I touched her arm. Her skin felt good under my fingers. "I feel the same way. I'm so glad we met."
We were close to each other, our eyes met. She moved in quickly and our lips touched, just an instant. Molly blushed; I know I did. "I'm sorry." She said, "don't know where that came from."
I ran my hand down her arm. "No problem. It's just us. It was nice. I liked it."
I watched Molly push the stroller down the new sidewalk. That nice ass of hers flexing, capturing the fabric. What is going on? Why am I so captivated by her? I'd just kissed another woman on the lips for the first time. We just caught each other m**********g to my story. I'd never seen a woman masturbate. I shook my head to clear my thoughts.
My thoughts moved to re-living that weekend at Nikki's. I headed for my bedroom,
