The Making of Molly Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

The Making of Molly Pt. 02

... her, she suddenly cries openly and tells him over and over that she loves him, clinging to him like she's never going to see him again.

"What's brought this on babe?" He asks, immediately laying beside her and pulling her into his embrace.

"I'm just missing you before I go," she smiles through her tears. "If Mum wants to stay with auntie Maia I'll drive home on my own."

"Don't be driving at night, I could drive you both up there and come back for you, if you like," Ally suggests, worried about her trying to drive home whilst tired.

"God, you would do that too, wouldn't you?" she sobs and Ally nods. "No, ok. If it gets late I'll let you know if I decide to stay. So you can.....enjoy your time with Molly," she firmly states.

Next Morning

Jasmine sets off at 9am, to make the 4 hour journey. Kissing Ally and hugging him in a tight, lingering embrace she says, "I love you more than I loved you last night. But not as much as tomorrow."

"Pregnancy has made you poetic," Ally teases, then kisses her nose and her curly, black hair covered forehead and says, "Take care, I love you, oh fiancée of mine and mother of my child."

"I so wanna fuck you right now," she says hungrily, before he reminds her she needs to pick her mum up and, with one final kiss, she's gone.

Ally sets about preparing Molly's room, changing the sheets and freshening it up. Around 1pm, he receives a text from his sister and replies immediately;

Molly: Hey bro, finished work and just ...

... leaving now. You still want me to come?"

Ally: Definitely, yeah, I'm glad you're still cumming. You know it's just you and me until later?

Noticing his predictive text typo, he quickly edits 'Cumming' to 'Coming'.

Molly: Yeah, poor Jasmine, having to drive all that way. Ok, I'm definitely still erm, coming. See you soon.

Ally: Excellent. See you when you, erm, come.

Radio Silence follows for about 10 minutes while Molly drives. She pulls in to get petrol and reads the cheeky text and returns the sentiment with, "Isn't that only for Glenn to see?"

Her brother considers his reply carefully, taking about 10 minutes to hit send. Molly doesn't see it until she pulls in about 20 minutes later. Her face then reddens when she reads her brother's reply, referencing the recent accidental text she sent, then deleted, "Perhaps if Glenn could breathe through his ears too, it might help😝"

Putting her hand on her chest, she sucked in a breath at the realisation that he had seen her embarrassingly honest text, before deletion. She sits, staring at her phone, reprimanding herself for sending that text in the first place. This was a key text to reply to, and she chose her words carefully.

Molly: Glenn doesn't seem to want to breathe through his ears 😟

Ally:???😱

Molly: Is there something wrong with me that puts him off?

Ally: You're perfect

Molly: You're my brother. You would say that

On the road again, 10 minutes pass and there has been no reply from Ally. ...