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Blurb:
Jen is the new
girl in the toy store but it's not long before the boss' son Jamie teaches
her how to play.
Recently bereaved, Jen White hopes her new job in the toy shop at Kelsey's Department Store is a fresh start. One ripped pair of stockings later, she catches the eye of the boss' son, Jamie. She's not looking to replace her partner but he soon makes her realise she doesn't want to spend the rest of her life celibate. And die a virgin.
Jamie Kelsey's a screw up. Well his father still thinks so, even after he's tried to make amends for losing the family's fortune. The store's in trouble but with his father still stuck in the dark ages and refusing his help, he's worried it's too late. With a little help from their newest employee, he starts to make his mark on the store. He's sworn off women to concentrate on his career but when Jen comes to him looking to further her sexual education, it's an offer he can't refuse.
Excerpt
“Where are you taking me?” Jen pulled
on her coat over her uniform. She wasn’t sure where Jamie usually dined but she
was certain she wasn’t dressed for the occasion.
“Okay, I lied. We’re not going out to
lunch. I hope you’re not too hungry.” He grabbed her hand and whisked her out
onto the streets of the city centre.
Jen’s stomach rumbled in defiance, but
in this instance she’d rather sate her curiosity than her appetite. “I can
wait, but what’s so important?”
“Something you said got me thinking.
There’s only so much I can teach you. Some things, well, you’ll just have to
discover for yourself. I’m taking you to Gresham Street.”
“Gresham Street? Where all the sex
shops are?” Her voice dropped to an embarrassed whisper as they moved through
the throng of shoppers and tourists towards the seedier end of town.
“Yeah. You’re under no obligation to
wear a long mac and sunglasses, I just thought you might like to have a look
around.”
The closer they got to the gaudy shop
windows, the more she felt like a young innocent being led into a den of vice.
She was so out of her depth.
The door chimed as they walked in, but
the inside of the premises was more inviting than the closed shutters and neon
lights outside suggested. She’d expected some dark, dingy backstreet dive
crawling with furtive middle aged men. Instead, she found a normal shop
whose customers were ordinary young couples and groups of girls having a
giggle.
“See? You didn’t set off their newbie
alarm after all.” Jamie grinned, and taking her by the hand, led her over to
the mannequins modelling their range of sexy lingerie.
“I wouldn’t mind splashing out on some
new underwear.” The pretty, flowery sets she wore no longer reflected her mood.
She wanted something bold, something daring to show off to her lover.
“I wouldn’t mind splashing out on
these.” Jamie held up a pair of crotchless black panties.
“They’re not very practical.” Jen
ignored the innuendo to search through the rails of lace and silk.
“Oh, I don’t know. I think I would find
them very handy.” He twanged the black string underwear but she didn’t bite.
“What about these? Which one do you
prefer?” She picked out a red lace plunge bra and a padded leopard print one,
holding each one to her chest in turn.
“I like them both.” Jamie snatched them
off her and stuffed them into her basket along with the matching thongs. She
was on the right track at least.
They moved on past the rainbow of
coloured dildos and strap-ons. One penis at a time was plenty for her. She
paused at the bondage and fetish section and cocked her head at some of the
oddly shaped black rubber, wondering which orifice they were intended for.
“I think that’s a bit far out for even
me.” Jamie zipped the mouth closed on a gimp mask and walked away.
“What about embracing your inner Dom?”
Jen flicked the end of a leather flogger at his backside.
“I might be an arsehole but I like my
bed partners to know their own mind. Besides, something tells me you wouldn’t
make the perfect submissive either.” He grabbed the leather strands and yanked
her towards him for a kiss.
“But that means you get to spank me for
misbehaving,” she said with a twinkle in her eye.
“Okay, we’ll take it.” He tossed it in
the basket. “Along with one of these.” And added a double sided paddle to the
purchases.
She bypassed the nipple clamps, quite
happy for Jamie to do her tweaking for her, and hovered by the display of tubes
and lubes.
“Mint or strawberry?” They both
promised extra pleasure.
Jamie arched an eyebrow at her.
“I know, I know. Both. This is adding
up to one expensive lunch break, Mr Kelsey.” Fun didn’t come cheap. Well, the
experimental kind at least.
“If I can’t spend my cash on sex toys and
lube what can I spend it on?”
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