Chapter 2: At the Dildo Shop

“So, if I decide to purchase the black one, with the jeweled head dildo, will I get a discount for being a first-time customer?”

Well no ma’am, not today.”

“Shame.”

“However, you’ll find our prices to be the lowest, anyway,”

“I’m sure.”

“If you have any questions, just ask.”

“Actually, I was wondering, could I try it on, here, in the store?”

“What? Are you joking, ma’am?”

“No, I’m quite serious.”

“Ma’am, that would be most inappropriate,” he stated, firmly.

“Inappropriate? Why?”

“Well, I can’t have my customers, er, undress and have intercourse, right here, in the store. It’s, it’s, well, unseemly,”

“Unseemly? But Dave, why is that unseemly? You are selling the dildo. Isn’t the point for women, and men, to try before they buy, so to speak?”

“Yes, of course, but not right here.”

“Then, where should I try it, to make sure it is suitable for my needs, as a young, single woman living alone?”

“You should wait until you’re home, of course.”

“That doesn’t make sense. What if, once I’m home, it’s too late, and I’ve found a problem with the product? Can I return it, after using it? Or would I have to pay extra, because the dildo has become ‘damaged goods’?”

“Well, no, that would not be a problem. As long as the package remains sealed, and the item has not been used, we would take the product back, and offer a full refund.”

“That’s wonderful. But, let’s say, hypothetically speaking, of course, that the issue arises, when the woman has opened the package, and is at home, ready to use the item. Does the store have any special policies regarding exchanges or refunds?”

So insist I try it here as your dildo is costlier and cannot be returned

“Er, well, no. There’s no policy for such situations. I mean, we are selling sex toys, after all. People do tend to get aroused, and, um, well, they should expect a degree of pleasure.”

“Exactly! I should expect to derive pleasure from my purchases, and you should help me realize the full potential of each and every item in the store, by explaining, and demonstrating, the functions and features of your merchandise. After all, I would hate to find myself dissatisfied with my dildo, only to have a hard time finding a place that sells decent sex toys.”

“Right, I completely understand. However, it would not be appropriate to engage in, er, such activities, right here, and now, while we’re open for business.

“Is the store empty?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Can you check, quickly, to see whether there are other customers in the store, and if so, can you offer them assistance? Please do this right away, and return immediately. Don’t forget, I’m a paying customer, and have money to spend. It would be a shame to lose out on a sale, just because I can’t find a decent dildo that’s suitable for me.

“Yes, ma’am,”

Dave checked the aisles, and told the lone man in the shop, a rather fat, balding gentleman, that he would be happy to help him, once he was done assisting another customer. Then, Dave returned.

“Alright,” he said. “There’s one gentleman in the shop, but he seems to have all the assistance he requires.”

“Good. So, the shop is essentially empty, except for the two of us, is that correct?”

“Er, yeah, it’s pretty quiet right now,”

“Fine. In that case, there is no reason why we shouldn’t proceed.”

“With, what, ma’am?”

“Don’t be silly, Dave. You know perfectly well, what.”

“I do, ma’am, and I must repeat, that I can’t possibly allow a customer to engage in any form of sexual behaviour, while the store is open for business.”

“Even if it helps to sell your merchandise, and makes the customer happy?”

“It doesn’t matter,”

“Doesn’t it?”

“No, ma’am.”

“What’s wrong with a little sex, anyway? Surely, it’s natural. Men seem to enjoy it, so why shouldn’t women? We’re made that way, you know. Sexual creatures, with needs, and desires. If you could satisfy my desire, would that be a bad thing?”

“But, we can’t,”

“Why not?”

“Because, well, it would be wrong.”

“Would it really? Are you certain?”

“Well, er, not entirely,”

“Dave, look, you seem like a nice young man. It’s obvious, that you are interested in me, and have noticed my, erm, attributes. Is it a sin, then, to help a woman fulfill her deepest desires? I mean, think about the satisfaction, you would derive, from satisfying my craving, and watching me use the dildo.

“You, er, have a point,”

“Of course I do. Besides, who is ever going to know, right?”

“Right,”

“You would have an amazing story to tell your friends,”

“What kind of a story,”

“The one about a sexy young woman, who asked you, no, insisted, on fucking herself, right here, in the store, in broad daylight.”

“Um,”

“Come on, Dave, you must have a secret fantasy, about something like this happening. Am I right? Have you always wondered, how it would feel, and sound, to watch a horny, lonely, unsatisfied young woman, pleasure herself, using the latest in erotic, sex toys?”

“I, uh,”

“Or, are you more turned on by the idea of actually helping the customer, to ensure that she gets the biggest possible thrill from her dildo?”

Now don’t waste my time Dave, insert the dildo in my pussy and find out if it fits my cunt

“Yes, no, er,”

“Which is it, yes or no?”

“Maybe,”

“OK, fine. So, what will it be? Will you help me, or should I walk out, and buy the damn dildo somewhere else?”

“Please,”

“What’s that?”

“Stay, please,”

“Only if you can prove to me, that the dildo works.”

“How would I do that?”

“First, get the lube.

“OK.”

“Second, set up a mirror, so that I can see what’s happening.

“Sure, no problem.”

“And lastly, Dave, remember, the dildo goes into the vagina.”

“The vagina,”

“Yes.”

“Oh, the vagina. Sure. Yes. The vagina.”

“Very good. Now, get moving, Dave. Every moment you waste, is money out of my pocket, and pleasure, that is not yours, but someone else’s.”

“Right. Sorry.”

Dave did his job, quickly, efficiently, and with minimal hesitation. He had no choice.

I was going to have sex, one way or the other, and he wanted it, bad.

“There,” he exclaimed. “The mirror is in place, the lube is waiting, and the dildo is ready.”

“Great. Thank you. Now, what should I remove, first? My panties, or my skirt?”