Pt. 1
The Decision
I was sitting at my desk looking at the invite to a sex toy party and even though I had a good selection, I was always looking for the next best thing. My friend Lynette had invited me and another friend of hers from work along and we were meeting for something to eat before we went over.
I walked into the restaurant and saw Lynette sitting with her friend, having a glass of red wine and caught the waitress to bring me a glass as well. I sat down and said hello to Lynette, then she introduced me to her friend, Becky. I shook her hand and felt how dainty and delicate it felt. I looked at her eyes and saw the gold shining in the brown. She didn't look at me long, but I saw a look of something in her eyes and then she diverted them away, then I let her hand go. I glanced at her often through dinner, watching how she did things and acted. I took more of a look at her overall and saw she was a petite thing, maybe mid to late twenties at best. She had a child-like quality to her still, her body not filling out any more after fifteen it looked like. Lynette wasn't saying much and Becky seemed sociable enough, so I struck up some conversation with her.
"So Becky, how long have you worked with Lynette?"
"Six years, right before her baby was born."
I gave Lynette a look that let her know I wanted to speak with Becky.
"Thanks Lynette, but I was asking Becky. You have a baby? Well, young child now, what did you have, boy or girl?"
"A girl. We named her Belinda. I call her Bebe though."
"Awww, sweet. How old is she now?"
"Five. It was her birthday last week in fact. I had such a great party for her."
"Your husband wasn't there?"
"He didn't want to hang around with a bunch of women and their kids, so he went out with his buddies."
"That sounds typical. Well, I'm glad she had a fun time regardless."
"Thanks, she really did. I love parties."
"I take it your husband doesn't?"
"Not really. He says it's a waste of money to go to all that trouble decorating and stuff."
"Guess he doesn't like fun much? I don't care how old I get, I'll always enjoy going to a party where someone has gone to lengths to make it fun."
"Me too. Do you have kids, ShaeLee?"
"Yes. I have two, a boy and a girl, but they're both grown adults now and my little girl made me a grandmother already. My granddaughter is only a couple of years younger than Belinda actually."
"No kidding? You're pretty young to be a grandmother, aren't you?"
"Forty six, but you didn't hear that from me and I'll deny I said it."
That had some laughter come out and she had the prettiest smile. I looked in her eyes again and saw the gold flecks really sparkling brightly, adding to her beauty.
"You look in great shape for your age, ShaeLee. I would have guessed you were in your mid-thirties."
"I do love you. You're good for my ego, you are. You just believe in that age, I'm good with that."
That brought more giggles of laughter from her and Lynette as well. We finished up our meals and sat having a coffee, sharing some more bits of ourselves and getting to know each other better. It was getting close to the time to go to the party and I found a growing fondness for Becky. She was such a fun person, but she seemed to be containing it all the time for some reason and I wasn't sure why. We finished and got to our cars and Becky went with Lynette, much to my dismay, hoping to keep talking with her. I followed them there and parked on the street behind them, then we all walked up together.
The hostess Janice, greeted us and we met everyone that was there. It looked like a good turn out, which wasn't hard to imagine, considering the popularity of toys now a days. I gave a rough guess at a couple dozen or so and found three dining chairs for us all to sit in. We got some glasses of a nice red wine Janice picked out and enjoyed some hors d'ouvres.
The toys were on display downstairs in the den and once we all had a chance to say hello and say our little bit about ourselves, we were off for a look at what was offered. The tables were laid out with dildos and vibes on one, small personal toys for on the go, as well as lubes and oils and the last had more of a fetish flavor. I noticed Becky looking over the stuff at the fetish table and wondered what she was curious in. I had all the dildos I needed, as well as vibes, so I wondered what she was into. She was looking at handcuffs and seeing how they worked and I came and stood beside her.
"Those things suck, try these instead if you want hands restrained. Feels much better on the skin and hold very well. Easy to close Velcro straps."
"You selling them?"
I had to laugh at that.
"No, sweetie, I had a pair of those cuffs and they hurt like hell when they dig in. You can pull all day on those ones and you'll never get anything more than a chafe. I know, I bought a set."
Becky looked at me and then put the handcuffs down and picked up the leather wrist cuffs I pointed out. She looked them over and wasn't sure, so I offered to let her feel both on and judge for herself. I put a handcuff on one wrist and snugged it tight, then took the leather cuffs and put one on the other. I took a hold of both and pulled on them and she cringed at the handcuffed hand.
"See what I mean? That was just a little pull on you too. Imagine you straining on them and tell me what you'd rather have on."
"I see your point, thanks for the tip."
"Are you interested in restraints and harnesses?"
Not sure why I asked her that, curiosity I guess, but her eyes spoke volumes of yes, while her lips said,
"Not really, just looking."
She moved down the table away from me and I followed along, looking over what was there, more curious to what Becky was interested in. I liked to know what other women found sexually appealing and maybe find something new to explore myself. She stopped and picked up a book and looked around to see if anyone else was watching and started looking through it.
