The minutes ticked by as the two women waited in the car. It was dark in their little corner of the warehouse, the car parked in the shadows over looking the opposite street waiting for the suspect to arrive. It was a boring stakeout. There wasn’t even a guarantee he would show up. Alex reclined in the uncomfortable passenger seat, sitting in the dark resisting the urge to switch the light on. Maggie sat next to her in the drivers seat, even more uncomfortable in her seat. She hated waiting in the car on stakeouts.
“Any suggestions on how to pass the time?” The Captain asked her DEO partner.
Alex shrugged. “I Spy?” She suggested. Maggie gave a look, as if it was childish. Alex smirked. “I don’t know. Anything you’d like to talk about?” She asked. Maggie shrugged back. “What do you usually do on these stakeouts?” She asked.
“Entertain myself” she replied, looking across at her flashing a naughty smirk.
“You’re joking!”
Maggie laughed. “Only sometimes, when it’s dark” she explained, her hand already drifting over her crotch. She saw Alex’s face in the faint wisps of light coming through the windscreen, the look of disbelief. “Have you never masturbated in a car before?” She asked her.
“Can’t say I have” she replied sheepishly.
“Have you ever had sex in a car?” Maggie then asked curiously.
Alex hesitated before replying “just once. Though it wasn’t really sex” she told her. Maggie turned in her seat, curiously attentive. “During college, I has dating this guy for a while. As you know, this was long before I knew I was gay. We were in his car and he entertained the idea. Actually he suggested I give him a blowjob. I talked him into a handjob in his drivers seat instead. Unfortunately I had to perform it while he was in a drive through” she added, shuddering from the anxiety inducing memory.
Maggie chuckled. “Can’t say I’ve ever been that daring” she said.
“So what about you?” Alex asked. “You ever have sex in a car?”
“A few times” she replied. Alex rolled her eyes. She could believe it. “The first time was on Prom Night at our high school.”
“Let me guess, you were the prom queen and had this handsome jock on stage with you” Alex mocked.
“Actually, no. The prom queen and king were this precocious couple I couldn’t stand” Maggie explained. “I mean I was popular, of course, but these two were the school power couple. Nobody was surprised when they were crowned. I happened to be at our towns rendition of lovers point when I stumbled across the pair in their fancy BMW.”
“I thought we were talking about you having sex, not perving on other people” Alex interrupted. But then she looked at her asking “unless…you that guy?”
“Oh, please” she scoffed. “No offense, but I’d had my sexual awakening by then. I wouldn’t have touched that douchebag with a ten foot pole. The prom queen on the other hand” she smirked. “I came across them in time to see that lover boy had passed out from all the alcohol he could hold, leaving his girlfriend very dissatisfied. She stepped out of the car for a smoke, I offered her a light, get made eyes and then the next thing you know we’re doing it in the backseat while her boyfriend is snoring up front.”
“Holy shit” Alex laughed, unsure whether to be proud or disgusted. “Was she even gay?” She asked.
“Nope” Maggie chuckled. “Bi curious teens, always the way to go” she said proudly. “Willing to try anything new. I may not have much to brag about during my school years, but I can at least say I had the Prom Queen screaming at my fingertips” she boasted.
Alex shook her head, turning her attention back to their stakeout where nothing continued to occur. After another few minutes the boredom caught up to them as Maggie quietly muttered “probably shouldn’t have told that story.”
“Why not?”
“Because now I’m turned on” she complained.
Alex looked at her, feeling a similar tingle in her loins. After a minute a daring thought entered her mind as she noted “it is dark.”
“So?”
“So” she said, slowly reaching over to her lap to place her palm on her groin. Maggie looked across to her partner and girlfriend, who nervously bit her lip suggesting “perhaps you can show me how you made the prom queen scream.”
Maggie looked down at her hand, a smile creeping into her mouth. She cast a glance around making sure there was nobody watching before undoing her pants, taking Alex’s hand and guiding it inside so she could rub her pussy through her underwear. She sighed, leaning back in her seat enjoying the sensation. She reached over to return the favor to her girlfriend, helping her unzip her jeans to dip her fingers in. Alex gasped softly, rocking her hips into her lovers palm as they fingered each other, their eyes occasionally glancing through the windscreen to continue their surveillance.
“Can’t say I’ve ever masturbated on a stakeout before” Maggie said with a grin.
Alex chuckled, moaning softly to her girlfriends fingers stimulating her clit. “It’s good to live dangerously” she remarked. After a few minutes of rubbing and moaning she found herself asking “have you ever had sex on a stakeout before?”
“No” Maggie laughed. She looked across to her partner. “Have you?”
Alex bit her lip, her silence answering for her. As she said, it’s good to live dangerously. She waited until she climaxed before asking her “how long until our suspect shows up?”
Maggie exhaled slowly, coming down from her own silent orgasm pulling her hand out of her pants. She brought her fingers to her lips licking them clean. “It could be all fucking night” she said, removing her top. Alex stared at her as the captain began undressing in her driving seat, hurrying to do the same before they changed their mind. Maggie got out of her clothes first, leaving her in her underwear before climbing into the backseat. She sat down and made eyes to her girlfriend through the rear view mirror, waiting for her to catch up in undressing. She cast one last look for their suspect before climbing into the back after her, falling onto her lap kissing her passionately.
They made out eagerly in the backseat, the risk of being caught making the sex more exciting. They kissed and humped each other, their hands roaming over each other’s bodies pulling their undergarments off their chests so they could grab their breasts. Maggie sucked Alex’s nipples making her moan as she ground her crotch against her lap, weaving her fingers through her hair hugging her against her chest. “So are you going to tell me about your sexy stakeout?” Maggie asked, lowering Alex onto the seat so she could pull her panties down.
“I shouldn’t talk about it” she replied, reclining onto the backseat as Maggie crawled on top of her.
Maggie grinned, kissing her girlfriend down her front slowly. “I’ve got ways of making you talk” she said, crawling down in between her thighs. Alex didn’t doubt it when her tongue entered her pussy, her body squirming against the car door clawing at the leather seats biting her bottom lip.
There wasn’t as much room as the women would like to eat each other out, but they’d had sex in more uncomfortable places. The hard part was not making any noise to be overheard as Alex was brought to orgasm, her legs wrapping around her girlfriend as she covered her mouth. Maggie didn’t manage to make her talk, but she certainly made her scream. She leapt up following the climax, shoving the police captain back to try and do the same. She got wedged between her legs and decided to rub against her instead, hooking her leg over her shoulder rocking vigorously. Maggie grabbed her hips, thrusting her body against her throwing her head back against the head rest, grabbing her head to pull her into a passionate kiss. They made out and romped, the passion growing hotter and heated.
They felt their orgasm approaching, their bodies getting warmer as their loins burned. But then Maggie happened to glance over Alex’s shoulder and spy movement through the windscreen. “Stop” she gasped, seeing their suspect approaching the warehouse they were surveillance. Alex didn’t hear over her passionate moans forcing Maggie to push her back more insistently. “No, stop, the bloody bastards here!” She explained, pushing past her girlfriend to climb back into the front.
Alex saw the their guy showed up, muttering “shit” under her breath as she hurried into the passenger seat to grab her clothes. “Shit, shit!” She cursed, frantically pulling her clothes back on. Maggie got dressed in a hurry, grabbing the radio ordering her men to get into position. They both looked at each other, completely unsatisfied in the end.
They were able to make their arrest a few minutes later, standing with their officers carting the suspect away. Fortunately for them nobody noticed Maggie’s disheveled hair or Alex’s shirt inside out, so nobody asked awkward questions.
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