Chapter 1 'Can I use your laptop?' 'Yeah, of course, it's in my bag.' Molly rose up off the sofa and wandered over to the back door. She opened Peter's work bag and slipped the laptop case out. Walking back towards the sofa she unzipped the case and slid the laptop out. As she pulled it free, an envelope slipped out with it and dropped to the floor. 'Oop...
When Molly Evans started working for Johnson Homes, she was married to Gary Evans, who worked for the Great Southern Banks. That was five years ago. Now, Molly was newly divorced. Gary was always so prim and proper. Not a hair was out of place. He would push her away before he left for work so as to not get her lipstick or powder on his clothes. As you might...
Chapter 13 Formerly 33 & 34 8/14/99 - Molly Meets the Rourk's Molly was nervously biting her fingernails when Dutch pulled up in his dented Volvo. She slipped into the passenger seat and looked straight ahead, not saying a word, not reproaching him for being twenty minutes late. He noticed this and decided he'd better apologize. "Hey, Molly, I'm sorry ab...
Scarlett and Molly turn from their computer screens to see Cole enter their living room. He found their invitation on his pillow. He enters barefoot, wearing a black button down shirt and well fitting jeans. He is carrying a tumbler of whiskey and eyeing the women suspiciously as he lowers himself onto the center of the brown leather couch. The ice taps on t...
Juan had a good first week. Fresh out of college - not even graduated yet, technically - he'd landed a job at the second largest consulting firm in his home city. It paid $45,000 a year, with benefits. Juan had never made more than $12 an hour. The work was great. His manager threw a few clients his way on day one, and Juan seemed to really click with them...
"He called, Miss Gwen," Molly informed her Mistress and editor over the phone. "Your uncle called? That quickly?" Miss Gwen asked, her voice showing surprise. "Yes, Miss. He said he wants to pay me a visit," Molly replied. "Well, I think we both know what that means," Miss Gwen said, chuckling. "Randy old devil, isn't he?" Molly flushed. "If you say so,...
My freshman year of college held many adventures, and one of the best was a pair of young women named Brenda and Molly. Brenda was in my German class and Molly was her roommate. Brenda was homely and plump, in need of an orthodontist and a good aerobic workout plan, but she was a happy and good- natured girl. One bonus of larger women is usually a large rack...
I came home early from work. Unlocked the front door and called my wife's name. No one answered. Not knowing if she was home or not I dropped my keys on the dinning room table and made my way to the bed room to change. My first surprise greeted me in the bed room. At the foot of our bed was a video camera attached to a tripod. The camera was pointed towards...
Molly cocked an eyebrow at her husband, her expression showing a mixture of amusement and concern. "Hank, are you sure you want me to do this?" She stood in their bedroom, fully dressed, looking subtly sexy in her suit and glasses as she stood over her husband. Her husband, nude and laying on the bed nodded. He was blushing a little, but his cock was rock h...
An ad appeared in the Photography section of craigslist: Looking for someone to model for me. Mainly head shots to experiment with portrait lighting. In exchange I will give use of my modest studio and I will model for you if you want. No nudity. Just looking for a creative friend to share this fascinating hobby with. Male preferred. Hank was scanning...