It was 9:30 pm, and nearly time for Tori to settle into bed for the night. It had been a long day and she was worn out both physically and mentally.
Stepping out of the shower, Tori enveloped herself in a large towel, and wrapped her hair in another. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror as she walked by, and turned to look. She removed her towel to admire her body, allowing her gaze to cross over her pert breasts, her flat stomach, and freshly waxed intimate parts. Her mind wandered a bit to the police officer that had pulled her over today. She was not usually particularly interested in police officers, or any man in uniform for that matter. But there was something about this man's gaze that got to her.
Tori recalled how he stepped up too her window and his voice, neither threatening nor boyish, introduced himself, asking for her identification. She had pulled her skirt up and tugged on her blouse before he had approached the window to expose a little more skin. She had hoped to entice him into giving her only a warning. Tori did catch his gaze drinking in her bare legs and the sight of her barely covered breasts. Unfortunately, he still felt the need to give her a ticket. She did, momentarily, consider inviting him over in exchange for coincidently losing the ticket.
As Tori began to think about how that hypothetical scenario may have played out, her fingertips traveled down her stomach to her clit. She gently teased herself, allowing her fingertip to move in circles around her clitoris. Not enough to bring her to orgasm, but enough to lubricate herself.
Tori dryed off and slipped into a loosely fitting nightgown that accentuated her shape. She climbed into bed, the sheets sliding over her smoooth legs. She leaned over and removed her vibrator from the nightstand and laid flat on her back while she used her fingers to play with her clit. She spread her legs and inserted the vibrator, the clitoral stimulator resting ever so lightly on her clit. She began slow, turning the vibrator on the lowest setting as she moved it in and out of her pussy. Her mind wandered back to the police officer, developing her fantasy about how it might have worked out if Tori had successfully lured the officer to her house.
As she turned up the vibrations and brought herself closer to orgasm, Tori was startled to hear an unusual sound coming from the kitchen. She stopped and turned off the vibrator, listening intently. She decided to explore the origin of the sound and got out of bed, walking toward the living room.
Tori flipped on the livingroom light to see a tall, dark figure standing in the doorway. She opened her mouth to scream but he crossed the room so fast and covered her mouth, turning her around and slamming her up against the wall. The man's lips pressed against the side of her face, his hot breath invading her ear.
"Don't make a sound. Do as I tell you, and you won't get hurt. Do you understand?" she nodded as she tried to place his voice. There was something familiar about it. The voice was assertive, and manly. If she had not felt so threatened, she may have found his voice rather sexy.