Free Molly (Erotic Short) by Cami Starr

Please, Call Me Molly…
     
    Molly McDonald folded her the blue jeans and placed
them on the stack of clothes she'd put aside for her eighteen-year-old son.
Richard was in his last year of high school and would be home from his job at
the local ice cream parlor in a few minutes. She finished folding the clothes
she had washed and went into the kitchen to start dinner. Before she had
decided what to prepare, Richard walked in the door and kissed her on the
cheek.
    "Hi, Mom.
    "Hello dear. How was work?"
    "We were busy tonight. But I have to run. I'm
meeting Ben at nine."
    "You don't want to eat before you go?" she
yelled down the hall as Richard ran to his bedroom to change clothes. A few
minutes later he returned to the kitchen and opened the fridge. He pulled out
an apple and took a bite.
    "No time for dinner, Mom. I'll grab a burger at
the Fast Meal Barn."
    Molly was disappointed. She had held off on making
dinner so she could eat with Richard. But he was now grown up, so she
understood his need to run out the door and be with his friends. It didn't help
her disappointment, however.
    "I guess I'll just order a pizza then,"
she said. As Richard was about to run out the door she said, "Take your
clothes to your bedroom, please. They're on the sofa."
    "Now, Mom?"
    "Yes, now. I washed and folded them. The least
you can do is put them away."
    Richard turned and looked at his mom. He felt a
little guilty. Since his parents finalized their divorce she had been lonely
and wanted to spend as much time with him as she could, but he was always
running with his friends.
    He raced to the living room and grabbed his stack of
clothes, then ran them down the hall to his bedroom. When he returned to the
kitchen Molly was looking up the pizza delivery service on her laptop, which
she often kept on the counter beside the stove.
    Richard stopped and caught her attention.
    "Why don't we do lunch tomorrow?" he
asked.
    They often had lunch together on Saturdays since
Richard usually slept most of the morning and went out at night. He told her he'd
buy. She agreed. Then he kissed her on the cheek and walked out the door,
closing it shut behind him.
    The next day, Molly sat at a table in the corner of
their favor Tex-Mex restaurant, La Hacienda. Richard was ten minutes late. When
he walked in he was with a friend. Molly waved from her table and the boys
walked over, each taking a seat.
    "I hope you don't me bringing along Manny,"
Richard apologized. 
    "You didn't call me last night," his mom
shot back.
    "I know. I'm sorry. Manny's mom said I could
crash on their sofa. We didn't get in until two in the morning and I figured it
too late to call you then."
    Molly took a break and held her hand out for Manny
to shake.
    "I'm Molly."
    “Manuel,” her son’s friend replied.  He took Molly's
hand in his and squeezed.
    He had strong hands, which sent a tingle up Molly's
spine. She was immediately attracted to Manuel even though he was half her age.
He was tall and dark haired with a broad shoulder. Molly got a glimpse of his
pecs through his muscle shirt and was impressed at how toned they were. She
concluded he must do a lot of heavy lifting.
    "You spend a lot of time in the gym?" she
asked.
    Manuel's dark brown eyes bored a hole through hers
and he smiled.
    "A little bit."
    "Manuel plays on the baseball team. He's one of
the school's all-star athletes. He'll probably get a scholarship."
    "Oh, really?"
    Molly didn't bother hiding how impressed she was.
    "Any idea where you'll be going to
school?"
    "I have a couple of prospects, but I'm not
mentioning names until I get accepted."
    "That's very wise of you," Molly said, not
taking her eyes off him.
    Richard seemed oblivious to the fact that his own
mother was flirting with his friend. When the waitress arrived, she took their
drink orders and scampered away. The boys made a comment about how cute she
was. Molly overlooked it and turned back to Richard.
    "So where did you go last night?"
    "The