Chapter One - splitting the pod.
I had studied hard at Exeter University and felt proud that I had managed a good degree in accountancy.
I was lucky enough to get a real well paid position with a new and upcoming company who were in competition with Ann Summers.
The most difficult part was learning the name of the many new products. Many of which were coming in from Japan and China. Most were in great demand. I was beginning to discover for instance, just how many women use vibrators, especially those who are caught up in a very hectic lifestyle when career comes first.
The in thing now; quick dating - is not always popular for all sorts of reasons, so many busy women are inclined to ease their sexual needs using the most sophisticated sexual enhancements which looked so very much like the real thing.
But as for their emotional needs, as my boss Jennifer says; there is time for that when they are not likely to get in the way of work commitment. She added that many a girl, who had been just right for a responsible position, had been sacked because of lack of concentration and commitment to their work, which often was because of a break-up with a partner.
"That is why it has been my decision, as chief executive of this new company, to employ males who are deemed to be less emotional than we females. I feel sure you will fit the post perfectly Peter and wish you a long and happy time with us."
Jennifer is an attractive woman in her late thirties, just about ten years older that I but (I liked her from the start and hoped she would employ me). My work meant liaising with Jennifer often. She had a plush office which was rather unusual, because spread all over the place and pinned on the walls, were examples if the company's products which I found very alluring and difficult to ignore.
But remembering what Jennifer had said about lack of concentration and commitment, I tried to keep a cool mind and avoided carnal imaginations, which was not easy.
"You seem to be doing very well Peter" Jennifer said after a month had passed and I had just about got my mind around the new venture.
"Thank you" I said.
"I like you, I know you will do well with the company. I feel it in my bones Peter. Do sit down and relax. It is not all work you know. It is about play as well, After all that is what our company is all about."
Jennifer was a bit of a contradiction. On the one hand she was calling for complete commitment and concentration - and yet now she seemed to urge me to take a bit of time off.
She looked wonderfull sat on a plush red leather bound swing chair and twisting around from her desk to face me, I was enchanted by the charms of this sweet lady who, for once, had lost that severe expression she usually wore, and her smile was warm and appealing.
It matched her style and sex and she had the most beautiful and enticing disposition that promised heaven for a guy like me. A guy who had been so emerged in his university studies for the past five years, that all thoughts of a relationship were low down on the agenda. Consequently I had become like a veritable hermit, my mind adverse to the most alluring girls around me.
But now all that was behind me and I was really beginning to realize just how nice it would be to have some sort of relationship with a woman. It didn't have to be committed, just a casual mutual thing would suffice. There would be time for that later when I had succeeded in my profession.
So now, talking with Jennifer I felt the pea in my pod was ripening, and could pop out at any given moment and I knew darned well we were on a par, it was just the way she looked at me and moved that knee one across the other. Hearing the delightful swish of her stockings rubbing against each other as she knowingly revealed a glorious inch or more of her delightful thigh, which made those peas in the pod start to vibrate in the very depths of my soul.
The sex in me that was never allowed to come out - was, now beginning to stir because of the sight and sounds, and smell of Jennifer Stanford.
We got to discuss the advantages of the company's products.
"Even men purchase for themselves, just themselves I mean. . As you will have undoubtedly seen from the sales figures Peter4, sales to the male, as well as the female gay fraternity are rising significantly and hopefully too, the rise in their groins to put it crudely ."
I was starting to get in the frame of mind now where working for a firm like Jennifer Stanford, a firm which now the shopping public, known to be like Ann Summers, was not embarrassing any more. It is like working in a sweet firm I guess when one doesn't think of the product, but merely the amount or remuneration at the end of the month!
So I was able to easily converse now about the best sales of a given product. If occasionally a certain product raised a chuckle or two it was all passed over because of the serious matter of sales.
But my cool changed when, on the desk table Jennifer wanted to show me one of the latest penile products out of Japan.
"See what you think, you are a guy and your opinion will be invaluable" she smiled opening the cardboard box and lifting out its content, wrapped in red tissue paper.
