The Secrets Of Mrs Jean Pettigrew - Chapter 2

Things were not going to plan, and it showed upon the frosty expression on her face as Jean strode into the council chamber.

As previously indicated, Jean Pettigrew was a creature of habit, and her days were usually planned with the utmost care andefficiency.  At 2pm, she had been on her way upstairs with a carefully chosen implement of self-pleasure. She was highly aroused and looked forward with great anticipation to spending the afternoon working herself up to a slow, noisy, messy, and very satisfying orgasm. However, as soon as she had removed her skirt and hung it neatly in the wardrobe, her mobile rang. After a very brief conversation, she sighed impatiently, put the skirt back on and hurried downstairs. Picking up her keys she walked to her carand drove to the Town Hall for the emergency planning meeting to which she had been summoned.

Two (wasted, thought Jean) hours later, she emerged and returned to her car. She sat there for five minutes thinking; trying to salvage what was left of her afternoon personal space before her husband returned home at 6pm. So, the grocery store was on her way home and it was there she went to buy what she needed for a hastily improvised dinner. Whilst browsing the fresh vegetables, she noticed a selection of rather large carrots.  Now, the impromptu council meeting may have diverted her attention to more pressing matters but looking at the pleasing girth and shape of the carrots quickly reminded Jean of how she had intended to spend the afternoon and an uncharacteristically sudden lustful thought slipped into her brain through a side door! 

Within five minutes she had finished her shopping and returned to her car. Placing the shopping bag on the passenger seat, she drove to the far side of the car park next to an old loading dock for the store which was no longer used.

She looked around carefully to make sure nobody was within watching distance. Satisfied that she was over two hundred yards from the nearest car and well out of view, she unbuttoned her blouse and removed her bra.  The air conditioning had an immediate effect on her nipples, aided by her instant arousal at her uncharacteristically daring plan.  Next, she lifted her bottom off the seat, just enough to slide her panties down to her knees.  Then she carefully rolled up her skirt until it allowed her easy access to her vagina. 

Not wishing to risk staining her car upholstery, she carefully placed some tissues from her bag on the seat underneath her.  Finally, and with a knowing smile of anticipated pleasure, she reached for the largest carrot she had just purchased and ever so slowly she inserted it into herself with a deep sigh of satisfaction. Well lubricated with her natural secretions, as she usually was, she accommodated its length and girth quite comfortably and enjoyed the experience of feeling it caress her vaginal walls and she slowly moved it both in and out, and also around as she twisted it within her. Using one hand to pull and pinch on her swollen nipples, she began to well and truly fuck herself silly with the lucky vegetable. With increasing vigour, she thrust her hips to meet its challenging size and began to gasp and whimper as her orgasm built relentlessly.  When she could hold back no longer, she fingered her clitoris rapidly as she thrust the carrot in and out of her now soaking hole and her whole body went rigid as the wave finally hit her, before flopping back on the seat panting.

After five minutes, when her breathing had finally returned to normal, she cleaned herself up with the tissues.  With her panties now back in place and skirt rolled down to its usual position just below her knee, she checked herself in the mirror for any obvious signs of dishevelment and, satisfied that nobody could possibly guess what she had just inflicted up herself she drove home, opening all the windows to slowly dispel the unmistakable reek of female pleasure!