Later that evening after a day of boring classes, Chad stood before the door of the address Amber had texted him.
His heart fluttered a bit too quickly as he tried to still his hands from their anxious tremors.
Internally, he debated whether he should really do this.
Trevor had been texting him all day. And had been left on read.
Was it really a good idea to get with the girl his best friend got with the night before?
Not to mention… the hygienic issues with such an idea that made his skin crawl. The ethics of fucking your boy's girl, or at least a girl he had been with.
It was a clear violation of the bro code, right?
He was just about to chicken out and bail when the door opened, and Amber appeared, slightly annoyed at his lack of spine.
"Don't tell me you came all this way just to get a limp dick and puss out at the last moment? Don't be like Trevor…. Come on in already!"
Amber latched onto Chad's forearm and dragged him inside her family home.
It was completely empty except for the two of them. Not even a household pet.
The pictures on the wall were mostly of Amber and her mother; few and far between was there ever a sign of a man of the house.
And those that did were very recently taken.
She was having trouble reaching into the liquor cabinet when Chad decided to help her. Getting up close behind her, he reached up and easily pulled the bottle down, as well as a pair of glasses.
It was then that he noticed just how round and ample the girl's ass was.
Causing her to blush as she felt something brush against her backside, making a cheesy remark as she tried to ease the tension.
"Aren't you excited? I take it back; you're nothing like Trevor… at least not yet… But let's see if you can keep up that enthusiasm after a few drinks."
She then sat down at the table and began to pour some whiskey into the glasses for the two of them.
It was when Chad sat down in front of her that he noticed how attractive the girl really was.
Maybe it's because he had an angel-tier beauty like Claire always by his side growing up that he didn't notice.
While Amber wasn't as gorgeous or pristine as Claire, she had an appeal to her own.
Her hair color matched her name, a deep, rich, and silky amber. Styled in a way that had been out of fashion for years.
Yet she wore it well, and with pride.
She had sparkling hazel eyes and a minuscule number of freckles that were perfectly adorned across her alabaster skin.
Currently, she was wearing a t-shirt that looked like merchandise from a band Chad had never heard of.
She wore nothing below the t-shirt other than a high-rise g-string, which showed off her exceptional curves in a way that forced Chad to take a drink.
And just when he was about to ask the doorbell rang.
Forcing Chad to turn his head.
"Oh… that must be the pizza guy. Go get that will you? Don't worry it's already paid for. Mom left me more than enough money to cover my expenses for the next few days while she's away."
Chad didn't question it and immediately went to the door, where he saw a young man looking roughly the same age as himself. Who was shocked to see him there?
The man looked almost like a caricature of what you'd expect someone delivering pizzas to be. College-age, severe acne, glasses, and maybe a bit of scoliosis to add to the cruelty.
When he spoke, he stammered, almost as if he had a speech impediment on top of everything else.
But he didn't ask for payment, or if Chad needed anything else; instead his gaze seemed to be looking inward past the door as if he was searching for something, or… someone.
"Where… where's Amber?"
Chad looked at the delivery guy weirdly before instantly understanding what was going on in the man's head.
He leaned forward, his breath just hot enough to sting.
"She's inside taking a shower. Why? Do you want to come in and watch what happens next?"
The guy looked like his heart had immediately imploded when he heard that, but before he could formulate a response Chad had snatched the pizzas and shut the door behind him.
He then set them down and found that the speakers were playing a song from an old boyband, that was easily older than either of them.
Amber was sitting at the table a drink in her hand, looking at Chad as if she were testing him. And he immediately passed.
"Seriously? This? Out of all the songs in the world, you chose this? The Ghetto Avenue Boys? You weren't even born when they released this crap…"
Amber immediately feigned offense as she placed her drink down and stared at Chad as if he had just insulted her entire religion.
"Neither were you smartass, besides my mother always listened to this shit while I was growing up. I've learned to stomach it. I was just looking for your reaction that's all…."
She then took a sip and beckoned for Chad to sit down next to her, which he did, putting pizza on both of their plates. He couldn't help but scoff and shake his head as he did so.
"So how did I do? Did I pass your little test?"
Chad was just about to take a bite out of his pizza when Amber forced herself into his lap, and kissed him with a shot of whiskey in her mouth.
The heat of the liquor, and the sweetness of her tongue as it entertained with his own was more stimulation than he was expecting. Especially when her cheeks flushed red with arousal and intoxication.
All the while she began to grind against him. Whispering sweet nothings in his ear.
"Would I be dry humping you right now like a bitch in heat if you hadn't?"
Chad's heart raced as Amber's lips met his, the whiskey on her tongue igniting a fire within him.
He could feel her body pressing against his, her curves fitting perfectly into his embrace. The room spun slightly as he lost himself at the moment, the world outside fading away.
Amber's hands roamed over his body, tracing the lines of his muscles with a teasing touch.
She pulled back just enough to whisper in his ear, her breath hot and enticing. "You like that, don't you? You like being touched like this?"
Chad could only nod, his voice caught in his throat as he struggled to form words.
Amber smirked, her eyes glinting with mischief as she stood up and began to unbutton her shirt, revealing more of her creamy skin inch by inch.
She let the shirt fall to the floor, standing before him in nothing but her high-rise g-string, her body a vision of temptation.
Chad reached out, his hands trembling slightly as he cupped her breasts, feeling their weight and softness.
Amber gasped, her nipples hardening under his touch. She leaned into him, her lips finding his once more while she guided his hands lower, encouraging him to explore further.
Chad's fingers hooked into the waistband of her g-string, pulling it down slowly, revealing her completely.
He could feel her heat against his palms, her body trembling with anticipation. He looked up at her, his eyes meeting hers, seeking permission.
Amber's response was a sultry smile and a nod, her hands reaching for his belt. She unbuckled it deftly, her fingers working quickly to free him from his jeans.
Chad kicked them off, his body aching with need as he stood before her, fully exposed.
Amber pushed him gently onto the couch, straddling him as she positioned herself above him.
Chad's hands gripped her hips, his thumbs tracing circles on her soft skin. He could feel her wetness against him, her body ready and waiting.
Amber lowered herself onto him slowly, inch by inch, her eyes never leaving his.
Chad grunted, the sensation overwhelming as he filled her completely. She began to move, her hips rocking against his in a rhythm that was both teasing and torturous.
Chad's hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve and valley.
He could feel her muscles tensing and relaxing beneath his touch, her body responding to his every caress. Amber leaned down, her lips capturing his in a passionate kiss as she increased her pace, her movements becoming more urgent and desperate.
Chad could feel his control slipping, his body teetering on the edge of release. He gripped her hips tighter, his fingers digging into her flesh as he matched her rhythm, meeting her thrust for thrust.
Amber's breath came in short gasps, her body trembling as she neared her own climax. She threw her head back, her hair spilling over her shoulders as she cried out, her body convulsing around him.
The sight and feel of her sent Chad over the edge, his own release exploding through him in waves of pleasure.
They collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat and their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Chad held Amber close, his arms wrapped around her as he pressed gentle kisses to her shoulder. She nuzzled into him, a contented sigh escaping her lips.
After a moment, Chad pulled back, looking into her eyes with a mix of wonder and awe. "That was... incredible," he murmured, his voice hoarse with emotion.
Amber smiled, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest. "I'm glad you think so," she replied, her voice teasing. "Because I have a feeling that this is just the beginning of a very exciting night."
Chad grinned, his mind already racing with the possibilities. He pulled her closer, ready to explore every inch of her body and lose himself in her once more.
As they lay entangled, Chad's mind drifted to the system and the rewards it might offer. He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Amber, can I record this? I want to remember every moment."
Amber looked at him, a playful smirk on her lips. "What, you want me to be your little pornstar? That's kind of hot. Let's fucking do it."
With a mischievous glint in her eye, she reached for her phone, positioning it to capture their every move.
Chad watched, captivated by her confidence and the thrill of the moment, as they began to explore each other's bodies once more, the camera rolling to capture their passionate encounter.