Page 60 of Molly: Part One
“My pleasure. Right I’m going to bed. Night Ry.” She walks towards me as she says this and kisses my cheek before making her way downstairs.
I decide to take myself to bed as well but I know I’m not going to sleep. Every time I shut my eyes all I can see is us kissing but in my imagination Molly doesn’t get a call from the guy she is dating. I use my hand to try to rid myself of the hard on that I seem to constantly have these days. In my head it’s Molly’s hand touching me, working me up and down. I bring myself to a quick orgasm with thoughts of how she tasted when I kissed her and images if her downstairs relieving herself because I could tell how turned on she was after what I said to her earlier. How I would love to go downstairs and find out. My dick doesn’t stay soft for long, the thought of her possibly touching herself downstairs makes it stir again.
Before I know it, it’s Tuesday and I’m packing ready for the funeral and my break away from Molly. I hate the idea of being away from her for so long but I do think it’s the right thing to do. The more time I spend with her the more I’m struggling with my feelings for her, and it’s killing me to watch her go out with Adam. Every time she comes home from being with him I can tell she likes him more and more. She has been her usual flirty self with me but she is becoming more distant and we haven’t had any more awkward moments since Friday night. She spent practically all weekend with him and when she has been home she’s been constantly texting him, well I presume it’s him because I haven’t been brave enough to ask. I’m happy for her, I really am. She deserves someone to treat her right and worship her. I have just been hoping that person would be me.
“Ry, you up there?”
“Yeah,” I hear her walk up the stairs and in a few seconds she appears in my doorway.
“Hey. You nearly ready to go?”
“Almost. You got much planned while I’m gone?” I don’t know why I ask this because I really don’t want to know what she’s planning with Adam. I continue folding my clothes as Molly gets comfortable in the middle of my bed.
“Work mostly, it’s crazy busy I’m so glad Jax is now working full time. Adam is coming over for dinner tomorrow night and I’m going out with Jax and Lucy again on Friday evening. Not sure other than that. I need to catch up with Megan and I would like to see if I can get in contact with Emma. I was hoping I’d have heard from her by now.”
Yeah I hoped that too, she promised me when I spilled my guts to her that she would get in touch with Molly.
We continue chatting about our plans until I am totally packed and ready to head out. “Right, I think I’m done and ready to go.” I look up and see Molly wince as she goes to move. “You still hurting from your dance class last night?”
“Yes, I didn’t realise how unfit I was. Pull me up.” She puts her hand out for me and I give her a tug. She moans as she gets to her feet.
“It’s only a dance class, how strenuous can it be?”
“You’d be surprised. Come on let’s get you on your way. The sooner you go the sooner you’ll be back. I’m going to miss you.”
“I’ll miss you too Molly, come here.” I pull her in for a hug and kiss the top of her head while she’s in my arms. She smells so good. How I want to walk back over to the bed and throw her down on it.
Ten minutes later we’ve said our goodbyes and I am on my way to Liverpool. I hated seeing the tears in Molly’s eyes as I pulled away from the house. I now have the challenge of sorting out my feelings this week so when I come back we can be the great friends we were before all this weirdness happened. Surely I can fall out of love as fast as I fell in it, right?
