The Rest of the Night

I sat on my laptop browsing for all the stuff I would need to do my dream landscaping job. I looked through dozens, no probably closer to hundreds of water fixtures, a whole slew of mulches, and even tried to find the perfect boulder for that back sitting area I had planned. Regina was laying nude in the backyard trying to soak in the last few hours of sunlight. “Ooh, that’s pretty,” I excitedly said as I found the perfect trellis.

“We’re home,” Haley’s voice called out from down the hall, “and we brought dinner!” Haley and Molly came into view carrying large bags of takeout containers from Berry Street, the fancy steak house that I only ever visited on special occasions. “I half way thought Regina would tackle me for the food,” Haley laughed laying the food out on the table.

“She’s out back,” I filled her in. I looked over the spread of food, they obviously ordered with Regina’s appetite in mind.

“Regina, dinner’s here,” Molly shouts out the back door. I looked that way to see Regina’s breasts bouncing as she runs inside, thoughts of Baywatch coming to mind. “We bought 7 meals and an appetizer platter, hope that’s enough for the 4 of us,” the sexy Indian laughed as she guided Regina to the table.

We all sat around the table, I split a steak between Regina and myself, and splitting some chicken alfredo with Haley. I needed to watch myself, it would be really easy to fall into a habit of overeating. I spun the alfredo around my fork getting a bite but when it came to the steak I realized how hard it would be to cut one handed. “I might need some help.”

Molly scooted in close, taking my fork and knife in hand. “So what did you two get up to today?” she inquired while feeding me a cube of meat.

“I came up with some plans for the yard. Then Regina filled me in on some ways to heal my arm,” I said before Molly fed me another bite.

“Sex and lots of it. She took me to Dite’s Diner and we picked up this scrumptious little redhead,” Regina took over the tale, eating from a pile of green beans.

“Ah what fun, I day full of lesbian sex. Meanwhile I had to run around convincing everyone that this was Molly,” Haley snarked.

“Luckily Hare’s insistence on using biometric security really helped our cause. My fingerprints and retina scans still worked so they had **** but to believe me,” Molly explained while offering another bite.

“Bah, the biometrics were definitely a huge help, but they didn’t answer the constant questioning of how. Ugh, Ella poking and prying, adamant that she needs to know how Molly de-aged by a good 50 years over a single weekend,” Haley rolled her eyes. “Hopefully everyone moves on soon, or I might pull all my hair out.”

“46 years, thank you,” Molly corrected Haley’s overestimation. She offered me a bite of coleslaw, having moved on from only helping with the steak to just feeding me in general.

“My bad, still we should come up with a cover story to get everyone off our backs,” Haley apologized.

“If you could just use the ring, you could make nobody question it,” Regina said with a mouthful of mashed potatoes.

I stared down at my still lame arm, “Well I’ll do that as soon as I’m healed.” I stare at Molly’s lovely face, remembering Regina’s plan to heal my arm. Some sexual therapy would definitely be in my future.

After the meal, Haley suggested a movie for the night’s entertainment. We all picked a movie, each of us having different tastes. We decided to draw straws between my Thor: Ragnarok, Molly’s 27 Dresses, Haley’s The Zookeeper’s Wife, or Regina’s Anal Sluts Love BBC 13. Molly won so it was a rom-com tonight. Haley took the chair, while the rest of us cuddled up on the couch together. My good arm draped over Molly’s shoulder, my hand snaking its way to her chest. I was much more interested in the bodies pressed against me, than I was in watching Heigl swoon over her boss.

“If you guys aren’t even going to watch, I’m going to pick the movies from now on,” Haley complained as I pulled Molly behind me on the way to our room.

“We can watch my movie,” I heard Regina suggest as we were making our exit.

“Porn isn’t a movie,” Haley stated again, “You could at the very least pick something with a plot if you insist on suggesting porn.”

I couldn’t quite make out Regina’s response as we continued down the hallway. Molly’s shirt doesn’t last long, we fell to the bed and I quickly found her pretty brown nipples with my mouth. My hand shoved down the front of her pants, hers down mine. Another hand brushed through my hair, our moans filled the room. We rolled around the bed, feeding into each other’s pleasure.

Our bodies entwined in the web of ecstasy. The orgasms came for both of us, followed by another and another. The only thing that seemed important was having more of Molly, giving her more of myself. By the time we were finished, we were sweaty, sticky with sex, and exhausted. I walked out into the kitchen to get some water for us, Regina was on the couch watching some gay porn. Two guys dressed like cowyboys slamming into each other on the screen. Haley was nowhere to be seen, she probably went to bed, she does work tomorrow after all. “Goodnight, Regina,” I called out as I took the glass of water back to the room.

“Goodnight, Ringmaster Bobbi,” she replied.