Busty Amber Ch. 06

All characters in my stories are aged 18 and over.

This chapter is part of a series and contains a number of references to a character in Chapter 5. I would suggest that if you haven't already read Chapter 5, that you read it first before embarking on Chapter 6 as it will make a lot more sense.

Whilst using his audio editing programme to make a printable version of the 'Colin Barratt' story that Amber had acquired that afternoon, Jonathan had been shocked to the core! Amber had completely forgotten about the dictaphone being on and of course, it had recorded not just the interview but all the sordid goings on inside Colin's house! The battery had run out just after Amber had crawled over to the sofa and as Colin had commanded her to 'lie down on there', it had cut out so he didn't know whether the old man had fucked her or if she'd managed to get away.

Not much shocked Jonathan. He was a self confessed dirty old man and he knew that most people would be totally horrified to learn of the kind of thoughts he had and the things he'd done in his life (and still did) but it was the fact that he could hear exactly how Colin had coerced Amber into cooperating with his filthy requests that both shocked him and turned him on at the same time. Amber was innocent. She couldn't even take a compliment properly and with her stacked figure, she was therefore, a complete cock rousing contradiction. But he could hear the perverse excitement in Colin's voice. The way he'd humiliated the girl by asking her what her bra size was, which he himself had done on her first day at work. The way he made overt sexual remarks at her knowing that she would be embarrassed. But the thing that turned him on the most, was when Colin had asked Amber to ask him to squeeze her big tits because she knew he'd love them to which Colin had replied, 'of course I'll squeeze your tits if that's what YOU want me to do'. Genius! The man had totally turned it round so that his filthy desires could play out because Amber TOLD him that they could.

Obviously, he'd listened to the whole thing. He'd heard Amber ask the old man to stop on many occasions but he'd also cum twice whilst listening. Once when Colin had forced her to watch his DVD and again when he'd heard the sound of Amber slurping at his cock.

Now much as Jonathan had been turned on by the whole thing, he was now left in a predicament. You see, Jonathan's plan all along had been to surreptitiosuly and casually 'woo' Amber, slowly but surely over the months she had worked for him. He'd done this by leaving flowers for her, complimenting her, popping little boxes of chocolates on her desk for her and just yesterday, sending her out on her first assignment and promising promotion in the new year. All this was leading up to him asking her to be his girlfriend. He knew he had to do it slowly so as not to rouse any apprehension in her and he knew that the only way he'd get to fuck her brains out was if she thought they were a couple, together for real, in a relationship. He figured that Amber wouldn't be bothered about age because she would jump at the chance of having her first boyfriend. He certainly wasn't worried about the age difference. 18 and 62 was total perfection for him, having never 'had' an 18 year old girl before and certainly not any woman as sexy and stacked as Amber. His problem was - had Colin actually fucked her? Had he taken her virginity and fucked her or had she managed to get away. Damn that the battery on the dictaphone had run out.

Of course, Jonathan had no idea that Amber's virginity had been taken some time back and whilst he did want to be the first to take her, he knew he'd still take her even if he wasn't the first. No, the thing that was bothering him more than that was that he knew how totally sexy and irrestible she was and would be to other men as well and he didn't want her being so easy for other men to 'persuade'. He didn't want her giving in to any passing bloke who felt like chancing his arm. He wanted her and he wanted her only for himself. He wouldn't mind other men looking and even lusting after her, in fact, that made him feel really horny but as far as touching and having her - he had to own Amber for himself.

He'd managed to cobble together a version of the interview for print and whilst doing that he had another idea that he could use within his plan. Using the audio editing tools, he put together another version of the interview but edited out all the bits where Amber had begged Colin to leave her alone, to let her leave and to stop being so rude. He saved it and deleted the original. If his plan didn't pan out quite as he wanted it to, he would play the audio to Amber and ask her to explain why she willingly gave herself to the filthy old man knowing that she wouldn't be able to deny that she had because all of her protestations had been edited out. He wanted to put her in a position where she felt like she had to earn her way back into his affections (or 'respect' as he'd call it when he eventually confronted her). First though, he wanted her to feel comfortable, happy and like nothing was afoot so continued with his plan.

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"Aah, Amber." Jonathan found himself walking behind his beautiful employee down the corridor. She was walking fairly swiftly and he watched, mesmorised by the movement of her buttocks in the tight, cream bootcut trousers she was wearing. They hugged her backside and thighs tightly and flared out generously from the knee downwards with the hems swaying just on the instep of her black ankle boots. He couldn't see a knicker outline so figured she was wearing a g-string. Thinking about there just being a piece of cream fabric between him and her bare backside was taunting his mind as he imagined her naked and bent over, offering her sexy rump out to him. She turned slightly to acknowledge him.

"Oh, hello Mr Taylor, how are you?"

Despite the fact that her black roll neck sweater was dark and high-necked, the way it clung to her huge bust and the fact that Jonathan had just been afforded a glimpse of the side of her large rack as she turned to greet him was more than enough to send a wave of lust straight into his lower stomach. He sped up so he could walk next to her.

"Oh, I'm fine thank you Amber, just fine. In fact, I feel much better for seeing you this chilly Friday morning, you're looking very smart as always. Nice sweater" He smiled, glancing across at her breasts, which were bouncing quite quickly beneath her top as she strode purposefully along the corridor. He felt his cock twinge. Fuck! Nearly 6 months on and he wanted her more than ever.

"Oh, thank you Mr Taylor, that's very kind of you. It's a far cry from summer isn't it. Much colder now. Sweaters are much better for me in this weather."

'Mmmm, yes. And the way you FILL your sweaters is much better for me to,' Jonathan thought to himself as he walked alongside the busty girl.

"Amber, would you come into my office for a few moments please, I just want to speak to you about something?"

"Sure Mr Taylor."

There was a time when Amber would have felt scared at such a request, automatically assuming she'd done something wrong but she'd worked for Jonathan for so long now and he'd been so kind and caring towards her that she didn't think that way anymore and was actually quite confident whenever he requested her come into his office.

"Sit down. Make yourself comfortable."

Amber sat down and crossed her legs as Jonathan sat down on the other side of his desk. He looked across at her crossed thighs. Some of the cream trouser fabric around the crotch area had wedged itself into her crease. He couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to lick and taste her fresh, young labia.

"OK my dear well, two things really. Firstly - the interview you took yesterday from Colin Barratt..."

"Y... yes?"

Amber felt a little shot of fear hit her stomach. Had Jonathan found out what had happened? Had Mr Barratt told someone? Visions of the awful afternoon came flooding back to her. She could see herself lying on her back with the ugliest, fattest and dirtiest man she had ever seen grinning evily above her. She could almost feel his sweat and saliva dripping onto her face again. She lowered her gaze, not wanting to look at her boss in case he would be able to read the truth from her eyes.

"Well, I just wanted to say what an amazing job you did. It came out very well and was printed in time and people will be reading it today and hopefully, the campaign to keep Mr Barratt in his home will succeed."

Amber immediately felt a huge weight lift from her shoulders.

"Oh, thank you. THANK YOU Mr Taylor. Thank you SO much."

"You're welcome my dear. Credit where it's due. And you remember what I said would happen if you nailed the interview don't you? Well, come 1st January, you'll be a fully fledged journalist. How does that sound?"

"Oh my word!! Oh Mr Taylor! I... I don't know what to say, I'm just SO grateful. Thank you SO much and, thank you for the opportunity. If you hadn't come along to get your shoes shined that day, I'd never have got this job. Thank you."

'And if your tits weren't that big you'd never have got this job either,' Jonathan thought to himself, stealing another appreciative look at his young employee's generously filled sweater as she continued rapturing in excitement.

"I'm not going to sort it all out now because we're right on top of Christmas but I'll put the company announcement out in the new year and you'll be given stories to cover as and when they arise OK?"

"Yes! Yes, of course Mr Taylor. Thank you again SO much."

"Right, well, I said there was a couple of things so now - the second one..."

"Oh yes. I'd forgotten in all the excitement!" Amber beamed, uncrossing her legs and clasping her hands together on her lap.

"This one's a bit more personal but all in good spirit so I hope you'll take it as such." Jonathan looked at her face which was still bright and happy from news of her promotion.

"Yes! Yes! What is it?"

"I'd like to invite you to dinner with me Amber. Tonight at Albertos in town. My way of saying thank you for being such a tremendous asset not just to me but the whole team here. I do hope you'll accept?" He watched her face expectantly.

"Me? Albertos?! But that's so... well, so expensive I've heard. My parents won't even go there because they said even just for a bottle of wine it costs..."

"AMBER! Amber. Money is no object to me my dear. We only live once and if we work hard enough to make good money, we need to make sure we enjoy it. It's not for you to worry about my money so... what do you think? Will you do me the honour of having dinner with me?"

"Oh yes! Yes of course I will! How... where... when...?"

"Don't worry about that. Will you permit me to send you a text message with the time and details in it?"

"Oh yes, yes of course, that's fine. Oh, thank you Mr Taylor. I've never been to Albertos or anywhere like it before."

"Right - so here's what I want you to do," he stretched out his hand and passed her an envelope. "I want you to take this, take the afternoon off, and go into town. I want you to buy yourself a brand new dress, some shoes and go to the hairdressers named on the little bit of paper inside and get your hair done. They know me there so they'll look after you. If there's anything left over, you could even buy yourself some new underwear but I'll leave that up to you, ha!"

"Oh Mr Taylor, I don't know what to say! Are you sure? This is so much, and just for me?" Amber couldn't believe her boss's generousity.

"Trust me - you've earned it my dear. Just do me the honour of turning up looking as beautiful as you always do for me and I'm sure we'll have a wonderful evening." He smiled and stood up, gesturing Amber toward the door to start her afternoon of shopping.

"Thank you Mr Taylor. I... I'll see you tonight at Albertos."

Amber went to fetch her bag and coat and caught the bus into town. She headed for the shopping park that Howard had driven her and Sophie to all those months ago. It felt cold as she hurried inside, liking the warm air as it hit her just inside the doors. There was a shop she had often walked past but never been into before. It always had amazing dresses in the window. She thought they looked like the kind of dresses that celebrities would wear. She'd often admired them but had never had anywhere to wear one herself. She looked in her bag and felt for the envelope Jonathan had given her and looked inside. £500.00!! She couldn't believe it! Surely she must have the most generous boss ever. Tentatively, she pushed the door to the shop and a bell rang as she walked inside. She began to peruse the rails of dresses and after thumbing through a few, found one that really appealed to her. She pulled it out. It was a long, sheath-like gown with a large split to one side. Made of a deep red fabric that felt like silk but which was slightly thicker and stretchier, it was gathered at the waist and held together there by a large silver coloured metal ring. The bodice was plain but strapless. Amber had never worn anything strapless before and was debating about whether to put it back because of bra issues. Interrputing her thoughts, an assistant approached her.

"It's a beautiful dress isn't it?" A young woman in her mid 20s smiled as Amber gazed over the dress.

"Y... yes. I really like it but..."

"You can try it on if you like. Make sure it suits you before you buy it but I'm sure it will." The woman looked Amber up and down and already knew she was a slim girl so the dress was likely to look amazing on her. "Over here." She beckoned Amber to go over to the fitting room. "Just give me a shout if you need anything - I'm Becca."

Once inside, Amber drew the curtain across, removed her coat and began to undress. Soon enough, in just her white g-string and bra, Amber was stepping into the long dress and pulling it upwards over her body. She felt it glide smoothly over her hips and looked in the mirror. It stuck to her 36 inch hips like glue and really emphasised the curve of them. The long split in the skirt part came a bit more than halfway up her left thigh which she thought was quite high. As she pulled it further up she had to lift it outward to get it over her bust but once she'd done that and released the fabric, it hugged her breasts like a second skin. The only thing she didn't like was her bra straps which she felt totally spoiled the look.

"How you doing in there?" Becca called in to her.

"Err... OK, I think. I'm not sure if..."

Suddenly, the curtain swished back and Becca was within a couple of feet of her.

"Oh my word! You look stunning! That dress was totally MADE for you!"

Amber felt flattered but was still not convinced because of the bra situation.

"These, just look..." She pointed at the bra straps sticking up beyond the strapless bodice of the dress.

"Don't worry about that, that's easily sorted," she breezed, "You just need a strapless bra. Have you got one?"

"N... no, I haven't."

"That's OK. Look, d'you know that shop along the way - 'Naturelle'?"

Amber did know the shop as she'd been in there with Sophie and bought an underwear set before. The set that Howard had had his dirty hands all over when he'd rifled through her shopping bag trying to find out her bra size.

"Well, I'm sure they'll have just what you're looking for. I'll give them a ring and see if they can run one down here and you can try it to save you getting dressed going somewhere else and getting all undressed again, OK?"

"Oh, thanks. Thanks a lot."

"That's OK. So, I need your bra size and your shoe size?"

"30F and size 5," Amber replied, puzzled over why she would need her shoe size.

"Why don't you try these whilst you're waiting?" The girl handed Sophie a pair of black stiletto gladiator type sandals. The heels were about 4 inches high and they had very long ties that criss crossed from the ankle all the way up the calf. Amber had never see a pair of shoes like it before but preceded to put them on whilst she waited for the underwear. She heard the assistant talking on the phone.

"Yeah... strapless in a 30F. I know, I know, but can you see if you've got anything?" Becca was responding to the assistant at the lingerie store who was questioning whether breasts that needed an F cup bra were right for a strapless garment. "Aaah thanks. See you in a minute."

"She's on her way down. Won't be long."

"Thanks," Amber called back. She was now standing in front of the mirror in the dress and shoes. The high split at the front of the dress showing off the entire high-tied shoe on her left leg looked incredibly sexy but she wasn't sure it was her. Rustling and chatter disrupted her thoughts as without warning, the curtain was pulled open.

"This is Claire from 'Naturelle'. I'll leave you two to it for a minute. Let me know when you're done."

Claire smiled at Amber.

"Hi honey, I've managed to find a strapless bra in a size 30F but to be honest, it's not anything very pretty because we just don't get asked for them in this size. It's really unusual. Your boobs are really big for such a skinny girl!" Claire stared appreciatively at Amber's large bust. Being bisexual, she was more than able to appreciate a good pair of tits and for a few seconds, she imagined being in a threesome with her boyfriend and Amber. She'd watch and frig herself as her boyfriend squeezed Amber's big tits around his cock, moaning loudly as his shaft was enveloped by tits a couple of sizes bigger than her own.

"OK, if you slip the dress down and take your bra off, we'll put this one on. Like I said, it's just plain white and there's a very thin layer of padding on the cups because obviously, if you're gonna go strapless, you don't want everything falling out do you? Ha! Also, for the E cups upwards, there's a double wiring underneath just to give a bit of extra support. That OK?"

"Yes, that's fine." Amber lifted the dress outwards and over her bust and pulled it down.

"Oh wow!" Claire couldn't help but gasp as Amber's large, lace covered breasts came into full view.

"Oh you really are so very busty... and pretty aren't you?" Claire quickly added the word 'pretty' into her sentence just in case Amber had any thoughts that Claire might be lusting after her. It couldn't have been further from Amber's mind. She felt comfortable knowing that Claire was female and pushed her bra straps off of her shoulders. Claire gasped again. Amber's huge bust had hardly moved as the straps were released. She could see the outline of her large areola through the lace and felt her clit twinge.

"Here, let me help with the hook." Claire stepped behind Amber, unfastened her bra and rather too slowly, slid it from her chest. She looked ahead into the mirror completely stunned as Amber's huge, bare, firm breasts and perfectly shaped nipples reflected back at her. She reached down, pressing a couple of fingers into the crotch of her jeans, still silently staring at the most amazing breasts she'd ever seen.

"Erm, do you have the strapless bra?" Amber asked quietly, looking around the small cubicle.

"Oh, err, yes. Sorry about that but you really are a very beautiful girl." Claire left it there as she didn't want Amber to think she was hitting on her but she was genuinely astounded by the size and firmness of her young bust and almost speechless at how it jutted proudly from her slim frame.

"Here, if you lean forward, I'll fit it for you."

Claire held out the large cups in front of Amber and took the full weight of her breasts as she bent forward, squeezing ever so slightly to ensure the fabric was snug against her flesh. Amber felt the lightly padded, silky inner lining of the bra cups touch her skin as Claire's fingers pressed a little harder into the fabric.