**The Pharmacist:** Chapter 5
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Vincent turned his attention away.
He looked into the rearview mirror to ensure that there were no pedestrians behind the car.
Seeing that the coast was clear, he shifted the car into reverse mode, and began backing out of the parking lot.
“You got any music you wanna put on? It’s a bit of a drive to Carli’s.”
Lilac shifted in her seat, adjusting the way the seatbelt pressed over her dress and necklace, “Yeah, I can put something on.”
She reached into her handbag and fished out her phone.
Vincent absently handed her the aux cord, which she inserted into the headphone jack.
Vincent upped the volume, without taking his eyes off the road, and “Do Me” by Kim Petras came to life, the bass filling the interior of the car.
Lilac tried not to smirk as the lyrics filled the air.
At the stoplight, Vincent turned to her, also smirking,“You got something to say?”
“Nah, I do think that you dropped your wallet though.”
Lilac reached over, purposely grazing over his crotch, feigning her blind search for his pockets, then proceeded to take out this wallet and tossed it into the backseat.
Vincent laughed, and the stoplight turned green, “Alright, now I’m convinced I’m being robbed right before being exploited as the dinner sponsor.”
Lilac giggled, and leaned over to give him a light kiss on his cheek and whispered close in his ear,“I would never exploit you.”
He felt her breath lightly grazing his jawline, and his goosebumps started to rise up as she gave his earlobe a single, gentle nibble.
He focused hard on the road, willing her to not be the sweet distraction that would lead to their death.
At the next stoplight, Lilac turned around in her seat.
Stretching the seatbelt to its maximum capability, she leaned all the way over to the backseat, to retrieve the wallet. She wiggled her hips a bit, pretending to struggle reaching for it. Making sure her dress had hitched up around her hips, exposing her pantylessness just under the tights, she held that position a bit, waiting for Vincent to look over.
She felt the coolness of the open window’s breeze on her bald pussy from beneath the thin cloth of her tights.
Sure enough, Vincent glanced over, and then his eyes widened, mouth agape.
He had seen many things over the years, but this was definitely a sight for him to remember. His eyes first settled on the lime-green peridot stone hanging out of her ass, and then greedily took in the barely-clothed pussy which he swore he could see throbbing.Vincent felt his pants get tighter, from his emerging bulge.
He shook his attention away, just as the light turned green, and brought the car forward.
An approaching car, of many, in the lane across honked in appreciation of the sight.
Playing innocent, Lilac pretended not to notice, pulling her dress back over, and returning to sitting in the seat.
They arrived at the next stoplight, and Lilac began placing the wallet back into his pocket.
Vincent grabbed her hand, looking over at her, “I know what you’re doing.”
“Oh, do you?” He caught the mischievous gleam in her eyes, and let go of her hand.
Lilac was suddenly aware that her wetness was likely going onto and through her tights, and slowly being absorbed by the seat.
Lilac pushed the wallet deep into his pocket, right as Vincent pulled them into the parking lot of Carli’s.
It was a relatively small restaurant of aged, earth-toned bricks, and flowering vines growing over the majority of its facade. A few security lights stood, covering the parking lot in the dim yellow glow just beneath the sunset.
The parking lot wasn’t completely filled, so Vincent was luckily able to park into a spot far from the other cars, right in front of the bushes that blocked access to the parking lot on the opposite side.
Vincent turned the key to shut off the engine.
As the lights of his car dimmed, Lilac watched as Vincent reached in front of her, and pulled open the folding drawer by her knees.
He took out a brown bag, and shut the drawer.
Sitting back in his seat, he turned to her and handed her the bag, “Here’s your prescription, as promised.”
Lilac took the bag and lightly laughed, she’d completely forgotten about it, “Thanks, Vincent.”
She folded the bag and placed it into her handbag.
Now, it was Vincent’s turn to smirk, “Don’t thank me just yet.”
“What do you-” Lilac’s question was cut short by Vincent’s hand reaching over, spreading her legs, and rubbing his hand over her slit.
He reached over her seat and pulled the tab, reclining her seat.
Lilac felt her heartbeat quicken in excitement, and she glanced at the time. *6:50…What does he plan to do with such little time left until our reservation?*
Still, Lilac had little concern for the food. She just wanted Vincent to finally have his way with her body.
She was suddenly conscious of just exactly how wet she was, now that Vincent’s hand was continuously rubbing her.
“I knew it,” he murmured, “so goddamn wet like the true slut you are.”
Lilac got even wetter being called a slut.
He continued to rub, and she gave a surprised shriek when she felt him tear a hole through her tights, right where her dripping wet slit was. The fabric had been so damp that it had given way easily, and now Vincent greedily plunged his finger deep into her.
In and out he went, slowly increasing his rhythm, careful not to disrupt her bejeweled ass, for he had other plans in store for the night.
Lilac panted, completely taken by surprise but completely loving each moment.
She followed his rhythm, gyrating her hips automatically.
Then he shoved a second finger in, continuing his relentless rhythm. She was sopping wet and he loved it. He relished the smacking noises he was making and how loudly she was moaning as viciously fingered her.
She closed her eyes, feeling herself become lightheaded from the pleasure. *So glad his nails are cut.*
Suddenly, he took his wet fingers out of her, and pulled her around, so that her back was now against the window. She yelped as her shoulders made contact with the glass, but that didn’t stop her from the waves of pleasure that continued. Her legs were now around his shoulders, and he continued to finger her, now beginning tonguing her clit too.
She shuddered as she felt a distant orgasm approaching, “Fuck yes, you lick that clit so good.”
She felt him smile into her juices, and he continued flicking her clit even lighter and quicker, just the way he knew she wanted it.
He plunged a third finger in and she screamed.
No one had ever gotten this many fingers inside of her, let alone this aggressively. Her pussy was a tight one, and he was already stretching her past her first limit.
With his other hand, Vincent covered her mouth, and Lilac was suddenly aware again that they were in a very public, populated parking lot. She heard the distant laughs of toddlers and their parents in the distance, and realized they were probably just a few feet away from these unsuspecting, innocent, departing families.
She tried as hard as she could to hold back from the more screams of pleasurable pain, but still his hands couldn’t stifle them all.
She closed her eyes, not wanting to see the panicked looks on the families’ faces, but then suddenly, everything stopped.
Lilac felt betrayed, as the orgasm was just right there. So close, yet so far away.
Just as Lilac opened her eyes to complain, she felt a new sensation inside of her. It was a lightly vibrating, making her even more conscious that her ass was still occupied, and now topped with her dripping wetness.
And, luckily, no children or adults were to be sighted nearby.
She met Vincent’s eyes, “You put a vibrator inside of me?”
Vincent nodded, “Consider it a gift. You remember the fun we had talking about it, right?”
They had briefly mentioned it in their sexts long ago, and Lilac had always wanted to try it, but never imagined that he would just surprise her with it.
And even worse, all she wanted right now was that sweet release!
She couldn’t help but scowl at him, “I was about to cum!”
He laughed, “I know, and that’s exactly why I stopped. You’re in for a treat, and I’m not just talking about dinner.”
Lilac glared at him as she watched him lick his fingers clean of her fluids. “This better be good, especially since you’ve torn my tights!”
He sat back upright in his seat, and she did the same, readjusting her dress to cover her torn tights, and dripping wet bottom.
He smirked at her, “Oh it will be, you just have to wait for it. And I’ll replace your tights if you still feel that the night was a waste of your time, by the end of the night.”
Lilac was about to give a bitchy comeback, but she felt the vibrations intensify. She looked over at him in silence, her mouth open in an “O.” The pleasure was light, yet it kept her on her toes for the orgasm. *Great, now I’ll need to risk this toy falling out if I get even more wet!*
He held up a small remote, “I’ll be in control of it throughout dinner. I know you’re feeling good right now, so don’t even pretend to complain. And yes, you’re going into dinner like this, wet and torn tights, pantyless, and all, and with a buttplug stuck upyour ass, and a tiny vibrator inside of you, your orgasm at my will. It will be your mission to keep from revealing this truth to the restaurant.”
Lilac pressed her legs together, “God, Vincent, I don’t know if I can do this. Just know that if I fail, everyone will remember you as the kinky pharmacist. And we’ll likely be banned from ever coming to this place again!”
Vincent chucked, “And that is a title I would be completely fine with, but I have faith in you that you’ll enjoy this as much as we’ve discussed previously, and that you’ll be able to enjoy dinner nonetheless, looking all innocent and beautiful on the outside.”
Lilac laughed nervously, “Well, good thing I have a tight pussy, so this likely shouldn’t fall out to expose us.”
Vincent laughed again, and then leaned over to give her a quick kiss, “C’mon let’s go in. It’s 6:57 and we’ve got just enough time to get in there.”
TO BE CONTINUED
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