Hazel woke up disoriented, looking at her phone, '7:47 AM, dammit I'm running late.' She rolled out of bed onto the floor, picking up her towel and the clothes she had laid out the night before. 'If I take a ten-minute shower I can still make it to my favorite bakery. I wonder if Leo is working today.' Distracted, Hazel forgot to move out of the way as cold water shot from the shower head. A stinging sensation hit her nipples first and dissipated the fog-like brain. A yelp escaped her mouth but was soothed as the water turned hot.
Leo is the owner of a popular bakery/bookstore. 'He's so fucking sexy, if only he would ask me out.'
The steamy memory from last July made her knees tremble. She remembered walking back from the park, her clothes stuck to her skin like wet napkins. Spotting a metal bench up ahead she decided to sit down to cool off. It was dark but she could see two shadows across the street, on the steps of “Sweet Read”. At first glance it would seem like a sweet couple snuggling on a normal night. It was Leo and his girlfriend/conquest of the month. Hazel couldn't help but notice movement from under the woman's flowy but short summer dress. Her legs were draped across his thighs, her head resting on his shoulders, lips near his neck. His right arm was cradling her back but his left hand was nowhere to be seen.
That's when it hit her, 'His hand is under her dress!' Hazel couldn't believe what was happening. It was clear to her that Leo was fingering and grinding this woman to ecstasy, faster each minute. Hazel felt her warmth pool between her legs as she witnessed the onslaught of movement. He was ruthless, making her gasp and fight control to stay still.
Hazel had never felt more hot and wet in her life. She locked eyes with Leo, unbeknownst to the writhing body against his, as he pumped his hand in and out of her intimate area. Hazel's cheeks burned with embarrassment but she couldn't look away. His biceps glistening under the neon lights. She wished more than ever that it was her he was plunging into. With one last pump, he removed his hand, staring straight into Hazel's soul and stuck his wet fingers into the woman's open and waiting mouth. Satiated, she happily sucked his fingers clean. 'Fuck, where can a girl get some loving attention like this?!'
After that, Hazel realized that her voyeurism quickly made her uncomfortably hot. And so she ran away, six blocks home to her bedside drawer, looking for Mr. Bunny. She needed a quick release, and nothing moved quicker and faster that Mr. Bunny.
With Leo on her mind, she fumbled with the pink vibrator and stuck the suction part against the top of her tiny dresser. She turned the switch on and jumped on top, straddling the dresser. Hazel was so wet that it slipped in without resistance. She started grinding, riding, and jumping on Mr. Bunny. Massaging and kneading her nipples. She replayed Leo's arm pumping, envisioned his fingers slipping into her. Hazel's toes curled, her hips moved faster and faster, her back straining with her quick gyrating. 'Yes yes YES!'
Pleasure spread through her pussy down to her thighs, and up her spine. Hazel became light headed with pleasure; she was dripping with release. As she put her palm out to stabilize her body, she felt her slick mixture of wetness and sweat and slid off of the dresser. The slippery mess propelling her body forward and onto the floor. Hazel's moist body slid against the floor like a water slide and her head crashed between the bottom shelf of her bookcase. The tall furniture tipped forward and her books and knickknacks went crashing against her body. Everything went black.
The next day Hazel woke up from the hospital. It turns out that her neighbor heard screams and then a crash. They thought she was being attacked and called the police. When police arrived, her door was broken down, only to find her laying on the floor under the book shelf, wearing only a shirt and a red thong hanging onto her right ankle. Of course they saw Mr. Bunny glistening on the side table, looking tall and proud. It was a quick open and shut case and it felt like the entire police department, hospital staff and all of her neighbors knew what had happened.
It was the most exhilarating, horny, and embarrassing moment in her life. After that, it was a while before Hazel had the courage to go to the shop. Eventually she did for the love of pastries and to get a glace at that hunky man.
Back in her shower, Hazel reminisced about that crazy night in July. Her fingers splayed out against her core as she entered one, two, three digits into her wet and waiting lips. They welcomed the entry and gave away all resistance as she pumped in and out. She whimpered, calling out to Leo…
