Itβs Friday night and it's been such a bad day at work. I feel like letting loose. I want a drink and whatever else will make me forget about work. My friend Emily and I plan to meet for drinks so I go home to relax and shower before going out. In the shower, the hot water feels so good running over my body. I wash my body with vanilla sugar body wash and after drying; I rub the matching lotion all over my body. With wet hair, I lie back on my bed and just let my mind wander. Itβs been a long time and I really miss being touched. Being caressed. Having my body stroked until it hums. My hands are on my stomach and they start to move without conscious effort on my part. Over my stomach and up to my breasts. My nipples instantly get hard as I start to slide my hands over them, my fingers teasing them with little pinches. I can feel my pussy getting wet. I slide my hands down my stomach and spread my legs. My fingers move over my pussy and feel the wetness. So slick. So hot. I think about how bad I need to be fucked. I slide one finger inside my wet cunt.
The phone rings. Damn! I force myself out of the bed promising myself that tonight I will revisit those thoughts.... This time with my toys! After fixing my hair and putting on my makeup, I begin to get dressed. Standing naked in front of the closet, I decide to wear my new dress. It finally feels like spring outside and is warm enough for the dress I bought. Soft material. Above the knee. It feels so good against my skin. Makes me feel soft and feminine. And it matches my new bra and panties. Black lace. Black dress. Black shoes. Black bag. I could be a cat burglar. Maybe I'll steal something tonight.
I pick out the perfume I want to wear. Burberry I think. It always makes me feel sexy. Next I put on my jewelry. All done. I think I'm ready.
Oh shit...I look at the clock and realize I'm late. I promised Emily I wouldn't be late. She hates sitting in the bar alone waiting for me. I jump into the car and hope I can make it on time. I start speeding and pretty soon there are blue lights in my rearview mirror. Just what I need.
I watch the cop get out of the car and walk up to my window. He leans down and asks to see my insurance and drivers license. I hand it to him. Damn he looks good. My mind immediately goes back to my bed when I was touching myself. I think I have just found who I will fantasize about later tonight. I've always had a fantasy about cops...how sexy they look in their uniforms, being "taken"... he goes back to his car and in a few minutes, returns with his ticket book. Do you know how fast you are going? Yes sir, but my grandmother is in the hospital and she needs me. I promised her I would hurry. I'm sorry, I won't speed anymore. I'll slow down. You stare right into me. It starts to make me uncomfortable. And a little wet. I think about how I wish you'd look at me like that while you slam that big dick into my cunt. I shift in the seat and my dress rides up my legs a bit. I catch you watching my legs. I lean closer to you and you can clearly see down the top of my dress. I almost giggle to myself thinking...Like what you see? Then let me out of this ticket. Your eyes travel back up my face and you tell me to slow down and let me go. I pull away thinking...Sucker!
At the bar, Emily and I have a good laugh over that. We wonder if you ever let ugly women out of tickets or just the ones who flash you a bit of tit and ass.
We have a few drinks and it gets later in the night. I finally feel relaxed and we start dancing. Some guy comes up to me and starts dancing with me. Behind me. Emily is dancing in front of me and by the look on her face, I can tell I'll like what I see when I turn around. I begin to turn and he puts his hands on my waist to stop me. He leans in and speaks into my ear. Oh god he smells good. And his voice.....Mmm I glance around and definitely like what I see. I want to turn around and get a better look but he won't let me. He keeps his hands at my sides, moving down a bit more onto my hips. Pulls me closer to him so I can not turn around and I can't really see him if I turn my head. I really don't mind because now I can feel how hard his body is against mine. Hard chest. Nice big hands. One of his legs moves between mine. My ass grinds into him. I smile as I feel him get hard against my ass. I am so turned on.
What a whore I think to myself. Here's this stranger that I really haven't even seen well. I don't know his name. Yet I am letting him put his hands on me and grind his hard dick into my ass. If he pulled me out of the bar and pushed me up against the wall to fuck me...I wouldn't resist at all. He leans in close to my neck. I turn just enough to ask his name. Shaun he says. Hmmm. Before I can tell him mine, he leans in again and says.....Well Jenn, I guess it's a miracle. Granny must be feeling much better. I freeze and it dawns on me who you are. I try to turn but you hold me tighter. One hand stays on my hip and the other moves over my stomach to hold me tight against your body. I hear you laugh.