Amanda had gotten all dressed up for nothing. The blind date she had been going to meet was a no show. Dating sucked! The high heels were killing her, she had forgotten to eat lunch, and it looked like dinner was going to be McDonalds on the way home because she sure the hell did not feel like cooking now. She drove toward her apartment.
In the distance, she saw the glowing lights of the local adult bookstore. She had never ventured into this establishment. Amanda, very in a 'fuck you mood', sped past her apartment and turned quickly into the bookstore parking lot and stared at the building. "I will just pop in and get a vibrator." Divorced, alone for the first time since high school and horny as could be, Amanda made her way to the door.
Amanda was very aware of being stared at when she walked in. There were three or four guys wandering around inside. For a moment, the embarrassment almost made her turn around and walk out. However, the 'fuck it' attitude she had when she drove up was not entirely gone.
The store itself was not the hole in the wall she envisioned. It was large, well lit and clean. The resemblance to a Target store however, ended there. Wall to wall there was sexually charged merchandise. One wall was covered with all sorts of vibrators. Another was something called a butt plug. Sexy clothing covers the racks. One wall she was sure was just for a joke, after nobody did stuff like that in real life. There was a video section where the pictures on the covers made Amanda blush. She leaned closer, shocked. "What in the world are they doing in that one?" she asked.
"That is a bondage scene with a women being fucked anally with a machine," said a young female voice. Blushing, unaware she had spoken aloud until then, Amanda looked up. There was a girl behind the counter. Amanda at 36 years old felt like a total idiot as she looked at the young woman. "Hi," she said, knowing her face was six shades of red.
The girl smiled, she was white, no more that 20 years old, with purple highlights in her blond hair. Her figure was tall, athletic and she wore a very amused expression. "First time in here?" she asked, obviously knowing the answer to that.
Amanda nodded, then looked around, but the men who had been there were all gone.
"You scared them all off," said the girl. "It is a small town; they don't want their wives hearing that they shop here. I'm Kelly by the way." Kelly came out from around the counter. "Can I help you find something?"
Amanda had to look up at the girl as she came to stand next to her. Despite her tiny waist, at 5'4, with large breasts and a large bottom, Amanda felt like a bad cartoon drawing next to the girl. She shrugged, "I was looking for a vibrator but there are so many to choose from."
"You have never had one?" ask Kelly, seeming rather startled.
Amanda shook her head. "I was married up until a year ago. I am divorced now."
Kelly's expression seemed to indicate that this was not a good explanation. "Well honey, they are almost as good as oral sex!" At Amanda's blank expression, Kelly frowned, "you're husband did go down on you now and then didn't he?"
"He said that was only for perverts," Amanda confessed.
"Crap, you really got screwed and not in a good way." Kelly said sympathetically.
Amanda nodded grimly, still looking at all the DVD covers of acts she had never done. Kelly watched her expression as she looked at it all; there was longing in Amanda's face. Kelly looked toward the counter to hide her smile for a moment.
"Ok, you do need some help." Kelly said taking Amanda by the hand and leading her back to the counter. "There is nobody here, so I say lets have some fun."
