Power Toys Part 1
My husband had a business trip last week. You’d better believe I was looking forward to some time in the house alone. So far this year we’ve been in each others company too much for my taste. I need some alone time. So, after I dropped him at the airport on Saturday afternoon I went into the city and found myself a sex shop. I may have mentioned that as much I love to masturbate I don’t have any toys. And well… I decided to remedy that situation. I have to admit that I was a bit surprised by the sheer variety of sizes, shapes, gyrations and all. And I was a little surprised at myself for the embarrassment I felt. It was funny. I spent some time browsing the vid boxes, spending more time on the lesbian ones. And I looked through some magazines. And then I finally worked up enough courage to go over to those objects. After maybe 10 minutes the sales girl came over and asked if I needed help. I was going to brave it when she put her hand on my shoulder and smiling, said, “You know, most of these are props for blokes fantasies. There are only a couple made for us.”
Power Toys Part 2
I had some serious misgivings. Wanting sex – sans my husband – and actually calling someone for that very reason are completely different things. Yes I had already popped that cherry on my business trip but… Well, to say it was an accident wouldn’t be entirely true but neither did I set out looking for it. I held my mobile looking at her number and weighed my situation.
- I was horny as hell and had already had one off quite nicely.
- I was still a little drunk.
- I was hungry for that “woman’s touch”.
- She had as much offered when I was shopping for masturbation toys.
- She had called.
- I loved my husband and his hard dick.
- He was away.
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