A word about the series, unrequited love had always been one my favorite subjects. I guess that is because it appeals to both the romantic and compassionate parts of my personality. I really hate the idea of two people would suffering needlessly with happiness and fullfillment so close to them.
The plot of each story attempts to place the central characters in a situation that will allow them to discover their true emotions and fullfill their desires.
The primary mechanism I use to accomplish this is "Accidental Sex", something I am sure is quite rare.
Sometimes the "Accidental Sex" resulted while the characters were engaged in some physical activity together, neither of them started out with the intention of being intimate with the other.
Other times I have used another set of characters, which I have come to affectionally think of as the "Matchermaker Bandits".
In these stories, it is necessary to have the main characters restrained in some manner by the "Matchmaker Bandits". I use this simply as a plot mechanism to place lovers into a situation where they are allowed to express their true desires and feelings.
In all the stories of this series, sexual intimacy between the lovers begins as the unintended result of either some physical action by one or both of them sometimes with the aid of a neutral external force acting upon them, such as a bumpy truck in motion.
In none of my stories are the main characters forced to have sex. They decide to have sex!
With that in mind, please enjoy this the fourth installment in the Accidents Will Happen Series.
Accidents Will Happen, The Sex Store Robbery
"TURN IT OFF! JERRY, TURN IT OFF!" Mandy said as the butterfly vibrator went into maximum vibration mode sending jolt after jolt of pleasure to her clit.
Jerry and Mandy had known each other since college. To split their expenses, they had shared an apartment together while they were in college but their relationship had always been platonic.
After college, it just seemed financially convient to continue to share the apartment while they both worked various jobs trying to pay off their considerable student loan debt.
Despite the fact that they had been living together five years after they graduated, their relationship was still platonic and they were close but good friends.
Each had dated other people never seeming to find anyone they liked enough for more than a one-night stand. Neither wanted to jeopardize their friendship by becoming intimate, not that each had not thought about it.
Mandy, whose face was average in appearance, had long blond hair, a very shapely ass and nice firm breasts that would have made a Playboy Bunny envious. They definitely got Jerry's attention whenever she was not wearing a bra. Which was usually most of the time she was not working.
Jerry had a slightly better than average face, but the average body of a man who worked in an office all the time and never seemed to have enough time to work out. He was not overweight; he was just too unremarkable in any way except one; he had the most beautiful brown eyes that when a woman noticed them she became lost in them.
They both had come to value too much the other's friendship too much to jeopardize it. Each was afraid that if they became intimate it would be the end of their relationship.
As time progressed, both Jerry and Mandy were silently aware that it was becoming increasingly difficult to restrain their ever growing attraction to the other.
One day, after an especially bad day at work, Jerry walked into the appartment and flopped down on his favorite chair. His face was fuming with anger. Mandy, who had the day off from her job as a software programmer for a local bank, was sitting on the couch reading a book. She looked up at him worried, as she had never seen the usually calm Jerry this angry before and asked, "What's the matter, Jerry?"
"Those son-of-a-bitchs are outsourcing the Database Team, and after that the Desktop Support Team. It wont be long before someone figures out how to outsource Network Administration." Being a well-paid Network Administrator, the last part was sure to leave Jerry without a job.
She thought about it for a minute and then, putting down the book she had been reading, said to him, "Look Jerry, why don't we go into business together? I'm tired of working for other people and watching them get rich off of my hard work. I'll bet we've got enough money between the two of us. What do you think?"
They had both been saving their money for the five years since they had finished college. Both of them had finished paying off the student loan debts about two years ago and each had been banking every spare penny they made in anticipation of settling down someday.
He thought about it for a couple of seconds; then said, "Sure, why not!"
After their student loans had been paid off they had accumulated quite a sum of money between the two of them. And so, for a couple of weeks each independently searched the internet looking for a business model that they could both afford but would have a good chance of succeeding.
Finally, one afternoon, they sat down together to discuss what they had discovered.
They looked at each other hesitantly; then, almost in unison they both said, "Let's go into the sex toy business." Then they each laughed.
They were both pleasantly surprised and happy that neither was shocked at the other's idea. But after all, how could they be? They both had the same idea. And so they decided to become entrepreneurs in the sex toy business.
They spent the next two months occupied with the tasks of finding a store to rent, buying advertisements, setting up a website, and ordering stock, plus a myriad of other tasks that starting a new business requires.
It was a Friday night and they were working late unpacking, stocking and placing on displays a huge selection of assorted dildos, vibrators, adult DVD's and other items to numerous to mention. While neither said anything to the other, they were each intrigued by the sheer variety and potential uses for the erotic merchandise they were handling. What they also did not discuss with each other was that being surrounded by all that erotic material only served to remind each of them that it had been some time since they had shared the intimacy of another person. And so, as the night progressed, they were each becoming very horny.
Jerry had just finished stocking one of the DVD racks and was hoping Mandy would not notice the erection he had been sporting for the past several hours when he heard a truck pull up in the alley leading to the back door of their store. He turned to Mandy and said, "Nobody delivers this late."
Mandy turned to him and said, "Maybe it's the garbage pickup, they run about this time don't they?"
"Damn, you're right! I completely forgot. Help me get these empty boxes out back before they pull off or the damn things will be in our way all weekend, will you?" I exclaimed.
She put down a rabbit vibrator, grabbed a hand full of the flattened boxes, and followed him into the back of the store.
When they got there, they did not find the garbage truck they expected. Instead, parked, its rolling back door open was what appeared to be a medium sized rental truck.
"Turn around slowly and don't do anything stupid!" We heard a man's voice say from behind them.
When they did, they saw a man and woman standing in the corner of the alley near the door through which they had just come. They were both dressed in the white overalls similar to that worn by a local moving company. They also each had one of those cheap plastic Lone Ranger masks on their faces you might buy for Halloween and were holding pistols directly at Jerry and Mandy. The woman was holding a canvas bag similar to that carpenters carry their tools in.
