24/09/2016
Molly here,
We made our move, and have just started to get settled in a new home, which is my job, while Rick gets settled in to his new job. I can take my time getting the house set up, as Rick's new position pays extremely well, so there is no hurry for me to return to the work force. I will now be able to relate the "story" of Rick and Molly, as it unfolded. But first, I will describe our final days before moving on to the "new" life, and the fun we had on the road along the way.
The moving van arrived on a Friday morning to take all of our "stuff". The new owners would be moving in on Saturday, so we had some work ahead of us. Kevin and Cheryl offered to help us and told us we could spend the night in their guest room, and leave on Saturday for our new life. We agreed, on the condition that our "last supper" was on our dime and they agreed. So we spent the day getting things packed away to our satisfaction in the moving van. We didn't get to pack much, as the movers insurance required their workers to pack most of the stuff. We just made sure the containers were marked for later; there were a bunch of boxes !!! This activity took most of the day, and when it was finally complete, the four of us sat back and cracked a cold one. Eventually, we decided to get ready for dinner, and the question was asked "where" ? We settled on a little joint about a half hour away, that had good food, small crowds, and a small deck that overlooked a private country club's golf course; maybe ten "four tops". The twinkle in Cheryl's eyes told me that this could be a very interesting evening for our final evening together, if we just thought about it for a minute. I asked Cheryl how she felt about getting a bit wild, like we did some time back at the club on a Saturday night; her response: Hell, yes!! So we all got thru the shower and proceeded to get dressed. Cheryl's summer dress was a bit too shear; my spaghetti strap white "T" top was a bit large, my skirt a bit short. We were ready !! The boys put on their "best ever" shorts that had taken Cheryl and I months to find, that revealed all of their manhood when they sat down, but appeared perfectly normal when they were standing up. So, just like most women do, they had to cross their legs while seated. Oh baby !!!
We arrived at the restaurant around 7 pm, missing the "Friday rush", and were lucky enough to get the last open table on the deck. It didn't take long for the hostess to pass the word about four "flashy" adults on the deck. To say the least, the service was excellent. There were like eight different people, guys and gals, who took care of the drinks, the food order, the clearing of the table, and the refills of drinks as needed, and of course, the check.
During our time there, we enjoyed flashing each other, being exposed whenever we were sure other guests and staff, couldn't see. That didn't stop them from trying !!!
During dinner, we took a minute to exchange flash drives of photos all four of us had taken on our trip. We decided that since this was probably the last time we would be a vacationing foursome on a far-a-way beach, that we should all take pictures of our time together. The only thing not allowed to be photographed was sex. We all enjoyed lots of touching, sometimes having a "group grope", which is really a lot of fun, as everyone gets wet and hard at the same time, but no "screwing" photos. Those photos will create some awesome love making as time goes on for all four of us.
We returned to Kevin and Cheryl's home, and spent the rest of the evening drinking beer and playing pool without clothes. The next morning, we hit the road for at least 8 hours of the highway. We had lots of fun there too, but that's another story, for another day.