Movies had always been her passion, ever since she was a little girl. She’d pretend to sleep until she was sure her parents were convinced, only to sneak back out to the living room to watch an old black and white movie on television. The women were always so glamorous, so together. Laney always wished she could be together like that. She has always been extremely shy. A very pretty girl, many guys had tried to court her, but she never knew how to talk to them. She’d missed many a chance over her fear to simply say hello. So she disappeared into the world of her movies.
She always went to the same place, a small greasy-looking place hidden at the end of a small strip mall. She preferred it to the antiseptic-looking brightly-adorned chain video stores. Here she could find movies those stores wouldn’t dare touch. Even though she’d first been afraid to go in, she quickly got over her reservations and fell in love with the place. It was much more comfortable than the chain stores and there was a strange kind of charm to the on-the-verge-of-bankruptcy feel of the jumbled shelves and dusty ceiling fans. It also had an adult video section, unlike the other stores.
She had first wandered into the section completely by accident, thinking it was just another room, missing the sign above the door which warned her ahead of time. Once she caught sight of the naked bodies twisted and contorted into strange positions on the boxes, she quickly realized her mistake. Though she wanted nothing more then to run from the room, she found her feet rooted, unable to leave. Quickly looking around to make sure no one else was coming in, she walked over to the racks to get a closer look. She picked up one of the videos. The looks on the women’s faces suggested ecstasy, yet the acts looked graphic, almost painful.
The covers were very graphic, showing penetration and oral sex, as well as bondage and various other sexual acts. In spite of herself, Laney could feel a stirring between her legs. She shifted her stance and swallowed hard, placing the video back on the shelf and turning to go. She walked with her head down, her hair lightly brushing her cheeks which were flushed with sudden desire. Who would have thought they would have affected her so much? She had just reached the door when she finally looked up just in time to find someone standing there. She drew in a sharp breath, her heart beating a mile a minute.
“Hi there,” the guy said, smiling easily and leaning against the doorway, blocking her exit. Damn! Now he would think she was a pervert!
“Ummm..hi,” she mumbled, swallowing hard and wanting nothing more than to get out of there.
“See anything you like?”
“Excuse me?” she exclaimed, caught off guard. He was so good-looking, and they were in this room-was her face giving her away?
“In the room,” he said, eyeing her closely, seemingly amused by her embarrassment.
“Uh, no. I don’t watch any of this-“
”Really? Why not? It’s very entertaining,” he said, smiling mischeiviously and leaning against the shelf, seeming to enjoy watching her squirm.
“I don’t think so. In fact, I think I’d better go...” she paused before going out the door. She noticed that he only moved slightly so she had to squeeze past him. She could feel the heat of his body as she passed, and caught the tangy scent of his cologne which caused a moistness to form between her legs. She swallowed hard, her knees shaking slightly as she finally managed to squeeze past him. He watched her every move, shifting ever so slightly closer to her, trying to calm the rage building in his own pants as he took in the slight swell of her breasts under her shirt, the nipples poking gently through the fabric. He composed himself long enough to respond to her.
“If you must,” he said slowly, watching as she quickly moved toward the door once she regained her full strength in her knees. “Come again!” he called after her just before the door closed with a bang.
Once she got to her car, Laney jumped inside and collapsed against the seat, letting out a huge sigh and trying to ignore the stirring between her legs.
For the next few days she drove past the store but didn’t go in. She missed her movies, but she was too afraid to indulge. The clerk had gotten to her so much she couldn’t get him out of her mind. She’d been going to this store a while and had never seen him before. All of the other workers there were old, ugly, or just not her type. This guy was an Adonis.