1. Molly the Manager: Part 6 Happy New Year 1983


    Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: Anal, Fetish, First Time, Author: Yubadude, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    these events actually happened. Names have been changed. Geographical locations have not, as it ads to context. The week after Christmas, 1982 up to New Year 1983. Those were some of the happiest years of my life up to that point. The week between Christmas and New Year was a busy one for both of us. Molly, being a manager spent, literally, opening and closing at the return/exchange booth. I on the other hand, was dropped to 25 hours. My saving grace is people that had purchased new televisions wanted a little more than rabbit ears on that nice set. Remember, most large televisions (we are talking 25 to 26 inch models) were actually a piece of furniture in homes. I did antenna installation, did little advertising but received referrals by word of mouth. I did not hose people on the antenna cost or other material and installed nice antennas with a rotor and at the time rare coaxial cable. Each install netted me $100 dollars. To toot my own horn, people were actually amazed at the clarity of reception and were picking up San Francisco Bay Area stations. I did 15 installs that week. On Molly's part, she was having her monthly &#034visitor&#034 as she loved to call it. We had decided to whisk our way to her parents house for New Year, as her parents were in Vail, Colorado. I found out that her older s****r, Debbie and her husband, Steve were going to be there and we were going to ring in the New Year at Harrah's. Molly's parents had a VIP pass so we could get into a big New ...
    Year shindig, pay virtually nothing and Weinstock's was closed on New Years day. Molly, in exchange for the 14 hour shifts approving returns, managed to get off until January 4, 1983. I only saw Molly a couple of times that week before New Years Eve, to fix her dinner and give her foot and leg rubs; she was grateful for both as corn dogs at the place in Arden Faire Mall were probably not cutting it. New Years Eve. Surprisingly, the traffic was not bad to South Lake Tahoe, we made it in record time. We changed and met up with her s****r at Harrah's. We had a wonderful dinner in the VIP room. All you can eat Prime Rib. I did not want to seem a pig, only went back for seconds for the meat. We had pleasant conversations throughout the night, chit chatting back and forth. All except for one time. Molly and Steve went off, at one point to &#034Cut the Rug&#034 and danced together, which left Debbie alone at the table with me. As Debbie took a big gulp of the Long Island Iced Tea, she looked at me and said, &#034So, just what exactly are your intentions with my little s****r?&#034 I responded, &#034Well, what do you mean?&#034 &#034You know exactly what I mean. Besides the bedding down. Molly says you really do it for her. But the other things you do. Dropping by and giving her massages and not wanting sex for your trouble. Oh, then there is the other stuff. Fixing dinner for her. Not something out of a can or a frozen entree by Bird's Eye. You made lasagna, you made the sauce, not ...
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