“That’s amazing Rachel, and from what I hear you’re selling yourself short on the people front. Dr. Kennedy says your bedside manner with the animals is only matched by your graciousness with people. You genuinely make people feel at peace even in the tough situations. Sounds to me like you were made for this.”
With every additional line of flattery I was more intrigued by this man and a little skeptical. I had been flirted with before, of course, but I couldn’t tell if this was that or if he was just a genuinely good guy who was generous with compliments and not afraid to lift other people up. This is when the monster popped up in the back of my head and mentioned that he was also rather tall and probably had a great dick to boot and wandered if we could get him to show it to us. The blush returned to my cheeks at the inner monologue but fortunately it could also be a result of the compliments.
“I don’t know what to say to that, but thank you very much, I love it here, everyone is incredibly nice and Dr. Kennedy is a great teacher.”
“She is certainly that, well I need to get back to it and I’m sure you’re trying to get your shift started. It was great to meet you officially and I’ll see you around.”
He reached up and patted my shoulder and I noticed the lack of a ring on his finger and my interest went up another notch or two. He didn’t seem like he would be anywhere near as freaky as me but then again, nobody would guess what kind of kinky freak I was when they met me either. I looked and acted like a perfectly normal little church girl right up until I wasn’t and the monster decided then and there that we were going to find out if Michael had a dark side.
Which leads me to the aforementioned unattractively flop sweating in the car. Several more weeks have passed and I’ve grown convinced that Michael is doing more than being positive and complimenting me, he is definitely flirting with me. I guess all the magazines are wrong, the way to meet a great guy is to start by punching him the balls with a sharp needle in your hand. We’ve grown close enough to joke about that now and today I’m taking it one step further. I stopped by the sporting goods store on the way in to work today and picked up a jock strap and cup to give him as a gag gift. I had to ask for help to make this purchase and telling a strange man the dimensions and approximate size of Michaels package was a strange and, for me, arousing experience. I had told the guy that I was picking this up for my boyfriend and he assumed I had all the pertinent data to make this purchase, I had no idea how involved this process was. And I couldn’t back up now and say it didn’t matter, that it was just a gag gift for a friend. So, I had to imagine what Michaels Dick and balls looked like, how big the cup needed to be and then describe that to the sales guy. We made it through and by the time I got to the check out the monster was insisting on getting a glimpse and I found myself getting a little wet with all that imagining.
This led to the next thing that had me sweating in my car. After leaving the sporting goods store all I could think about was Michaels penis and imaging it growing erect as I slowly undressed in front of him. There is a small adult novelty store down the street from the sporting goods store and as I passed it an insane idea popped into my head. I pulled a U-turn and whipped into the parking lot hoping no-one would recognize my car here. I practically ran inside, ducking my head and as I came through the door. The chime sounded announcing my presence and my breath caught as I looked around at aisles of dildos, vibrators, handcuffs, and even whips and swings. The pictures on the boxes were of mostly women, with everything bare but their nipples, engaging in all sorts of exciting activities with the products advertised. My nipples swelled and the monster was immediately in the driver seat and we were headed over the cliff. A store like this hit all of my buttons and I was like an alcoholic at an open bar.
I heard a faint “hello there” from the back of the store as a surprisingly respectable looking middle aged man made his way towards me. I guess I expected all people who worked in a place like this to be sleeze balls but that was just my upbringing talking.
“What can I help you with young lady? Looking for yourself or someone else?”
I wasn’t sure what to say, normal every day me would be blushing and stuttering right now in insane embarrassment, but the monster was driving.
“A little of both actually. There is this guy I want to get with and I want him to know I want him but I think it’s important to let him know I’m kind of a freak right out of the gate. But I want to do that without scaring him off.”
Rational me shuddered in the corner of my mind at so boldly telling this stranger that I wanted to bang someone and I needed help deciding how to tell him I liked as many eyes as I could get on my slick, wet, bald pussy while I got off.
“Well, if you don’t mind me saying so he is one hell of a lucky man! Have you considered a butt plug?”
I guess I shouldn’t be shocked that he had a suggestion at the ready and went straight for it without niceties or delicate terms. We were after all in a sex shop.
“No, I can’t say that I’ve ever considered one actually.”
“Well, in my experience, nothing gets a man going faster than a lady wearing a butt plug and it tends to be the kind of thing only the fun kind of ladies like to do, or at least admit that they like to do. Can I show you a few?”
“Yeah, I think that would be great, but I may need a little more info as we go on how this works. I’ve had a little attention paid to my butt lately but never been penetrated there. I can’t say it was unpleasant but I’m a little nervous about putting something all the way up there.”
“Not to worry, they come in all sizes and I can show you a beginner one that won’t hurt a bit.”
He led me back past the aisle of dildos and my eyes grew large at the size of some of the monsters and I actually gasped a little when we passed a large silicon fist. The shop owner turned around and laughed a little.
“If you haven’t seen that before you must be a recently converted freak in the bedroom, young lady there are many levels of freak but I prefer the term kinky. Everyone wants to let loose sexually and enjoy themselves and there is nothing wrong with that, we aren’t freaks, we’re just horny for each other.”
“That, sir is a very valid point and thank you for saying so. I am a fairly recent convert but I haven’t gotten into toys, my thing is that I like to be seen.”
“That’s amazing, I am quite fond of watching as it turns out.” He delivered this with a knowing wink and a shiver ran through my buddy. He wasn’t an unattractive man, a little overweight but not much and besides, it didn’t really matter what the voyuer looked like, just that they were there, watching.
“Here we are, as I said there are many sizes and even shapes here but I would recommend something from this row, they are all small, even though they may look intimidating. The anus can stretch an astonishing amount and you’ll notice the cone shape with a lip here. Once it’s inside of you this lip holds it in place and the tip here acts as a handle. I cannot speak as a lady of course but I am told it’s a deliciously full feeling having this inside of you while having sex.”