Hardware supplies

Vyki was just reminiscing on an episode of an old short of a rabbit in a blonde wig teasing a dopey bald guy as she felt the car bounce into a parking lot. Giggling as she opened her eyes and joked, “trying to punish the car, Mistress?”

Molly just shook her head at Vyki and said sarcastically, “ha-ha.” Molly then shot back jokingly, “glad to see sleeping beauty decided to join us.”

Vyki giggled at Mistress, “oh, I wasn’t sleeping, Mistress. I was just relaxing with happy thoughts like you instructed.”

“Well, glad you are doing so well; we’re at the next stop,” Molly said as she pulled the car into a parking spot on the far side of the lot beneath a very healthy evergreen. “I’ll get your dress and you can get changed in the backseat,” Molly instructed as she got out.

“Yes, Mistress,” Vyki responded as unbuckled, opened her door, swinging her legs out and holding her damaged dress as she stood up on the asphalt enjoying the click of her heels. However, as Vyki lifted her head and looked at the warehouse size building before them, her face dropped as she saw the familiar logo of the chain mega hardware store. Looking around as she closed the door, Vyki quickly darted her head around realizing this was the branch local to their house. She stepped quickly to plaster herself up against the car as she tried to identify anyone walking around, sure she was about to see some neighbor locked onto them pointing & laughing.

Molly retrieved the bag with the dress from the adult store and navigated around the car surprised to see Vyki not in the backseat yet. Molly was more concerned though by seeing the frantic, nervous, and afraid look on the girl’s face. She quickly walked over to her and put her arms on her should to comfort and get her attention, “Vyki, hun, what’s wrong??”

“I... I.... I didn’t know.... didn’t know we'd be back here....” Vyki stuttered nervously her head darting around quickly.

Molly realizing now her concern, she brought her palms up to comfort the nervous face. “Sweety, this is just where I placed the order. I don’t want you to go in. Just stay here and get yourself all pretty for me, okay?”

Vyki had a hard time not darting her eyes around, but something about the warm touch of Mistress on her skin and the calming smile & assured tone seemed to make it a bit easier. “k, Mistress.”

“That’s why I parked all the way out here,” Molly pointed out as she pointed out the distance and shadow laden space. “Besides, you told me you prefer the other chain place and avoid this one like the plague; figured it would be the safer bit.”

Vyki realized Mistress was right. She hadn’t been to this store in years even though it was about as close as the other place. She nodded her head at Mistress and hung her head embarrassed at freaking out.

Seeing the big girl finally calm down, Molly felt somehow exhilarated at how she was able to provide such comfort and calming with just her presence and words. She leaned forward, lifting the girl’s face and proceeded to kiss her deeply against the car.

Vyki was surprised as Mistress attention, but the continued vibrating in her loins seemed to almost intensify as her trapped rod seemed to get even harder and moaned into Mistress’s open mouth as her mouth was invaded by Mistress’s tongue.

Molly was emboldened by how she could cause such a reaction from the girl’s body. She rubbed down her side enjoying her smooth supply arms, before rubbing on her toned legs. Wanting to feel more of her legs, but not wanting to break her kiss, Molly gripped the girl’s thigh and pulled it up to her hips, running down the length of to her knee and back, pushing her calf behind her. Molly was enjoying the smooth, soft texture of her skin and didn’t remember it being so smooth and satiny focusing on every small crevice and texture.

Vyki was amazed at the electricity she was feeling from Mistress’s touch. She was surprised as Mistress lifted her leg, but quickly followed her guidance and wrapped her leg behind Mistress. Feeling her balance falter under the ****, she gripped Mistress’s body harder with her leg as she continued to run her hand up her thigh. Feeling Mistress grip and massage her bare ass, Vyki moaned and danced her tongue further with Mistress. However, Vyki openly whimpered as Mistress pulled her lips away and looked at her as her hand teased with her thong.

Molly was worried she would keep going, stripping the girl right there if she kept this up and somehow found the strength to pull away. “Now be a good slut and get dressed for Mistress in the car while I go get my order. Understood?”

Vyki whimpered and breathlessly responded, “yes, Mistress.” Pouting and reluctantly unwrapping her leg as Mistress pulled it away letting it click back on the ground.

Seeing the girl just standing against the car shifting her weight back and forth between her heels, Molly opened the back door and gestured at the pouting beauty, “into your dressing room, slut.” Seeing her move slowly, she barked out a more forceful, “Now!” and surprised herself how her body reacted to the yelp as the girl skittered around her to the open door. Closing the door as she saw the painted face smile up at her, Molly felt more moisture building in her pants again.

Walking around to the driver’s side, Molly reached in and turned on the car before grabbing Vyki’s phone. “I’m going to leave the car running for you,” Molly stated as she turned on the phone. Seeing that the phone was barely charged she left it plugged in. “I’m leaving your phone on right here. So do not use it unless you need to reach me. I will let you know when I’m coming back to make sure you’re ready.” Placing the phone on the back of the armrest, she looked at the girl in the back seat sternly, “Do not use it for anything else.”

Vyki was a bit startled by her strict tone and immediately responded, “Yes, Mistress.”

Grabbing Vyki’s purse, she tossed it in the back seat and grabbed her own phone. “Get changed and all pretty for me, as my happy, petty slut. I’ll be back soon.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Vyki said as Mistress closed the door. She enjoyed watching Mistress walk across the parking lot. Her fit ass swaying in those tight pants as traversed the pavement is something she found hot as well as envious of her elegance. She hoped she had gotten close to that level yet. She tried to study Mistress’s gait until she proceeded out of view. She giggled wondering if that’s what Sir Bill had done with her.