I had been discreetly following the hot guy for three blocks trying to catch a hint of his cell phone conversation. What I was really hoping for was to hear whether he had a girlfriend and if not, I was desperately trying to think of how to approach him. Everyone says that I am a pretty woman; I am tall, with long blonde hair, and I guess my best feature is my glowing skin. I always feel average and when it comes to meeting new men, I tend to be shy. Though, once I get to know someone, I am anything but shy!
As I inched closer, I saw a wedding ring on his finger and heard him say that he loved the person on the other end of the phone line. Too bad, he's married. He's still wonderful eye-candy, so I continued to follow him. He was tall and handsome, with muscles rippling everywhere beneath his clothes. I watched his easy gait take him and his hot ass away from me.
He turned to enter a small store that I had never noticed before. Its windows were all covered with black paper from the inside and the only indication as to what type of place he had entered was the "Adults Only" sign on the door. I've been in plenty of adult entertainment stores before, so I felt comfortable going into this one.
At first glance, it was your typical porn shop. Sex toys lined many of the walls and tables near the door. Further in were rows of DVDs both for sale and rent. In the back I saw a sign advertising "advice". Hmm, that was unusual. As I pondered what type of advice they could be doling out, I saw my hunk browsing dildos and vibrators.
He seemed to be unsure of what to buy, looking at one, then the next, and then the next. He picked up and put back about 10 different models. I was just thinking that he should take advantage of that "advice" advertisement, when he seemed to be headed to do just that. He had a large, maybe 8 to 10 inches long, yet simple pink vibrator in his hands.
I headed that way myself, more out of curiosity, than nosiness. I got there just in time to see him close a door to a room marked "Adviser is In".
I heard him asking someone if they thought his wife would be interested in the model he had chosen. To my surprise, the voice that answered was definitively male and I thought I heard him suggest that my hunk take the vibrator for a "test drive". I was dying of curiosity now and was desperately looking for a way to get closer so I could hear the employee's idea of a test drive. A moment later there was a slight tap on my shoulder. When I turned around another store employee was standing there and put a finger to her lips in a "shhh" motion. She gestured that I should follow her.