Whip's Whisper

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   Saturday. As soon as the sun was up, Junior and I were up. Literally. I did some ungodly acts in the bathroom but it happens.
  Mom made breakfast and decided that she wouldn't pester me anymore. "Morning."
"Yea", I answered looking around the table. I picked up a sausage and stuffed some eggs in my mouth then took some toast and a cup of orange juice for the ride to Jen's place. If she needed me to politely lie down so that she could walk on me, it's cool. I'll do it.

  I got to her place and buzzed the gate, looking straight at the camera. No response. The security guard had a smirk on his face as he watched me beyond the gates.
"Jen, come on. It's me", I said into the intercom. I pressed my forehead onto the cool metal of the gate. "Jen, come on I said I was sorry and I really mean it. I was an insensitive jerk and I deserve to be chopped up and left to be eaten by ants", I said. I had a feeling that she was listening. My plaid shirt and light washed jeans felt heavy as I stood there trying to talk to Jennifer. "Please. I swear I won't ever say anything to hurt your feelings again", we're the magic words. The double gates opened and boom, her white Mercedes. She stopped, staring at me through those white rimmed shades.
"Get in", she told me and I didn't hesitate at all. I got in the car and she turned onto the road. I then wondered if she even heard what I said.
" Where are we go-"
"Shut up", she cut me off and I did exactly that watching as she lit that extravagant cigarette of hers. I didn't like suspense or surprises. This was torture.
  Finally her car stopped in to the parking lot of an Erotic store. She got out and stood there, ordering me "Out." I got out as quick as I jumped in. Why did she bring me here? I asked myself following her. She wore an oversized white tee shirt over light washed jeans which hid the goodies. The windows were tinted of course and as soon as you stepped in, you understood why the tints were extremely necessary. It was pretty neat but a little wild to me. Jennifer on the other hand wasn't even fazed by the large selection of dildos which hung on the walls like shoes. My face felt pained looking at the Horse size dildos.
Who the hell needs a dildo that size?

Jeez.

    I lost Jennifer somewhere near latex and whips and just started looking at the restraints and spreader bars. Nice I thought. I bit my lip as dirty thoughts ran across my mind; Jennifer arched up on the bed restraints around her wrists and spreaders bounded to her ankles spreading those legs apart.
"Need help?" I jumped, finally noticing the curly red headed chick that was apparently beside me the whole time. She was short but adorable. I was thinking who's kid but she worked here as I learned.
"Would you let me test this out on you?" I asked jokingly. She seemed to take me serious because she smiled, red streaks appearing at her cheeks. Um ok, she's gonna scream pedophile but its ok. Its ok.
   I moved onto the sex toys section and touched a few weird shaped vibrators. This one seemed weird. I picked it up and observed. It was like a mouse with a cord but somewhat smaller.
"Im sure you need help this time", spoke the same girl causing me to jump. Shit girl, wear a bell or something. She apologized for being short and assisted me in understanding the product. I was flabbergasted by her explanation.
"Ok ok ok hold up, I put this in her pussy and it starts vibrating against her G-Spot?" I asked again. She grinned nodding.
"Yea and some of them syncs with your phone and when you play music, she feels...every...bass", she says and I could see that she used it before which is hot. I was mesmerized by the product. Why doesn't every female have one?
"Woah, that's hot", I said to her.
"Tristan!"
   I looked at shorty and gave her an apologetic look then jogged to the counter where Jennifer stood. She didn't look at me but at my hands, and snorted. "Is that all you want?"
"One more thing", I ran towards the restraints and got the one I saw. I'd like to try this on Jen if it was possible.
"You two seem to have fun", said the cashier, a middle aged blondie. I smirked but Jennifer just turned to her, lips unmoving as if trying to determine if it was a joke. I snickered at her facial expression and the cashier, now intimidated by Jen just rang up our items. Jennifer brought a dildo shockingly and it was rainbow colored. I doubt she'd use it.
Or would she?