by Tilly Greene
Maybe he’ll clamp them next time, or my nub, she thought as she lazily watched the wind rustle through the trees. Molly pressed her chest into the mattress and wondered if the nipples were poking holes in it. Her world was centered on her breasts and wanting Jon. No, she needed his touch then she could face the day.
Looking to see if he was sleeping or waiting for her to come to him, she instead found an empty pillow. Playing with him was not in the cards. It was a hard dose of reality, but she had to believe she would have him later. For the time being, that was enough to hold her passionate needs at bay.
Breathing deeply, she realized not only was she on her own, but by herself in his bed. Sitting up, she leaned against the headboard and pulled the blanket up to her chin. Comfortable and relaxed, she looked her fill. This was her chance to unearth more about him, the man she loved and was discovering.
There wasn’t that much to see, but what she saw was interesting, unique.
The bed she knew from last night. Big and made with tree trunks and branches, Molly liked how imposing and yet beautiful it was. In it, she felt as though she slept amongst the trees, and that gave her a sense of peace. What happened beneath the shearing blanket was something different, but it had left her with joy and couldn’t wait for more.
A leather chair sat in the corner, near the fireplace. How had she missed noting that last night? Oh yeah, the lust had been flowing freely and nothing else mattered. This morning, she liked seeing what looked like a wood-burning stove on a green tiled surround. The carpet was cozy, but she imagined a fire heating up the room on a cold night and smiled.
She could see herself sitting there with a good book and cup of hot chocolate. That was cozy to her, but more heated ideas started to flood her imagination. The best one was her straddling Jon’s lap. She’d hold her breasts and tease them as he watched and used his hold on her hips to take what he wanted until he came.
As her pussy throbbed, she told herself to stop thinking about sex. It wasn’t going to happen anytime soon if Jon didn’t come back, and she needed to change her focus.
Seeing a door, she figured it was the bathroom he’d carried her to the night before and she should use it. Problem was she was too comfortable to move.
Eyes closed, she relaxed, almost dozed until somewhere a door slammed.
Immediately she thought it was Jon, hoped it was. He could announce his presence anyway he wanted, but she wished he’d shout out her name or something.
Footsteps walked down the wood floor hallway and got louder and louder. Whoever it was stopped outside the door and she couldn’t move. With a firm grip on the blanket and eyes glued to the door handle as it slowly twisted, she held her breath and waited.
Even though she watched, Molly was surprised when the door pushed open.
“Surprise!” Saki shouted with a huge grin on her face, and Molly collapsed on the bed.
“That wasn’t fair,” she cried and rubbed her eyes.
Her friend joined her on the bed and wasted no time in digging for information.
“Last night must have been pretty spectacular for you to be lounging like a mistress.”
“It was…” She knew what their time together had been. The night remained fresh in her mind. Special. Mind-blowing. Incredible. She could go on and on, but she couldn’t think of the perfect word. They were all too blah and weren’t reflective of their intimate time together.
“It was…” Molly didn’t want to use the wrong word and she stuttered, trying to describe their coming together.
“Beyond words?” Saki asked and she nodded.
“Yes, it was much more than I ever dreamed possible.” Even though they were best friends, she wouldn’t go into details. They were private moments, between her and Jon, but she could share a bit. “I’m in love, Saki, and loved. Jon said he loves me.”
“I’m so happy for you,” her friend said as she reached out for her hand and pulled it from where it covered her eyes. “Even though I knew Jon as much as you, it was obvious what he was feeling. Shoot, the guys were telling me he was a lost man if you didn’t take him, and that it wasn’t simply lust.”
The word lust made her want to laugh, but she smiled instead. There was plenty of that between them.
“What are you doing here, anyway? Actually, what time is it? I don’t see a clock anywhere.” Taking the blanket with her, she sat up and looked around specifically for a clock but could see nothing.
“It’s after eleven,” Saki told her with a giggle.
“Seriously? I haven’t slept this late in like forever,” she cried out. She wasn’t sure how it happened, but she had to get up and start working. They were at the ranch handling a project with a stiff timeline that had to be adhered to, and she was lazing about.
Molly jumped up and found her clothes neatly folded in the bathroom. She made quick work of dressing and knew she had to stop off at their place to change. No way was she going to work in what she’d worn last night.
Her friend laughed all the way back to the house where they were staying and waited while she changed. It was only after she was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt with another shirt over it that she tuned in to how unhurried her friend acted.
“What am I missing? Why aren’t you rushing me? Don’t we need to look over how the data is coming into the system?”
“There’s no need to rush because we’re meeting the guys for lunch at the diner. We all got a late start,” Saki told her as they both collapsed on the couch. “They drove out to check on how everything was going. Jon asked me to wake you up and see if you wanted to do lunch. Ted and Matt heard and decided we’d make it a group thing.”
“Oh, well, okay. Great, lunch sounds good.” Her brain was muddled around but her growling stomach ensured she knew food was needed. She hardly ate last night and hadn’t had anything since.
“Want to grab your purse? You’ll need your driver’s license.”
“Sure, but why?” She went to get her purse off the pegs by the back door.
“We’re driving one of the ranch’s trucks,” Saki muttered and turned to leave.
“What? Really? I’m not sure about this. You’ve never driven one and I haven’t in years. Are you sure there’s no one around who can take us?”
“Everyone is out catching newborns for tagging, repairing fences, or at the diner. We’re it and when I say we, I mean you.” The smile on Saki’s face was infectious and Molly relaxed a little. It would be interesting to see if she could still drive a truck or not. She used to drive her horses, but that was a long time ago and in a different country.
“Fine, let’s give it a go and hope for the best.” They walked down to the barn and eventually stopped in front of a big black beast. There were four doors and a rail to use as a step up, only it wasn’t quite enough. With a hop, she made it onto the driver’s seat.
They sat in the front of the huge truck cab and started laughing.
“This thing is huge!” Molly said as she looked for a way to move the seat forward. “I’m not sure the seat is going to go far enough forward for me to reach the pedals.”
“Do you want me to sit behind you? It might help get you closer to them.”
“I don’t know, maybe. Let’s see how well I do.” With a giggle, she checked her mirrors and started the truck. It rumbled to life with ease as she slipped back in the seat. Looking over at Saki, she couldn’t hold back the laughter. “This is ridiculous!”
While her friend was small, Saki slipping in behind her in the driver’s seat did take up space and ensure she wasn’t moving away from the gas or brake. It wasn’t legal and she hoped they weren’t pulled over. The position they were in wouldn’t be easy to explain.
Molly put the truck into gear and drove slowly away from the barn and eventually off the Big W ranch. It was about fifteen miles to the diner and the drive was unlike any they’d ever done before. She drove slowly, and not just for safety reasons. She feared getting pulled over for their odd seat
ing or, worse, having an accident.
“Are you seeing some of these looks we’re getting?” Saki said with a hint of laughter. “Can you imagine what they’d say if they saw the full picture. Some people would think my legs on either side of yours and hands on your hips were a sexual thing. It’s a friend thing, people. Don’t gawk with your mouths open. Something you don’t want is sure to fly in and take up residence.”
“Oh, geez, you’re making me laugh. Stop, I’ll crash.” She tried so hard not to laugh but it was impossible. Thankfully they were at the diner and Molly pulled into the parking lot. Molly collapsed against her friend and finally relaxed. The ride was over and they’d survived, she couldn’t ask for anything more.
“Fuck!” Matt whispered and stood up, laughing hard. “I may need some help getting the ladies inside.”
Ted and Jon turned to look out the front window. If he didn’t know better, Jon would think they were drunk. They looked like two noodles slithering out of the truck.
“Shit,” he muttered and went outside. Shaking his head and laughing, Jon was dying to know what the hell happened that had them both coming out of the driver’s side. It had been hard to leave her side that morning, and now he wanted to take her right back.
His lover was happy and enjoying herself while looking lush and heated. Sex was on his mind, but so was contentment. They needed to talk about their next step. He wanted to start and end every day with her at his side.
First, he needed to get a hug from her. His priorities were settled. As he walked up, Ted picked Saki up and held her close, and he took an extra step to Molly’s side and she jumped into his arms.
“That was so scary but fun. I won’t do it again, promise.”
“Do what?” Jon whispered in her ear as he leaned against the truck with her in his arms. He needed to hold her close and not let go.
“I will never again drive a car that’s far too big for me. I couldn’t reach the gas or brake, so Saki sat behind me to keep me from sliding away. I swear, I drove very carefully, but it was scary. Then Saki kept making me laugh and it was funny, then terrifying. People would pass us and stare. We must’ve looked so weird.” She talked non-stop and gave it all to him, well, shared it with his neck.
“You two had quite an adventure,” he told her and tried not to laugh. The strength of her arms wrapped around him—he figured she needed support and comfort.
“Yes, I didn’t like it, but I did. Am I making sense?”
“Absolutely.” Everything she said made perfect sense and his cock hardened. It was hard to hold her so close and not pay attention to how her breasts felt pressed against him. They were probably tender from all he did to them the night before. He’d be happy to soothe them with his mouth.
“I love you,” Molly said as she lifted her head and looked him in the eye. Those three words were like a punch to the gut. He had no way to breathe and felt fine with that. They’d shared their words of love the night before, but today had nothing to do with sex. They were how she felt. To hear them in such an innocuous setting meant the world to him.
With a little shift he pressed his lips to hers, content.
“You are everything that is good in my life. I want more with you. Is it too soon to ask you to move in with me?” Jon didn’t follow what society thought was the proper timing of everything. He asked because he wanted to wake and go to sleep with her. The regular things like cooking breakfast, doing laundry and just sitting around together were what he wanted to do with her. Sex was important and he wanted it with Molly, often, but the day to day stuff was also what he’d like to experience.
The white picket fence lifestyle with a pie cooling on a window ledge and kinky choices were within their reach.
“Really?” She pulled back and looked at him. Under her deep perusal he smiled and wondered what she hoped to see.
“Yes, really. I’m not looking for a cleaner or sex slave, but a lover who loves to be tied up and taken and wants to tend roses in the front yard and bake pies. What I want is to spend time with my lover in all ways that make up life.”
“Do you mean I might occasionally be your slave? I wouldn’t mind giving that task a whirl and I can clean, mend, and roll socks.” Molly made light of his request and he knew there was more involved. She was a British citizen. He didn’t know the rules that would allow her to get on with living in the US. Maybe he should ask her to marry him. That would make everything easier.
“Or, you could marry me,” he said as the idea came to him. Jon hadn’t thought about marriage because no woman in his life had ever inspired him to think it would be a good idea. Everything about Molly made him think differently.
“Let’s start with living together and move on from there,” she told him and sealed their agreement with a kiss.
The change didn’t feel big, neither did her agreement make him want to take the offer back. The small shift in their living arrangements brought them closer together. It was the right thing to do.
“Shall we tell our friends who are staring out the window at us?”
She looked over her shoulder and laughed before turning back to face him.
“Maybe we should wait to tell the nosy buggers our good news.”
“I like the way you think,” he agreed and set her back on her feet. “What do you fancy? A burger? A salad?”
“A grilled cheese with two pickles spears and a lemonade, please. How about you?”
They talked food as they walked into the diner and sat at the table. Sunny had joined them with her usual large glass of Coke with no ice. There was no conversation going on as they walked up, and Jon almost laughed.
“What’s going on, you two? If I didn’t know better I’d say that was a proposal or something. It looked like serious stuff was discussed.” Sunny broke the silence. She put the question out there and finished with a big gulp of her drink.
“Nothing big, simply talking about the adventure the ladies had getting here.” He was calm and spoke the truth, but he struggled not to share. These were their friends and they had good news to tell them. Looking at Molly, he noticed she fussed with her water and couldn’t look up.
One of them was going to break down and he didn’t care.
Sunny had to seat a couple more groups and help a server bring out some food. The group talked about the drive to the diner and how they’d get a smaller truck for the ladies to drive. Jon realized the idea of at least Saki staying on at the ranch was assumed.
Their server came to the table and started to take their order. The two ladies were first and Saki was not sure whether to do soup or salad. While they were discussing the choices, Ted leaned over.
“Did you ask her to move in or marry you?”
“Both,” he said without thinking. When it dawned on him what he’d said, he looked at his friend, who was smiling.
“And?”
“She’s moving in and we’ll take it from there,” Jon told him.
“Congrats,” he said and shook his hand. Matt reached over and also shook his hand, which was what Saki saw as she passed the server’s attention on to the men.
“What happened? Why are you shaking his hand?”
“You told!” Molly said, expressing her dismay that he’d broken so quickly.
“Sorry, sweetie. I’d answered the question before I realized what I’d said,” he told her as he leaned over and lightly kissed her. “Saki and Sunny don’t know yet.”
Sunny was walking up to join the table again and Molly immediately burst out with their news. “We’re moving in together.”
The squeals of delight were immediate and he couldn’t hold back his smile. Including feminine elements into his world was going to be a new adventure, and he couldn’t wait to get started. Excited, Jon sat back to watch his lover spread her joy.
EPILOGUE
6 Months Later
“It’s amazing. I can’t see anything of the previous tattoo.” Sunny had lifted Molly’s t-shirt to see the new tatt
oo inked over the old.
“I’m pleased with this one, nicely detailed. While it belongs to me and is covering something up, I still think it’s simply stunning. If I’m going to have a tattoo, then I’m glad it’s this one. Thank you for helping me connect with such a great artist. The task was a daunting one and you made it easy. Jon figured you knew everyone through the diner and it turns out to be true.” Molly was finally comfortable baring her flesh and knowing the former boyfriend’s face wasn’t looking back.
She liked her work, it was challenging. She and Saki had opened a consulting office and were getting calls already. There were friends as well. Saki and she were close. They’d merely opened their arms and brought Sunny in to join them. Even the past was taken care of. She’d called her parents and, while there was no desire on her side to see them again, they occasionally had a reserved conversation.
“There was a time when I looked at getting inked, but chickened out. Micha is a great guy and I figured if anyone could do what you needed, he could. He’s had his own shop for over twenty years.”
“And he was fine with my idea of a jumping horse as the cover up. I hear animals are difficult, but he didn’t balk at all. Yes, I couldn’t be more pleased.” She turned around and gave the other woman a hug. “Thank you.”
“Come on, Molly, we need to go,” Jon called and impatiently waved his hand in a bid for her to get a move on.
“What has him in such a hurry to leave?” Sunny asked as they walked toward his truck. He stood talking with Court and, as usual, he took her breath away. The man was gorgeous perfection. Summer was over and he was tanner than usual. His coffee-colored skin was soft and spread tightly over his fit body. He simply made her drool.
“I’m not sure. He said Court had something for him and was coming over to get it. I joined him so I could thank you and see if you wanted more nipple makeup. Saki plans to make an order this weekend and we can get our requests in as well.”
