1 comments/ 5993 views/ 2 favorites Could The Past Truly Be Her Future? By: sxyamberchick78 Amber is 23 years old. Her whole life feels like its been a lie. A world of acting a certain way, being who her family wants her to be. Shes a stunner, 5'10', blonde, tanned, long silky legs, big sexy breasts, always making guys stare, and gorgeous blue eyes. She modelled as a teenager, but gave it up when her Dad said it was ruining his image. She was also very prissy, and never wanted to show off her body at all. Her father, a wealthy politician, very controlling, always ran the show at home, demanded a lot from her and her mother who enjoyed spending her Dads money, and living a certain lifestyle. She had left him more times than Amber could remember, but always come back. Living life in the public eye has always driven Amber nuts, whereas her mother thrived on it. Amber has always been very studious, not what people expect when they look at her. Assuming shes a ditzy blonde, she always got great grades, and always wanted to go to law school. She also always worked, just part time at GAP, but she never wanted people to think she only lived off Daddys money. A few boyfriends in high school, but nothing too serious. She lost her virginity when she was 18. But at 19, in her 1st yr of College, everything changed. She met John. The owner of a well known law firm in the city, where she scored an internship. John was a big, strong man, at 6'3, sandy blonde hair, deep green eyes, always dressed exceptionally well and very intense. He was a divorcee, no kids, his wife was never able to have them. John wasnt a big socialiser in the office, in fact, he normally spend his entire time at work functions on his blackberry. He expected a lot from his staff, and Amber wanted to show what a great employee she could be. She desperately wanted to be a lawyer for his firm one day. John was 44 when she met him, and he took one look at her one day, as he walked by her desk, and he was smitten. He found her breathtaking, and 25 yrs her Senior, he didnt think he had a chance. But somehow, they clicked. At a work event, he actually socialised with his Staff, only to get Ambers attention, and made sure he sat next to her at Dinner, and they began chatting. The chat went on for 3 hrs solid, like nobody else existed, they talked about family, their shared passion for water sports, she told him about her upbringing, and her father, he told her about his ex wife, and his childhood, and they discussed their shared love of law. He had so much passion for his firm, and seemed so genuine, Amber didnt have a hope, she too, was instantly smitten. A week later, John invited her out to dinner, and she happily attended. Her parents never paying attention to where she was or what she was doing. It was like they lived 3 seperate lives. Their easy conversation kept flowing, while also involving some soft hand caressing across the table and eyes that wouldnt leave each others. Amber was so swept up in the moment, that she didnt hesitate to go home with John when he invited her to check out his condo, and after a make out session like teenagers on his sofa, they made slow, passionate love in his bed. John made Ambers body feel things she had never felt before, she arched her back, and screamed in pleasure as he slid his manhood deep inside of her over and over, she felt so good she thought she was going to pass out, as he held her hands above her head, and kissed her lips tenderly as he slid in and out of her incredibly wet pussy. She shuddered as she came, gripping his dick as her pussy clenched, pushing him over the edge as he in turn, came inside her. Her nails gripping his back, his hands all over her large, luscious breasts. Both normally so cautious, not knowing what came over them, but seeming like the most natural thing in the world. As they woke up in each others arms naked, and were from thereon inseperable. Keeping things a secret at work wasnt easy. Amber always received gorgeous text messages while at College from John, or calls from him while he was in the car on the way to appointments, and sexy emails when she worked at his office. He always sent her flowers or left her gifts from his trips away. She loved it, but none of it mattered, she just liked spending time with him. More often than not, she snuck out of her parents house to spend the nights with him while he was in town. Their intensity blossomed into love, and for 3 years, this was the life they became accustomed to. For the first two years, when Amber was with John, nothing else mattered, he made her feel like a princess. They had a fantastic sex life and he loved making her ache with ecstacy, she in turn always made sure her man was taken care of sexually. John always said her blowjobs made any bad day better! Their passion for each other was intense. But at 22, Amber had a bit of a freakout. She was in Law School now, and it was taking up a lot of her time. Her parents were driving her nuts, her Dad had a mistress that she and her mother knew all about, and it was simply expected nothing would be said to the media and her mother would just go with it. On top of all this, Johns law firm was thriving, but this meant John was always travelling. She knew he loved her, but it wasnt enough. He said he was committed, but they only saw each other twice a week and whenever he was in town, he expected Amber to be over at his house. She was still working as an Intern, as well as at GAP, something that infuriated John who always offered to give Amber money so that she could quit her Retail job and spend more time with him on weekends. Why she would bother she never knew, when he was always on his email anyway during the day. They rarely had alone time together without work being involved. So everything compounded, and she wasnt used to being so reliant on anyone. She loved John, but she just didnt feel like his life was about him and her....it was more about him, and like her mother had done so many times to her father, she simply bailed. She applied to a Law School out of State, got in, and left, with her car full of clothes and bags, and went to start a new life, without her money hungry mother, her overbearing father, and her non responsive, workaholic boyfriend. She knew deep down John would be devastated, but on the surface, it just didnt seem like he would be able to stop to even show he cared. He was caught up in life, all the things he had told her his ex wife didnt like about their relationship, Amber felt she was now experiencing first hand. When Amber got to the new town, she found an apartment close to campus. She had changed her phone number as soon as she left town, so that John couldn't contact her, and she applied for numerous part time jobs. Unfortunately, it wasnt proving to be as easy as she had thought, and within three weeks, she was running out of funds. One day on campus, she saw an advertisement, for a club, to be a waitress. She had neve done any waitressing before, but thought it couldnt hurt, she was desperate, her funds were running out. So she scored an interview and went on in. As soon as she walked in, she realised what sort of club it was, it was indeed a strip club and the Manager explained to her that while she wouldnt have to strip, if she ever wanted to, she just had to say the word. She was desperate, she needed the cash and had seen the waitresses taking killer tips from the businessmen seated in groups throughout the club, so, she took the job, and started the next night, working 5 nights a week from 8pm - 3am. This would be more than enough work for her to fund her apartment, giving her weekends off. Her outfit consisted of a sexy black corset, making her ample breasts almost pop out the top, along with sexy pink satin panties, with knee high black boots and killer heels that could poke a mans eye out. Her blonde hair, normally so demure and tied back, was teased to within an inch of its life, with heavy black eye makeup, and bright red lipstick, she looked like a total vixen, a sex kitten. Every woman in the club had a role to play, this was hers. So nervous on her first night, she spilt a few drinks, while carrying the trays full in those heels, but, eventually relaxed, and was suprisingly fine with the clientele, always knowing that if she needed help, she just had to signal to one of the many bouncers throughout the club. As the night went on, and the men became less coherent after way too much alcohol, they would start to hit on her, asking her for a lapdance, which she always politely declined, laughing it off, feeling super sexy at the same time, nowhere near as body conscious now at all. Once her first night was over, her share of the tips equalled $200. She was stoked. Never expecting to earn that much money in one night. Heading home and instantly taking off all the makeup and putting her sweats on, to study a little before bed. This became her life. A sex kitten at night, a student during the day, looking for another internship as good as the one she had at Johns firm. Not a day went by when she didnt go to send John a good morning text, to tell him she loved him, and on many occasions she almost did, but had to stop herself. Assuming he wouldve gotten back into his normal life very quickly, and forgotten about her. Never thinking he cared nearly as much as she did. After three months at the club, she knew most of the patrons, and one night, it was particularly busy. Her boss called her over to say a man was asking for her to give him a lapdance, and he had been spending a lot of money at the bar. She looked at her boss "Glen...you know I wont do it." He looked back at her and said "Amber, I know...trust me, I've heard 1000 times how you feel about this, but hes offering you $2000." Her mouth fell open..."What?...why?" as he pointed to where the man was sitting "Go ask him," Glen said. She turned to look, and he was sitting with his back to her. She walked over, trying to look confident, in her sexy corset and panties, killer heels, teased blonde hair, tanned skin and heavy makeup, as she walked around to the front of his table and before he even knew she was there, she was already rambling. "Look Mr....thanks for the offer, but I dont do lapdances, and while your offer is very generous, in fact, too generous, I think you have the wrong girl" as she saw him and her heart almost stopped, and her mouth dropped open. "Hello Amber" said John, as his eyes met hers... To be continued.. Could The Past Truly Be Her Future? Ch. 02 She stood there....her heart thumping in her chest, as he watched her, his eyes looking straight into hers. He wanted so badly to be strong, to not melt and tell her how much he missed her. And at the same time, he was so angry with her, for giving up on what they had. Amber was completely overwhelmed, and caught off guard, guys at a table across from John yelling out at her for more drinks, bass thumping as the DJ played music in between stage shows, and the man who had her heart, sitting in front of her, clearly showing he wasn't ready to let her go. She was unable to speak, her gaze wouldn't leave his, she knew she had let him down, ran away and done everything she shouldn't have. Always so outspoken and forthright with John, making for some monumental arguments, always ending with amazing sex and going to bed happy, this was completely the opposite. She had done everything she swore she would never ever do. She had let down the one man who she knew deep down, loved her for who she was. "John..." was all she could manage to get out. "Wh...what are you doing here?" As she watched him, trying to divert her gaze as Glen, her boss looked on, to make sure she was OK. "I came to see you Amber," he said firmly. "I finally tracked you down, but I never thought I'd find you in a place like this," as he looked her up and down deliberately, then looking in her eyes to see her reaction to that comment. The old Amber would've fired straight back, but not now. She said nothing in reply, knowing it wasn't her time to speak at all, she had to take whatever he threw at her, she had cut him deep, and she knew it. He looked directly at her breasts, spilling out of her corset, some amazing cleavage. "I see you're fond of showing a swarm of men your assets now then?" as he glared at her, knowing what a stickler she was for not being considered a whore, or giving off any remotely sexual signals to guys. "How things change," John said, sipping his scotch and coke. She suddenly felt self conscious, knowing what he must think of her right now, hoping he knows why she's doing this, wanting so badly to gain his acceptance, but outwardly trying to portray that she was strong and confident, and didn't need his judgements of her anymore. "Actually, not a lot changes, the environment might, but the person doesn't," she says, looking straight back at him. "Yeah...right," he says, eyeing the money tucked into the cleavage of her corset, at the front. "So...$2000," John says, circling his finger around the top of the glass. "I assume your boss told you?," his eyes not meeting hers now. "Yes, he did, but why would you do that John?" Amber is confused, looking at him. "Because I miss you, and I obviously need to pay to get your attention these days..." he says condescendingly. "Go Fuck Yourself John," she says as she goes to storm away and Glen eyes her marching past. "You ok?," he says. "Fine...I'm fine," Amber says as she walks out the back desperate for some air, feeling claustrophobic, her corset not helping, as she fans herself with her hand and stands in the cold air. She sits out there on the steps for 5 minutes, then composes herself, reapplies her scarlet red lipstick, sprays some more Coco Chanel, and walks over confidently to John. "Come this way" she says as she swishes past him, walking with grace, leading him to a corridor to the side, with 6 rooms all in a row, and a bouncer manning each of the doors, on alert, ready if required. John follows like a puppy, he stares at her ass the entire time, having missed her amazing body so much, visions of her arching her back and screaming in ecstasy flooding back into his mind as he walks, his scotch and coke in hand. They get to a room and the Bouncer says Hello to Amber, surprised that she's going in there, normally not her style at all as he eyes John suspiciously. "If you need me, yell," he says as he eyes John up and down, as John walks in a little smugly, knowing every guy in here would love to be in his position right now, in his tailored Armani suit, he walks inside and sits on the chair in the middle of the room, drink in hand, as he sips and watches Amber. She looks at him "So...you're actually serious about this then?" she says, as she stands at the cd player. "I never joke about money, Amber, you of all people should know this" he says as he lets his gaze move up from her ankles up to her ass, her body turning him on so much, even just gazing, as he adjusts himself a little, and takes off his suit jacket. "Could you put Britney Spears on, that baby one more time song, that's the one I want," he smirks as he hangs his suit jacket on the table and walks back to his seat, knowing she would be having instant flashbacks to their schoolgirl roleplay fantasies where she was a naughty little girl who needed to be punished with a good fucking by her teacher. She doesn't look at him, sighing loudly, as she loads it up and it starts, she turns to him and parts her legs a little, standing 5 feet away from him as the music starts and she runs her hands from her hips up over her breasts and up through her hair, and seductively walks over to him, her eyes not leaving his. Its obvious his heart is racing, he's missed her so much, nervously sipping his drink, as she gets up within reach of him, and straddles his legs, parted a little bit, and sits, taking the drink out of his hand and placing it on the ground next to them, as she runs her hands through the back of his hairline. She can smell his cologne, she's always loved it. She knows the effect she has on him, and hopes he doesn't realise the effect he has on her. He can only stare at her longingly, his breathing heavier, as he watches her, and she tries to maintain some sort of confidence that isn't real. The only guy she's ever lapdanced for before, is John. And now, here she is, on his lap, pushing her breasts into his chest, as she blows softly over his left earlobe, and into his ear. She can hear him breathing onto her face, he is being a gentleman and not touching her, knowing she could grab the Bouncer at any moment if he did. She wants so desperately to kiss his earlobe, like she used to, as she ran her hands up and down his spine, but she knows she cant. She cant cross the line. She is happy that the loud music lessens the noise of her breathing, as she lets her hair run over his face and neck, and then sits back a little to look at him, as she straddles his body. Her corset wasn't built for sitting! And her breasts are almost showing nipple now, as he cant help but look down at them, the want for her is displayed clearly in his eyes, as she grabs his tie, and acts like her hands are climbing it, one after the other, moving up, until her face is right next to his. He can hear her breathing now, the desire is obvious in her eyes too, he doesn't know that her pussy is tingling, its been so long, she hasn't let anyone else get close to her the way John was. She's desperate for him to fuck her, to make her scream, to make her shudder, to feel his dick deep inside her, as she rides him, and digs her nails into his back. She's not thinking straight, she's lost in her own little world, as their lips meet. Hard to define who even made the first move, but they lock, tongues instantly finding each other, as the kiss intensifies. So much passion, so much emotion, but yet so tender, as she feels his strong hands move around her body, and he caresses her lower back as they kiss softly and passionately. She remembers all of their makeout sessions in his car, in between classes, or meetings, dropping her off at home, they always loved to kiss. The song ended, and neither of them noticed, but they continued to make out for 10 minutes. Nobody pushing things too far, just enjoying being close to each other, and feeling each others lips once again. The Bouncer knocks on the door, as Ambers fingers are running through Johns hair, her arms pulling his body so close to hers, as soft moans escape them both. John, ever the gentleman, doesn't let his hands move anywhere, other than to run through her long blonde locks. The knock at the door makes her jump, as they both realise what they're doing. Amber quickly climbs off John, and clears her throat, adjusting her corset and running her index finger over her lips to fix her lipstick a little. Knowing the number one rule is to not kiss the clients, but thinking Glen must know John was looking for something else if he was willing to pay $2000. She knew there were girls at work who had sex with clients in these rooms, but it wasn't something any girl was really open about. He adjusts his tie, and stands up, knowing he's crossed the line, wondering what he should say. Such a confident, self assured business man, reduced to not knowing what to say to the girl he loves more than anything, as he walks to the table, and picks up his jacket and puts it on, and he lingers there, taking something out of his pocket. She sees him put a wad of cash on the table, paying the $2000 he said he would. His back to her as she watches him. She so desperately wants to tell him she's sorry, sorry for everything, and that she loves him, but she doesn't get the words out. She watches as he turns, and the Bouncer opens the door now, signalling the session is over, he looks at her, his gaze meeting hers for several seconds. She watches him, the confident business man isn't there, a man who is hurt is. He looks defeated, disappointed, like she broke him in two. Like he's talking to her with his eyes. She can hardly look at him, she knows... As he swallows and walks, still watching her, as she's afraid to move. Even if she wanted to speak no words would come out. He walks straight past her and nods at the Bouncer as he exits. Amber turns to the door, and see's that he's gone. She now knew for sure she had ruined something amazing... Could The Past Truly Be Her Future? Ch. 03 She stood there for what seemed like hours, unable to move, like her legs were concrete, sad and alone. The door open, the Bouncer waiting patiently outside, giving her privacy, as one of the other girls comes in, oblivious to Ambers current emotional state, with a client, eager to take over the room. Amber exits the room, taking the money as she leaves, not even making contact with Charlotte, her co-worker, she knew she had to work the rest of her shift, she needed this job badly, even if she had just made more cash than she's seen in one night ever. The Bouncer sees she's out of sorts as she doesn't even make eye contact, and heads straight to the bar to get more drink orders that are up for her tables. The night seems to go forever, as she stays in a daze, making smalltalk with patrons, but her hearts no longer in it, her heart walked out the door 2 hours ago with John, the man she never stopped loving, who she was sure now despised her, or if he didn't, and had time to think, would by morning. She finally walked home, straight to her tiny apartment, a long way from the swanky hotels she and John used to stay in, as she peels off her outfit, the corset feeling tighter and tighter as the night progressed, and spends 45 minutes under the hot shower water, thinking about John, about everything she's done to him, about why he has every right to never want to talk to her again. Unable to stomach eating anything, she gets some water, and goes to her room, closing the door, and sliding under the sheets naked, laying on her back remembering how good it used to be to slide into Johns bed naked, and finally have some alone time together. Making love for hours, until they both knew they had to get some sleep. Johns tongue sliding inside her pussy, making her arch her back in delight as she caressed her breasts, she let her mind drift off to another place as she found herself parting her legs a little, and bending her knees. Amber let her right hand wander down to caress her stomach, her fingers lightly tickling as they slid down lower, to trail over her hairless pussy, moving over her slit in long, soft strokes as she closed her eyes and let her mind finally relax. She wet her index finger and slowly moved it inside the fold, up and down, running over her outer lips. She pushed it inside her pussy now, sliding softly and slowly, working it in and out, sighing softly as she fingered herself and let her left hand move to her left breast to cup and squeeze it and play with the nipple as she started to play with herself more intensely. The sheet falling off her legs now, her naked body uncovered, legs parted as she moaned softly imagining it was Johns tongue inside her. "Oh John mmm baby yes" she said as she kept her eyes closed, letting her mind stay drifted off to another place. She let her index finger slide out of her as she pushed her middle finger into her pussy, it was longer and allowed her to then let the tip of her thumb run over her clit, as she fucked herself a little deeper and faster. As soon as she made contact with her clit she felt a tingle "Mmm god yes babe, deeper, yes!" she sighed as she was truly in another world now. She ran her thumb in slow soft circles over her clit, trying to coax it out of its hood, as she felt herself arching now pushing her ass off the bed as the pleasure increased. Her feet pushing into the mattress as she arched herself up off the bed and pushed hard down on her clit as she rubbed harder and faster, her left hand gripping behind her head to the bedhead now. Like a woman possessed, she was fucking herself now, her pussy was insanely wet, she was so horny remembering all of their steamy sex sessions, Johns big cock pounding into her, taking no mercy, moaning loudly, her middle finger sliding deep to find her g spot as her thumb pressed down hard on her clit and made her shudder. "Oh fuck, John, oh god!!" her mind drifting to another place now as her breathing deepened, and she clenched her asscheeks together off the bed as her pussy started to tingle, and her legs started to shake. "Ahhh, oh god, yesssssss John, yesssssssss!!!" she screamed as she came hard, squirting onto her bed sheets as she slammed down onto the bed, unable to control her body, while gripping the bedhead with her left hand, her middle finger still deep in her pussy and her thumb on a very sensitive clit as she clenched her legs together to stop herself fingering or rubbing any further. Barely able to breathe as she lay there, panting, normally she would be laying there looking down at her lover with a smile of ecstasy on her face, but right now it was sadness, looking down and seeing nothing but her hand between her legs, wishing it had been her lover there like old times. She started to regain some control, her breathing slowly returning to normal, her hands under her head clasped as she thought. Amber knew she had to get John back now, she was just too stubborn to know how to make it happen. She missed him, and she knew she needed to be with him again.