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Toys

A/N Im back hoe

The soft hum of neon lights flickered above me as I leaned lazily against the counter of Desire & Delight, the local sex toy shop where I worked. It was the same every weekday; quiet, with the occasional curious shopper drifting through, scanning the shelves without making eye contact. I was halfway through flipping through a magazine, barely aware of the rows of vibrators, lubricants, and kink gear lining the walls.

Then, the bell above the door chimed. My eyes flicked up from the glossy page. Another walk-in. I expected the usual...someone browsing sheepishly before making a quick exit, but the moment I saw her, I knew this was going to be different. She hesitated by the entrance, fingers nervously tugging at the strap of her bag as her eyes swept over the room. Unlike the regulars, she didn't bolt toward the shelves. No, she stood there, like she was trying to work up the nerve to cross an invisible line.

She was beautiful; caramel colored skin, deep dark eyes, dark luscious curls and a smexy figure. I straightened up out of nervousness and offered a smile, trying to ease her obvious discomfort. "Hey there my name is Amy, and do you. need help finding something?" I asked, letting my voice carry a warmth that might coax her in.

She lifted her gaze, and for a split second, I caught the flicker of something behind her soft blush...curiosity, maybe? Desire? "Uh, yeah... My name is Jane." She giggled nervously. "I'm not really sure what I'm looking for..." she admitted, her voice low and almost hesitant. She walked toward me, slowly closing the distance, her eyes darting around as though the shelves themselves were judging her. "I've never, um, been in a place like this before." she added, her words tumbling out in a nervous rush as she glanced down at her shoes.

I chuckled lightly. "No worries! I can help you figure it out. Is there something specific you're interested in trying?" I leaned against the counter a little closer, making sure to maintain eye contact. Her teeth gently sank into her bottom lip, and she shot a quick glance toward the display behind me; the one lined with vibrators, and sleek, glittering toys in every shade and size imaginable. "I was hoping to find something for myself." she admitted quietly, her cheeks now a soft pink. "But I don't really know where to start... or what's good." she mumbled, her gaze flicking back to me.

I could sense her nervousness, but underneath it, there was a spark, something deeper. She wanted to explore this. "It can be overwhelming at first," I said, nodding reassuringly, "especially if it's your first time. But how about this? We can head to the back where it's a bit more private, and I can show you some options. I guarantee we'll find something you'll love. Is that okay sweetheart?" My voice dipped, laced with a subtle suggestion that I knew she wouldn't miss.

Her eyes widened for a moment, a brief flash of surprise crossing her face, followed by a flicker of something else...excitement. She hesitated for just a beat before giving a small nod. "That... that would be great," she said, her voice soft, but the way her gaze lingered on mine spoke volumes. She knew exactly where this was headed, and she was curious to see what would happen next.

I led her toward the back room where the more exclusive items were kept, hidden from the prying eyes of the front. The moment the door clicked shut behind us, the atmosphere shifted. The room was quieter, more intimate, the kind of space where secrets could be shared without words. I could feel her relax just a little as we stood among shelves filled with sleek, high-end toys. I pulled a few off the shelf, explaining the details and features of each one. "This one's a good starting point," I said, holding up a smooth, pastel-colored vibrator. "Simple, not too intense, but definitely gets the job done."

She reached out, fingers brushing against mine as she took the toy from me. The moment her skin touched mine, I noticed the soft intake of her breath, barely perceptible, but enough to send a spark of electricity between us. She turned the toy over in her hands, studying it with wide-eyed curiosity. "How do you turn it on?" she asked, her voice still tinged with nervous energy.