She was unable to stop thinking about her night with Luna for the next few days. Even while she was masturbating that morning, she was thinking of her friend rather than one of the males she had previously fucked. A gay man? It was starting to annoy her.
She gave Luna a call. Following the customary greetings and good-byes, she inquired about our recent date.
"Are you gay, Luna?"
She chuckled.
"I'm not gay, no. You, Amelia, are not either. You are not gay just because you like the occasional night out with a lady. I suppose I would describe myself as bisexual if I had to.
But Amelia, I love having sex with men.
She admitted that she was still perplexed and that all she could think about was her. Karen reassured her that the next time she had a male sleep with her, she would think about him instead of her.
Although it's obvious that you had fun, Amelia. She most definitely did, and she made me blush.
She responded, "I did, Luna."
"Good. We can always come back to it, whenever you want, Amelia. But you understand it doesn't make you gay? After speaking with Luna, she experienced a sense of comfort. She had never really considered herself to be gay, but she also had never imagined doing what she did and finding it so enjoyable.
She started to concentrate on the upcoming day because that was her first day of training for her new position at the contact centre. She had no choice but to attend the four-week training because this phase was full-time. She had therefore promised herself that today would be a calm day and that she would go to bed early so that she would be rested for tomorrow.
She joined the other new hires in a room filled with chairs with a big screen in front of them. She was pretty nervous. Only a few guys were present, and the majority of the crowd was made up of young ladies.
She could see that she was by far the oldest person in the room as she looked around. Two staff members eventually showed up, and they all took their seats as their induction got underway.
She was taken aback by how exhausted she felt at the conclusion of her first training week. She hadn't had to wake up that early on a daily basis or spend the entire day at work in years. She decided to stay at home and spend the weekend peacefully. On Friday night, her daughter called and inquired about her training. She informed her mother that she was proud of her and that she had no doubts about her future.
"Mum, you never know. At work, you might run into a new person.
Eyes rolling, Amelia said.
"Olivia. Like you, they are all young individuals. I haven't yet encountered somebody even remotely similar in age.
Olivia asked permission before saying that she would like to visit her the next weekend. Amelia expressed how happy she was to see her.
She was thrilled when the call ended. She really anticipated seeing her daughter and spending more time with her. While eating the pizza she had ordered, she had thoughts of Olivia and then her dad. I'm hoping she'll stop by to see him after getting ready. She pondered.
She was so upset about it that she called Olivia and inquired about her father. It turns out that she wanted to see him but held off because she was afraid of being offended.
Olivia, don't be so foolish. He remains your father. Please just help me out.
Don't be harsh with him. That's it. Daniel and you shouldn't continue to scold him about it, in my opinion. He doesn't need you two to remind him that he messed up; he knows it already.
Olivia was once more taken aback by her mother, and she told her that she should be proud of herself for managing things so well.
She wanted the weekend to be quiet, and it was. Luna had called, but she had handled it well, saying that she needed some solitude to rest and get ready for the coming week of training.
She organized her cabinets, spent time cleaning, and did her big shop on Saturday as she got adjusted to her new routine. Though to be fair, since she was on her alone, there wasn't much mess to clean up, so it didn't take her too long.
She ran into Lucas, the man she had met when she went out alone and the man she had fucked in the alleyway behind the bar, while she was at the grocery store.
She blushed when she saw him, and she was forced to acknowledge him because he had come over to her after noticing her. To make matters worse, she was holding the hand of a young girl who she supposed to be her daughter and they were both holding hands.
"I hope it's his sister, this could be embarrassing," you could think. As they got closer, she had a thought.
Hello, Amelia. It's good to see you again. She grinned.
He told her about his sister and her daughter after she nodded.
Amelia is a friend of mine.
He winked at her as she grinned and sent a peek his way. Fortunately, the young child drew her mother away to examine some grains, and he seized the chance to lean in.
"Amelia. I searched for you but didn't find you.
She grinned, but she was still feeling awkward and embarrassed. He cast a quick glance towards his sister.
I need your cell phone number. Please?"
She paused, trying to process what was happening while her heart was racing. Without stopping to think, she gave him her phone number. He inserted it into his phone in a hurry.
"Can I call you at some point?"
She nodded like a rabbit caught in a flashlight. "Sure."
He grinned before giving her a soft hug, saying goodbye, and joining his sister.
She turned to go, astonished by what had just occurred and shocked that she had given him her phone number. She had trouble concentrating on the task at hand.
Beans, then. As she moved her trolley down the aisle, she had a brainwave.
To avoid having to cook a lot during the week, she prepared a huge lasagne dish for dinner and divided the leftovers into single servings to freeze. She watched an episode of her favourite crime show, NCIS, on catch-up while sipping a glass of rose. She had a thing for Mark Harmon, who played the lead character. When her phone rang, she glanced at the display and saw "Mechanic-Lucas." She responded while scowling.
"Hello?"
He was undoubtedly in a club or a busy bar because of the intense loudness.
As he went outdoors, the cacophony started to decrease.
"Hello? Are you Amelia?" He yelled.
"Hey, Lucas, is that you?"
"Yeah. It's me. What's up?
She became aware of how his voice had made her heart beat faster.
I'm good, how about you?
To be honest, I'm out with some friends. It's dull. I was wondering if it would be okay if I visited you. She went cold. "He wants to see me," I said. What should I do? Now that her heart was thumping loudly inside her chest, she was both anxious and excited.
"Are you certain? Saturday evening. Wouldn't it be better if you were out clubbing with your friends? It was her.
"No. Please come see me. Are you by yourself? He queried.
What should I do? Her legs shook as she grew frightened.
"Oh. good, then. Sure." He asked for her address, and she stumbled.
"Great! I'll soon see you.
Finally, he rang off. In shock, she fixed her gaze on the television. Then it struck her. "I just gave him my address," I said. He's coming to see me soon! I must adjust. She quickly ran upstairs after standing up and changed entirely. She put on some new perfume, some make-up, and clean underwear as well as a skirt and shirt.
As she waited for him in the living room, her heart beat quickly.
"Amelia, what are you doing?" Have you gone insane? You just welcomed a stranger over to your house. Finally, she heard a taxi pull up outside, followed by the sound of his shoes on the gravel road and a knock at the door as it sped away. He was standing in front of her when she replied. He nearly stopped her from breathing. He appeared exactly as she had recalled. She moved back, and he grinned at her as he passed by her and into the hallway.
She turned and slammed the door. As she did, he approached her, picked her up in his arms, and gave her a kiss. He caught her off guard, but she quickly reacted, and they soon found themselves standing in the middle of each other, cupping each other's bottom cheeks as he pulled her close to him. His rigid bulge slammed into her, and she groaned as their bodies pressed together.
She peered into his eyes as they parted ways, her breathing quick and shallow.
"Wow, Hello," she exclaimed with a smile.
He also took deep breaths.
Sorry, but I was unable to wait much longer.
He looked into her eyes as she wrapped her arms around him and embraced him. He wasn't intoxicated, but she could smell the alcohol on his breath; he had a few. She melted in his arms as he held her and gave him another passionate kiss, which caused him to kiss her again. She halted him as he turned and began to move in the direction of the lounge.
"Lucas, why don't we just go straight up?" She spoke.
He gave her a glance.
Are you certain?
She bowed.
I'm certain. You didn't really just come here to talk, do you think?
She beamed.
He grinned.
"I guess. However, I don't want you to consider it. He halted.
She gave him a smile.
You've come for a booty-call, is that right?
He appeared shocked and humiliated.
She took hold of his hand and ushered him up the steps.
"Let's go, Lucas. Because I'm a big girl and I understand what this is, you wouldn't be here if I didn't want it.
With a grin on his face and a bulge in his pants, he followed her upstairs.
They wasted little time changing once they were in her bedroom.
There was no gradual, passionate undressing of one another. Once more kissing, they nearly tore off their garments before facing one another in their underpants.
He was aroused by her, judging by the huge 'tent' in his boxers, and she was also aroused, her nipples pushed at the thin material of her sheer bra.
His hand cupped her bra as he pushed his tongue into her mouth and ground his bulge against her. She moaned as his fingers pinched her nipple over her bra.
"Oh god, Alex. I need you now. Fuck me!" She begged.
He unhooked her bra and pulled it from her and let it fall. He lowered his mouth onto her nipple and sucked hard on it. She gasped and grabbed his head and pressed it into her breast.
"Oh YES!" She cried out.
"Oh god Lucas, don't tease me."
She was impatient and assisted him in removing her underwear as he grinned and yanked at her underwear. They were flung to the ground by her.
"Sally, get on the bed. Put yourself on your knees. He ordered.
She complied with his request since she found his directness attractive, which he noticed.
"Good. Then elevate your ass while spreading your legs.