"How could I forget the whipped cream?" Katie wailed. She glanced at her watch. If she hurried she could make it to the convenience store and be home with at least five minutes to spare.
She shook her head and muttered, "I shouldn't go out dressed like this..." Her hands automatically smoothed the satin teddiette she had chosen in the color that made her blue eyes sparkle, or so Jason had said. The black lace trim on the turquoise satin complemented her silky black hair and the thigh high black stockings accentuated her curvy legs.
"It'll ruin everything if I don't have whipped cream," she thought as she scrambled through the hall closet for the raincoat that would cover her sexy outfit. "I'll be in and out in two minutes," she told herself as she grabbed her purse and ran out the door.
Katie's watch read 6:10 as she made a sharp left out of the driveway. She had spent the entire day creating a romantic ambience for this intimate New Year's Eve dinner. Champagne was chilling on ice, silver balloons and streamers adorned the foyer, and beautiful tapered candles were placed as centerpieces on the white linen tablecloth. Jason's last few weeks at work had been awful with year-end deadlines and she'd wanted to make this night special.
»»The whipped cream was a tradition going back to their first date when Jason had knocked his sundae onto Katie's lap, covering her in chocolate and cream. What could have been a first date disaster turned into the comical beginnings of a delightful relationship. When he proposed, a year later, Jason reenacted their first date. But instead of a red cherry, the ice cream parlor brought out a sundae topped with a diamond ring.
Katie pulled into the parking lot, taking up two spaces. The teenage boys that hung around the store got an eyeful of her sexy, stocking clad thighs as she dashed through the doors. She grabbed the whipped cream, threw the bewildered cashier a five dollar bill and ran out shouting, "Keep the change! I'm in a hurry!"
She pressed her foot to the gas, nervously adjusting the dainty black straps that held up her full breasts in the jewel-tone teddy. She immediately began fantasizing of Jason's reaction and inevitable touch.
The flashing red and blue lights jolted Katie out of her trance. Exasperated, she pounded the steering wheel, "Not a cop. Not now." Pulling over to the side of the road, she rummaged through her glove box, then stewed with license and registration in hand.
"Please roll down your window ma'am," the older of two police officers said, leaning towards her. "License and registration please." Katie passed the items through the driver-side window, shifting a bit and partially exposing a pleasingly plump thigh in lace top stockings. Hoping the officer hadn't noticed, she fidgeted with the raincoat, trying to cover up the sexy lingerie.
Katie watched in the rear view mirror as the evening's nuisance returned to his patrol car to check her information. Moments later, the second officer approached.
"You'll need to get out of the car, please." Katie's head snapped as she stared at the young cop who looked like he was fresh out of the academy.
"Excuse me? Why?"
"Out of the car please," he repeated. "It seems your registration is expired."
"No I can't get out, you don't understand", she groaned. Reluctantly, she opened the door and stepped out, careful to hold the bottom of the jacket closed.
She stood with her back against her car and pulled the raincoat even tighter around her body. Katie's cheeks burned with embarrassment. The older police officer returned and eyed Katie's clutched coat, "Excuse me ma'am, but do you have something under your coat you're trying to hide?" he asked.
Katie blushed even harder and said, "Of course not... I'm cold." The young officer gave her a hard stare and looked into the balmy evening sky. It had been unusually warm for this time of year and Katie could see her excuse wasn't going to work.
"I'll have to ask you to open your coat, please." The young officer tried to make his voice as commanding and gruff as his partner's.
"Oh no, you really don't understand... I'm not... I can't show you what I have under here." Katie's voice cracked and she clutched tighter at her raincoat. The officers backed up and Katie could see this was quickly turning into a situation more alarming than she first thought.
"Okay, okay," Katie sighed, slowly undoing the buttons of her London Fog. She reached the last button and took a deep breath before spreading her coat, making it clear the only secret weapons she was hiding were those that Mother Nature had given her. Both officers dutifully inspected Katie's hourglass shape encased in the turquoise teddiette. The black lace trim perfectly framed her full breasts and accentuated her round hips. The young officer's mouth dropped and his eyes traveled down to the tops of her lacy stockings, past her curvy legs, down to her 5-inch stilettos.
He cleared his throat and said, "Can you turn around ma'am?" His partner slapped his back and let out a loud guffaw as Katie's eyes blazed.
"Button that coat back up, young lady," said the older police officer. "We're sorry for putting you in this position. And just to let you know how sorry we are, we'd like you to go ahead and get to wherever you're headed in that outfit. I don't think we'll be giving you any kind of ticket today."
Katie didn't wait for another word. She snatched back the offered license and registration, jumped into her car, started the engine and sped away from the blushing young officer and his laughing partner. She rolled her eyes and groaned, knowing that this story would be shared with the entire police force at the end of their shift.
Once home, Katie parked the car and was relieved to see that Jason hadn't made it before her. She rushed inside, threw the raincoat into the closet, and reapplied her lipstick just as the front door opened. "I am so happy to be home babe," Jason called. "You wouldn't believe my day!"
"You wouldn't believe mine!" she murmured to herself, stepping out from the kitchen, whipped cream in hand. "Happy New Year, my love."
~A.J. Johnson
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