Chapter 16

Toby was on cloud nine the following day and could hardly wait to go over to Northolt to tell Andrew and Emma all about his evening. He found them in the pool and joined them at once. They were highly amused by his obviously boundless enthusiasm for his new girlfriend and were most interested when Toby told them about her involvement in the “Pussycat”.

‘Ah, I know her,’ said Andrew at once, ‘Well I mean I don’t know her exactly, but I’ve seen her at the “Pussycat” lots of times.’

‘You have?’ queried Emma.

‘Yes, you know the one. Very long black hair, rather oriental looking. She’s the most fantastic dancer, but she’s almost always on her own. We’ve sat and watched her and wondered who she could be.’

‘So we have,’ agreed Emma, ‘I remember her now. You were all for going over and asking her for a dance once.’

‘You wouldn’t let me,’ laughed Andrew.

‘That’s not like you, Em. You’re not a jealous person,’ observed Toby.

‘It depends on the competition,’ replied Emma, ‘And you didn’t see the look of naked lust on his face.’

‘Me?’ Andrew endeavoured to look innocent and the others laughed at him.

‘So when are you seeing her again?’ asked Emma.

‘Tonight.’

‘Are you dining out again?’

‘Amber insists that she’s going to treat me to a curry.’

Andrew nodded approvingly.

‘How nice to find a girl who’ll pay her way,’ he said.

Emma swam over and ducked him under the water, the implication of his remark not escaping her for one moment.

‘It isn’t true. It isn’t true,’ he cried hastily as he emerged spluttering and coughing, ‘Emma’s purse is always open.’

‘You’re never going to be able to keep up this lavish style of entertainment, Toby,’ commented his girlfriend.

‘Very true,’ agreed Toby, ‘Not until after I start work, anyway. I think we’ll have to make it once a fortnight or something. It’ll be back to a visit to the cinema and fish and chips in the car. Mind you we can always go to the “Pussycat”. That doesn’t cost us anything and even the drinks are free.’

‘I thought you didn’t like dancing,’ frowned Andrew.

‘I’m not that keen, I must admit, but Amber obviously adores it and she’s a pleasure to watch. Ooh, the way she moves - it’s a real turn on.’

‘Will you go on there tonight?’ asked Andrew casually.

‘Yes I expect so. We’re going to the “Curry House” in Melvesham to eat and it’s only just around the corner.’

‘Good. You might see us there then. I should rather like to be introduced to the luscious Miss Monies. I might even get that dance I’ve been wanting.’

Emma sighed heavily, ‘I shall have to get out his chastity belt again,’ she observed drily.

Amber was ready and waiting for him when Toby pulled into the drive of “Hill House” that evening. She was wearing perhaps the shortest dress that he had ever seen and as she bent over to pick up her handbag off the floor he realised that he could see her panties. Toby thought to himself how lucky he was to be exactly the right age to properly appreciate the short fashions and wondered how much longer they could last.

Their meal at the “Curry House” was excellent. As Amber was evidently something of an expert when it came to Indian food, Toby let her order for them both and he was very taken by what she chose. As he confided to her afterwards, he usually came away from a curry meal with his mouth on fire, but she had shown him an entirely new selection of Indian cuisine, none of which had made his eyes water in the slightest. They sauntered along the road to the “Pussycat” hand in hand and at first sat in the special lounge area, which was away from the direct blare of the music, to let their meal go down a little. At last Amber decided that she wanted to dance and the first people that Toby saw when they hit the floor were Andrew and Emma. He pointed them out to Amber and they made their way through the throng to say “hello”. Andrew got his dance with Amber, in fact he had several before the four of them retired to the bar to rest and have something to drink.

Because of the continuous noise the foursome were not able to exchange much in the way of conversation. When Andrew and Emma decided to leave, at about half past ten, they asked Toby and Amber if they would like to accompany them back to Northolt for coffee. Toby was keen for his new girlfriend to meet Andrew’s parents and for her part, Amber seemed quite happy to tag along. When they reached home, Andrew and Emma took their friends in to introduce Amber to the Tom and Jackie and the foursome then adjourned to the kitchen to have coffee. Emma had made a chocolate cake that morning, as her boyfriend had a particular liking for such delicacies, so it was duly produced, sliced and handed round.

They were sitting chatting amiably when Emma suddenly noticed the ring that Amber was wearing on the third finger of her right hand.

‘Oh, Amber, isn’t that pretty!’ she exclaimed, reaching over and taking the girl’s hand in her own to have a closer look at it. When she felt the touch of Emma’s hand, to her intense mortification Amber experienced a hot thrill in her groin. She felt wobbly inside and was unable to draw away. She was sure that everyone’s eyes were upon her and that they knew what was happening to her. Although she wanted to break the contact, she couldn’t bear to and sat motionless while Emma scrutinised the item of jewellery on her finger.

‘It’s an amber,’ she managed to say, ‘Daddy gave it to me for my fifteenth birthday.’

‘How appropriate,’ said Emma, looking into her face and then back at the ring. She released Amber’s hand and the girl felt so weak that she thought she might faint. She managed to get to her feet.

‘Do you think I might use the bathroom?’ she asked.

Standing up, Andrew courteously took her through to the guest suite and showed her to the bathroom. He left her to it and returned to the others in the kitchen. As soon as she was alone Amber quickly stripped off her dress and panties. Standing in front of the mirror she plunged her hand between her legs and began to masturbate frantically. In less than two minutes she climaxed strongly, grasping the edge of the basin with her free hand to stop herself falling as her knees buckled beneath her. Just as quickly, she dressed again and after washing her hands she took her brush from her handbag and groomed her hair carefully. Before she turned away from the mirror she gazed at her reflection.