The Long Way to Get There

A BMW Z4 draws attention. Put that car on I-95 above Washington, even more. Have it going somewhere close to 98 mph, yes indeed. Now, imagine that a twenty year old model was behind the wheel. I have your attention? Anyone?

Well, in the words of Carmella Cimarossa, "You haven't heard anything yet."

It began the night before. Not the road race to New York but the cause of it all. You see, Chloe Heinz, the model was on a date with a second string volunteer to a US senator. In fairness to Chloe, He had told her that he was a senior advisor to the Senator on foreign investments. That got him the date.

Chloe, not to miss an opportunity to party with the movers, agreed. Bill Hart met her at her hotel at eight, just after Chloe had taken a little blue pill. "What the hell" She thought, couldn't hurt. If this guy was into her, she was willing to do what was necessary even if a chemical stimulant was involved.

One problem, Bill Hart was a dick, in the not so good way.

So, pre-medicated Chloe wet to dinner where Bill the dick decided to improve his chances with the beautiful Chloe and dropped another blue pill in Chloe's champagne while she was distracted.

So to speed this up, Bill, wanting to be in the mood, finished a second bottle of champagne and had to be poured into a taxi at eleven o'clock. Young Chloe was starting to ride the razor's edge, sexually speaking when she hailed a second cab to get her to her room.

Back at the hotel, there was no way she was sleeping. She showered, rubbed her pussy and laid there wide awake. At three thirty, she fumbled around in her purse looking for aspirin. Blurry eyed, what she mistakenly found was the little blue pills. And, well, you always take two aspirin, right?

A six A.M., she needed help from a maid to get her luggage zipped shut. She made it to the elevator carrying her shoes as the maid watched and then she picked up the wallet that had dropped from Chloe's purse.

It was amazing that the valet boy actually allowed her to get behind the wheel but he was only getting five bucks and hour plus tips and the girl didn't seem to have any cash with her. It was only by the grace of God that the entry drive at the hotel was as wide as it was because Chloe used all of it trying to get control of her emotions and the BMW.

Thankfully, the top was still down from when she had checked in two days earlier. She was needing fresh air and a lot of it.

Thirty minutes later and twice around an interchange, Chloe found the ramp onto the north bound lanes. She was so horny she was sweating. Her pussy was on fire. She was so hot she nearly ran off the road getting her shirt up around her waist. She began to finger herself and the car was unintentionally speeding up.

She passed three tractor trailers in a line and the blaring horns caused her head to ache. She sped up to get away from the noise. She now had the wind in her hair and two fingers in her vagina. She had started scooting up and back on her hand which caused her foot to press on the accelerator.

When a car load of teenage boys tried to keep up with her, two of the boys hanging out windows for a better look, she sped up again.

That was when she first heard the siren. She had no idea where it was coming from so she ignored it. Even so, it was getting louder.

She tried to look in the mirror and that caused the car to swerve. She jerked the wheel but it was the wrong way.

Chloe didn't remember anything more until she awoke in the hospital.

"Are you feeling better?" A voice said.

"I'm so horny." Chloe whimpered.

Chloe tried to focus. A girl was standing there. A volunteer but Chloe didn't know that.

"Please." Chloe said. "Can't you give me something?"

"Well, it's near midnight but let's see what I can do." She slid her hand under the sheets finding Chloe's pussy.

"Oh." Chloe moaned.

"I'm Carmella, by the way. I think you are great." The girl whispered. "I'm going to take care of you. You'll see."