22. First Time Strap-On - Part 1
A few days later
Waverly leaned over the counter, reading – or at least pretending to – a magazine as she constantly looked up at the clock. She had about half an hour until her shift ended, and she was having difficulty being patient. Part of her considered just closing up early, since customers rarely came in during the last hour, but figured it would be selfish to do so in case someone did come in for a coffee. Besides, Nicole still had an hour and a half until she was done with work anyways, so it’s not like she would get to see the woman any sooner.
She frantically flipped through the last few pages of the magazine and sighed unsatisfactorily when she reached the back cover. Tapping her nails on the granite countertop, she looked over at her phone that rested just a few inches away from her dancing fingers, debating whether or not to bother her girlfriend at work. She knew Nicole did mostly paperwork at the end of the day, making it the busiest part of her schedule.
It wasn’t long before she snatched her phone up and was tapping away on the screen with her thumbs.
Waverly: Hey sweetie pie! How’s work going?
She quickly dropped her phone onto the counter and withdrew her hands to her face like it was a hot potato, praying that she hadn’t just distracted Nicole from something important. It was only a few seconds later when she received a response. She exhaled with a smile as she read it.
Nicole: Hey cutie ;) It’s boring. Just finishing up some paperwork
Waverly: Have I ever told you how hot it is that you’re a police officer?
Nicole: Haha only while I’m wearing the uniform
Waverly: Speaking of which, will you be wearing the uniform tonight for our date? ;)
Nicole: I wasn’t planning on it…but I can if you want me to?
Waverly: Nah, we’ll save the role playing for another night ;) Speaking of which, I’ve got a surprise for you Officer
Nicole: What is it?
Waverly: Well if I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise…
Nicole: Exactly.
Waverly rolled her eyes at her impatient girlfriend. Nicole loved surprises, but only when she didn’t know they were coming. She hated when someone told her they were going to surprise her, because it meant that she had to wait to find out what it was. And she was far too impatient for that. To be fair, Waverly probably shouldn’t have mentioned it, but she had gotten a little excited. But as bad as she felt, she wasn’t going to give in.
Waverly: Nuh uh, I’m not telling this time. You just have to wait and see.
Nicole: Fineee
Immediately after Waverly received the text, another one popped up on her screen.
Nicole: So, for tonight…which harness should I use?
Waverly felt her stomach drop as a tingling sensation took over her body parts between her legs. She and Nicole had planned to use their strap-on for the first time tonight. The brunette tried her best not to think about it too much throughout the workday since it would probably cause an uncomfortable ache between her legs, but now Nicole had her thinking about it.
She quickly realized that she had gotten distracted and hadn’t sent a response yet. Not wanting Nicole to feel embarrassed, she quickly typed out her reply.
Waverly: Bring both just in case :) I can’t wait to be with you. Tonight is going to be incredible <3
Nicole: YOU’RE incredible <3 But I better get back to this paperwork if I want to finish in time. I’ll let you know when I’m on my way over :*
Waverly: Okay love :*
They had both decided to do this at the homestead since the last thing they wanted was Calamity Jane interrupting them or causing a ruckus, and also Waverly really wanted this first to be in her own bed. Wynonna had agreed to give them the house for the night after a very awkward conversation…
One day earlier
“Hey sis!” Waverly trotted nervously up to the kitchen table where Wynonna was eating two sandwiches.
“Um, hey?” Wynonna eyed her sister cautiously.
“Can I ask for a favor?” The smaller girl wrapped her hands over the back of a kitchen chair as she rocked back and forth on her toes.
“As long as it’s not to have one of my sandwiches, shoot.” Wynonna took a large bite of the gigantic, everything-in-the-fridge sandwich.
Waverly’s face twisted in disgust as she noticed the grape jelly and mayonnaise dripping from the bottom piece of bread. “Um, no, they’re all yours. I was wondering if I could have the house tomorrow night?”
The older Earp wiped the yellow mustard blob from her chin with the back of her hand and said with a mouthful of food, “What’s tomorrow night?”
“Um, date night with Nicole…” Waverly trailed off as she looked down at the floor, biting back her dopey grin.
Wynonna rolled her eyes as she swallowed the chewed-up food. “Can’t you two bang at her house? I mean, why do you have to do it here all the time?”
“We don’t do it here all the time! You just assume that every time we’re here that we’re doing it.” Waverly placed her hands on her hips in offense.
“Uh, because you are. Wave, this house isn’t noise-cancelling. These rooms are basically separated by papier-mâché…”
Waverly’s cheeks flushed at the realization that no matter how quiet they thought they had been the past few days, Wynonna probably heard every single moan, groan, whimper, and obscenity that came from both of the women’s mouths. It’s not that they couldn’t have sex at Nicole’s house, but Waverly had been coming home after work to check on Wynonna, which meant that Nicole had been coming over after her work to check on Waverly, and they would eventually end up going to Waverly’s room to hang out, eventually leading to a steamy make-out session of some sort, which inevitably led to Nicole’s head being in between Waverly’s legs.
“Okay, now that I’m aware of that, we’ll start changing our location to her house.”
“Thank god.” Wynonna shoved the rest of her first sandwich into her mouth.
“Except for tomorrow night,” Waverly punctuated with a raised finger. “We really want the house.”
“Ugh, what’s so important about this house?”
The brunette rolled her eyes and huffed. “We just don’t want her cat interrupting us and quite frankly I want the memory of our first time to be in my bed!” Waverly blurted out without a second thought, getting too annoyed by her older sister’s interrogation to realize the mistake she had made.
Wynonna quirked an eyebrow, clearly intrigued now. “First time for what? What’s happening tomorrow night?”
As soon as she saw the mischievous look on Wynonna’s face, she knew she had fucked up. Whenever Wynonna Earp was curious about something, she always got the answers. But that didn’t mean that Waverly wasn’t going to try her damndest to keep the information from her.
“Nothing. Just a new sex position, that’s all.” Waverly had hoped that her boldness in words would throw the older woman off.
Wynonna grinned as she shook her head. “Wave, you’re shit at lying.”
“Whatever. It’s none of your business.” She crossed her arms sternly.
“Fine,” Wynonna sat back in her chair and picked up her second sandwich to take a bite before adding, “Then I guess I’ll just stay home tomorrow night, since you haven’t given me a good enough reason to leave.”
The younger Earp clenched her fists and pursed her lips as she gave her sister the meanest look she could give – which wasn’t all that scary on somebody with the face of an angel. “I hate you.” She sighed in defeat, figuring it would be easier to just tell Wynonna the truth rather than to try to get the house any other way. “Fine. I’ll tell you.”
Wynonna put her sandwich down and crossed her arms, smiling as she waited for Waverly to talk.
“We bought a stap-on a couple of weeks ago and we’re finally going to use it. There.”
The older Earp slapped her hands palm-down onto the table as her eyes widened. “Shut up!”
“Okay, now that I've told you, can we have the house tomorrow night?”
“Fine. But only if you tell me how it goes afterwards.” She picked her sandwich back up and continued to take ravenous bites.
Waverly rolled her eyes as she stormed off, hiding her giddy grin as she thought about what was to come.
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Waverly was jerked from her memory by the sound of a customer walking through the door.
“Hey Waverly!” An over-enthusiastic Jeremy said as he powerwalked towards the counter.
“Oh, hey Jeremy. Did you just get off work?” She gestured towards the men’s cut Shorty’s shirt that almost looked like a jersey on his small frame.
“Yeah. Interesting night. There were two fights tonight, and I got to see Gus break up both of them. It was awesome!” He moved his hands down in a chopping motion for emphasis.
Waverly giggled at how excited he was. “I’m sorry I missed it.”
Just then, Darren walked out of the back room, juggling his keys between his hands as he took turns putting each arm into the holes of his black leather jacket. “Hey Waverly, is it okay if I head out five minutes early? My grandma needs a ride home from bridge club.” He gave her an apologetic look.
“It’s no problem, Darren. I’ll lock up here, you go.” She smiled at him sweetly.
“Thanks! You rock!” He tugged at the collar of his jacket, straightening it out before reaching a hand out to Jeremy. “Hey man. I’m Darren.”
The smaller man chuckled nervously as he took the offered limb. “Uh, hi. Jeremy Chetri, BA in biochemistry and molecular biology and MS in computer science,” he stated as he shook Darren’s hand vigorously.
“Uh, cool,” Darren replied slowly as he tried to slide his hand out from Jeremy’s tight grasp. He eyed the nervous man curiously.
“Sorry, I’ve been to a lot of mixers and that greeting has just sort of become second nature.”
“No worries,” Darren gave him a reassuring smile. “But since you're good with computers, do you mind checking mine out sometime? Every time I try to play video games on it, it gets these weird glitches and sometimes freezes up.”
“Oh, that probably just means that your GPU is going out,” Jeremy nodded before coolly adding, “I uh, I can get you one for free and install it if you want.”
“Dude, that would be awesome! You rock too!” He gave him a strong pat on the shoulder, causing Jeremy to stumble a bit.
“I better get going. See ya guys,” he waved before jogging out the door, Jeremy’s eyes following behind.
“He’s straight,” Waverly said with her mouth curved up in a smile that touched her eyes.
“Huh? Oh, I wasn’t…” Jeremy shook his head and laughed as he pointed behind him with his thumb. “I mean, I didn’t…”
“It’s okay. He is cute, so I don’t blame you.”
Jeremy’s eyes widened in surprise. “Oh, um, do you like guys too?”
“No, no. I’m gay. But like, newly discovered gay. I only realized it a few weeks ago.”
“Oh wow. That’s pretty recent.”
“Yeah. It was all thanks to Nicole,” a blush crept across her cheeks as she thought back to the first time the smooth police officer kissed her in her bedroom. Sure, it was only a few weeks ago, but she knew it was a moment she would never forget. She shook her head out of her thoughts. “And you?”
“Gay, and have been out for a few years,” he stated proudly.
“That’s wonderful!” Waverly replied a little too enthusiastically. “I’ve actually been wanting to hang out with you since dinner at Gus’s. I don’t have any other gay friends here in Purgatory…or anywhere, really. I mean, I have Nicole, but she’s only a friend to a certain extent.” She gave a subtle wink, more for herself than Jeremy.
“I don’t have any friends at all, so I would love to hang out.” He grinned.
“Great! I mean, the hanging out part…not the no friends part.” She gave a sympathetic look, feeling a little guilty for responding to such a sad statement with so much excitement. “Here, give me your phone.”
He fished through his pocket for the device before handing it over, to which Waverly added her contact before handing it back to him.
“Here, now you have my number. Text me yours and we’ll set up a date.”
“Perfect. I’m excited!”
“Me too!” She nearly squealed. “Well, it’s nearly closing time, so I won’t keep you here any longer.”
“Oh, uh, does that mean I can’t place my order anymore?”
Waverly’s eyes widened at the realization that he had walked in here 10 minutes ago, surely for coffee, and still hadn’t had a chance to order. “Of course! I’m so sorry. What do you want? It’s on the house.”
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Nicole stared at the two harnesses neatly laying out on her bed. She went back and forth between the two, trying to decide which one she wanted to use more. Obviously she could use both and just switch them out, but she wasn’t sure which one to use first; the one that Waverly was going to see for the first time. The boxer style had a vibe pocket, which Nicole found that she loved very much, but the one with the straps just looked sexier. After a few more seconds of debating, she decided to go with the latter. She picked up the harness and pushed the dildo securely into place under the O-ring before stepping her bare legs through the leg holes. She slid it all the way up her thighs and tightened the straps around her hips before looking in the mirror. She felt her clit twitch at the thought of finally getting to fuck Waverly their toy. A smile crept across her face at the memory of the night they had bought it.
After making her way towards the dresser, she pulled out a clean pair of black boyshorts, pulling them up over her legs and bending the cock down into place to create a subtle, but nice bulge. She then put on her loosest pair of black jeans and buttoned them up before checking in the mirror to make sure it wasn’t too obvious. Waverly noticing the toy as soon as she opened the door wasn’t part of her plan. She wanted to surprise her girlfriend and catch her off guard.
Once she was satisfied after a few repositions of the cock, she threw on a gray henley baseball tee with maroon sleeves over her black sports bra – the one that made her chest look just a little bit flatter – before unbuttoning the three buttons at the top.
After packing the other harness, lube, bullet vibrator, standard toiletries, and extra clothes, she walked over to her nightstand and pulled the drawer open, removing the box of condoms that resided there. She had bought them a few days ago after reading that condoms could be used for easier cleaning, and for overall safer sex with a strap-on. Although, the purchase had been an interesting one, to say the least…
Three days earlier
Nicole grabbed a black shopping basket with the mindset that it could conceal the item a bit better than a cart. Besides, she was only there for one thing, so there was no point in lugging a cart around anyways. She walked over to the family planning aisle, sighing in relief when she realized it was empty – this was why she decided to go at 11 p.m., and out in the city away from Purgatory nonetheless. When she looked at the sheer number of boxes to choose from, her jaw dropped. She had never bought condoms before, and she had never paid much attention to them any time she walked through the family planning aisle, which was also never. She groaned when she realized that this was going to be more than a simple ‘snatch-n-go’ situation.
She whispered to herself as she ran her fingers across the small boxes, “Okay, let’s see…ribbed, no. Lubricated, no. Glow in the dark, one hundred percent no.” She rolled her eyes at a box that had a design of two large female and male gender symbols linked together on it, before landing her finger on a small selection of the simple non-lubricated ones she was looking for. “Bingo. Now for size…”
As she looked though the boxes for the right size, she noticed a shorter Asian American woman who looked just a few years younger than her walk into the aisle, side-eyeing her. She ignored her at first, but when she realized that after a full two minutes she was still watching her, she decided to say something.
“Can I help you?” Nicole snapped as she whipped her head around.
The girl was taken aback. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to stare. I was just working up the courage to ask you for some help,” she chuckled nervously.
Nicole relaxed, immediately feeling guilty for nearly biting the girl’s head off. “Oh, no, that’s okay. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have spoken to you like that. What do you need help with?” Her tone was now much warmer and she gave the most apologetic smile her face could manage.
The girl trotted closer to her. “Okay, so my boyfriend wants me to pick up some condoms on the way home and I have no idea what to get as far as size. I only know the brand, and my phone died, so I can’t ask him or use Google, and I’ve never seen the box since he’s the one who usually buys them. I figured since you were buying them that you would know what size to get.” She looked at Nicole hopefully.
“Oh, um,” Nicole scratched the back of her head awkwardly. “I’m actually not…I’ve never bought condoms before.”
“So your boyfriend is making you pick them up too, huh?” The girl laughed.
The corners of Nicole’s mouth tensed up in an uncomfortable smile. “Actually, they’re for me and my girlfriend.” When she noticed the girl quirk an eyebrow in confusion, she decided to elaborate. “I’m buying them for our uh, our toy…”
The girl’s eyebrows shot up. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry! I shouldn’t have assumed that you had a boyfriend. That’s so rude and close-minded of me.” She looked at Nicole with apologetic eyes, making sure the redhead could see the sincerity in her words on her face.
Nicole was quite pleased with the reaction, considering how badly that could have gone. She waved a hand around in dismissal as she laughed. “No, it’s alright. How could you have known?”
“Still, I shouldn’t have assumed. I’ll leave you alone to your shopping!” The girl quickly turned around, clearly embarrassed, before Nicole stopped her.
“Well, wait a minute, I might still be able to help you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, well our toy is six inches long and about five inches in girth, and I looked up that small condoms are the right size for that. I don’t know if that helps as a guide at all. If not, I can look it up for you on my phone if you know his, um…his size…” Nicole cringed the slightest bit at the thought of a random girl informing her of the size of her boyfriend’s junk. But, as a police officer, her natural instinct was to help people.
“No need. You helped a lot, actually. Thank you!” The girl looked over the small selection of the specific brand she was looking for before picking up a box of small condoms.
Nicole continued to look over the selections in front of her, not wanting to grab a box until the girl left, even though at this point it wouldn’t have been that weird. She lifted her head as soon as she heard the girl speak again.
“Thank you,” the girl waved.
“No problem. Happy to be of service. Be safe!” Nicole cringed as the girl awkwardly smiled and nodded before quickly walking away. “Stupid idiot,” Nicole muttered to herself as she palmed her forehead. Sometimes she hated the police officer phrases that naturally flowed out of her mouth at the wrong times. And it was even more awkward considering the fact that she wasn't in uniform, so she just sounded like a standard civilian telling a random girl to be safe after picking up a box of condoms. She shook her head as she grabbed a box of condoms and threw them in the basket before making a beeline for the only open register.
When she got close enough to see who the cashier was, she spun around and walked as far away as possible, as quickly as possible.
What the hell is Chrissy Nedley doing here working as a cashier all the way out in the city?! Nicole thought to herself. She had only talked to the girl a small handful of times due to her dad being Nicole’s boss and all. And she could have sworn that a couple of those times had been flirtatious on Chrissy’s end, but then again, Chrissy had been a little tipsy those two times since they were at Shorty’s, and she was probably just a flirtatious drunk.
Nicole quickly made her way down a few aisles as she thought about what to do. There was no other way around it. The self-checkout was closed at this hour, and Chrissy’s register was the only one open. She bit her lip in thought before mindlessly grabbing a few items from the shelves she passed by and tossing them in her basket. Maybe the extra purchases would mask the condoms somehow. She figured it was worth a shot. She huffed before marching over to the checkout and dumping her basket of items all over the belt.
"Hey Chrissy." Nicole gave a weak smile in an attempt to hide her trepidation.
“Nicole!” Chrissy’s face quickly went from excited to confused. “What are you doing all the way out here at this hour?”
“Oh, you know, just buying a few things,” Nicole grinned as she waved her hand across the items and noticed the box of condoms sticking out like a sore thumb. She quickly grabbed a magazine from the stand in front of her and threw it down on top of the pile, concealing the box. “I didn’t know you worked here?”
“Yeah, well, I wanted to work somewhere far away from Purgatory. When you’re the sheriff’s daughter, everyone keeps tabs on you, and it’s nice being somewhere where nobody recognizes me.” Chrissy began scanning the items.
“I guess except for random Purgatorians who shop here for the sake of wanting to get out of town for a little bit,” Nicole laughed, alluding to the fact that she was talking about herself.
Chrissy chuckled as she scanned a pack of pens. “Yeah, definitely wasn’t expecting to see any familiar faces at this hour.” She grabbed the next item and quirked an eyebrow as she held it up. “I didn’t know you had a dog.”
Nicole's eyes widened when she realized that she had somehow managed to throw a small rawhide dog bone into her basket. “Oh, uh it’s for a friend of mine. They have a dog. Calamity Jane is still my one and only,” she chuckled nervously, hoping the girl had bought the story.
Chrissy nodded as she threw the bone into the bag. “That makes sense.” She picked up the magazine and scanned it. “I never would’ve taken you as the type to read People magazine either,” she smiled. “I guess you learn a lot about people when you’re scanning their items.”
Nicole let out a tense laugh as she eyed the box of condoms, which were the only thing left on the belt. She studied Chrissy’s face as she picked up the box and gave a confused look.
“Are these yours?” She asked.
Nicole nodded, trying to keep her best poker face.
Unbeknownst to the redhead, Chrissy’s eyes lit up in realization, as if she knew the most obvious reason why a lesbian would be buying condoms. She then gave a short nod before scanning the box and putting it in a separate bag.
Nicole was completely sure she was going to ask about them, since Chrissy had to have known by now that she was gay. But not even a flash of confusion had shown on her face at the redhead’s confession. It was almost as if she knew what they were for.
“So, uh, you and Waverly…I heard you two are completely smitten,” she smirked at Nicole.
“Oh, uh yeah. Guess it’s all everyone’s talking about now.” She fumbled with her wallet as she pulled out her card and handed it over.
“I think you two make an adorable couple,” she looked at Nicole to flash her a genuine smile before putting her attention back on the register. “And truthfully, I never liked Champ. He was never good enough for her. None of them ever were. Not like you.” She handed the card back to Nicole.
The redhead couldn’t help but smile at the comment. The fact that someone who had known Waverly for a long time thought that Nicole was good enough for her made her heart swell. “Thank you, Chrissy. I appreciate that.” She grabbed the bag of items before giving her best smile and wave. “Well, have a good night.” Before she reached the door, she heard Chrissy calling out to her.
“Wait, Nicole! You forgot these!” Chrissy held up the bag of condoms and watched as Nicole quickly shuffled over to her, hurriedly taking the bag. “Have a good night, Officer.” She grinned and winked at the redhead, chuckling amusedly at the blush and the eyeroll she received in return before shaking her head at Nicole swiftly exiting the store.
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Meow
Nicole blinked a few times as she was abruptly brought back to the present. She looked over at the culprit, Calamity Jane, who was laying on the bed, nuzzled up against her pillow. She looked at her watch and saw that she was running a few minutes behind.
“Shit.” She quickly snatched up her bag and turned off the bathroom light before walking back over to the bed and leaning down to rub behind Calamity’s ears. “Now be a good girl while I’m gone.” She leaned down even more and with her mouth lightly against the cat’s fur she whispered, “Mommy’s going to get laid tonight,” before giving the purring cat a kiss on top of her head right between her ears.
She grabbed her duffel bag and checked the thermostat to make sure it was set to the right temperature before making her way out the door.