Neighbors Ch. 08

She blew lightly on my ear as she said this, and I shivered almost violently. My heart was racing I was breathing in ragged gasps.

Amber shifted slightly and I felt her warm breath on my other ear as she leaned over my right shoulder.

"Now let's talk about the cons, ok?"

I nodded.

"Hm..." her right hand was now just an inch or so above my caged cock, resting lightly in my lap.

"Now, what were the cons again?" She said in a thoughtful voice.

I felt like I had to say something here.

"Um...miss...it'll hurt. I'm not sure what she might do to me" I said, focusing all of my willpower on forming a coherent sentence.

"That's true." Amber's left hand went to her mouth and I could see her tapping her finger on her chin thoughtfully in my peripheral vision.

"It will probably hurt." She paused for a few seconds before adding "...you."

I groaned as her right hand resumed its torturously slow descent.

"Is that the only con?" She whispered again in my ear.

"...yes..." I managed to gasp. Her hand was between my legs, her fingers drumming lightly on my pants directly on top of the steel tube.

"Well, that's a lot of pros, and only one con, right?"

I couldn't speak. I only managed a small nod.

With a sudden movement, she circled around my chair and sat on my lap. She was straddling my legs, facing me. She raised her arms to rest lightly on my shoulders and looked at me intently, her eyes just inches from mine.

"Also, wouldn't you say that I would be getting all of the benefits, while you would be paying all of the costs of this arrangement?"

I nodded, again unable to speak. I was staring deeply into her beautiful eyes. Her crotch was just inches away from mine, and all I could think about was how if she just slid forward a tiny amount her pussy would be pressing down on my cock - even if it was trapped in its chastity cage.

"Doesn't that sound like the definition of...unfairness?" She smirked slightly as she watched my reaction carefully.

I moaned with the realization of what she had done. She was using my own admission against me. I had asked her to be unfair and take from me, and since I said that she was simply doing what I had asked her to do.

I felt her shift her weight forward just slightly and I again imagined feeling her weight pressing down on my penis. I looked down at my crotch.

"Please..." I begged - I was desperate for contact.

Her smirk deepened as she saw my desperation.

"Please what, little bank?"

I froze. I remembered that I was forbidden to ask to be let out of the cage, or anything related to my penis unless she ask. If I finished the sentence I was about to start I knew I would be punished somehow. I slumped in defeat and saw the triumphant look on Amber's face.

"Please...accept the deal with Ms. Sutton."

Amber leaned forward and gave me a deep hug. I could feel her full breasts pressed against my chest. She rested her head on my shoulder for just a second. When she looked up I saw that she was smiling.

"You're really making me happy, bank." She said, giving me a quick peck on the cheek. My heart was beating so fast I thought she would be able to hear it. Still hugging me tightly she gently rubbed her nose against mine. The intimacy of the moment was almost overwhelming to me. I would have done absolutely anything for her in that second, I realized. I carefully raised my arms and gingerly placed my hands on her back, returning the hug.

She allowed it for a few seconds of bliss for me before she breathed,

"Now now, little bank...I think you forget your place."

Gently but firmly she guided my arms back down at my sides.

She traced her fingertips the exposed portion of her breasts. The green dress fitted her bust tightly, lifting up and displaying her already impressive breasts. She saw my eyes riveted to her cleavage and smiled.

"If you keep impressing me like this, bank...I might have to give you a little reward at some point. Would you like that?"

I exhaled.

"Yes miss..."

To my regret Amber swung her leg over my lap and stood up. I found I was still shaking slightly at the intensity of the last few minutes. Eventually I got to my feet.

Amber led the way through the office door to the boutique. Ms. Sutton was busy dressing a store mannequin in a skirt and blouse, and turned to us as we approached.

"We would very much like to accept your kind offer." Amber said with a happy smile on her face. I tried to look positive as well.

"Excellent. Excellent." Ms. Sutton said. Her mouth lifted into a slight smile - one of the only times I remember seeing this expression from her.

"Amber - let's find a time this week to have coffee and discuss your style and the sort of things I can find for you. And Christopher."

She turned and looked at me directly. Her gaze was calm but unyielding. Her dark eyes were burning with an intensity I hadn't seen before.

"You will be here at closing time tonight. 9 PM sharp."

I could only nod as I saw Amber try to hide a small smile behind her hand.