Marla in control-1
Marla was young still, right? She was still hot, right? She’d gotten married at 24. The first year or so had been great, but life had gotten in the way the last few years and at this point she was more just going through the motions. Her tits weren’t quite as perky as they’d been at 18, but she still noticed a few construction workers put down their hammers as she walked by a jobsite. Sure she noticed a few gray hairs, who doesn’t in their early thirties? But her hair stylist made sure that it stayed blonde and that no one could tell. Her legs still long, her skin still tight and tanned. She made sure her pussy was always shaved smooth, even if she was the only one who ever saw it, let alone touch it. Marla’s eyes were a piercing blue and her make up was always perfectly done. She kept up with the latest fashion styles and jewelry, but the one man she was allowed to have, her husband, never touched her.
Marla still had needs, she was a woman, wasn’t she? She masturbated a few days a week. Her routine was good and always worked, but it had turned just that, routine. Shower before work, her husband always went to work first. She’d dry off and lie in bed. Her freshly shaved pussy felt like velvet. God, her lips were soft and sensitive. Already naked and wet, she’d roll over and pull open her nightstand drawer. She had a few toys to choose from, but usually she’d get her plug in vibrator. 9″ long and black, it always made her not just cum, but squirt. It’s why she always masturbated after showering, She already had a wet towel in bed, so it was an easy cleanup, especially when she got lost in her moment and ended up being late for work.
Today was no exception, she layed in bed and massaged her folds. As she was just starting to get to the point where she was ready to pull out Mr. Electric, the phone rang. “Marla, there’s an emergency at the inn. We need you here immediately.” Her fingers, which had never left her pussy while on the phone, wanted to do more, but she knew that it would take her a few minutes to clean up, get dressed and then a 20 minute drive. She knew she’d need to cum to possibly make it through whatever bullshit the day would have in store for her, but there just wasn’t time, so she cleaned up, got ready, and off to work.
“Ugh. This is so frustrating.” Marla thought. Her pussy still wet and aching for the chance to cum. There had to be something she could do. At a stoplight she spread her legs a bit and reached up under her skirt to her pantyless cunt and fingered her hole. The light turned green and as much as she wanted to keep at it, she just couldn’t manage the proper positioning. So what else? Was there a toy out there that she could use, that’d do it for her? Wait a second. What about a remote controlled vibrator. Hadn’t she seen one of those before. Marla resolved that she’d have to do some research on this as the thought had her juices flowing.
Marla didn’t even make it until noon before she was using her iPhone to learn all about the remote control vibrators out there. She knew she wanted a small and discrete remote, but what about the actual toy? It was so hard to judge size through tiny online pictures. She didn’t want something too small that it didn’t satisfy her, and didn’t want something so big that it was uncomfortable. Not finding the info she wanted, Marla decided that she’d take her lunch break and run over to the adult store a few miles from the inn.
She’d been into the Pink Panther a few times in the past, so she knew right where to go. As always she hoped she wouldn’t run into anyone that knew her. She always felt self conscious going in a place like this, what with her being a high end business type and it being the middle of a work day. At the end of the day Marla knew that inside she felt a little like a slut and there was nothing wrong with a slut buying toys to feed her needs. She looked around and found a dark green oblong shaped toy that was with a black remote. She grabbed that and a pack of AAA batteries and headed to the counter to check out. She put her purchase on the counter and the cashier commented on how much she liked that toy. She then reached into the back pocket of her jeans, pulled out the same remote, and gave it three clicks as a wave of pleasure swept over her face. The cashier fumbled with Marla’s card, trying to get it into the swiping machine, and as she dropped it for the second time, Marla reached across the counter and gave the remote another two clicks. The cashier’s hands quickly grabbed on to the counter for support as she reached an orgasm with a soft moan. She gave Marla a smile and said “Like I said it’s a good one. And thank you.”
Not believing what she’d just done, Marla grabbed her bag and ran out to the car not looking back as the door slammed shut behind her. Before putting the car in drive, Marla ripped open the package and stuck the batteries in, just wanting to feel how strong a vibration it’d put out. Her jaw practically hit the floor feeling it pulse in her palm. She turned it off and threw it back in the bag on the passenger seat knowing that she wasn’t interested in traveling down that rabbit hole…yet.
Marla could hardly concentrate in the office that afternoon and decided she hit her stopping point for the day about an hour earlier than normal. Despite her best efforts to behave herself, at the first stop light Marla had her foot up on the center console and was pulling her soaking wet panties to the side. She parted her lips and with a slight wince push the vibrator into her hole. As traffic started to move forward again, Marla flipped the first mode on and the good feelings swept over her crotch. She kept things slow and steady, putting all of her concentration into not getting into an accident. She pulled into the driveway, relieved to see that her husband wasn’t home, knowing she was going to have a lot of fun this afternoon. As she gathered her things she accidently bumped the remote to the second setting and the change stopped her dead in her tracks. Frozen in her seat, the remote control vibrator brought Marla to an orgasm for the first time.
