Scarlett and Molly turn from their computer screens to see Cole enter their living room. He found their invitation on his pillow. He enters barefoot, wearing a black button down shirt and well fitting jeans. He is carrying a tumbler of whiskey and eyeing the women suspiciously as he lowers himself onto the center of the brown leather couch. The ice taps on the side of the glass as he swirls his whiskey around, a smug lustful look on his face. The women eye each other and smirk as the plan they contrived is now going to come to fruition.
Molly, wearing a sage green pencil skirt and white blouse stands and places her hands on the desk. Scarlett, wearing a simple button down black dress, sets her feet on the now abandoned armrests of Molly’s chair, showing that she isn’t wearing anything under her dress. Cole leans back into the cushions of the couch, curious and eager. Scarlett winks at Cole as she stands, walks over to Molly and raises the green skirt above her waist, revealing white lace panties covering a tight round ass. Scarlett tells Molly to keep her hands on the desk and she slides one hand up Molly’s thigh to feel her wet and ready slit, the other hand wrapping around and tugging at Molly’s hair. “Are you going to be a good girl today, Molly?” whispers Scarlett. Molly moans as she pushes her hips back trying to get Scarlett’s fingers to rub against her. This earns Molly a sharp slap on the ass, causing her back to arch and ass move further out, earning a few more slaps that turn the soft flesh bright pink. Scarlett removes her hand and using Molly’s hair, pulls her upright and turns her around.