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Jake's Magic Remote, Part I - The Accident

Date: 3/17/2015, Categories: Fetish, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: WriterJim, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

camping. Waterproof and all that...” The woman nodded, pulling out an alcohol swag and checking Jake’s scalp. He could feel a little wetness there, so he probably was bleeding like she said. His eyes darted to the side, enjoying another look down her blouse. Sure, it wasn't gentlemanly, but he was only human. She had nice legs, too. “I’m Carol,” she said. “Carol Dane. Can you tell me your name?” “Jake Stevens,” he replied. “Headed to work. 2015. Obama. Don’t worry, I think I’m intact. Ow!” Carol was swabbing at what was obviously an open wound on his scalp. Carol chuckled. “Just checking. This doesn’t look too bad, but you should really stick around so the EMTs can look at you.” Jake nodded. “Thanks. What the hell happened?” “I’m not sure, it looks like a car swerved into the wrong lane. It’s a mess over there, but there’s other people there and nobody was helping you, so I came over.” “Thanks,” Jake said, sitting up a little straighter. “I think I’ll be okay, but I’ll wait. I’m early today anyway.” Carol moved back in front of him and smiled. “Alright. Here, I’ve got a gauze pad on it, just hold pressure here. The ambulances are arriving, I’ll go make sure one of them knows you’re here.” She reached in her purse. “Listen, I’m putting my card in your bag. Call me later and let me know that you’re alright, okay?” Jake nodded. “No problem. Thanks, Carol.” True to her word, Carol sent an EMT over to help. He checked Jake over, pointed a light into his eyes, and gave him a clap ... on the shoulder. “Looks like you got lucky, man,” he said. “No concussion. It coulda gone a lot worse if that’d hit a few inches down and got your temple.” “Thanks,” Jake said. “Am I good to go?” “Sure,” he said. “But the cop over there wants to talk to you too, just to get a statement.” Jake spent the obligatory time telling the policeman what he’d seen - nothing - and giving his contact details. The officer wrote it all down and handed him a card. “If you remember anything else,” he said, “give me a call. This is… a really odd accident.” “Will do,” Jake said, brushing some dirt off himself. “Can I go now?” “Sure thing.” Ten minutes later, Jake dropped into his office chair with a sigh. “What a morning,” he said. He set his bag up on his desk as he waited for his computer to start up. Reaching inside, he started checking over the contents. His lunch was a little crushed. There were the cards from the cop and Carol, best to set those aside… and there was something else in there. A black plastic rectangle. Jake pulled it out and turned it over. “Huh,” he thought, “That’s not mine. Carol must’ve put it in there.” It looked like one of those universal remotes that were sold in electronic stores. Fairly recognizable buttons, a little shiny place where the signal presumably went out, and an open compartment on the back for the batteries. Double-A’s, two of them… he had those. Jake hated leaving a device without batteries. It was just a little mental quirk. So he opened his desk ...