* ~ Prelude ~ *
Her friend's squeaky and nearly-screamed exclamation of "You don't have a vibrator?!" kept circling in Jill's mind. She never really needed one...or so she thought.
Since her recent divorce, Jill had spent most of her free time reading and watching online porn. She read explicit stories akin to her fantasies, and she learned she didn't know quite as much about sex at all. The online sites left her dripping wet and extremely frustrated, with nothing and no one to wrap her legs around.
Jill spent a great deal of research on what type of vibrator to get, and she watched porn how-to's and scenes. It seemed like something she should definitely purchase. But she couldn't purchase one online because she didn't know if she'd be home to receive it. And she was leery about going into a store because of all the sordid rumors about them; not to mention the porn stories she'd read!
A couple of nights of frustration later, Jill determined to buy one the next day. She pulled up a porn clip and watched a female being bound and gagged and forced to cum repeatedly while her dom lover teased and fucked her with a vibrator. Jill fell to sleep sopping wet and frustrated, but still a bit apprehensive about her trip.
* ~ Chapter One ~ *
Jill drifted off into a deep sleep, where she dreamt about going to the sex store. All of her fears coupled with the video clip came to life in her dream.
***
In the dream, she seemed to know exactly where to find the sex shop. During the ride, she debated with herself whether she wanted the shop empty or full. Not making any decision, she was not upset by seeing the empty parking lot in the middle of the day.
Good, at least I won't have to face any people I know!
Jill thought to herself, pulling an argument for why she wanted an empty store. Then again, she didn't want to be watched, either, by a store clerk.
Pulling herself together, she got out of the car and triple-checked the lock. She didn't normally do this, but she was lingering, disbelieving she was actually here. She had her online printouts of her top choices with her, so she knew what to ask for. And she had a list of questions for the salesperson, based on her research. She
had
done her research, so that gave her the encouragement to enter the store.
The entrance was a double-door setting, with a vestibule between the two sets of doors. The pause before entering the main part of the store provided time for her eyes to adjust from the brightness of the sun to the dimly lit interior. Jill also took some time to breathe deeply a few times.
As she pushed through the second set of double doors, Jill clutched her papers and took a final gulp of air.
You can do this!
The interior was dimly lit and filled with all kinds of colors and lights and blatant sex on display! Jill could not believe it. She didn't quite know where to look first.
Fearing she'd remain in place and never move, Jill willed her feet to walk. Once moving, she began randomly walking the aisles, looking at everything. Many of the items she had seen or read about: dildos, BDSM toys, vibrators, blow-up dolls, etc. Some she had never seen before: double-pronged vibrators, eggs, butt plugs, men's masturbation devices, etc.
Jill was lost in a sex world. As she continued walking and staring and imagining, she knew she was becoming very wet. It had been three years since the divorce, and three years without sex. Her libido was on overdrive.
MEANWHILE, as Jill walked into the shop, she was watched, unbeknownst to her, by the one employee in the store. Jake had worked there since the shop opened, and he was considering buying out the owner. Jake had seen it all. But he was mildly intrigued as he watched Jill come in, gripping papers in her hand, semi-professionally dressed. She was in a long black woolen coat, which she unbelted and unbuttoned to reveal a pale pink soft sweater, lightly accentuating her pert breasts (which Jake determined to be B-cups) and a solid black pair of leggings. He could not see what type of shoes she wore.
At first, he thought she was an advertiser, coming there to sell radio time or a coupon book or billboards, and he was immediately annoyed. He hated dealing with salespeople, especially advertisers-regardless of how attractive they were! He grumbled under his breath and was glad he was watching from the back room. She only took two steps into the shop before stopping. She appeared to be frozen. Maybe she would get so nervous and just walk out. He'd seen it before.
But Jill did not leave. With agitated curiosity, Jake watched Jill take a tentative step forward, followed by another before she stopped looking mechanical and just walked. She walked the aisles, as many first-timers do-and Jake could tell this was her first time to
any
sex store-but she did not show a look of surprise or haughtiness, like most of the newbs; she looked
horny
. A grin involuntarily spread across his face.
Jake continued to watch as Jill wandered through the store. He felt himself getting excited. It had been a long time since anyone like this had turned up in the shop, and just the two of them there! She turned a corner to walk down another aisle, and Jake saw the flash of papers in her hand as she turned. She clearly wasn't selling anything, so what in the hell were those papers?
Jake used the camera's controller to zoom in closer. The camera shot in, displaying pictures of sex toys.
Hmmm, she's done her homework! Even better!
Jake's grin grew wider. So she had some experience after all. This could turn out to be a very fun day, indeed. He continued to watch her snake the aisles, landing in the BDSM section. From the back, Jake directed the cameras to follow Jill closely and zoom in on her body.
He first went to her feet, as he could not see the shoes. She wore three-inch heeled black boots. Jake thought they'd be a lot sexier if they were four- or five-inch heels, but he was nonetheless pleased to see heels. Next, he zoomed over her legs, which the leggings proudly displayed. They were toned, and he yearned to run his hands up and down their length.
Jill's coat covered most of her mid-section and torso, but by finagling just right, Jake could zoom in on her breasts. He couldn't be sure, but he thought he could see some nips poking through the light sweater. Jake felt his cock twitch at the thought of bringing those nips out into the open and tweaking them. And since she was in the BDSM aisle, he also thought of fastening some nipple clamps to them. He lowered his hand and gave his cock a couple of rough strokes over his jeans.
He moved the camera upwards again and saw the tell-tale flushness of pink around her neck. Her skin was more pink than her sweater. Moving up still, he saw the flush continued to her cheeks. And her blue eyes were glassy under her blond bangs. The remainder of her hair was tied in a tight ponytail running down to her mid-shoulders. Jake was very pleased with what he saw.
As Jill turned into the men's section, Jake made his move to the floor. He knew Jill's mind must be on overload for her to be in this section. He snuck up behind her. Approaching her, he gauged her height to be six inches shorter than his 6'2", and with her three-inch heels, it would put her at 5'3" barefoot.
Perfection
.
His sneakers on the carpeted floor made no sound. He purposefully and silently invaded her personal space before asking in a quiet but deep voice, "Can I help you with anything?"
