Custom Curios: Universal Remote - Part 1
Emmanuelle walked into the dimly-lit, hazy aired store. A little bell rang as the door opened and then again as it closed behind her. She noticed the musky, old smell of the place. Not that it was dirty, but it smelled... old... something very different than the stores around it.
She'd never noticed this place before. But in looking for a unique gift for her stepson, she was driving by and the sign caught her attention... "Custom Curios: The place for unique and unusual gifts.". She actually chuckled when she saw it. Even the sign looked old, but it was spot on what she was looking for.
"Can I help you find something?", a young man behind the counter asked. She glanced at him and smiled. He looked like a typical young college student, probably a senior, with his sparse facial hair and his long hair tied back.
She walked along the aisles looking at the items on the shelves around her. She could see strange-looking dice, some old board games, a couple old camers, an ouiji board. Nothing that Vince would be interested in, she thought. "Well... I don't know. I'm looking for something for my stepson. Maybe some electronic something or other or video game. Do you have anything like that?"
He smiled and pointed to the next aisle over. "There are a few things in the next aisle over you might find. I think the Universal Remote there is really one of a kind. I think he'd absolutely love it. It works on so many... things... and is programmable."
She walked into the next aisle and easily found what he was referring to. A Universal Remote... something that controls multiple devices. It wasn't expensive, definitely what she was thinking about spending on him. She picked it up and looked it over. It looked a little dated, compared to the latest gadgets on the market, but maybe that was the charm of it. Maybe that was something Vince would find even more interesting about it.
She picked it up and took it to the counter.
"Yeah, that's the one I would get for him," the young man said, smiling. Something about his smile, his face, disturbed her though. It was devious... almost as if there was more to this than met the eye. As he rang it up in the register, he licked his lips and his tongue seemed much longer than a normal tongue would be and it made her shiver. She had a sudden thought of watching... of feeling... that tongue on her pussy, plunging inside her.
The young man put the device into a bag and laid it on the counter. "Anything else? For yourself maybe?" he asked her, looking her in the eye once again. "I'm sure there are other... electronic devices that would... tittilate. Or maybe some special jewelry."
His gaze and questions made goosebumps form all over her body. His words made her mind form images as he said them... of her using an electronic device to masturbate with... of her putting decorative clamps and clips on parts of her body that no one but her husband should ever see. She could almost feel the pleasure both of these would bring her.
"No..." she said, unsure of herself for a moment. Maybe she should, she thought, before shaking that thought away. She grabbed the bag. "No, this will be enough. Thank you." She turned and as her hand reached the door, she could hear the young man's voice behind her.
"Come back soon," he said. "We're here to... please."
Emmanuelle opened the door and walked out into the bright sunshine, her body shaking a little from the experience in the store. All the way home, all she could think about were the last images planted by the young man's comments. She was really going to need her husband, Joseph, tonight, to get those feelings resolved. Her horniness level had skyrocketed. She might need him before bedtime even.
*****
"Happy birthday!" the family cried in near unison as Emmanuelle carried the candle-lit cake into the dining room and set it on the table in front of Vince.
"Happy birthday, kiddo," Joseph said as he squeezed Vince's shoulder.
Vince smiled. This year he turned 20. Just getting closer and closer to actual adulthood, where he could go to bars with his friends and have a good time. Of course, the whole job thing and finding his own place wasn't the most exciting part of getting older. But he'd make the best of it when the time came.
His slightly younger stepsister, Gabrielle, was sitting on her legs across the table from him, looking a little anxious, her forearms flat on the table as she leaned forward. She was wearing too tight of a t-shirt that really accentuated her breasts. He wished she wasn't his stepsister. He wished he didn't have these thoughts about her. But she was very much in his thoughts often, as was his stepmom, who was even more endowed than her daughter. Those times when he was alone. Those times when he could touch himself and imagine all sorts of things he shouldn't be imagining about them.
"Come on, make a wish and blow them out already. We don't have all night," Gabrielle said eagerly.
He closed his eyes and envisioned a great wish, one that would never be fulfilled, but a great one nonetheless. He truly wished for sex with either one of these two women. When he opened his eyes again, he blew out the candles, and the party continued.
When they each finished their pieces of cake with chocolate frosting and ice-cream, Emmanuelle pushed his small pile of presents from the end of the table and left it in front of him. Two boxes and three cards. He opened the card from Gabrielle first and found a sweet, innocent stepsister message inside along with a gift card to a big online retailer. He knew he'd find something he'd like there.
The next card was the card from his stepmom and then his dad, both offering their love and respect for him.
Next came the presents. The first was from his dad and contained a jersey from his favorite football team, with the number of the quarterback. He smiled as he held it up. That was something he'd wear a lot. That was comfortable and showed his local team spirit. He loved the team, although they weren't always the easiest to root for.
"Ooh," his stepmom said anxiously. "I hope you like this one." She obviously was a little uneasy about it as she tapped it quickly.
He pulled the box closer to himself and smile. "I'm sure I will." He opened it and pulled out the carefully wrapped remote control. It took him by surprise at first, especially since it looked a bit dated.
"It's a Universal Remote," Emmanuelle said excitedly. "Both the salesman and I thought some kind of electronic gadget like this would be perfect. Something you can tinker with maybe."
Vince turned it over in his hands. There were several pieces of paper taped to it, held to the controller with rubber bands. He guessed that was the user's manual or something. He smiled up at her. "It looks cool! I can't wait to check it out."
"Really?" Emmanuelle said, obviously happy that he liked it. She leaned in and hugged him, her chin resting on the top of his head, forcing his cheek against her breasts. He could smell her very wonderful perfume and could stay there forever. But she quickly released him and got up to collect the dishes.
The family quickly dispersed, with Joseph going into the living room to watch TV, Gabrielle going up to her room, Emmanuelle into the kitchen to finish cleaning up, and Vince going up to his bedroom, gifts in hand.
He laid back on his bed, the remote control in his hands. He pulled the old rubber bands off the device and they immediately broke, showing just how old they were. There were several pages of paperwork attached to the remote that he carefully unfolded. They appeared to be handwritten instructions, which seemed even more odd to him.
The opening paragraphs were beaming about the device, excited about some new discovery, and proud that the developer could share this fun with a few, select individuals. The next 8 or 9 pages were discussing the discovery and went into way more scientific depth than Vince cared to even explore, even if he could understand a word. All he could garner from the first couple paragraphs he read was that there was something about specific sound frequencies that the developer discovered that did things. Apparently things that people didn't know about before.
The last 2 to 3 pages discussed the buttons on the unit and its general functionality. He started reading them, eager to figure out how to use the unit. The first section dealt with tuning the device for a particular "subject". That was a weird term to use for a TV being controlled, but maybe that was just the way the author thought.
To tune the Universal Remote to a given subject, be within 10 feet of the subject,
