I heard his voice in my ear, from the other side of the phone. I'd called after working my shift, a full 8 hour day, to see if he needed me to pick up anything before I headed home. I was walking, because the car has been in the shop for almost a month. I knew it would take me a while to get home, and it was late. I was hoping it would be something simple that he'd need, or nothing at all. My feet were killing me, and at this hour the lines would be horrible.
"Yes, I need some socks. Nothing fancy, just socks." I smiled to myself, he was almost always practical. I'd loved that about him when we'd met.. but tonight, I wanted to splurge. I wanted impractical. So I picked up the socks, and then went to the little section of the store that had condoms and lubes. I found what I was looking for pretty fast. It was a vibrator - small and compact.
I paid for everything and then went to the restroom before starting my long walk home. I lived in town, and the store was on the edge of town. It was about a six mile walk one way, usually took me about an hour and a half, to two hours to walk it. Depending which direction I was going, one way was longer because it was mostly up hill.
So I used the restroom, then dug my butt plug out of my backpack, and opened up the vibe. I put them both in place; the vibe on my front, where it just barely buzzed on my clit, and the plug deep into my ass. I pulled my panties (which were more like short shorts) up and changed into my jeans. Put everything else back into my backpack, washed my hands, and left the restrooms. I said good night to all the people I knew working on the registers, and quickly left the store.
I dug my phone out of my pocket and checked the time. 11:30pm. The parking lot was near empty, and I could see there were very little cars traveling on the highway at this hour. Good thing too, because I'd be walking under the street lights on the edge of the highway, and I didn't want to be swallowing a lot of road crap from the traffic. The ground was soaked, it was raining a bit, but not enough for me to dig my umbrella out just yet. I got to the edge of the parking lot, and my cell phone rang again.
I checked the ID then answered it.
"Hey Hon, I was just leaving... did we need anything else?"
"Yeah, sorry.. We need more sugar, I completely forgot earlier." I could tell he was tired, his voice was strained. He paused to yawn, then continued. "Oh, and some cheese sauce, if you can find it. You know, I like the store brand." I grimaced, this list was getting longer, and none of the rest sounded light weight. I put a smile into my voice, like I'd use at the Customer Service desk, dealing with a difficult customer.
"Sure Hun, sugar and cheese sauce. Anything else?"
"I think that's all. The rest can wait till tomorrow, I just know that you don't work tomorrow, and I have a hankering for nachos." I could hear a slight grin in his voice.
"Ok then, no problem. I'll see you when I get there. Love you," I glanced around the parking lot, there was nobody in my area, or nearby my area.
"Love you too. See you later, Sweetheart."
We hung up, and I went back to the store. The vibe was starting to migrate, and move around - I guess I had gotten myself wet down there without even noticing. I wanted to re-arrange it, but I couldn't without making it obvious , so I just did the shopping he'd asked for. When I was finally in line again the people behind me pressed closer in, and I could almost rub against them if I wasn't careful. That aroused me even more, because nobody knew what was happening below my belt. I felt dirty and a little cheap, but it wasn't enough to make me step out of the line and go back to the bathroom and fix everything again.
When I'd paid for everything, I took it all out to the entry way to rearrange my pack and see if I could make something else fit inside my backpack. Hopefully the heavier stuff. Nope, my pack was stuffed with my work clothes, and the socks I'd bought for Hubby. I was able to fit the jar of cheese in, but I'd have to carry the sugar the old-fashioned way - by hand. I was already regretting buying the 10 lbs bag. I debated taking it back and getting the smaller 5 lb bag, but I was already tired... had been through that line twice, and I was starting to get cranky with everyone.
I picked up the sugar and started out of the parking lot again. I made it to the highway, then remembered that I had wanted to reposition the vibe before I left the store. I shrugged, I'd just have to deal with it, wherever it decided to travel. I mentally checked the plug - yup. Right where it should be.
I walked a couple blocks on the highway, and was to a pretty secluded and quiet area, somewhere between stores. I could feel the vibe working its way forward, toward my clit again. I sucked in a sudden, deep breath as it pressed against my clit while I was walking. I almost stopped, the sensation hit me strongly. I managed to keep walking, but only barely, I stumbled a few steps until I realized what I was doing - I probably looked intoxicated to passing traffic - if there'd been any traffic that had passed me. I quickly looked around, making sure that I was actually alone with myself out there... Nothing had passed me, and it looked like the traffic that was on its way my direction was a pretty good ways back. I sighed, relieved.
The last thing I'd need is to have a cop pull over to check on me in this condition. I don't know if I'd get a ticket, be arrested, or what would happen. I'd never thought about that before I started this adventurous walk of mine. I forced myself to straighten up and walk somewhat normally. I told myself that since I couldn't walk straight, and keep up the pace that I'd get off the highway at the next chance, and walk the sidewalk - even though it's darker and a little more dangerous. I reasoned that this was going to be about as dangerous if not more, if I got caught with something in my pants that wasn't supposed to be there.
By the time I'd gotten to the next road that would take me to the sidewalk, two cars had passed me. I couldn't tell if they were slowing down because they saw me, or if they were in fact slowing down at all.. it just seemed to me that it took a while for them to pass each time. I could have been seeing them in slow motion as well... who knows.?
I turned myself in the direction of the sidewalk, and continued my trip. I could feel the vibe sliding back and forth between my pussy lips... Just getting to the opening of my pussy, then working its way back to my clit. Each step was pushing it one way, then the other. My breathing sped up, and it had nothing to do with the exercise of the walking... everything to do with the building orgasm that was forming in the heat between my legs.
The sidewalk curved away from the highway, and ran a little above it, so I could see clearly what was happening on the roads. But there was no lights back this far off the main highway, and that made me nervous. I'd been walking this path for a month now, and I had some awkward experiences in this area before. A couple weeks ago, there were a couple of guys I had been walking behind, that I lost track of suddenly when they got to a side road. I found them eventually, a few blocks past where I'd lost them.. they were following me instead. And I had pretty much ran to the safety of the highway after that night.
I like adventure and risk, but I don't necessarily like danger and stupidity. So I always walk the highway at night now - except for tonight. Tonight I'm making an exception. I'm not looking for danger, or trouble, but I also know that if I keep to the highway someone will notice that I'm walking weird and call the cops on me.
I get to the first set of buildings, a couple shops and a diner/hotel. The shops are long since closed for the night, and the diner is quiet as well, most of the lights are off inside, but there are a few people outside smoking. I keep my eyes on the sidewalk in front of me, knowing the area has broken pavement and large rocks. That's what I need, I think to myself... Trip over something and someone will notice, and maybe come over to help you. Embarrassing to say the least. I keep walking, but I can hear the people talking softly near the hotel entrance.
Once I'm past them, it's pretty dark and the bushes on the side of the road cast strange shadows across the wet pavement. The Vibe is still pumping across my slit with every step, and the plug is neatly tucked deep inside my ass. Thinking about it stirs my arousal even more, and I wish I wasn't carrying this sugar because I want to reach one hand down my pants and finger myself. I think about it for a few more minutes...