Wednesday And Beyond

The next morning I awoke to the alarm. I could hear Amy moaning, as she tried frantically to switch it off. Once she was finally successful, I turned around to face her. I leaned in and kissed her gently.

"Morning Amy, sleep well?"

"All the better to wake up with you." And returned the kiss.

"Shower?" I asked, she smirked and shook her head. "Fuck?" This time she smiled and nodded her head vigorously.

"God, once were in bed, you have sex on the brain."

"I don't see you complaining, besides lying next to you, both of us naked, just drives me wild."

"I have to agree." And I grabbed her hand and pushed it between my legs. "Believe me now?"

"Well whatever you tell me, I will believe you, but proving it sometimes helps." She kissed me and her fingers began to move inside of me. "So can I try that new thing I wanted to do last night?"

"Sure, if you think we have time, if it works for me, I can try it with you if you want."

"I will hold you to that. Something that always seemed too erm, dirty, I have so wanted to try with you, especially last night. So if you don't mind, get on your knees." I did as she asked, with not a doubt of trust. If she asked me to piss on her right now I would have. Anything she wanted she could have. So I got on my knees, her fingers came out of me, but then she parted my legs slightly and she returned her fingers to their warm home.

"Your fingers feel so good in me, what's the view like?" Amy didn't respond. I looked back and Amy just looked like she was drooling at the sight of my ass. What a reaction, even better when I wiggled my ass from side to side, watching her eyes hypnotically follow its movement.

"God you have a great ass, just right." Her spare hand began to caress both cheeks, pinching them, rubbing them and at the end gave each cheek a little slap. "Oh so soft and luscious."

"What are you going to do?"

"This." And with that she used the spare hand to separate my cheeks and started to lick my asshole as her fingers began to speed up. It was a curious feeling for sure, but it was such a turn on. I moaned as loudly as I could as my head buried itself into my pillow to try and muffle the screams.

"Oh fuck Amy, this feels so good." I tired to keep my ass still, but with her fingers inside of me I had to move slightly, but Amy kept up and we managed to keep a rhythm going. "Your tongue is such an expert at many things." I told her as I got closer to my orgasm. My movements became harder and more erratic, but Amy kept up the best she could and I got closer, and closer, and closer, until finally.

"AMYYYYYYY." And then collapsed on the bed, I managed to stay awake this time, but wow. "Oh fuck Amy, that was so good." Once my breathing steadied, I sat up, and pointed at Amy to do the same. This brought a smile to her beautiful face, even bed head made her look attractive. I crawled on my knees to get behind her. Her ass was perfect; I rubbed it and slapped it hard, creating a little moan, something to remember for later, but for now, I spread her legs and slipped my fingers into her, 3 of them. As my fingers moved I spread her ass cheeks looking at her hole. I wasn't even nervous, I just dived in and started licking her hole, after a few minutes I even managed to push my tongue inside a little. This seemed to really excite Amy as she grabbed my hand from underneath, a sign to tell me that she wanted my hand to really fuck her.

"You like this don't you baby, you like my tongue slipping into your asshole." All she could do was moan in reply, very loudly as I returned my tongue. I managed to move harder into her, and even towards the end, managed to put all 4 fingers inside of her. This really drove her to the edge, but not before her moans had affected me so much, that I managed to rub my pussy against the back of her leg.

"Oh fuck Amy, I am close." Amy then screamed into the pillow, a short while later so did I. And we both collapsed into each other. It was nearly 7.15 and we had to move. Slowly I managed to get on my feet and helped Amy up, dragging her into the shower, which would have to be very quick. Amy finished in the shower quickly and after brushing her teeth, wrapped in just her towel, she had to go next door to her room for her clothes. Shortly afterwards I was finished, I quickly got dried and dressed, my hair was still damp but would have to do. Amy was already finishing her breakfast, but looked very smart in casual trouser suit.

"Sophie, when you talk to Melissa, try to be as discrete as possible, but let her know we are here only to help nothing more, don't give too much away about what we will talk about, just ask that we will explain all if she is willing to meet us," mom told me and I nodded in agreement. Amy soon left giving me a kiss on the lips and spoke in my ear, so that no one else could hear.

"I love you Sophie, this morning your tongue did fantastic work, I will see you later in class." She kissed me again, said goodbye to our parents, before heading out the door.

"Mom, dad, Amy said the nicest thing last night. She is very happy to be part of this family and that you have adopted her, that she wants to change her name to Amy Green."

"Really?" asked mom. I nodded. "Mark, maybe you can find out what she would need to do, if that is really what she wants to do?"

"And I thought this week was going to be quiet at work." Dad chuckled.

"Thank you both for all your support, it means so much to both of us, and hopefully Melissa." Soon we all helped tidy up the kitchen and headed out. Again Melissa was waiting when I reached her house. I still had not caught a glimpse of either of Melissa's family, not that I wanted to. As we walked I approached the subject of coming to my house.

"Melissa, do you think your mum minds that you hang around with me?" I asked timidly.

"Actually, she doesn't really know, I haven't told her," she replied.

"Can I ask why, not that I feel that not telling them about me makes me feel any less a friend. I just want to know, so that I don't feel like I am getting you in trouble if I am your friend."

"Sophie, it's not you, it's me, she has no idea who I am anymore. She never listens or pays attention to what I have said to her in years. So now I just don't bother. She doesn't seem at all interested in what I do."

"Well do you think you could come to my house tonight?" I offered

"What?" She seemed shocked at the suggestion.

"Well I want to be friends with you, and spend more time with you at my house, that's what friends do, and I don't think I would enjoy it at your house. Sorry."

"It is ok, I wouldn't want to go to my house either, so if your parents don't mind I would love to come to your house."

"To be honest with you, my parents suggested you visit. They want to meet you. I told them about you last night and as I said, I mentioned about finding your father and about getting you away from your mum."

"After all you told them, they still want me to come home with you tonight?"

"They have some ideas on how to help you, but would like you to discuss it with them directly, if you can trust them?"

"That sounds wonderful; you and your family sound great, I only wish mine could be that way."

"But there is something else Melissa. Someone else I want you to talk to, but you have to promise to keep it a secret?"

"Who is it?"

"Remember I told you about someone else who had a bad life with her parents and people around her, she told me she wants to help you as well, but telling you about her would mean you cannot tell anyone. I want to trust you Melissa and if you say you will keep it a secret, then I will tell you?"

"I promise that I will never tell anyone about anything, if you don't want me to. Whatever you say to me stays between us. Unless like yesterday either of us asks permission to tell others."

"That is all I needed to hear. My parents know a teacher at school, and kind of adopted her, because of her past. She has not been able to trust people and spent the past 8 years practically alone, no friends or anything. So about a week ago my parents offered her room at home to stay, to support her, like I have with you. We all need help sometimes and so far my parents have done me very proud. They really want to help you and my teacher."

"Your parents sound even better, I really can't wait to meet them and who is the teacher?" asked Melissa.

"Miss Taylor, my English teacher."

"I never had her as a teacher, but I do know who you mean. I see her in the library a lot. I don't see her with many teachers; I suppose having no friends makes you give up on people. But if she wants to help also, then obviously you and your parents have helped her very much."

"They have, Amy has changed so much in a week."

"Amy, is that her first name?" I can't believe I let that one slip.

"Yes, erm, I call her Amy when were in the house, we have become really good friends, like sisters."

"So does she help with your homework, I am terrible with English, she could help me when I visit?"

"Actually at home we are Amy and Sophie, not teacher student, so apart from asking how our day went, school is never, ever mentioned. This is very important to me that Amy is treated as a friend, not a teacher, I don't mean to sound harsh, but it must remain secret that Amy is not mentioned at school; especially that she lives with a student and her family. Please understand that we are trying to help each other and I really believe Amy can help you."

"If it is that important to you Sophie, Amy's name will never leave my lips outside your home, unless like now when we can talk without others listening. But at school, don't worry, I don't interact with teachers accept in class, so even though I might see her, I will just ignore her. I hope she understands that I mean nothing by it."

"She won't, we do the same, like this morning I have a class with her first thing, but we just act like normal in school, she is the teacher, I am the student. Nothing more." I finished as we had just arrived at school, I think I told her enough, none of it really a lie.

"So want to meet for lunch later at the usual place, and we could discuss me meeting your family tonight?" Melissa asked

"That would be great, till later then." This time she hugged me, which I returned before we went our separate ways.

As I entered class, I caught Amy's eye, and sent the message silently that things with Melissa were ok, surprisingly she seemed to understand, and gave me one slight nod which I understood, before returning to look around at the other students. I took my seat as normal at back as we went over Monday's homework. We had a group discussion about what we understood about the play we were reading. Then wrote some notes about what the class had discussed, before the bell finally went. I wasn't last to leave but I did say a quick bye to Miss Taylor and left for double science. After science I grabbed another sandwich and drink from the canteen before joining Melissa at our usual lunch spot, and then met again after school at the front gates.

I arrived at home just after 4 with Melissa. I went straight up to my room and thankfully Amy had thoroughly cleaned our room. I realised on the way home that our clothes were all over the floor, the bed needed sorting, the bathroom probably needed a quick clean, but I was also thinking about the smell of sex that may linger as now I kept the window closed. So I had texted her as a warning, just in case. But the room looked so good and smelled fresh, she must have started before I sent the text. I showed Melissa my room, she commented how nice and clean it was. I had to stifle a laugh. Then I took her downstairs to meet Amy and once they had arrived home from work, our parents. We entered the kitchen where Amy was just starting dinner.

"Want any help?" Amy turned and smiled nervously when she spotted Melissa. "Oh, and this is Melissa. Melissa this is Amy."

"Nice to meet you Melissa, Sophie has told us a lot about you, most of it good. Will you be staying for dinner?"

"Nice to meet you Amy, dinner sounds wonderful, if you don't mind? You and Sophie really know how to treat a person." Amy gave Melissa a brief hug.

"You are very welcome. Would either of you like a drink?"

"I would like a soda please, if you have got one?"

"Sure, Sophie milk as normal?" I nodded.

"Thanks Amy. So do you need help with dinner, I would like to help?"

"No, its ok, maybe set the table, I am keeping things simple tonight. Dad made a spare lasagne last week, so that's warming up in the oven and I am just doing some vegetables and potatoes to go with it."

"Lasagne is my favourite." I started setting out plates and guided Melissa to get another chair from upstairs from my room. As soon as I heard her walking up the stairs, I quickly walked up to Amy and kissed her, briefly, but nice all the same before returning to the table. A bit sneaky I agree, but I always looked forward to getting home and kissing Amy. Things remained cordial as my parents arrived home and then dinner was served. Amy talked discretely with Melissa while I spoke to mom and dad about work. When Amy was finished Melissa agreed to talk after dinner with all of us. When the kitchen was clean I took Melissa to the living room, still holding her hand for support we sat down together, whilst the adults sat across from us.

"So Melissa, no pressure, but do you feel ready to talk?" asked dad.

"I am, I want to thank everyone here for making me feel so welcome in your wonderful home. I know Sophie has mentioned that I am pretty much alone most of the time. I can't even remember when I last sat down to dinner as a family. In one day you have shown what a family should truly be. I feel so jealous of what Sophie has always had and what Amy now has. Amy told me during dinner that she felt nervous the first time she arrived here, but that you all made her feel so welcome that she never wanted to leave. She reminded me that, if nothing else you would just listen if need be, and that whenever I was ready to discuss it, then it would be. But I feel so comfortable here, that I feel like you are my family. So whenever you are ready, let's begin." Mom as usual started the conversation.

"Firstly thank you for being a friend to Sophie, she has missed so much of life by not having someone close, but now she has you, and hopefully you can both learn what having friends is all about."

"I think I have already figured that out," Melissa said as she turned to me with a smile. I smiled back.

"Good. Sophie has explained that you have an unhappy home life. As I told Sophie I really do not like to speak ill of people, so I apologise because your mother is one of them. I know your mother and her reputation quite well, although I have never really talked to her, but I have seen how bad she can be around people. I can only imagine what your step-dad is like, if he is willing to stick around with her. Now you have had a tough time with making friends because of your mum's antics, I do not wish to say bad things about your mum, but she has a most terrible influence on people. We felt we should talk together and think up a way to help you. I believe it is in your best interests that your mother does not find out you are discussing this with us, with anyone for that matter."

"Ok, I agree, I realise that maybe I have put you all in a very tough position. And that if she were to find out about this, she could cause you all so much trouble, it means a lot that you are taking such a risk. I trust you all if you really can help, and I really do wish it could be easier, but I do so want to get away from her and I hope my dad can help do that." She was crying now so I held her close, rubbing her back, trying to ease the pain she was feeling. Reminding her that she would see him soon, that we would try our best to help.

"Melissa, I have made contact with someone who knows where your father is," said dad, shocking everyone. This was amazing that he had not told us this already.

"But, that is great, where is he, will he come for me?" Melissa asked, Dad seemed a bit saddened.

"Melissa, your mother has made it extremely difficult for your father to maintian contact with you, she just has such a hold over him, it is going to be extremely difficult to get him here or to even get you away from your mother. He is willing to fight for you, but is very afraid of what your mother will do. So please see this as a small positive, but not a solution as of yet. My friend is passing messages to your dad, and he gets in touch when he can, but only to my friend. He does not trust anybody else in this town, even you Melissa. He feels that you may have grown up like your mother. So he is still in hiding for the time being, but eventually I believe he will meet you. My friend assures me, it will take some persuading but it will happen soon."