Split Lives

After graduating college and still being single, I had opted to focus on financial wealth. I dated in college but things ended up being either my fault or the girls' fault. I had always thought college would of been the place I would meet my wife. Fate had other plans....

I landed a decent paying job in the same city I had gone to college. I saved up most of my first years' salary to make a down payment on a small house on the west side. It was a good deal since it was in an area that was in the beginning stages of renewed development. The house needed loads of work. I moved into it and started the remodeling project. I poured all my spare time into working on it. Nights and weekends I worked tirelessly on making it into a nice modest home. When I finished the upstairs, in about ten months time. A friend, Amy, moved in with me. I had met her during my college days. She had just graduated and found a job with an advertising firm. She was short, curvy, and bubbly. Amy had long curly brown hair, sparkling brown eyes, a great big smile and lips, nice tan body and was usually the energy in the room kind of gal. I gave her a good deal. She paid me a very reasonable rent in return for her being responsible for cooking us dinner most nights. Amy was a very good cook.

Amy was seeing a guy but her took a job in another state. He was not very happy that Amy had moved in with me. Amy on the other hand was perfectly fine with living with me. We had always gotten along in our social group. In just a few months after moving in, Amy's boyfriend dumped her just before December. She was crushed. That night she wept in my arms. I held her and instinctively kissed her head. Amy looked up at me and before we knew what was happening...we were kissing. The kissing quickly turned into touching. Clothes were discarded as we continued to kiss. I laid Amy down on my bed and performed oral on her. Amy squealed in delight. I eventually made my way up her body. Amy looked at me with her big brown eyes, she was shaking nervously as my tip rubbed up between her legs. She whispered asking if I really wanted this. I nodded and we kissed. Amy guided me inside her. She moaned and cringed from the thickness of my shaft. I slowly penetrated into her. Amy groaned as she tried to smile explaining how huge I was. I pumped gently into her while looking into her eyes. Amy squeezed my hard ass and ran her tiny hands up my back. We went very slow. We looked at each other breathing heavy. I told her I was close and intended to pull put but Amy surprised me when she pulled me down on her as she attempted to wrap her thick toned thighs around me. I unloaded into her. My body jerked hard with every pump of my seeds gushed into her. Once completed she held me fast until the last of my convulsions had ended. Our bodies glistening with sweat as I rolled over onto my side. I spooned Amy until we both drifted asleep. The next morning, I awoke super hard. Amy was rubbing her nicely shaped ass back into me. She turned around and mounted me. She rode me as I enjoyed her big floppy tits with my hands. She rode me for a while until I flipped her over onto her back and finished her off more vigorously in the missionary position.

We enjoyed showering together and quickly got ready for work. We kissed and hugged as we parted ways. As I drove off, I began to wonder if this was just a one time thing. Amy had gone through a terrible break up and we had just had sex right after. I could sense Amy's plight as she had just gotten off the most confusing ten hours of an emotional rollercoaster ride of her life. I tried my best not to overthink it by pouring myself into my work. I got home before Amy did that evening after work. I changed and went downstairs to work on framing for the bathroom for the spare bedroom. I was half expecting Amy to rush downstairs and hug me when she got home. Instead, I got quite the opposite. Amy her not come home after work. I worked through dinner on the basement and even at almost eleven at night she had yet to come home. I showered hoping Amy would barge in a join me but nothing. I went to bed thinking she may join me. I fell asleep later only to hear her enter the house at a much later hour. She quietly made her way to her room and she locked her bedroom door. I went back to sleep somewhat saddened and relieved.