Chapter 33

Monday morning, Oct 2, 2028

It didn’t look nearly as intimidating as it had that other night when she was helpless; suspended off that glass floor and tied with her legs pulled apart. “Just for fun, why don’t you put it in today?”

She held it up; four or five inches long, rounded hook on one end, it didn’t look like much. “You’re serious, aren’t you?”

“Sure, why not? Promise, I won’t do anything with it.”

She turned her chair facing the other way, spread her legs apart, fumbled between them just a moment, then turned back around. “Okay. Remember, you promised.”

Addie had just opened the package from Jonah, the vibrator he put inside her in the glass cage that night.

Addie finished getting ready, putting on a tiny little pair of lace panties and the matching bra. Then, since the weather was starting to get a little cooler, a pair of stretchy, dark blue slacks, and a light, stretchy sweater.

“I think we’re getting the candy counters in today, so I’ll be there, helping Kayla.”

We woke up the kids to get them ready for school. I made a healthy, gourmet breakfast of Froot Loops for Kevin and Kix for Katie, then drove them to their respective schools.

After dropping the kids off, I texted Jonah, “Addie opened your package this morning. Talked her into wearing it today.”

I didn’t think a lot more about it as I drove to Peterson Honda to check out the new Odysseys. What I found nearly blew me away. Addie and I obviously hadn’t looked close enough at the website. Their new self-driving technology in the Touring, hybrid model isn’t a lot different than Tanner & Tanya’s Tesla. And the mileage! Forty-four mpg highway, forty-nine city. I just wished it wasn’t so damned expensive.

Fortunately, at least I hoped, the salesman and I were familiar. His wife is a pretty frequent customer in Hidden Gems. I’d seen him in the store a couple times and he recognized me as well. I was just about to pick up a brochure to take home and show Addie when I got a text from her. “You bastard, you promised!” What the hell was that about? I hadn’t done anything.

“What you talking about?” I texted back.

“The vibrator. I was talking to a customer when you turned it on!”

I laughed. I obviously hadn’t done it, but I’d have loved to have been there! Then it hit me. If I didn’t, only one other person would have had the code - Jonah!

I honestly hadn’t thought about it that morning when I sent Jonah the text, but thinking about it objectively, why else would I have told him she’d put it inside her? Subconsciously, I knew my brain would have known he’d do exactly what he did. I could still claim innocence, though; for whatever good it’d do me.

I texted her back, “I promised you, I didn’t do it!”

I took the brochure and told Hank (the salesman) that I’d talk it over with Adriana and we might be back later. He wanted me to take a test-drive with him, but I deferred, telling him I needed to talk to her first.

Then I worked up my courage and drove to the store, parking on the street in front. When I walked in, there were three or four customers wandering around and Kayla and Addie were talking to some guy I hadn’t seen before over in the area where they had cleared out for the candy counter.

I walked over and soon realized the guy they were talking to was delivering and going to set up the counters. Already? It was only the week before that Addie had ordered them. His pickup was parked in the back with her counters in it and he was just checking out the space before he brought them in. I introduced myself, then offered to help, but he said he did it all the time and could do it easier by himself.

I was glad for the diversion because it had given Addie a little more time to calm down before she confronted me about the vibrator issue. I followed her back into the office and as soon as the door closed, told her, “Honestly, hon, I didn’t!”

She glared at me, “Then how, who... ?”

I think as soon as she said the word ‘who’, she realized it. “It was Jonah, wasn’t it?”

“Well ... I did maybe send him a text this morning ... that you had it ... and was using it.”

She broke out laughing. What the? “You do know it’s been going ever since I texted you? Still! It’s been driving me crazy trying to ignore it ... but I’m so fucking horny right now!”

Damn, I wished I could tell him right then to turn it up a bit.

“I was talking to Mr. Hansen about hand-made toys when he turned it on. I think poor Mr. Hansen got quite an eyeful.” She giggled, “He had no idea what was going on, probably thought it was just a cramp.”

“Does Kayla know?”

She nodded, “Uhuh, she’s jealous ... told her she can have it tomorrow.”

I rolled my eyes in my head. Addie and Kayla! Quite a pair to be trying to run a store, alternating having a vibrator inside their pussies at work. “She still okay with what happened Friday?” I asked her.

“She...” then Addie’s eyes rolled up, she bent over slightly and her hands went between her legs, “Oh God!” as she stumbled to a chair. I watched her with rather acute interest as she squeezed her eyes shut, grimaced, and squeezed her legs together with her hands still trapped over her pussy.

She rocked back and forth for probably a minute, then slowly returned to somewhat normal. “Oh shit, I need to come! Guess you were telling the truth, huh?”

I nodded and smiled at her, wishing that I hadn’t made that promise this morning. I’d love to add to her discomfort, but apparently, I didn’t need to. I would have loved to stick around the rest of the day to see what all Jonah was doing to her. Instead, I said, “Maybe this will take your mind off it for a while.” I showed her the brochure I’d picked up on the Odyssey, gave her a brief run-down on what I’d learned and asked, “You want to invest that much money?”

She looked through it. Of course, it made the car seem impressive as hell, which, in fact, it was. “What do you think?” she asked.

“You know what I think.” I was the one who brought up the idea in the first place.

“Okay, me, too, I guess.”

We talked about financing, getting a loan from the bank. We could pay for it but hated to use that much of our savings after depleting it quite a bit for the pool and yard. Then decided on a color we liked, the ‘blizzard pearl’ (cream-colored white) or second choice, ‘blue flame’.

As I was getting ready to leave, she stopped me before I got to her office door, “You sure you don’t want to fuck me before you go?”

I laughed and told her, “Your customers would love hearing that, wouldn’t they!” then went on, “by tonight, you should be really in the mood.”

She rolled her eyes again, “Starting volleyball practice tonight. It’ll be late when I get home.”

As soon as I got to the car, I texted Jonah, “More!” I told him, then couldn’t contain my guilty feelings. Nah, didn’t feel guilty at all. Then I realized Addie hadn’t answered my question about Kayla. I assumed she was okay, though, if she wanted to borrow Addie’s vibrator.

I stopped by the bank and got approval for forty-five thousand dollars, which I hoped would give me a little bargaining chip down from their asking price of fifty-three thousand. Mostly, I wanted to go back to the store, sneak in and watch.

I didn’t, though. Went back to Peterson Honda, found Hank and told him I was ready for that test drive. He took a copy of my driver’s license, then we left on our short trip. He showed me how the self-driving software worked, much like T&T’s Tesla; not exactly, but close, then went through much of the other technology built into the car. The thing was just a tad different than our old Odyssey ... as in no fuckin’ comparison!

We got back to the showroom and I showed him my bank approval letter, explaining that that was the highest I could go. They didn’t have the color we wanted in stock, but Hank said they could get it by tomorrow. Then when the sales manager wouldn’t agree to the price, I politely told Hank thanks and left, that I’d do a little more shopping. There are three Honda dealerships in the Boise area.

I drove three blocks, then parked, waiting for the phone call. I sat there for about fifteen minutes, listening to Fox News when the phone buzzed in my pocket. Yep, it was Hank asking if I’d come back. I hesitated, telling him that I was on my way to the Autoplex, where there’s another Honda dealer, but could turn around and be back in about forty-five minutes. I told him that I really would rather buy it from him since he’s one of Adriana’s good customers. Then I sat and listened to the radio a while longer before returning.

The sales manager met me and escorted me to his office, then told me that if I threw in another thousand dollars, they could make the deal, but not less. I apologized to him for wasting his time and got up to leave again, explaining that was the limit my wife had given me and all we had available. Surprise, surprise, he finally gave in and offered the car for that price, a little under eight-thousand dollars less than the MSRP.

He said that Adriana would have to sign papers, too, so I called her and asked if she could break away for a little while.

After she got there, the hard-sell started; it was ‘no’ to the extended warranty, ‘no’ to the paint protection, ‘no’ to windshield protection and everything they tried to add on. Only funny thing was that I could tell when Jonah did his thing while we were signing papers the way Addie’s breathing changed and her hand started to shake. If only the paperwork-guy knew what was going on with her! Then there was a sharp intake of breath and I knew Jonah had turned it up a bit more, maybe turned up the clit vibrations?

It took over an hour to go through and sign all the papers. By the time we were done, Addie was sweating and when we climbed in the old van, she nearly exploded, “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!” rubbing herself through her tight slacks. She threw her head back against the headrest and finally let herself go, letting out with loud moans and her body shuddering. She tried to form words, “Tell ... Oh God ... tell him ... stop ... please...”

Unfortunately, “I, uh ... my phone’s in the Jeep.”

She stopped her writhing and let out a big sigh. “God, he’s done that off and on all day.”

Under my breath, I whispered, “Good for him.” The smirk on her face when she looked my way made it pretty obvious that she’d heard what I hadn’t intended for her to hear. Gotta learn to be more careful. I seem to do that too often.

“I need to go back to the store, help with the counters.” I glanced down, pretty sure there was a damp spot on her dark blue slacks. I was looking forward to tonight!

Actually, I’d love to have her for an hour before the kids got home. “Don’t you think Kayla has the counters under control?”

“Probably, but I still think I need to be there ... another thing, when Mr. Hansen was in looking for a toy, he wanted something special, something local for his grandson coming to visit from England. I told him I’d look. Gave me an idea, I wonder if there are any toymakers in the area?”

“Don’t know, you want me to look?”

She looked at me with those beautiful, dark eyes, “Pleeeze ... I’m not going to have time the next couple days.”

I climbed out of her Odyssey and got into the Jeep. That last little exchange had calmed my libido a little. Probably hers too, at least for now.

I looked at my watch, exactly an hour until I had to leave to pick up the kids. I went home and checked the internet. I know the prison wood shop in Ontario makes and sells hand-made toys, but that’s not what Addie would want. She likes dealing with small businesses, helping them grow while they help her, like Daryl’s leather shop. He’s added three more employees and his products alone have been netting her over a thousand dollars a month – more than enough to pay for the new Odyssey.

I found a little company that makes mostly wooden toys; doll furniture, cars, tractors, riding toys etc. I called and introduced myself to the guy who answered the phone, he sounded like an older man, said his name was Leroy. I explained about our stores, that my wife was wanting to have a line of locally made toys and asked if he might be interested. At least I assumed Addie wanted toys to sell, not just ‘a toy’ for Mr. Hanson. Maybe I should have clarified that, but it seemed like a good idea so I forged ahead.

He said he just sells on the internet and would want to take a look at the store, which I said would be wonderful and I knew my wife would want to take a look at his toys before she committed. I asked if he could bring a sample by her store and we agreed on ten o’clock Wednesday. Damn, Addie will be proud of me, I thought, assuming they’re as nice as they look on his website.

I texted Addie and told her that she had a ten o’clock meeting Wednesday, then picked the kids up and we made a short trip to Dairy Queen. Yeah, I know – health food. It’s hard to get kids to eat health food, but they don’t mind the Dairy Queen health food, nothing healthier than DQ hamburgers and ice cream!

Nicki, Addie’s new Mountain Home manager, brought little Olivia by and dropped her off right at six. The kids disappeared in Katie’s bedroom and the rest of the evening I heard giggling and chattering. Until eight, that is. At eight I told the kids it was time for bed. Nicki had packed Olivia’s jammies so she climbed in bed with Katie. Pretty obvious that babysitting her wasn’t going to be a problem. Kids were calling her ‘Livvy,’ by the way.