeah, I guess I could try something like that.”

Victoria continued, speaking in a rush. “And, we could even do stuff on each other’s pages,” she blurted out, glancing at me again in the rearview mirror. “I mean, as long as Ryan doesn’t care.”

“You mean lesbian stuff?” Amber asked bluntly.

“Well, sort of yes,” she replied. “One option would be to just create an account for both of us, but I think it would be much more lucrative for each of us to have our own accounts, but to offer lesbian stuff on both. Sort of like having a guest on your account, or like a cameo in a movie. And honestly, I’ve seen some women who are actually open about the fact they have a boyfriend, and they even have videos for their fans that involve them getting fucked by their boyfriend.” She paused. “Granted, that’s not as common, but it’s not unlike porn. Just with a more personal touch. Having that connection with the fans is what is most important.”

I decided to speak up then, since Victoria had mentioned ‘as long as I didn’t care’ several times, and I wanted to make it clear I didn’t mind that at all. In fact, I much preferred that, compared to what both of them actually did.

“I’m fine either way,” I said sincerely, prompting Amber to meet my gaze, her light green eyes still a little teary, her expression reserved. “Even if I wasn’t involved in the OnlyFans profiles at all, and the guys just thought you were single, or maybe they thought you were dating Victoria, that would be fine. And we could still do the…” My voice trailed off, realizing I didn’t know if Victoria new about the online videos. “The other thing…too…”

“The porn?” Amber stated bluntly.

I glanced back to meet Victoria’s gaze, seeing that she didn’t seem overly shocked by that revelation, which meant that Amber must have told her about that part too.

“Umm, yeah,” I replied simply.

Amber sighed heavily. “Well, I don’t think I’m going to be able to fuck for money anymore, either way,” she admitted with a grimace. “So couldn’t hurt to try.”

I was shocked, and even hopeful, but my tone was full of concern. “Because of what happened?” I asked quietly.

She glanced up, staring at me for a long few seconds, before looking away. “No,” she admitted, only to pause. “Not because of what happened.” She sighed. “Because I love you.”

My eyes widened in sincere surprise.

I almost couldn’t believe what I was hearing, unable to help but give her a look that was probably some combination of hopeful and skeptical.

She glanced at me again, before sighing heavily a second time. “The reason why I wasn’t already fucking that bastard, when those guys showed up, was because I wasn’t sure if I could do it. The moment I closed the car door and walked away from you, all I could think about was how this was affecting you.” Her voice dropped. “And all I could think about was how I would feel if you left me for Vicki.”

I didn’t respond, totally at a loss for words.

Because I knew she was serious, but could hardly believe she was.

Amber continued after a second. “And yeah, I know she’s okay with sharing, but I felt the pain I knew you must be feeling. And so I tried making small-talk with him, trying to delay us fucking so I could think of a way to get out of the situation without it being a huge headache. That, and trying to debate if ‘one more time’ would really be that bad, since my side was already hurting pretty horribly by that point and I just wanted to get it over with.” She scoffed. “Of course, I never imagined that he was delaying too, for his own asshole reasons. Fucking bastard.”

“You’re serious?” I finally said.

She looked over at me, a hint of affection touching her light green eyes. “Yeah, baby. I’m serious. I really wanted to come back out to the car, and to be able to say that I didn’t fuck him, when you inevitably asked how it went. To tell you I wasn’t going to fuck random guys anymore.”

I tried to swallow the lump in my throat, uncertain of how to respond.

I supposed a part of me was afraid she’d change her mind, even though she rarely did once she was set on something.

I finally took a deep breath, trying to focus on the reasons why she might change her mind.

“I’ll get a job too,” I announced. “In case the OnlyFans thing, and the porn vids, don’t work out.”

Amber immediately scoffed. “Absolutely not,” she retorted. “If you really want a job, then you can get one after you graduate. I need you to focus on your business degree, and focus on fucking me for my online videos. That’s your job right now, using that big cock to pound my pussy on camera.”

I looked at her in surprise, seeing the slightest smirk tugging on her lips, realizing she was both being serious and trying to lighten the mood.

I decided to play along. “Oh, okay,” I commented, speaking as if I just realized her true intentions. “I should have known that was never off the table. You were always going to be using my cock for your vids.”

“Exactly right,” she retorted, her tone sounding haughty. “And if you’re not studying, then you need to be working that cock in and out of my cunt.”

“And hopefully mine too,” Victoria chimed in, a small smirk on her face as well.

Amber glanced back at her. “Does that mean you’re offering to help with my porn?”

Victoria grinned wider. “Well, we’ve got to get exposure for our OnlyFans profiles somehow. If you just throw up a profile on there, it can be difficult to get found, especially since there’s literally a sea of other hot people on the site. Honestly, I was surprised to get a couple dozen supporters in only a couple of weeks. Probably got lucky with one of the guys sharing my profile in a forum or something. Being redhead probably helps too.”

“Hmm,” Amber began, sounding serious now. “Actually, that sounds like it would work perfectly. I could put links to our profiles, and say something like ‘If you want to see more of Sexybabe69, then visit her OnlyFans here,’ or something.”

Victoria laughed. “Definitely not my username,” she mused.

“Right,” Amber agreed. “It’s definitely Sexy-Redheaded-Stripper-Who-Eats-Pussy-Just-As-Great-As-She-Sucks-Cock.”

“Well,” Victoria began, amusement in her tone. “I’ll take that as a compliment, but it might be a bit too long. Maybe that can be yours instead, assuming you want to dye your hair.”

Amber scoffed. “I look great with blonde hair, thank you.”

“Yeah you do,” she agreed with a grin.

Amber returned the grin, before sighing heavily.

Victoria spoke up again. “So, you’ll both live with me then?” she asked hopefully, referencing the fact that she’d already posed the question to Amber earlier.

Amber and I exchanged a glance, only for her to sigh. “Yeah, maybe after Christmas break, we can move into your place. My only concern is what to do about Sarah. She’s pretty lonely and has gotten used to being able to walk over whenever to hang.”

“You mean fuck,” I blurted out, without thinking.

Amber rolled her light green eyes. “No, twerp. I told you I’d only been fucking her maybe once a month. I think we’ve only fucked like seven times in total now, and three of those times were this month. Most of the time we just hang out.”

Victoria chimed in again. “Well, I mean, I don’t mind you guys inviting her over whenever. She was a lot of fun earlier this morning. And maybe she could even be a guest in our videos, like we were talking, or even just hold the camera if she doesn’t want to be in the shots herself.”

Amber and I exchanged a glance again, since we’d already had a conversation about how we could probably make better videos if we had a designated person to handle the camera.

“Maybe,” Amber offered.

I sighed heavily, causing us all to fall silent for a few minutes.

We were almost home now, which apparently got Amber thinking about our parents.

“Do your mom and dad know?” she wondered.

I shook my head. “I guess my phone died while we were at the hospital, and honestly I was too worried about you to think straight. It wasn’t until the doctor talked to me that I realized my battery was dead, and I barely had the emotional energy to reply to Victoria’s messages…” I paused then, glancing at her in the rearview mirror. “And sorry, by the way, about earlier. It’s not that I didn’t want to come over, but…”

She shook her head, causing me to trail off.

“It’s fine,” she said sincerely, her heavy red curls covering her leather-clad shoulders, her lip gloss reflecting the soft glow of the dash lights. “I get it. You’ve only known me for barely a day, and you obviously love Amber a ton. Honestly, you’d be a shitty guy if you picked me over her in that kind of situation, and if anything it’s her fault for making you choose between us.”

“Hey!” Amber scoffed playfully. “Don’t take a stab at me, I’m already injured!”

Victoria just laughed, a cute chuckle escaping her glossy lips.

Amber rolled her light green eyes.

“But seriously,” Victoria continued. “I admit that I couldn’t imagine a reason why you’d bail on me, especially when I was offering nothing but VIP service, that every guy would be groveling at my feet to experience…” She paused. “Right?” she added playfully, waiting for me to respond.

“Without a doubt,” I agreed in all seriousness.

She giggled again. “But now that I know what was really going on, it makes sense. And I’m sorry if I sounded rude in my message. I just really like you, and the idea of you rejecting me actually hurt more than I would have expected, given how little we’ve known each other.”

“Honestly, I…” I paused with a sigh. “I feel the same, in a complicated way.”

“Rejection from her hurts worse,” Victoria assumed.

I glanced at Amber, who met my gaze. “Yeah,” I admitted, speaking more generally to the redhead while still focused on Amber. “I kind of feel like I can’t live without either of you, as crazy as that sounds, but Victoria feels like I’m going without water for a week, whereas losing Amber feels like I’m going without air.”

Victoria giggled. “Well, too much of her, especially on your face, and you’d be going without air either way,” she mused, clearly trying to keep the conversation lighthearted.

But Amber’s expression was serious. “You really mean that?” she whispered, her tone a little somber.

I nodded, focusing back on the road since we were pulling into our subdivision finally. “Yeah, baby. I really mean that.”

She took a deep breath and hugged the cotton pillow tighter. “That actually means a lot,” she admitted.

“Which part?” I asked seriously, wondering if she was referring to the fact that I needed her more than Victoria, even if I felt like I couldn’t live without either.

She gave me a small smile. “The part about you needing me…as much as I need you.”

I smiled in return, her words warming my heart. “Love you, Amber.”

“Love you too, baby.”

I glanced in the rearview mirror to see that Victoria had a warm grin on her face.

I took a deep breath. “So now what?” I wondered. “What’s the plan, now that we’re basically home?”

“Well, I feel kind of gross,” Amber replied, glancing at me and then back at Victoria. “Do you think you two could help me take a shower? They gave me some supplies so I could do it without getting the stitches wet.”

“Just no sex,” Victoria blurted out, before beginning to elaborate. “The doctor and nurse both made it very clear you’re supposed to take it easy for the next two weeks.”

Amber rolled her eyes. “And I will take it easy,” she agreed. “But I can still suck on a cock without moving around, and I can still get fucked too, assuming he’s willing to do all the work on top.”

I decided to chime in. “I’m okay with just cuddling and stuff,” I retorted. “It’s not the end of the world if we need to avoid sex for a while.”

Amber scoffed. “It’s not just for you, baby. I need it too. I’m used to fucking pretty often, and now that I can fuck you, I’m not sure I can go without for that long. We just need to be careful is all, and you’ll have to do most of the work.”

“Amber,” I said hesitantly, really not liking the idea of her getting hurt from this.

“I’m not talking about tonight or anything,” she clarified. “I’m just saying that I’m not waiting for two weeks to get that cock in me again.”

I sighed and just shook my head in disbelief.

“And if I decide to suck on your cock, it’s for me, not you,” she added playfully, really trying to emphasize that point.

“I’m sure it is,” I scoffed. “Although, for tonight, I definitely think we should stick to snuggling and maybe watching a movie or something.”

Victoria spoke up. “Is it fine if I stay the night again?” she wondered.

Amber nodded. “Yeah, of course, Vicki. And thanks for coming when Ryan told you I was in the hospital.”

“Absolutely,” she replied. “And I would have come sooner if I’d known. Plenty of girls showed up for work tonight, but this is something I would have taken off for either way.”

“What do you want to do about Sarah?” I interjected, since we’d just passed her house and were now pulling in.

Amber sighed. “Well, one of us needs to drop the news.” She grimaced. “Which I guess I can do, since my mom is going to want to talk to me either way. She might talk my ear off, so it just depends on what you two want to do while you wait.”

Having parked the car, I glanced back at the sexy redhead, who only shrugged.

“Could be a great opportunity to talk to Sarah about the sex videos,” Victoria commented.

I nodded, looking at Amber again. “I’m fine with whatever.”

Amber unbuckled her seatbelt, being careful to not let it slide over her hidden stitches. “Okay, then help me shower first, and I’ll send her a message to come over after that.”

“Sounds like a plan,” I agreed, popping open my door to the surprisingly frigid breeze, feeling much colder than it had been only hours ago. I then moved around to the other side, to help Amber stand up without putting a lot of stress on her stomach from using her own muscles, only to walk her into the house.

Once we all got inside, we took off our shoes and made our way slowly upstairs, with Amber emphasizing she just felt weak from the anesthesia, and that the stitches themselves didn’t really hurt much. She also admitted she had a dull ache in her gut, but that otherwise she felt fine.

There was a pharmacy in the hospital itself, so they’d prescribed and delivered some fairly moderate pain medicine, but I knew Amber would probably avoid taking it if she could manage without. Honestly, while it wasn’t the first time we’d gotten medicine directly from the hospital, I was amazed they’d gotten it to her so quickly, but I supposed everything happened faster in the ER, as opposed to being on a normal hospital floor.

Deciding to reduce how much walking around Amber had to do, I took her straight to our bathroom and helped her undress, with Victoria grabbing Amber’s leather jacket, white lacey shirt, and jeans, before dropping them off in her room.

The sexy redhead then ran back downstairs to grab the bag from the hospital, which apparently also had a few clear pieces of plastic with sticky sides usually used to cover IV’s, to avoid getting them wet. Similarly, the hospital had instructed her to avoid getting her stitches wet for the first 48 hours, and provided a method to do just that.

Granted, it was still going to be important that Amber avoid getting the wounds directly underneath the water, plastic covering or not.

She actually had two spots in total, including a tiny one just below her navel and a slightly larger one on her right lower stomach, but the plastic covering was big enough to cover both. Honestly, while it was hard to say if it would scar much, or not, the cuts currently didn’t look too horrible.

After getting off her black lacey bra and shiny green thong, I helped her step into the shower, with her back toward the water, and then proceeded to squeeze soap into her hands, so she could carefully wash most of her body off, opting to forgo her hair since she’d showered earlier in the day.

I wasn’t really planning on getting fully undressed and into the shower myself, just because I knew I was going to end up aroused whether I wanted to be or not, and didn’t want her to feel like she needed to take care of me, so I was actually surprised when Victoria slipped back into the bathroom, completely naked, and stepped right past me to get in as well.

My face immediately felt like it was burning up, even though I’d already seen her without anything on, with Amber just smiling warmly at her as they stood face-to-face.

But of course, they didn’t do anything sexual, with Victoria simply asking what Amber had left and then bending down to lather up Amber’s legs, the redhead’s face at waist level. She then reached around to get Amber’s ass, prompting Amber to smirk slightly, but otherwise not say anything.

Victoria finally spoke up hesitantly as she stood back up, reaching around her friend to rinse off the residual soap on her hands, even as Amber positioned her ass and legs so that the stream of water could wash the suds away.

“So, I was wanting to ask you about something,” she began hesitantly. “About earlier.”

“Yeah?” Amber said with a sigh, looking worn out more than anything.

“Regarding when you two were trying to exercise,” Victoria added.

Amber focused more intently on her with a frown. “Oh.”

When she didn’t elaborate, Victoria continued. “Did I…make you upset? By giving him a little bit of a show? Or was it just your side hurting?”

Amber grimaced and glanced away. “I think I’m done showering,” she said quietly.

“Oh,” Victoria replied, stepping a little out of the way, and offering to help her get out.

I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her shoulders, only to grab another so I could help dry her legs off to avoid her bending down.

“Mind if I rinse off too?” Victoria added hesitantly.

Amber only sighed heavily, turning toward her while wearing the first towel like a cape, even as I focused on getting her legs and ass dry. “Of course, Vicki. Go ahead.” She paused. “And no. It’s not that you made me upset, it’s just…” She took a deep breath and glanced back down at me, before returning her gaze to her friend. “You’re just perfect for him, and you’re able to give him everything he wants and needs. Whereas I’m kind of a whore, and I guess I kind of felt a little jealous…and afraid.”

“Thank you,” Victoria said immediately, before I could even consider responding. “For being honest. And we’ll share him, okay? He doesn’t have to choose, and it’s pretty obvious he’d choose you anyway, if really forced to.”

Amber glanced away again, her expression somber as she nodded.

“And honestly,” Victoria continued, holding up both her hands to feel the water hit her palms as she let the majority of the stream hit her shoulder. “I’ve been a bit of a slut myself the last year or so, even if I wasn’t doing it for money, so it’s not like we’re much different. And we can both give up the random sex, and just focus on making porn and doing the OnlyFans thing, right?”

Amber nodded again as I stood back up, finished drying her lower half.

I decided to chime in. “And I’m fine with not having sex with Sarah again, if that’s what you both want. I don’t have a problem with only being with the two of you, in every way.”

Victoria frowned as she met Amber’s gaze, before deciding to respond. “Well, I think we can all agree that it might be best if you don’t fuck around with random chicks, unless we both give the okay first.” She glanced up at me. “That’s fair, right? Especially if we aren’t going to be fucking guys anymore, aside from you.”

I nodded. “Absolutely fair,” I replied sincerely. “Trust me, I’m more than happy with that arrangement.”

She smirked then, meeting her friend’s gaze again. “Good with you?”

Amber glanced back at me, her expression still somber. “Yeah.” She sighed. “And I don’t mind you fucking Sarah every once in a while, since she needs it and that would save me having to go through the trouble, but I think I would prefer you didn’t view her as a girlfriend.”

I nodded. “Well, she is married, and I have both of you. So yeah, that’s fine.”

“Honestly,” Victoria chimed in. “I think she’d be more than happy for us to just treat her like a ‘sex toy’ in the bedroom, and ‘friend’ outside the bedroom. She didn’t really strike me as someone who was looking to leave her husband anytime soon.”

“She’s not,” Amber agreed. “Even despite her husband not giving her attention, and even with her confirming that he’s having an affair, she’s got a comfy life, even if it’s a lonely one, and isn’t really looking for another relationship. And I think that was the appeal of me fucking her to begin with. Because obviously I wasn’t looking to date her. Only to help her out a little with her sexual needs, and then continue just being friends.”

“So, just to clarify, does that mean I should ask every time? If it’s with her?” I wondered.

Amber and Victoria exchanged a glance, only for Victoria to respond. “Personally, I don’t think I mind if it happens spontaneously in the future, but I definitely want to know about it afterward.”

“Right,” Amber agreed. “And you might consider having an arbitrary limit of once a week, at most, assuming you’re fucking her without us being involved too. For me, I’d much rather you save all your cum for me and Vicki, but I’m not going to get pissed at you for randomly fucking her, so long as it’s not happening like every day.” She paused, seeming pensive. “And just to clarify, fucking her for porn vids would be fine, even if that was every day. I’m talking about you having sex with her on your own, just because you want to.”

“Agreed,” Victoria said. “Once a week is fine, maybe twice a week on occasion, but if you’re fucking her every day for pleasure, then it’s hard to say you’re not treating her more like a girlfriend. And you’ve already got a girlfriend who needs your attention.”

“You?” I assumed, smirking slightly.

She grinned. “Well, of course, silly! And Amber too, but probably best if you don’t go around calling her your girlfriend. Not if you want to keep your parents in the dark.”

“Umm, yeah,” I agreed. “That could definitely be problematic.”

Amber sighed. “Well, I think I’m ready to get dressed and snuggle. I just feel so drained after everything.”

“How’s your head?” I wondered hesitantly.

“It’s okay,” she replied simply. “I can feel that it’s there, but it doesn’t really hurt much unless I touch it.” She focused on Victoria. “You done showering, or do you need a few minutes?”

My girlfriend shook her head. “Nah, I’m done. Was just enjoying the hot water.”

Dang, it was actually really nice to think of my sexy redhead that way.

Amber nodded, reaching down to carefully peel off the piece of plastic over her stitches, before focusing up at me. “Want to pick something comfy out and help me get dressed?”

“Sure,” I agreed, following her as she toss the plastic in the trash and began walking out the bathroom and heading to her room. Initially, I was sincerely going to get out something comfortable, but she wanted to make sure whatever she wore was loose around her waist, prompting her to request I help her get the blue nightie on, with black lacey edges, that she’d worn the previous day.

I then helped her get on a pair of normal cotton panties, and grabbed her black bathrobe to toss on over it all.

Alternatively, Victoria came in with only a towel, and slipped on a gold thong, her black leather pants, and gold sequin top, seeming more than comfortable in the attire, though I distinctly noticed she neglected her bra, her nipple rings very noticeable underneath the gold shiny material.

Amber then set on the edge of her bed and sent Sarah a message, only to give her mom a call.

Victoria and I were about to head downstairs to leave her to it, and also so we could let Sarah in when she got here, but we both stopped after Amber’s initial greeting.

“Mom,” she said, sounding surprise. “Is everything okay?”

It was silent as she listened to the reply.

“You just sounded stressed is all,” Amber explained. “Everything alright with dad?” Another pause. “Okay, just making sure.” She sighed. “Anyway, I’m just calling to let you know that I’m okay, but just got out of the hospital for appendicitis.” Another pause, as Victoria and I both heard louder mumbling. “No, I’m really okay. They had to do surgery, because I guess it was about to burst…” Her voice trailed off. “Well, they did want me to stay the night, but I just wanted to go home. Plus, a hospital stay is super expensive, and I didn’t want to add onto the already large bill…” Her voice trailed off again. “I feel fine, mom. Promise. And yeah, I know insurance will help out with most of it, but I’m really okay. I’ll send you a picture of the stitches, so you can see it’s really not that bad.”

Amber sighed then, as it sounded like her mom began rambling on a mile a minute, prompting her to look up at us and shoo us out of the room with her hand, indicating that she had the situation covered and was going to be a while.

When Victoria and I exchanged a glance, I just shrugged and led the way out of the doorway and downstairs, heading for the front door to make sure Sarah wasn’t already waiting.

She wasn’t yet, but it had gotten pretty chilly outside and I didn’t want to leave her hanging for long, so I figured I’d just stick close by to open the door the moment she knocked.

Turning a little toward the sexy redhead, who was now officially my girlfriend, I gave her a small smile when I met her gaze, seeing that she was focused on me intently.

She spoke up without prompt. “I know how Amber is, and didn’t want to get too involved earlier in the car,” she blurted out. “But when I was with her in the hospital, she pretty much told me everything, including how she really feels about you and your relationship.”

I looked at her in surprise. “Okay?” I said in confusion. “What about it?”

She shrugged, causing me to focus on her silky-smooth tanned skin on her partially exposed shoulders, only hidden slightly by her heavy red curls, since her gold sequin top didn’t cover much of that area. “Well, I just wanted you to know that I wasn’t going to let her self-destruct and push you away, by saying things like ‘you deserve better’ when what she really meant was ‘I wish I was better for you,’ and such.”

“Oh,” I said simply, realizing it had been Victoria who redirected the conversation a little when Amber first made that statement. I smiled slightly. “Thank you,” I replied sincerely.

Her deep blue gaze was affectionate. “You’re welcome. And I also just want you to know that I’m okay with her being the most important person in your life, but I also hope that we can still grow closer like a normal boyfriend and girlfriend couple.”

I nodded. “Of course, and I do really like you a ton. I’ve never been so enthralled with anyone before. And it wasn’t an easy decision cancelling on you.” I scoffed, my tone becoming more playful. “Trust me, no guy in their right mind would skip a private show with you under normal circumstances.”

“Because every guy on the planet wants to fuck me, right?” she teased.

“Without a doubt,” I agreed with a smirk, only to sigh. “But seriously, it was tough. I felt horrible and depressed, but also felt like it was the only choice I could make.”

She nodded, her expression more somber, only for her gaze to shift to the door. “Oh, I think that might be her,” she commented.

I glanced at the door to see a sub-five-foot figure through the blurry glass, knowing she was right.

Sarah was here.

And I supposed the big topic of discussion would be whether or not she was interested in helping film our porn videos…

Hopefully, this conversation wouldn’t be too awkward.

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