Literotic asexstories – Amy – Day 04-05 by d1rty0ldMan74,d1rty0ldMan74
Author’s Note: I want to thank everyone for their kind words for the previous installment of Amy. I put a lot of emotion into that installment and as the summer goes on for Amy and Dave and their families, I hope to keep that going. I’m going to be slow in getting things going, I’m afraid. I have another writing gig that will be taking us some time and of course my real job which just lives to get in the way. But we’ll keep going together. Thank you all.
“… Wise men say
Only fools rush in
But I can’t help falling in love with you…”
From “Can’t Help Falling in Love With You” by Elvis Presley
Amy: Day Four
Once again, I woke up alone. I looked at my clock and saw it was 9:30. “Damn,” I thought, “I slept pretty hard.” I figured Amy must have woken up early and snuck out of the room in case Clare or Chris woke up.
I got up and took a quick shower and by the time I got dressed and downstairs I found Amy, Lys, and Clare sitting around the table drinking coffee. I could hear Chris in the living room watching the television.
“Morning folks,” I said to everyone. “Morning, Sis,” I said to Amy giving her a pat on the head. “How’d you sleep?”
She gave me a warning glance and said that she slept just fine. I caught the eyeroll Lys gave me but thankfully nobody else did.
“Where is the Doc,” I asked.
“She’s working from six to midnight. They called her in early,” Lys explained.
For several minutes the four of us sat eating in silence. Nobody was saying a word, we all just sat staring at each other and our places. We simply ate and nobody said a damn word. I wasn’t sure what the hell was going on but this seemed to be the next level of awkward. “Fuck,” I thought, “Clare must have heard us last night and said something.”
I opened my mouth to say something, anything, when Clare pointed at Amy and I while chewing. Oh fuck. I resolved not to lie. Amy and I looked at each other and I could see her agreement.
Clare swallowed her food and said, “You two couldn’t shut up yesterday and now its all awkward-city. Did one of you see the other naked or something?”
Lys made a noise that sounded close to “snerk”. Amy and I looked at each other and when our eyes met, we burst out laughing.
“Oh shit,” Clare exclaimed, “you did! One of you walked in on the other naked! Oh that’s so gross!”
Lys’s snickering noise changed to full, throaty laughter. At this point I was laughing so hard I was crying and gasping for breath.
“Clare,” Amy hissed, “keep your voice down. And don’t swear.”
Clare looked at her mother and said, “Oh my God! It was you! You walked in on Uncle Dave while he was naked! EWW! Brother-dick!”
“Clare!”
From the other room we heard Chris call out, “Mom! Did Clare just call me a dick?”
All four of us around the table erupted into fresh laughter. Fighting through the laughter, Lys asked Amy when she had to head home.
“Sometime after lunch, I suppose,” Amy replied.
“Do you have to leave that early? Stay through dinner and I’ll take Clare and Chris to the parade and carnival in town,” Lys offered.
I looked at Amy hopefully. Clare brightened up and even Chris tore himself from the television. Both made it clear they wanted to spend the day with Lys.
“Okay, sounds good,” Amy said, causing Chris to cheer. He ran upstairs to finish getting dressed.
We quickly cleaned up breakfast and Lys and the kids left for the parade.
Once we were alone, I asked Amy if she’d like to go to the parade as well.
“I would not,” she replied.
“Any thoughts on what you would like to do today?”
“Well,” Amy said thoughtfully, “for starters I think I’d like some more of that brother-dick.”
“Oh,” I laughed, “you would, would you?”
“Oh absolutely,” Amy said, pulling me toward her and kissing me.
The doorbell rang.
“Motherfuckers,” I said.
Amy asked, “Can we ignore it?”
It rang again.
“Fucking Assholes.”
“How do you know who it is,” she asked looking at the door.
“There are only two troglodytes that ever ring that fucking doorbell.”
It rang for a third time. Amy left my embrace and went to the door. She opened it and there they were: Dean and Cal. Butt and Head themselves.
“Hi,” Dean said cheerfully as he and Cal shuffled in. No invitation was extended, of course, they just came right in, anyway.”
“Wow,” Cal said, “you’re answering the door like you live here already. How’d you get him to be so nice to you?” Oh: If he only knew.
Dean said, “We’d hoped to see you before you went home. We tried to call David, but he didn’t answer.” Yeah well, that would be because I have their numbers set to never actually ring.
“She only lives in New Paltz, Dean. We can pretty much see her whenever we want,” I said.
“Sure,” Cal said, “but how often will the whole family be together like this?” My brothers sure as shit weren’t interested in having the whole family together when it was just me. Assholes.
“You mean literally like yesterday,” I almost growled.
Amy gave me a quick look that clearly said, “Its okay,” and somehow it you know what? It was.
Under the best of circumstances being with Dean and Cal would have me short tempered and snapping in fifteen minutes; especially Cal who treated me the worst of the two of them.
Amy had a way with our brothers. They remained polite and their usual, “we’re older so we know better” attitudes were left at the door. I wouldn’t say I enjoyed the conversation that took place. I kept quiet most of the time but outside of wanting to get in one more romp with Amy before she left for home, I wasn’t in a hurry to see Cal and Dean through the door. I even sprung for lunch as the afternoon went on.
Cal and Dean finally left late in the afternoon. I looked at my watch and it said it was damn near 5:00. We had as much as an hour and as little as five minutes before Lys and the kids got back. It wasn’t nearly safe enough time for action.
“I’m sorry we didn’t get the alone time we wanted, David, but I did have a good day talking to Dean and Cal.” I’m pretty certain that that sentence had never been said before.
I grunted a reply. I couldn’t argue that it was a nice day and that spooked the fuck out of me. I hadn’t had a nice day with either of my brothers since…well since ever.
“Yeah,” I reluctantly said, “I suppose they can be descent when they want to be.” Just never to me.
Amy walked over to the stereo and turned it on. I really didn’t think it worked anymore. Nobody had used it since Grace. It came right on and Amy found a station playing slow songs. She pulled me out of my chair and into her arms and we started slowly dancing to the music. I held her close to me reveling in how good she felt and how good she smelled and how right this all was.
She laughed softly and said, “Look at this: we met only three days ago and you’ve had me on two dates, taken me to meet the family, and now you’ve taken me dancing.”
“Oh, is that all I’ve done?”
“No, not even close,” Amy said. “Christopher stopped doing anything close to romantic after we slept together the first time. Every time we got together after that was just sex.”
“Well, I can understand that. You are simply the sexiest woman alive.”
Amy sighed and rested her head on my chest. We moved slowly to the music as she snuggled in even closer. As we danced the tune on the radio changed to an old Elvis tune; one of his ballads.
I sang the opening lines to Amy as Elvis crooned them.
“Wise men say
Only fools rush in
But I can’t help falling in love with you.”*
“That’s not fair,” Amy said.
“What do you mean?”
“You have a really good voice and if I was any wetter, I’d need a towel.”
“Oh really,” I smiled, “is that because of me?”
“You know damn well it is,” she said quietly and kissed me.
I decided I had to make a play to keep her around a little longer. “Seriously, Amy. By the time the kids get back and we all have dinner you’re all going to be exhausted. Stay the night and leave in the morning.”
Amy chuckled and asked, “Then tomorrow morning you’ll say, ‘leave after lunch?'”
“Nope. I promise. Get up, eat breakfast, and head out. I won’t interfere. I have to get work done tomorrow, too.”
“Promise?”
“I swear,” I said and punctuated it with a kiss.
The door between the kitchen and the garage opened and then the kitchen door itself flew open. Chris came running in. He wrapped his arms around his mom and launched into a 70 mile per hour explanation of their day. Lys and Clare followed soon after looking happy and tired.
“How was your afternoon,” Lys asked me.
“Cal and Dean came over,” I replied.
“Ouch. Sorry.” Lys put a box of frozen burgers on the table and said, “We ran into Rose and Steven at the carnival. They’re coming over.”
Nodding, I walked over to the deck door and went outside. I uncovered the grill and started it up. Coming back in, I grabbed my grill tools and the burgers and went back outside. Maybe I couldn’t cook but I was a mean grill-man.
“What are you doing,” Lys asked.
“Grilling,” I said. “I am capable of grilling burgers, you know.”
Lys stood there, open-mouthed. She said to Amy, “He hasn’t touched that grill in years. He…”
Lys choked on her words as she became overwhelmed. Lys hugged Amy. “I know Sophie already said this but thank you. This is all you. You did this for him.”
Clare followed me out to the deck and looked at the hot tub. “Does that work?”
I looked over my shoulder and nodded. “Be right back,” she said.
Clare ran upstairs and came down a few minutes later in a swimsuit. I learned later that her grandparents had a pool, so Clare was always prepared. She popped the lid off, turned on the jets, and climbed in. “Yup. I could live here.”
Rose and Steven came in through the front door a few minutes later and Rose stopped dead when she heard the music.
“Who turned that on? I didn’t know it even worked anymore.”
“I did,” Amy said. “I even got your dad to dance with me.”
Rose looked at Lys who confirmed that yes, I was dancing with my sister when they came home. Lys pointed at the deck and Rose poked her head out and saw me at the grill.
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