"Yeah, do what you have to do; I'll be back in an hour or so."
That fit in perfectly with her plan. Jen went inside the pharmacy, and was out the back door before she heard the bike start. The lingerie store was on the next block, and the sex shop was around the corner. She ran to the lingerie store, and did do some browsing, but the only thing she really wanted there was something that was supposed to heat up, a cinnamon-flavored lotion. That purchase secured she was out the door and heading for the sex shop.
She had to slow down there; she'd never been inside before, and wanted to make her purchases carefully. Checking the prices, she was glad she'd hoarded her allowance and the money she'd earned baby-sitting. She found a dildo about twice the size of the one she had, a butt-plug more than twice as large as hers, a BIG bottle of something called "Anal-eaze", and a set of chains that had clamps for her nipples and clit.
The strange-looking guy at the counter carded her, then put her loot in a plain brown bag. Jen took a fast look around, then added a bullet vibe and a set of beads to the total. She just had time to get out front of the pharmacy and sit down on a bench before Johnny pulled up. She was sitting with one leg up, in an "innocent little girl" pose, the loose leg of her shorts guaranteed that Johnny could see her wet pouting lips, and the juices running down her leg.
"You ready to go home kid?"
The fact he had to clear his throat before speaking let her know that he had indeed seen what she wanted him to. She was not going to stop yet... the one thing she absolutely wanted was that he began to think of her as a woman. Jen ran her hand down her thigh slowly, peeking out the corner of her eye; he was watching. She slipped her fingers across her soaking wet pussy, then lifted them, and licked them clean all the while +not watching him+.
The sudden flush he got, and the equally sudden shift to pale told her he'd seen, and that it had impacted him deeply. Jen slowly got up, giving him one more flash of her shaved mound, then bent for her bags, making certain that he could see her bra-less breasts. She jumped on the bike, leaned forward, and asked if he was hungry. Johnny husked that he wasn't. She whispered in his ear, making sure that he felt the heat of her breath, "Take me home then."
The entire way home, Jen had her clit jammed against him, her breasts crushed against his back, and her hands deep inside his thighs, she could feel the heat from his crotch on her hands. A little rubbing here and there didn't hurt anything, but it did cause him to breathe funny. Johnny dropped her off at the house, then split for his.
Jen went inside, then ran upstairs; the itch in her clit was maddening. A few furious seconds later she was moaning his name and cumming fiercely. When she finished she went to the window; Johnny was sitting on his steps, staring at his bike. She grinned; he had definitely noticed her.
Jen added the new purchases to what she was already thinking of as her toy box. She wanted a meal and a shower before she tried any of them out.
