Sharon Byrnes hummed an old 60's tune as she walked the streets of Greenwich Village. Never mind that the song had been recorded two years before she'd been born, it always made the 27 year old feel good. And today was definitely a day for feeling good.
She had been hired by a large local clothing manufacturer to set up a new computerized inventory system. Her contract with the firm had called for her to have the system up and running in four weeks. Instead, she had finished it in three, making the fourth week's salary a bonus.
Walking down the street, the tall brunette drew the glances of several male passerby's. She gave them no notice. She was far too interested in the warmth of the sun on her face and the feel of spring in the air. It felt so good to be able to shed that heavy winter coat and finally walk the streets in just a light blouse and skirt.
So fine was the weather and with it her mood, Sharon had canceled her late afternoon appointment and spent the last few hours exploring the local stores. It'd been a long time since she had visited this part of lower Manhattan, but she always remembered it as a place where you could find something totally new with the turn of a corner.
So it was that a small sign on a walk down storefront caught her attention. It simply said "Violet Rose."
Unlike most of the shops along the way, no wares filled the windows. Instead, the whole window display consisted of a single violet rose laying on a white silk pillow.
Intrigued, Sharon started down the steps. She was surprised to find the door locked. Perhaps the store hadn't opened yet. She was about to retrace her steps back up to the street when a buzzer sounded and the door opened with an audible click.
Stepping inside the small foyer, Sharon noted a small video camera hanging from the ceiling. She had seen similar security setups in jewelry stores. Wondering what kind of store this could be, she opened the second door.
Once inside, Sharon saw a long u-shaped glass display cases that ran alongside the interior of the store. It reinforced the idea that this had once been a jewelry store. But the items in those cases as well as on the walls caused her to take a step back. Filling every case was the most extensive collection of sexual paraphernalia she had ever seen. Some of the wares were familiar to her, having seen them in mail order catalogues. Others were so strange to her that she couldn't even begin to imagine what they were used for.
Her blue eyes ran across the collection of leather goods, oils and lotions. Then across to the wall behind it and its large display of S & M gear. Still standing at the entrance, Sharon was trying to decide if she wanted to stay or leave. Then she saw the rather large selection of vibrators and dildos in the far display case.
"What the hell." she thought to herself. "I could use a new toy." she added, feeling just a little naughty.
Running her fingers across the display case as she crossed the room, Sharon smiled as she crossed over an assortment of handcuffs and other restraints. That was just a little too kinky for her tastes.
"Can I help you?" A voice from behind Sharon said.
The tall young woman jumped at the sound of his voice. She hadn't noticed the salesman before.
"Oh, you startled me." Sharon said as she turned.
The salesman smiled. He was incredible, Sharon thought. Muscular, over six foot tall, with curly blonde hair. He couldn't be more than 20 years old. Clad in a form fitting T-shirt that emphasized every muscle, the young man sent a quiver between her loins.
"Well, I'm looking for... I mean I was interested in..." Sharon began, suddenly feeling embarrassed.
Seeing her face turn red, the young man smiled even broader. It was a common occurrence in the store. People were really funny sometimes.
"Were you looking for a vibrator or a dildo?" He asked.
"Well, I'm not sure." came Sharon's response. "To be honest, I really came across your store by accident."
"Then maybe you should look around a little and let me know if you find something you like. My names Mark by the way." he replied before turning and walking away.
Sharon couldn't help but lean over the counter and admire his ass as he walked away. He had a really great ass.
Sharon spent the next twenty minutes exploring the various cases and displays. If nothing else, she was getting an education in erotica. At the same time, she was getting up her courage to perhaps ask that hunk behind the counter out for a drink. It wouldn't be the first time she'd pick up a guy, but this had to be the most unusual place she'd ever considered it.
Sharon was about to walk over and strike up another conversation when she noticed him buzzing another customer in.
It was another woman. About 5'5" and 160 lbs, the woman looked to be in her early 20's. She had a stocky build but her weight was so evenly distributed that Sharon wouldn't have described her as fat. Her face was rather boyish and she wore no makeup. Short black curly hair added to that image. Despite the fact that she had tremendous breasts, clearly visible through the plain white T-shirt, she didn't wear a bra.
With great familiarity, the woman walked across the store and behind the counter. The salesman smiled at her, obviously happy to see her.
"Could they be lovers?" Sharon thought as she looked at the mismatched pair. She'd seen stranger couples in her life.
A feeling of reassurance filled her when Mark kissed the new arrival on the cheek instead of her lips. Friends yes, lovers no.
The two spoke for a few moments as the woman glanced in Sharon's direction. The long haired woman quickly looked away, pretending to examine the selection of anal probes in the case next to her.
Then Mark left the new arrival and disappeared into the back room. Sharon watched out of the corner of her eye as the woman walked over behind the counter and stopped opposite her.
"Mark thought you might be a little more comfortable if I helped you." she said in a soft melodious voice that really didn't seem to go with her appearance.
"I think that would be better." Sharon smiled.
"Now what can I interest you in today." the saleswoman continued.
"Well, I was thinking I'd like a new toy." Sharon mused. "Actually, this is a spur of the moment thing. I only found your store by accident."
"We are a little out of the way." the short haired girl said as she and Sharon strolled back to the dildo and vibrator section. "And most of our advertising is done sort of word of mouth
"It is a nice shop." Sharon said for lack of anything else to say.
"Well I like it." came the response.
Ok babe, I'm out of here." called out Mark as he emerged from the back room. "I'm going to meet Peter at the gym."
Ok dear, have fun." the salesgirl called out as Mark quickly crossed the shop and out the door.