Behind closed doors

Chapter III: Breaking Point (Amy's POV)

A/N I feel like a fucking failure rn so Amy is gonna be real depresso oki :) enjoy xoxo

Rain poured from the sky above. I found myself back in the car with her once again. She's like a cascade of elegance. I should consider myself honored to know her. The atmosphere heavy with darkness, however Jane seemed to lighten it and make it less daunting. I felt tears starting to stream down my face. So I flipped down the sun visor and looked in its mirror. Tears streamed down my face, carrying the weight of my sadness. Jane stopped the already stationary car and turned to look at me. Her expression was still soft as always. She took her hands off the steering wheel and placed them on my face. She wiped away my tears with her left hand, while her right hand moved down my body.

Her hand traveled downward,

caressing my cheek,

down my neck,

down my breasts and stomach

and then down to my thighs.

Her hand moved deeper into the gap between my legs. I opened my legs to allow more access to what I needed touched. I stared down at the movements her hand made, it was all I could focus on. My breath grew heavier as she moved her hand up and down my thigh, each time getting closer to my pussy. Then she stopped suddenly, her left hand that remained on my cheek turned my face towards her. She leaned in and her lips made their way to mine.

As her lips were about to connect with mine, I woke up.

My heart raced along matching the pace of my heavy breaths. I felt a throbbing sensation, as well as a cold wet feeling down by my underwear. I sat up, completely in denial. I gave my underwear a look and saw a big wet spot with a lot of accumulated wetness. I cupped my face in my hands. "I did not just have a wet dream to Jane, fuck!" I muttered to myself, embarrassed by my perversion.

I heard a knock at my door and a familiar voice call my name. I walked over to my door in my pajamas, fearful because I knew who was at my door. I opened up and saw the face of the person who attempted to kiss me in my dream moments ago. "Oh, uh...Hi Jane." I stammered as I involuntarily blushed. All I could think about was my dream when I saw her.

"Hi Amy. I was just thinking I could drive you to class today. I know it's in walking distance but maybe we could practice our Spanish on our way there. And you know, I just think driving together would be fun." she rambled as I internally freaked out. "Jane, it's 9:00 am, the class starts at 10:00. Why are you here so early?" I questioned, trying to ignore the growing wetness I was feeling. "I just wanted to make sure you ate breakfast and packed all your things." Jane said with a kind smile.

"Oh shit I have awful manners, come in." I said as I opened the door and gestured for her to come in. "I'm gonna take a quick shower then I'll be right with you." I said as I scurried out of the room. I entered my bathroom, it wasn't as dirty as last time. I actually had a bit of motivation to clean it. I'm not quite sure why.

I opened up the faucet and got in the shower. I didn't have the time to mentally ridicule myself. I took my time in the shower. I wanted to be clean. Clean of these vulgar thoughts and clean for Jane...

After I got out of the shower, I went to my room and got dressed. It was cold, so I wore a green and beige chunky sweater with a tank top underneath, leggings and a pair of brown leather boots. I tried to bravely march to Jane but, with every step I took I grew more and more nervous.

Jane was in the kitchen, and greeted me with a wide smile when I entered the kitchen. "So, Amy, do you eat chocolate chip pancakes? And what about cranberry juice?" she asked with a nervous smile. "I really like both. Why do you ask?" I said, as I peered at bag Jane was holding. "That's good. I made some chocolate chip pancake batter and put it in a plastic bottle so we can make it here. Because fresh pancakes are the only acceptable pancakes. I also bought us a bottle of cranberry juice, because it's yummy and it's good for you. Ta-da! Do you like your surprise breakfast." she giggled, as she pulled out the bottles of batter and juice.