This is the second part of ‘Watching Molly’ – it may be worth reading that first! The story may be moving away from the Voyeur/Exhibitionist category and more into the BDSM thang I feel!
After that world shattering Friday night, Molly did not hear anything from Mistress. She did see Mistress around the building, occasionally, but apart from a slight nod of the head in her direction Mistress ignored Molly completely. Molly had been in a daze after that night; marvelling at the sexual awakening that had occurred in her and desperate for more! Every night she hoped that the phone would ring and it would be Mistress demanding that she join her; but days turned to weeks and Mistress did not phone.
Molly got on with her life. She worked hard at her office job and got recommendations and a pay increase. She even started seeing a guy from personnel, Joe. They had been to the movies, out for dinner, walks in the park but apart from the odd ‘kiss-with-tongues’ goodnight, neither of them seemed to be able or willing to make the move to take it any further. Molly even began to get her binoculars out again and sit on her balcony and peep into the lives of her neighbours. She had been embarrassed to start this again, for fear that someone out there had seen what had happened on Mistress’ balcony, but she had gotten over that. The thought that someone might have their eyes trained on her as she watched the world added an extra frisson to her activities that had not been there before. The thought that two floors up Mistress could be performing with Slut made it even more exciting! Every time Molly went out onto her balcony she looked up and strained her ears, hoping that she perhaps would catch a glimpse of someone or that the wind would carry the odd snatch of sound down to her. But Molly was disappointed – she saw and heard nothing.
It was Saturday night and Molly was getting ready to go out with Joe. They were going to the opening of a new, fairly high class, neighbourhood restaurant and Molly decided to really get dressed up. Also, she had decided, enough was enough with Joe and she was going to do her best to seduce him and get him in her bed. Earlier, in the shower, she had taken a fresh razor and shaved off her pubic hair. She still had a clear memory of seeing Mistress’ smooth pussy for the first time and was eager to illicit the same response in someone else. It had been a strange experience at first, soaping up her pussy, carefully scraping the razor around her most delicate parts, but as the smooth skin of her mound and lips appeared, allowing the little bud of her clit to show every now and then, Molly began to enjoy it. So much so that she felt her labia swell, her clit tingle and the familiar moisture collect. She considered masturbating but decided it would be more fun to keep this luscious feeling between her legs for as long as she could. Wandering around her bedroom, drying herself, collecting together the clothes she would wear, she felt her thighs gliding across her smooth swollen lips and her state of arousal increased even more. When she pulled on her black thong the material pressed onto her lips and she could even feel her clit rub gently on the lace. No wonder so many women shave, she thought, wish I had done this before!
Molly continued to dress, black lacy push up bra, hold up stockings (something else she had borrowed from Mistress!) and her new red dress. The dress was sleeveless with a fitted scoop necked bodice and the bra gave her a cute little cleavage. The skirt was full and swirled around her legs sensuously, falling just above the knee. She could feel the cool softness of the material on her ass and the tops of her thighs. She felt wonderful! Instead of pulling her hair back into her usual ponytail she left it down, putting in a few soft curls with a hot brush.
When she had finished her make up, she checked the time. She had half an hour till she had to meet Joe, so she poured herself a large glass of wine and went to sit on the balcony. It was a beautiful evening, clear and still. She was tempted to go get her binoculars…but no she was already aroused enough! She opened her legs a little though and pulled the skirt of her dress to the top of her thighs and felt the cool evening air tickle her hot, pulsing pussy. She couldn’t wait to see Joe and begin to work the magic she was feeling tonight! She was feeling extraordinarily horny and she dipped a finger in her wine and licked and sucked it clean – imagining licking and sucking something else later! She jumped a little as the sound of the door bell brought her out of her reverie. She put the wine glass down and straightened herself up. Joe had probably decided to come and pick her up instead of meeting her at the restaurant. When she opened the door, however, she got a big surprise! Standing there, looking like a whore from hell, was Slut! Her red hair had been back- combed to within an inch of its life and it was sticking out wildly from her head. Her face was pale and her lips had been slicked with black lipstick, making her look even paler. She was dressed (if dressed is the word!) in 5” spiked heels, crotchless black PVC panties and matching peephole bra, oh and of course her dog collar.
‘Hi, Molly! Wow, look at you all dressed up!’ Slut said.
‘Jesus Christ, Slut!’ Molly spat, ‘Get in here before anyone sees you!’ Molly grabbed her arm and pulled her into the room, closing the door behind them.
‘Don’t be such a prissy pants, Molly! I have a message for you from Mistress.’
Molly’s heart skipped a beat. She had been waiting weeks for this. She tried to keep calm.
‘Oh and what is the message?’ Molly flicked her hair.
‘Well this is the first part…’
Slut stepped forward and grabbed the back of Molly’s head, brought their lips together and gave her a rough, wet, open mouthed kiss. It took Molly’s breath away and all she could do was stand there and feel Slut’s tongue probe and play with her. Slut eventually broke her embrace and licked her lips.
‘Mmmm, you taste nice, Molly! Oh sorry, I got lippy all over you!’ Slut carefully wiped off the black lipstick that had transferred itself to Molly’s lips. ‘Right, Mistress wants to see you. Now.’
‘Now? I can’t see her now. I’m going out on a date!’
‘Molly, you don’t understand! Mistress wants to see you now – you won’t get a second chance with this.’
Shit! Molly thought. Of all the nights!
‘Ok, Slut, but give me a moment. Ok?’
‘Sure but don’t be too long or it will be my ass that will get it!’ Slut pouted then smiled, ‘But you know how much I like that!’
Molly laughed then called Joe. She was thinking of what excuse she could use, she really hated lying. He answered almost immediately.
‘Hi, Joe. Molly here. Look I am really, really sorry but I am going to have to cancel tonight. I feel awful that it is such short notice but I have been asked to um…help a neighbour in distress.’ There was a bit of a silence.
‘Oh, ok, Molly. That’s ok. Will I phone you tomorrow?’
Molly could hear the disappointment in his voice and felt terrible.
‘Yes, Joe. Give me a call tomorrow. I am really sorry about this.’
‘No worries, Molly. Hope you can make your neighbour feel better.’
