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Nara left the funeral home, stepping carefully over the mud puddles left by the earlier rain to get back into her vehicle. She waved at her close friend, who stood outside the building, watching her drive away. Nara felt awful for what her friend would have to endure in the coming months. Having your husband die at such a young age was enough, but of such a tragic death added to her pain. Rebecca’s husband was only thirty-three when he last went fishing with her brother. Sure, the sky was overcast, and the air hung wetly around them as they were packing their gear into the truck, but that never stopped the boys from going fishing before. Why should it now? Little did they know that lightning would strike their boat just hours later, leaving her brother free of any harm, but killing her husband on the spot.
When Nara heard the horrible news, she knew she had to make the funeral. Rebecca had been her close friend for years, and she couldn’t miss being there to support her in her time of need. Even though Lake Charles was a good two to three hour drive from her home in Gonzales, Louisiana, she vowed to make the trip and be there to help her friend get through.
The ceremony had been beautiful, and plenty of tears were shed. Rebecca was touched that Nara had thought enough to drive the long way to be there for her. Now it was time to head back home. Funny how that made her even sadder than the funeral had. Her husband had been different lately. He had begun to have serious anxiety attacks at work, caused by the stress of his job. His doctor recommended the drug, Ativan, which helps to relieve anxiety. Nara wondered why the doctor didn’t mention what they should do to help relieve his wife when the Ativan caused him to have absolutely no desire for sex.
For the past six months, they had not touched each other. She tried to be understanding and patient, knowing that he needed to take the pills to function at his job as an air traffic controller, but it was getting ridiculous. When she would ask him what he planned to do – stay on these medicines forever? He responded that he felt ten times better at work and hadn’t had one anxiety attack since he began the dosage. She didn’t know if she could take it any longer.
Getting back onto the interstate going I-10 Westbound, Nara sighed, remembering how intense their love making used to be. Derrick was always incredible in bed, choosing to please her before himself at all times, and willing to try anything at least once. Now, Nara had to resort to pleasuring herself. Thinking that maybe if Derrick caught her getting herself off, he would get aroused enough to finish the job, Nara came home early one day and laid herself out on the bed. She had stripped down to only her black and gold silk bra, and spread her legs towards the door. Nara allowed her hands to rub over her breasts and cup her mound tightly. She heard Derrick’s key slip into the front door, licked her lips, and plastered the sexiest pout on her face. To her dismay, when Derrick came home, he walked right past her without a glance, stomped into the bathroom and took the longest shit she had ever heard him take since they’d been together. Sort of ruined the mood.
The music on her radio was a Toni Braxton love ballad, and she grew frustrated with the soulful crooning and turned it to an old 80’s station. Upbeat music was what she needed right now, nothing to remind her of what she wasn’t getting at home!
She drove fast, as always, bobbing and weaving through traffic to get to her destination the fastest way possible. Slipping off her six inch black patent leather heels, she also awkwardly maneuvered her way out of the restrictive black pantyhose she wore under her thigh high free flowing skirt as she drove. The pantyhose were the type with a built in panty and tight restrictive tummy tamer, so she had not worn panties underneath. Ahhh… freedom!
Reaching behind herself with one hand, the other still on the road, she unsnapped her bra after a few unsuccessful tries. She pulled it out from her sleeve like a pro. Thank God! The black and silver blouse she wore had a busy design, so that her breasts weren’t too overly exposed without her bra. She figured that if she was going to be driving for over two hours, she might as well be comfortable while she did it.
Suddenly a billboard caught her eye. It was bright yellow with bold red writing.
Come to Louisiana’s largest Adult Megastore! Exit 163 (2 miles)
Nara’s curiosity was sparked, and she wondered if she should exit. She hadn’t ever bought any vibrators or dildo’s before, because she hadn’t had to. Now it sounded like her salvation! Something to help her release her sexual energy. She smiled. Yes, she’d go, even if it was just to look around. Anyway, no one in this area knew her, so she wouldn’t bump into anyone and get embarrassed.
Exit 163 came quickly, and she turned. A little nervous giggle escaped her as she turned down a dusty side road, following the signs. When she pulled up to the large building set in the middle of no where, she noticed that there were only two other cars parked outside. Assuming one of them belonged to the employee working inside, she figured that was safe enough. Nara looked from side to side as she exited her vehicle, not bothering to put her pantyhose or bra back on. Who would see her out on these back roads anyway?
She entered the store and the woman behind the counter yelled out, “Welcome, honey. Feel free to look around!” Tara blushed and nodded. She noticed one man wandering the aisles looking at the adult videos.
Perusing the store, Nara found sexy lingerie that she would never be caught dead wearing, fur lined handcuffs, nasty movies, and then she hit the jackpot. Towards the back of the store were all of the many sex toys that she had seen on the internet but never saw in person. She was amazed at the size and length of some of the items. She had no idea they made items for men. Fake pussies and latex molds of faces with mouths wide open and asses propped up in the air waiting for penetration. Just standing there was making her nether regions moist. She looked around self consciously. The cashier was busy reading a magazine behind the counter and the other patron was still looking at videos. No one was paying her any attention. Good. She quickly grabbed a smaller vibrator. One called the Lady’s Choice 5 Inch Pink. It was small and simple and would definitely do the trick for a first timer like herself. She walked quickly up to the counter and slid the item close to the cashier. The lady smiled at her and said loudly, “Good choice, this one! Nice and quiet, small and sleek!” Nara felt like she would die. Just put it in a bag and shut up! She thought quietly.
“Now, we gotta make sure it works because there ain’t no refunds. I got some batteries right here.” The cashier opened the box and slipped four double A batteries into the vibrator. Nara looked back and saw the guy in the video section grinning up at her. Unbelievable!
The vibrator started making a low humming noise, and the cashier nodded. She put it back in the box and slipped it into a black bag. “D’ya need some batteries for it, honey?”
“Yes, please.” Nara whispered.
“Okay, one pack of 8. Your total is $25.00.”
Once Nara had bought the toy and rushed out to her car, she peeled out of the parking lot. She couldn’t believe how embarrassing that was! Why did the lady have to hold it up and put the batteries in? Nara drove wildly, getting back on the interstate. Her eyes darted down to the black bag sitting on her passengers seat temptingly and wondered how the vibrator would feel inside of her. When the urge became too strong, she exited at the next gas station she found. Pulling into a parking space on the side of the gas station, away from the eyes of the other customers, Nara retrieved the toy from it’s box. Her heart pounded in her chest as she put the batteries inside of it. When she turned the knob, it was somewhat hard to turn, but it finally clicked on and emitted the low hum she had heard in the store. With it vibrating in her hand, she looked side to side out of her car windows to see if anyone was watching her.
Relieved to find that she was still all alone, she reached under her skirt and pushed the vibrator into her snatch. The sensation was wickedly soothing, and she felt the walls of her vagina clench and tighten against the foreign object invading their sacred space. The dildo was small enough to fit all the way inside of her, and she squirmed in the seat. She got a wild idea and shook her head. No, there was no way she could do it! Could she drive with the toy inside of her? The other motorists would have no clue that she had a naughty secret. Months of pent up sexual frustration were taking their toll. She needed to so something outrageous!
Pulling out from the station slowly, she had to lean back in her seat because sitting up straight caused her pain. She felt like she could hear the hum of the vibrator all the way up inside her ears. Her pussy was becoming so wet and juicy from the way the toy felt and also just knowing that the truckers riding beside her and waving at her had no idea what she was up to.
Not realizing that she was going uncharacteristically slow, she was shocked when she saw the flashing lights behind her. She gasped, instinctively pulling over to the shoulder. Panicked, she wondered how she would pull the vibrator from her without the cop thinking she was reaching for a gun. Before she could think of what to do, he was at her window. Her face flushed.
“Hello Miss. Can you turn your radio off, please?” He was a huge man, so much taller than her husband Derrick. His uniform shirt fit him snugly over his bulging muscles.
Could she turn the radio off? Oh, crap, she didn’t even remember that the radio was even on! She nodded and pushed the button. Looking back at him, she traced the veins in his arms underneath his chocolate brown skin up to the short sleeves of his crisp blue shirt. He was gorgeous.
“Ma’am, do you realize that you were going 40 miles an hour in a 70 mile an hour zone? Just as going too fast can cause accidents, so can going too slow.” He looked over his dark sunglasses at her and noticed that she was sweating profusely, even though he could feel the cool air conditioning blowing from her vents. “Ma’am?”
“Yes, officer?” Nara squirmed uncomfortably.
“What is that sound?”
In the quiet that remained once the radio was shut off, the hum of the vibrator could be heard just enough to bring up that very question. She gasped, her mouth hanging open, and she shook her head. “Uhm… I don’t… I don’t…”
The officer reached back behind him and touched a hand to his gun. “Please step out of the car, young lady.”
Oh my god. She thought. No. I can’t get out of the car like this!
“Officer, I can’t really…” She stuttered.
“Ma’am, I said to get out of the car, and put your hands on the top of the hood. Go ahead and go around to the side away from the road. Wouldn’t want to you to get hit.” He reached in and unlocked the door, opening it for her. She quickly slipped her heels back on and climbed awkwardly out of the car. She clenched her muscles around the toy to ensure that it didn’t fall, and waddled slowly to the other side of her vehicle.
The officer followed behind her, watching as she made her way. He noticed her round bottom causing her skirt to ride up a little in the back. He noticed the way her high heels caused her calf muscles to tighten as she walked, and he noticed the black lace bra that was lying beside a black bag in her passenger seat.
“Hands on the hood, feet apart, Miss.” The officer said, leaning back curiously. He reached in the car and used his pen to open the bag. He saw a large empty box that seemed to have contained some sort of sex toy. He thought about the sound he had heard a few moments before and couldn’t help smiling to himself.
Coming back to meet the woman at the front passengers side of the vehicle, he stood behind her.
“Anything dangerous that you may have on your person that you may need to tell me about now?” The officer grinned since she couldn’t see him as she faced the other way.
“No, officer…” She sounded pained.
“Okay. I trust you.” The officer put his clipboard down beside her hands on the hood and began to frisk her. He began at the top of her body, sliding his hands down her arms to make sure there was nothing hidden in her sleeves. He ran his hands down the sides of her body, noticing that there was no bra strap to impede his progress. He slid his large skillful hands down the sides of her hips. Reaching up under her skirt, he ran his hands down her thighs, slowly, noticing the wetness that coated his hands as he did so.
Nara shuddered, the excitement building from the touch of a man’s hands on her body once again to the vibrating movement deep within her. She knew that she shouldn’t be aroused by the officer’s procedure, but she couldn’t help it. She bowed her head and closed her eyes, concentrating on squeezing her muscles and not releasing the vibrator onto the hot pavement.
“I still hear a noise, Ma’am. Do you have any idea what that could be?” The officer questioned.
“No, sir,” She answered.
“You can turn around. Keep your legs apart and put your arms out to the side. I need to find the source of this noise, if you’re not going to cooperate.” The officer pasted a stern look on his face, using the sunglasses to mask his pleasure.
Nara turned to face him, her back to the busy interstate, her SUV blocking the truckers view as they passed by. She kept her legs apart and lifted her arms straight out to the side. The officer noticed the way her breasts bounced as she lifted her arms. Her nipples were obviously hardened. He walked up closer to her. Soon he was close enough to smell the spearmint gum on her breath. She looked up, away from his eyes.
“You sure you don’t know what that noise is, Miss?”
“No, officer. I’m sorry.” She felt a tear travel down her face, afraid that he would arrest her when he discovered that she had been driving with the toy inside of her.
“Well, let’s do some investigation, then.” He leaned in closer, listening to her heartbeat through her blouse, he bent further down, letting his head travel down her stomach. She shuddered again with anticipation, almost wanting him to find it. He bent further and she found his head right next to her crotch. “I think I found the source.”
A slight moan came from her lips. He rose, standing directly in front of her, until they were nose to nose. She felt his hand reach up underneath her skirt. His hand found her naked pussy and he gently patted her mound. Nara jumped, releasing her muscles and the vibrator. The shiny pink toy fell from her body, slamming onto the pavement with a loud crash. She crumpled to the road, covering her face with her hands.
The officer bent, picked up the toy and held it to his nose. He sniffed along the length of it and tossed it back into the car through the open passenger window. He knelt to pick her up underneath her arms. She stood, not being able to meet his eyes. Using the vehicle as his shield, he kissed her. Tara couldn’t believe it was happening. It was a quick kiss, almost too fast for her to remember it. He pulled away and picked his clip board up from the hood.
“Speed up a little on these interstates, okay? I wouldn’t want you or anyone else out here to get hurt.” The officer walked steadily to his patrol car and drove away.
Nara wiped the tears from her eyes and the gravel from her hands. She watched the patrol car drive away, until it was only a speck on the horizon. Snapping herself out of the trance, she ran over to the drivers side of the SUV and climbed in, closing her windows and locking the doors. Leaving the radio off, she drove the rest of the way home, thinking about what had just happened.
When she arrived home, Nara brought the black bag inside with her, tossing the dirty vibrator in without bothering to place it back into it’s box. Derrick looked up at her from his seat on the couch watching television.
“How was the funeral? Is Becca okay?” He asked.
“Um hmm…” She tried to make a beeline for the bedroom.
“Hey, babe?” He called.
She turned around. “Yes?”
“I’m actually feeling sort of… romantic tonight. Whatta ya say?” He grinned.
“No, I’m pretty tired.” Derrick sat with his mouth open in disbelief, and Nara headed to the bedroom. She washed the vibrator off in her bathroom sink and laid in her bed with it, visions of a certain traffic officer running through her mind.
