Amber

I had been resting soundly when something roused me from a deep sleep. Opening my eyes while my body sluggishly lagged behind, I could see that it was still dark outside. There was a profound silence throughout the house, so much so that I could hear my pulse in my ears. Rolling over, I saw that the bed next to me was empty. After lying there for a few seconds, I heard the toilet flush on the other side of the wall, followed by the sink. A moment later, Amber came out and walked back around to her side of the bed.

On her way back around the room, I saw that she was now wearing a pair of panties. When she slid back between the sheets, I went ahead and walked over to the bathroom. Doing my best to keep my eyes shut in the hopes of going back to sleep, I went over to the toilet and emptied my bladder. When I reached for the lever to flush, I saw the telltale, discarded packaging in the wastebasket and understood the nature of Amber's late-night bathroom run. Realizing that my weekend was suddenly looking much less exciting, a nagging feeling of disappointment crept in.

After stopping at the sink to wash my hands, I went back out into the darkened bedroom. Amber rolled over when I got back in on my side of the bed. Propping herself up on her elbow, she groggily said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

Shaking my head, I quietly replied, "Nah, it's ok. What time is it anyways?"

Checking her phone, Amber groaned, "5:00 am."

Dropping my head back on my pillow, I just groaned as I felt my loose grip on sleep slipping away. After a frustrated exhale, I tried my best to relax but it was futile; I was awake. I had resigned myself to just lying there, at least getting some more rest while Amber continued tossing and turning. After another few minutes, she too groaned in frustration.

The day before had been pretty great. Amber and I had woken up at our usual time and while we were getting ready for work, we ended up having unplanned sex in the bathroom. While the spontaneous diversion meant that she and I didn't have time for breakfast and we ended up being a few minutes late for work, neither of us regretted the trade off.

After a long day of work, interrupted only by our lunch break together, we came home and spent the entire evening with one another. Amber undressed me and then while I watched from the couch, she sexily stripped for me. We took a long shower together and then spent the rest of the evening in bed, pleasuring each other in a very special way.

Because we skipped dinner and spent the evening in bed, we had actually gone to sleep a little early; so, I wasn't too bothered by not sleeping all the way to my alarm. As I lied there, I just stared up at the dark ceiling and tried my best to relax my mind, thinking of nothing in particular. After a while though, I heard another frustrated sigh as Amber tried unsuccessfully to go back to sleep. Rolling over onto my side, I saw that she was lying on her back, her arms resting on her forehead. Reaching over, I teased my hand across her soft, flat belly and joked, "Hey, I'd offer to help you pass the time but I have a feeling it's not the best timing."

Turning her head towards me, Amber looked disappointed and said, "Sorry, babe... I wish I could."

I just shrugged and said, "Nah, it's ok."

Rolling onto her side, Amber brushed her hair back behind her ear. Reaching out under the sheet, she rubbed her hand across my shoulder and said, "I mean, there's other things we can do if you still want to."

Interested, I rolled onto my back and asked, "Oh? And what sort of things would that be?"

Scooting up closer to my side, Amber put her face next to my head. Breathing in my ear, she whispered, "Will you do something for me?"

Unsure of what she was going to say next, I replied, "Maybe."

Breathing again behind my ear, she breathlessly said, "Pretend I'm not here. Pretend you're all by yourself and you just woke up in the middle of the night. What are you going to do to make yourself tired and try to go back to sleep?"

I turned my head and, with an amused smile, joked, "You want me to go to the gym right now?"

Amber laughed, "Idiot. No, I want to watch you. Show me what you'd do when I wasn't around."

Smiling at the idea, I asked, "Yeah? And what will you be doing?"

Smiling back at me, Amber tilted her head and replied, "Watching to see how close it matches what I imagined when I did the same thing."

At this point, I already knew that I was going to do it. The question though was how I'd get started. With a demonstrative peek under the covers, I said, "Sure. You can watch. But umm... I'm not exactly ready."

Shrugging in response, Amber said, "That's fine... show me how you get yourself ready... show me what it was like when you used to do it while thinking about me."

Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, I carefully pulled the sheet from across my body. I was still naked from the night before. My legs were stretched out straight and my flaccid penis hung down across my scrotum.

Letting out another long exhale, I began teasing three fingers up and down my limp penis. The light touch against the soft skin sent a pleasant, tingling sensation rippling across my groin. As I just enjoyed that initial rush of endorphins, I sighed and continued teasing myself. While I usually had to watch porn on my phone to get in the right mood, this morning I just lied there thinking about the day and night before.

A highlight reel began to play in my mind, in slow motion I saw Amber bent naked over the bathroom counter, my stiff penis parting her lips. Still just lightly stroking my fingers, I exhaled loudly again as I felt my pulse increase. I then pictured how, in the same bed we we're now lying in, she knelt above me while my face was buried into her backside. I then let out a soft moan when I felt the faint throbbing begin deep down. Taking my fingertips and teasing them around the base of the head and then across it, I groaned when I felt the skin beneath my fingers begin to tighten. I remembered how I had hunched over her as we both licked each other's ass. Taking another deep breath, I softly moaned as I felt my penis becoming thicker and lengthening with each touch. Then finally, I remembered how I was on my back. Amber had a vibrator inside of her as she rode atop me with my erection nestled deep in her ass. I could still hear our moans echoing throughout the room as we came together. I groaned again as I teased my fingers up the sensitive underside of my now-hardened penis. Stroking my frenulum with the tip of two fingers, I moaned when I felt it spasm.

Now lying there on my back, completely naked with my erection stiffly pointing up, I turned my head back towards Amber. She was still propped up on her side, watching me with an intrigued smile on her face. When I finally wrapped my hand around my rigid shaft, my eyes narrowed and I let out a long, relaxing exhale. As my warm palm wrapped around my throbbing penis, I could remember the feeling of it sliding inside her. As I remembered how hot and tight it felt, I moaned as I began slowly stroking myself.

With my eyes still on Amber's, I continued slowly stroking my hand all the way from the base, up to the head and back down. As the skin of my penis slid like a sleeve, I closed my eyes and tilted my head back. Instead of images from the night before, I could picture Amber, bent forward, slowly riding atop me. We'd had some amazing sex and in that moment, it was as if I could remember each time as vividly as when it had happened. When a tingling sensation radiated from my groin, I turned my head away from Amber, moaning again as I continued slowly stroked myself.

Knowing that Amber was watching me but imagining that I was all alone, a little smile formed on my lips. Loudly exhaling again as the speed of my hand gradually increased, I began gently rocking my hips. I could picture Amber sitting straight up, her hands behind her head and her beautiful, large breasts bouncing as she rode me in long, deliberate strokes. While I looked off at the wall, I softly moaned again when I felt my balls begin the tingle. Reaching my other hand down, I carefully rolled them in my palm. When I gave them a gentle tug, I moaned as my penis momentarily spasmed again in my tight grasp.

As I caressed my balls in one hand, the other began working my erection a little faster. My head tilted back again and, while a tingling sensation began to ripple out from my groin, I arched my shoulders back, letting out a long, deep groan, "Oh Amber..."

I had just started to feel the throbbing at the base of my shaft when I heard Amber breathing. Her exhale was long and had a shaky, wavering quality to it. Turning my head towards her, I saw that she was now lying on her back. With her head lying to the side, she gazed back at me with a tired, little smile. The portion of the sheet over her waist was jostled as her hand worked silently between her legs. As our eyes met, she grinned a little more knowing that I knew what she was doing.

As she and I pleasured ourselves together, I kept my eyes locked on hers. I moaned again when, as the tension begin to rise, I squeezed just a little tighter. Rocking my hips in rhythm with the motion of my hand, I arched my back as the throbbing became more intense. Then, as my mouth hung partially open, my breathing alternated between short, shallow inhales followed by long, shaky exhales. With my hand wrapped tightly around my shaft, I now tugged at myself quickly, knowing that the end was quickly approaching. Sensing where I was, Amber kept her head turned towards me and just slowly nodded as I gazed in her direction. Finally, looking over at Amber through narrowed eyes, as a numb sensation rushed over my body, I kept going and just quietly whispered, "Ohhhhh yessss..."

An instant later, I felt the first spasm of my penis in my hand, followed by the splattering of hot semen up near my bellybutton. I just quietly groaned while continuing to slowly stroke myself. Each subsequent contraction sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body. Each time my shaft jerked in my hand, more of my cum shot and then dribbled out onto my abdomen. As a numb sensation began at the back of my neck and spread across my body, my shoulders twitched and I again groaned, "Ohh Amber..."

When my penis finally began to go soft, I lied there just teasing my fingertips across the still-sensitive underside. I watched Amber's face as her mouth slowly opened. The only sounds that could be heard was a faint rustling under the sheet and her quiet, shallow breathing. When her shoulders began gently rising and falling, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth a little wider. A moment later, she held her breath while her shoulders began to shake. Clenching her eyes shut, she suddenly let out a long, groaning exhale as her neck snapped forwards. Each time her head jerked forwards, she quietly grunted while her body gently writhed under the sheet. In the midst of her orgasm, she turned her head towards me. Opening her eyes halfway, a small smile formed on her lips as her body continued to tremble. Then, as fast as it started, she suddenly lied back on her pillow, groaning, "Ohh fuck, baby..."

Turning her head towards me, she slowly opened her eyes as another relaxed smile came across her face. Taking a deep breath, she let it out in a long, relaxing exhale. Stretching her neck and shoulders, she quietly groaned, "Ugh, I needed that... thanks, babe."

When I smiled back at her, Amber rolled off the bed and went back into the bathroom. A moment later she reemerged with a dampened hand towel. Tossing it at me, she joked, "Clean yourself up."

I just laughed as I began wiping the sticky mess from my belly. While I cleaned myself off, Amber got some clothes from the dresser and went back into the bathroom. Rolling over, I grabbed my phone and saw that it still wasn't even 6am. If I didn't need to be up in an hour, it would've been easy to go back to sleep. But, considering how hard it usually was to wake up, I decided against it.

While Amber took care of what she needed to in the bathroom, I went over to the closet and began to get dressed for the day. I was just cinching my belt when Amber came out in her Friday jeans and company-branded polo shirt. I took her place in the bathroom and set about completing my morning routine.

When I finished, I put away my things, tucked my shirt back in and headed out into the kitchen. Amber had turned on the overhead lights as the sun was just beginning to come up. She had been digging through a drawer and when she head me come into the room, she turned around and very frustratedly told me that we were out of coffee filters.

Laughing at the perfect inconvenience of not being able to make coffee on the morning when I needed it the most, we decided to head out and get something on the way to the office. While I stood in the kitchen checking the morning news on my phone, Amber went back into the bedroom for a few final things. When she came back out with her purse slung over her shoulder, we headed out much earlier than usual.

We drove through town, past the deserted office and made our way to a diner that we liked for breakfast. Amber and I grabbed a corner booth, reflexively ordered without needing to look at a menu and then settled in with our morning coffee. As she took a sip, Amber looked at me over her cup with a twinkle in her eye. Setting the steaming mug down, she leaned over to me with a smile and whispered, "Thanks again for this morning. I really needed that."

I just winked back at her and replied, "I mean, you've taken such good care of me, it's been a while since I'd done that."

Amber grinned as she took another sip of coffee and quietly said, "I seem to remember you doing it just a week ago at the farm."

Remembering our camping trip with Rachel, I involuntarily blushed and said, "Oh yeah, I guess there was that."

Amber grinned a little bigger and rubbed her hand along the top of my thigh. No more was said about the subject but the smile on her face let me know she thoroughly enjoyed our morning together even if it was subdued by our standards. In the usual fashion of the diner, our food was quickly brought out and we set in on eating. Throughout the meal, we made small talk about our upcoming day. We each had a series of meetings about our project as well as more design work to be done in the time in between.

We were just finishing up our meal when Amber's phone lit up with an incoming call. She quickly glanced at it and then picked it up with a confused look on her face. Bringing the phone up to her ear, she said, "Hey, what's up?"

There was a long pause and while she listened, her face went from confusion to concern. Bringing her hand up to her forehead, she asked, "When did this happen?"

Still rubbing her temples as she listened, she said, "Ok, yeah, no, I'm on my way into work now but I can definitely be there... when are they going to do it? ...ok, yeah, I'll get a car and help out for a few days. Yeah, no, it's no problem."

Finally relaxing back into the booth, she said, "Yeah, that'd be good. Ok, I'll let you know when I know more... love you too, bye."

Disconnecting the call and setting her phone down, I waited while she just shook her head before saying, "Sounds like I need to get home. That was my mom. She and my dad are in California right now. Dad's got a convention he's speaking at tomorrow; but, Uncle Mike's in the hospital. He was working on his house doing something and fell. He broke his leg and they're going to operate on it today. They'll keep him overnight but he's going to need some help when they let him go home. I figured I could be there at least until my parents get back."

"Yeah shit, sorry," I said, flagging down our waitress for the check. "Nothing wrong other than the leg?"

Amber just chuckled, "Fuck if I know. Mom's not the best with these sort of things. She did say she talked to him and he sounded ok."

After settling the check, we grabbed our things and headed out. Back in the truck, I asked, "Do you need me to come with you?"

Amber shook her head, "No, really it's fine. I'm going to be spending most of my time sitting around the hospital and running errands for Uncle Mike. I can handle it."

Backing out of the spot, I said, "Tell you what, you look for flights and I'll call work on the way to the house."

We made the short drive back to the house, during which I called Janet, our boss, and told her what was going on. In addition to getting Amber's time off, I arranged to just make up my work today from home over the weekend, freeing me up to help Amber. While I was on the phone, Amber was able to book a last minute ticket for a noon flight connecting through Atlanta, which surprisingly didn't break the bank.

Once we got back to the house, we headed back inside. Amber spent the next half hour packing a suitcase while I helped by staying out of the way. Sitting at the kitchen table, I went ahead and reserved a rental car for her for the week with the option for an early return. When she was done packing, she came down the hallway with her suitcase in tow. While she set her things to the side, I told her about the rental car, which was met with a look of relief. Standing and meeting her in the middle of the kitchen, I gave her a hug to which she said, "Sorry to have to run out on you."

I jokingly replied, "Ehh, it's fine. Not like we were going to be doing anything fun this weekend anyways."

Amber laughed and playfully pinched my side. As I winced, she said, "I don't know what you're talking about. Last night should've taught you that there's other ways to have fun at the amusement park when one ride is out of order."

As I laughed at her ridiculous metaphor, she just shrugged and teasingly said, "You can think about that while you're here by yourself."

I then put my arms around her, gave her a kiss and said, "I love you, babe."

She kissed me back, saying, "Love you too."

After running through the logistics once more, we saw that everything was in order and decided to go ahead and head out. I carried Amber's things to the truck and then we got in and we were off. Traffic was a mess in the morning rush hour so we took our time getting down to the airport. When we got there, I pulled up to the curb and we said our goodbyes. Then, just like that, she headed inside and was gone.

Heading away from the airport was much easier as most of the traffic was trying to get into town in the morning. I made it back by 10am and decided to head into the office anyways. I figured that putting in my time now would lessen the work that I'd need to do from home. My late arrival also meant that I'd mercifully missed one of our inane staff meetings, which let out just as I was getting settled at my desk. A few people stopped by to check on the situation but for the most part, the rest of the day proceeded as usual.

Because of the large breakfast that Amber and I had had, I worked through lunch. A design meeting broke up my afternoon and as people started filing out of the office, Janet appeared at the door to my cubicle. Leaning in she asked, "Have you heard from Amber? Everything ok?"

Turning around in my chair, I said, "Yeah, I'm sure everything's fine. She should be getting there soon so I'll know more later."

Janet smiled and said, "Ok. Well let me know if you need anything. Oh, and thanks for coming in. Don't worry about those couple of hours. We're good."

She said goodbye and was off. Janet was a mystery; sometimes she was a ball-breaking taskmaster. Then there were times like this that she seemed to just throw the rules out the window to help her people. I tended to like consistency; but in this case, I was happy for the merciful reprieve. I spent a couple more minutes straightening up my desk and then took off for the weekend. The afternoon sun was already getting low in the sky as I made my way over to the truck. Driving back to the house, it dawned on me that this was my first night alone since Amber had moved in with me so long ago.