Please read my other Molly stories for more background, no particular order.
I apologise for any mistakes but in my defense I have tried to get editorial assistance several times but to no avail and English is not my first language. Spell and grammar check is set to Australian English.
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. Any resemblance of real people or places is coincidental. All characters are 18 year of age or older. Please do NOT read if you don't like femdom, anal play, caning, domination, submission, chastity, or masturbation. You may also come across various other elements of BDSM.
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She just couldn't help it. If anyone paid her significant attention she'd want to fuck them. Working at the local gym might have seemed like a bad idea given her 'infliction' but everyone was so self obsessed that she went unnoticed. That is until that day.
She just served an older man hot chocolate. He came to swim everyday and never went to the gym. Skinny and bold but fit, for his age, probably about three times her own age.
Molly had just turned 22 the month before. Not that anyone had noticed or cared and she was used to that. No one had cared when she dropped out of school or when she had left home. Well, except for uncle Bob, why does every family have an uncle Bob, she wondered. Anyway, he had been really old but he took her in, in return for her looking after the house. She didn't have to look after him as he had a nurse. When he died he left the house, car, and what little money he had left to her.
Molly must have stayed longer than she intended at the table after serving the gentleman his hot chocolate lost in her own thoughts.
"You are always here, even on weekends." The older man said. It was a Sunday.
"Oh, yes, sorry I was in memory land. And yes, I work most days, I must pay the bills, you know."
This was only partly true as she didn't have that many or big bills even managing to save and investing in shares.
"I know. Do you need any extra work?"
"Sure, what do you have in mind?" Molly liked him, his eyes were alive and caring.
"Cleaning, sorting, selling, and throwing away stuff. My wife and I have a big house that we have lived in for nearly 40 years and we have always been too busy working to go through our stuff."
"Sure, count me in, I looked after my uncle's house so I can clean and also fix things if needed."
"Perfect. How about Tuesdays and Thursdays after you finish here in the afternoon?"
"Sure."
The man wrote his address and phone number on a card and gave her the card. "See you on Tuesday."
Molly walked away and she was sure that the man was watching her ass in the tight black yoga pants and black t-shirt. By the way, how did he know when she finished work? He really must have been paying attention to her. She could feel her mind leave sanity behind and move into sexland. She went into the back office and rubbed her clit until she came. Fuck, she needed that. Just as well that there were not too many customers and that there was another staff member to cover for her.
Nick watched her leave as he lifted the cup to his lips. She was the perfect little wall flower and what a cute perky ass, no tits really but that would just make her all the better, wanting to please. Her brown hair was thick and curly. He fantasizes about watching his wife cut Molly's hair off and shave her head bald. Unlikely but one can fantasize he thought and tasted his hot chocolate.
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Molly had now been cleaning and sorting at Nick's house for a few weeks. It was a lot of work as the house was full of stuff. It was almost like a hoarder's house but it was relatively clean and organised.
Molly loved seeing how her work made a difference and she also loved the attention from Nick. No man had been interested in her like this before. Nick would always start her afternoon by offering her a hot or cold drink as well as biscuits. Molly was a bit hesitant at first wondering if he would drug and rape her but he always had some drink and biscuits too and the stuff was really nice and so was Nick.
She loved working in the kitchen. It was really sunny and bright in there and she really worked up a sweat in her tight shorts and tank top. It didn't spoil her work that she'd caught Nick sneak a look at her ass when she was on all fours and he just happened to need a glass of water. Fuck she wanted a thick cock in her pussy. She thought she might even do Nick's, she'd let him take her from behind.
One day Molly just had to have her sexual appetite satisfied. It was a record hot day and she was drinking iced tea and eating TimTams directly out of the fridge.
"Almost, too hot to work today?" Nick said.
"Yes, but there are ways. If you don't mind?" Said Molly.
"Oh."
Molly took her tank top off. She was wearing a nice black sports bra underneath.
"Disappointed?" She asked.
"Eh, no, yes, you are a very beautiful young woman."
"You don't mind, do you? if I just work in my underwear?"
"No, not at all."
"Good." Molly stood up and took her shorts off. Showing off her plain old black g-string underwear. "Sorry, they are nothing fancy." She said smiling as Nick steered at her body. She really was a temptress as her paternal bible thumping grandmother had said on more than one occasion. Or maybe just a woman of nature like her maternal grandmother had said.
"Do you think that your wife mind's you look at me like this?" Said Molly. She had never seen Nick's wife but judging from the photos she was probably 20 years younger than him, probably a trophy wife.
"No." Was all that Nick said.
"Would she mind if I took it all off. If I bent over the kitchen bench and asked you to fuck me?"
"No."
Molly took off her bra and g-string. Then she bent over the bench, never losing eye contact with Nick.
Nick took off his t-shirt and shorts. His cock was way ahead of him and ready. Nick could not take his eyes off Molly. Such a hot body and she wanted to fuck him. He had only ever fantasized about it, never really thinking it would come true.