Molly explained, "Because there were too many people waiting for the elevator when I got off work, I didn't want to squeeze in, so I took the stairs. I never expected to find you having sex with another woman."
I asked, feeling her excuse unreasonable. "Seeing me having sex with another woman, and yet you still invited me to a love hotel. Are you not bothered by it?"
Molly planted a light kiss on my lips, saying, "Absolutely not. In fact, it just proves my suspicions."
"Suspicions about being good at sex?" I asked.
Molly's eyes visibly lit up, "Exactly! It shows that I have a sharp eye!"
Her laughter was clear and hearty, giving me the impression that she was cheerful.
Beneath her sweet exterior lay an interesting soul. What an intriguing person she was!
"Do you want to experience what it's like to have sex with me? After all, experiencing it firsthand is more real than just guessing," I said, moving closer to her, my voice soft and resonant, like the music of a beautiful cello.
The notes dancing in the air were the seductive melody I played.
I hoped she would agree to have sex with me.
"But I don't have a condom, do you?" Molly asked, looking at me with a puzzled expression.
I rarely used condoms as I often had sex with women. How could I have any of them on hand?
I only thought of using them when I was with Catherine. Otherwise, I never bothered to bring them out.
"I don't, but don't worry, I won't finish inside you," I assured her.
"But you finished inside the other woman when you had sex with her," Molly pointed out.
She had actually witnessed me ejaculating.
How could my vigilance be so poor? I hadn't even noticed her at that time.
"The situations were different. She wanted me to finish inside her, but you're the girl I like, so I'll make sure to take care of your feelings," I explained, looking into her eyes with sincerity, hoping she could catch it.
As time passed, just when I thought our affair were going to fall through, Molly nodded.
"Alright, I trust you. I'll go take a shower first," she said, grabbing a bathrobe and towel from the closet and heading towards the bathroom.
I quickly followed her, pulling her into my arms.
"We're about to have sex, so why shower separately? Let's do it together," I suggested.
"Isn't that a bit inappropriate? I've never showered with a man before," Molly hesitated, standing at the bathroom door.
"It's okay, we'll just shower together, it's a way to get to know each other, right?" I persuaded.
Molly hesitated, but I couldn't wait any longer.
"Don't worry, we'll just shower, nothing else will happen," I reassured her, leading her into the bathroom to undress.
As for whether we would have sex in the shower, that was not my concern. Anyway, we would end up in our sex.
Maybe by then, she would be so infatuated with me that she couldn't help but fall for me.
"Alright, but you better keep your word," Molly said, looking at me with clear eyes.
She was truly a naive and innocent girl. I never expected that this girl would be having sex with me tonight!
"Trust me, I'll keep my word. Let's go, I can't wait to shower," I said, leading her into the bathroom, feeling excited.
The first thing I did after entering the bathroom was to close and lock the door, then I stripped off all my clothes.
As I took off my underwear, there were traces of dried semen and vaginal discharge, now just a white spot.
Molly noticed the marks on my underwear, she crouched down in front of me, running her fingers over the spot.
"Is this the mark left from when you were with that other woman?" she asked, her voice pure and clear, like untouched water.
Surprisingly, she didn't mind that I had been with another woman before her.
"Yeah, it accidentally got on there. Does it bother you?" I asked, feeling a bit uneasy.
"Not at all, it just proves that I have a good eye for people. You're great," she replied.
Although I felt a bit disappointed that she showed no possessiveness towards me, it only fueled my desire to conquer her. I wanted her to be so infatuated with me that she couldn't help but fall for me, to the point where she wouldn't even look at another man's cock.
"Thanks. Why don't you take off your clothes too? I'll go turn on the hot water," I suggested.
"Sure, but can you help me unzip my dress? It's a bit high, and I can't reach it," Molly said, turning her back to me.
She was still wearing a men's coat that reached her ankles, covering her dress. So, she hadn't been recognized as a woman at the front desk.
Turning away from me, she slowly removed the coat, letting it fall to the ground.
Her slender back appeared before me, her white dress slightly transparent.
Her bra was revealed, a simple white one that perfectly encased her round breasts, leaving no extra flesh exposed.
She seemed like a conservative woman, yet open enough to book a hotel room with a man she had just met.
Reaching for the zipper on her back, I slowly pulled it down.
Her smooth back was like a curtain being drawn on a stage, revealing more of her, and my excitement grew as I went further down.
When I reached her bra, the zipper got stuck. I had to pull her dress back a bit for the zipper to slide down smoothly.
I must have pressed against her breasts while pulling the dress back, as she let out a soft moan, igniting the temperature in the bathroom.
"Did I hurt you?" I asked in a husky voice, feeling a fire burning in my throat.
Despite wearing only underwear, I felt hot all over.
"No, just... I felt a bit strange for the first time. Keep unzipping," she said.
"Okay," I replied softly.
I successfully unzipped her dress, revealing her bra and almost half of her back. Looking further down, I could see the edge of her white panties.