Molly - S01 E02

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Molly - S01 E02

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Megan, her sister had other plans. From the moment the limo picked me up (Yes, Molly hired a limo so we could drink ourselves silly) Megan was all over me like a dog in heat. She laughed at every one of my corny jokes (even the ones that weren't meant to elicit laughter), leaning against me and resting her hand on my arm or leg while she did. She kept my glass full of the champagne Molly had brought to celebrate my "big day" as everyone referred to it. Megan favored her sister considerably.

Both were slim, athletic with a full C or small D cup. Megan was brunette with a slight tan while Molly was a red head whose skin refused to absorb any sun no matter how long she sat out. Megan's eyes were a sparkling blue compared to Molly's vibrant green eyes.

Molly was an inch taller and Megan was two years older. Megan was wearing a strapless dress and every time she leaned into me I was amazed her breasts didn't tumble out. I was reasonably certain she was not wearing a bra and would have to be careful not to get too crazy on the dance floor or they would make an appearance. Both women had cute button noses and nice full lips. Megan had a few freckles on her cheeks, but Molly's cheeks were free from any mark as if they had been sculpted by an artist. Molly was sitting across from us in the limo, next to her husband, and glared at her sister the entire ride. It was not the most comfortable place I had found myself in. Nor was it the most awkward situation I had been in, I ruefully thought to myself. I found myself smiling at that thought and Molly's scowl deepened. I shrugged sheepishly and she turned to talk to one of the other guests while Megan tried to monopolize my attention. Slowly the limo filled up with friends as we made our way through bottle after bottle as each new group of friends insisted on toasting me.

We went to an upscale club downtown and Molly announced had reserved the VIP room for our party. I was blown away at how much money she was spending and clumsily offered to pay half of the night's festivities. I knew Chris made good money, but this had to be extremely expensive. Molly giggled and said the owner of the club was a friend and he had arranged the limo, so it only cost a fraction of what I was imagining. I knew we had downed at least a case of bubbly in addition to the other costs, so I guiltily offered to pay for that. Chris overheard me and said they were collecting from the other guests to cover any liquor costs. I wasn't convinced but I had made the offer so my chivalrous nature was assuaged. Once inside, Megan dragged me to dance floor before we could order drinks. I didn't complain as I was tipsy from the champagne in the limo ride. In no time, she molded her body against mine. I noticed her tongue flick against her lips; then she slowly ran it over them. My cock went from slightly happy to fully erect in a split second. Her eyes widened as she felt it. Her eyes darkened and she spun to face away from me and pressed her firm ass against my erection. My hands were on her hips. Apparently that was not enough for Megan as she placed her hands on mine and slowly slid them around her hips to her stomach and up to just beneath her breasts before moving them back to her side and down to squeeze her ass. She moaned as my hands continued roaming over her body. She looked at me over her shoulder and pulled my head down for a steamy kiss. I knew I was in deep trouble, but my dick was thinking that it wasn't a bad situation to be in. After thirty minutes of dirty dancing, I was jolted back to the present when Megan's right hand began stroking my cock through my slacks as she pulled me down for another passionate kiss. I heard a few cat- calls and looked up to see who was watching our show. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Molly's shocked expression before she whirled away and disappeared into the crowd. Damn. I had been flattered by the attention and let my other head do the thinking. I leaned toward Megan and said had to use the rest room. I disentangled myself from her and headed off in the direction Molly had. I found her in the hallway, facing away from me. "Molly, I..." My words died in my throat when I saw the tears marring her sculpted cheeks.

"You promised!" she growled and lunged at me, hurling her small frame into me. I took a step back and raised my hands in surrender as she pounded her fists against my chest. I was too stunned to speak or move to defend myself. After a few minutes, her blows ceased and she wrapped her arms around me sobbing against my chest. I was finally broken from my shock and wrapped my arms around her.

"I'm sorry." I muttered. It was all I could say and rather than soothe the blubbering woman in my arms my words only made her bawl more. I ran my fingers through her hair and simply held her while she cried. I knew Megan would be wondering where I had disappeared but I was more concerned with the woman in my arms. Finally Molly's sobs subsided and she stepped back. Tears still streamed down from her shimmering eyes, but she was clearly trying to pull herself together so she could say something. "I'm sorry. I know it isn't fair to you. I'm married, but I can't STAND the idea of you being with her." Molly wiped her eyes, and I did my best to look abashed. "She always does this. I doubt she wants you, she just wants to take you from me!" My mouth dropped open. Did she realize what she was saying? Sure I was extremely attracted to her but had never acted on it and I had no idea she had feelings for me as well. Looking back, I can see it now but in the moment I was certain was simply projecting what I wanted her to feel. After all, she and Chris seemed so happy, so there would be no room in her heart for me. I am very dense when it comes to a woman's feelings. I realized I was standing there gaping at her, and attempted to will myself to say something.