A hole in the wall - Chapter 7

I spend the day, first with a couple and then a weird politician who I hump and then he comes on me.

Monday night I got on the phone and rang Amy. With my extra-curricular activities I hadn’t seen her for ages. She sounded strange on the phone. High pitched voice and slurred speech. “Are you drunk?” I asked. “Absolutely” she said and I heard her sipping while she was trying to speak to me. “What’s going on?” I asked. “Stan has left me” she said “he is gone, gone, gone”. “Oh I am sorry” I said. “Don’t be sorry darling. I am celebrating” she said and the phone went dead. I tried to ring back but the line was engaged.

I looked at the clock. It was 7pm. “Shit” I thought “I had better get over there to see what is going on”. I jumped in my car. Amy’s house was only half an hour away. I arrived and knocked on the door several times before a very drunk Amy answered. “Hello darling” she shouted “come inside and join the party”. I walked into the lounge room. There was two empty wine bottles on the table and she was holding a third already open. The phone was lying on the floor which is why it wasn’t answering. I picked it up and put it back on the table. “Have a drink with me darling” she said “celebrate with me because that cheating arsehole is gone”

I found the whole thing rather humorous. She was working as a prostitute on Friday nights and HE was the cheat? I didn’t say anything. I certainly didn’t tell her about the fact that he had turned up intent of fucking me. I decided that would remain a secret for ever. I took the bottle from her. “You have had enough honey” I said “now just sit there and relax. I will make you something to eat”. “Good idea” she said “have a drink with me first”. I grabbed a glass, pretended to poor wine into and pretend to drink. “You are such a good friend darling” she said. I sat beside her on the couch. “What would you like to eat” I asked. “You darling. I want to eat you” she said and tried to kiss me. “Maybe I will check the fridge” I said and hurried into the kitchen. I chuckled. “Eat me” I said to myself “she is really drunk”.

I found a partly eaten casserole and I heated it up. I put some on a plate and took it to her. “Here honey” I said “eat this and you will feel better”. She scoffed it down and tried to grab the bottle again. “No Amy, you have quite enough. “Would you like some more to eat”. “Yes darling. I still want to eat you” she said. I just laughed. She obviously didn’t know what she was saying. I went and put some more casserole on the plate and took it to her. She looked at the food and then me. She began to cry. “Why won’t you let me eat you Sally. I want to make love to you” she sobbed. I was stunned. Where did that come from? “You need to rest now honey” I said “we can talk later”. With that she collapsed on the couch and went to sleep.

I sat looking at her. She seemed adamant that she wanted to make love to me. “It must be the alcohol” I thought “she is upset and just babbling”. I took the bottles into the kitchen and emptied the one she hadn’t finished. I put what was left of the food and put it back in the fridge. I went back to the lounge and Amy was sitting up again. “I need a shower Sally. Will you have a shower with me?” she said. My god, have I been blind all the time I have known her. Did she really want to have sex with me? Was that why she was unhappy with Stan? Ok, he was an arsehole but had he come to realise she wasn’t really into him?

“Come on Amy. You need to take a nice hot shower and get into bed” I said. She smiled. “I would love a shower with you Sal” she said “don’t make me beg. I want you darling”. I felt my pussy tingle. After my time with that couple I knew I had enjoyed myself. But talking advantage of my very drunk friend was a different matter. “No honey, go and have your shower and we will talk after” I said. “Ok” she said and kissed me on the mouth “you are such a good friend”. I took her into the bedroom and pushed her into the ensuite. I quickly closed the door and sat on the bed. My mind was racing.

It was maybe 5 minutes before she came out dripping water everywhere. I walked her back into the ensuite and grabbed a towel. “Here Amy, dry yourself” I said. “You dry me Sally. I want you to dry me” she said. I towelled her down and admired her naked body. She really was beautiful. Nice pert boobs, shaved pussy and such a sweet smile. “Sally, why have we never made love” she whispered “I have wanted you for, like, ever”. I smiled “Amy, it is the wine talking. Come and get your nighty on and we will talk” I said. She refused to put anything on. Instead she laid on the bed and started to masturbate. “I want you to make love to me Sally. Why won’t you do it” she whispered and began to sob again. I leaned over and said “you are drunk honey. You don’t know what you are saying”.

She gave me this smile that made my pussy trembled. “Make me cum darling” she said “I know you want to”. I decided to make her cum and maybe she would settle down. I rubbed her clit and she began to moan. “Oh that’s so nice. Stan would only do it for a minute or so and then mount me” she whispered “don’t stop until I tell you”. She had cum maybe 3 times and she drifted off to sleep. I was turned on and got myself off. I decided to stay the night to keep an eye on her and make sure she was ok.

I was awakened by Amy groaning. “I am so sick” she said and rushed into the ensuite and threw up. “Would you like something to eat” I said. “You must be joking” she said and vomited again. I was still dressed, apart from knickers which I pulled off last night. “OK, maybe a weak coffee” I suggested and went to the kitchen. She staggered out still naked. She came up and hugged me. “I don’t remember much Sally but I remember you making me cum” she said. I smiled “you were drunk honey. You still are. Why don’t you go back to bed” I said. “Only if you come with me” she said and kissed me on the lips. Damn it, I feel this charge of electricity go from my lips and lodge in my pussy.

I told her I would be right there. I rang work and told them I had a stomach bug and couldn’t come to work. I then walked into the bedroom and Amy was stretched out on the bed. I quickly undressed and got on the bed and hugged and kissed her. She moaned and reached down and rubbing my pussy. “Oh Amy” I sighed and for the next hour we made wonderful, orgasmic love. “Sally I love you so much she sighed and we drifted off to sleep. We had wonton sex at least 5 times that day. I finally dragged myself away. Sitting in my lounge room at home I relived the day and went to the bedroom to retrieve my little friend. I realised that there was no going back. We wanted each other.

This all happened several months ago. Amy and I are now living together. We have embraced our new lifestyle. While saying that we have branched out. As well as staying engaged with Mona and her business we went on a personal contact sight and offered services for buck’s parties and other gatherings on Saturday nights. We do a double lesbian act to get things going and then “engage” with the male party goers. We get money upfront and it is very profitable. And yes, now and then I still go and see Mona for some hole in wall relaxation.