Most people don't look my way twice. They see a pretty average man and just keep moving on. For most people they would consider this a downside, but for myself, and the new business I decided to run, I figure this is a win. I don't like people looking to closely to me because if they did, they might find out what I really am. A fairly average male, who through hard work, became the biggest pervert.
My parents died at a young age, and while this was tragic, the massive inheritance I received was a nice constellation prize. While most people invest the money or buy a house, I decided to purchase a sex shop. You see I never grew out of my boyhood hormone phase. If anything, it just got worse.
From my select interactions with women, the few things I discovered are that they want it just as much. They just hide it better. Running this sex shop taught me several things, but the biggest, is that most women are sluts and have desires, that make even mine, seem mild. This story is about me discovering those desires, and how, through extreme intrigue, I discovered, manipulated, and exposed them.
I dropped out of Arizona State University and took over a sex shop very close to the campus. Money was no real problem and I lived fairly modestly. My first few weeks were fairly boring. Mostly young men, who struck out at the bar getting porn. Even some others were there to just "blow off" some steam and watch in the video booths I provided. It was all anti-climactic, that is until I met her. Everything changed after her.
She came in on a warm October night. It was around 10pm, which was fairly early for any drunks or pervs to be there. She was 5'7" and had the best wavy blonde hair. She was weary a super tight white tank top, with clearly no bra and pierced nipples. Her boobs were small enough to get away with it in public, and yet big enough for everyone to turn heads. She was clearly fit, and athletic and could not be older than 21 years. She wore super tight jean shorts that clearly show her round perfect ass. She made every eye turn and boy did she own it.
She walked up slowly to me as she looked around. She was not shy necessarily, but more taking it all in. She finally walked up to the counter where I was, trying not to stare, and said "Hey, I uh, just transferred to university here and well, the airline lost a very personal bag of mine. Normally I would just order online but I am not having any luck with dating apps or the bars and really need something to uh, well take my mind off of the classes."
I was astonished with her honesty, most women who visited just peeked in and left, or were dragged in by some man or partner. Yet here a single, hot, young lady was talking to me about needing to get fucked. What were the odds? I kept looking for my words and stuttered "Uh...well what is it you are looking for. We have some more personal items for the uh, well, women, or customers, over in the back left. I am sure you could replace anything you lost."
I just could not find the words. Her tits were just coming-out and I wanted to see her take her shirt off, or get water thrown on her. It was killing me.
She smiled and walked over to that corner. She was moving her hand slowly from one product to another. Slowly she would take one off the rack and flip it over. Just like anyone would as they looked to make a new purchase. She did not seem in a rush at all, and almost seemed at peace. She finally selected a rabbit toy, that was fairly pricy. She picked it up and began to walk over.
She put it on the counter and felt her back pocket. Then she got flush red. Has she began to frantically pat her pockets down. She looked up with the bright blue eyes and said "So uh this is embarrassing but I left my card in my dorm room, and uh well I can't go back now. My roommate is having her boy toy over and well they might be pulling an all nighter. Is there any chance I can just owe you one? I mean I have a $20 but I know that's not enough."
I just stared at her, not even looking at the money. I could not believe my ears, it felt like this was straight out of a porno. I was just now being able to find my confidence and said "Well um I can't just give this away, but if you need to relax and a place to hang out, over by the video section there is a door for the arcade. You could find a booth and just do what you need, or better yet there is a theater for $5 dollar fee and you can be in there for as long as you want."