It was a few months back myself and Tracey were in an adult fun store giggling like school children as we checked out their wares.
Over the corsets,the whips,chains and ball gags. Imagining in my head with thoughts of Tracey laying tied up there and waiting upon our marital bed.Picking up things which looked like they would be fun,after all mr greys popularity was making this sort of thing the norm.
Then we arrived at vibrantly colour vibrators and comical oversized dildos, which surely would split a elephant in two, if someone was so inclined to try, followed by the strap on section, my eyes transfixed upon the advertising presented upon the boxes. Glamour models with over photoshopped features,typical white backgrounds and bad use of studio lighting,presented in school type photos but they looked so hot with phallic shaped plastic held there by straps in such a dominating way.
Feeling myself going hard as thoughts of new wants flooded my mind.
With a tremble i mumbled something to Tracey "should we" a red blush across her face a deep breath she inhaled, yet I knew by the naughty smile and glint in her eyes that she was ok with this new found kink. "if you want to" she smirked.
After some intense looking and confusion over the choices on offer and what i thought i could comfortably take, we decided upon a starter one of four inch in length, red in colour and erect penis shaped (though the larger more realistic ones were tempting,i did'int want penis envy with the misses or AnE treatment for arse ripped condition)
To the counter I stumbled,Tracey leading the way carrying our(i know as a man i should of,but just couldn't)toy loaded basket in hand. The woman at the counter give a smile as we approached. A fear of dread entered my mind for what lay amongst the chosen toys. I stopped and stared at a mannequin attired in revealing pvc, using its presence for pretense,for i was about to be exposed for my darker perv self.
I heard the assistant say "do yous want a bottle of lube" as Tracey smirked at me and encouraging from miss pvc. "do we need it" I mumbled out,thinking ive had bigger shites, Tracey smiled with a nod of her head as the assistant offered cleaning products too, (God, I could feel the assistant undress us in her mind and i knew what we were doing in there) After an eternity of avoiding eye contact I payed the required price with eyes of shame directed to the ground,Then with great haste i pulled a giggling Tracey out. Towards the car and the privacy of our home we headed relaxing myself of my embarrassment yet getting excited for what lay ahead tonight.
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