The week went by rather quickly, it was already Wednesday night and I was walking Achilles through the neighborhood. As we neared our townhome, I saw Susan's door open. Her eighteen year old, Jackie came bounding out carrying an overnight bag. "Hi Jackie!" I called out. Jackie turned and jogged over to Achilles and me, dropped to her knees and hugged Achilles while looking up at me...
"Hi, Mr. H, how are you?" she asked while scratching behind my dog's ears. "You should stop by; mom was looking for you earlier!" Jackie was gorgeous; she was just as tanned and fit as her mom. She was a stunner. She slowly stood up and leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. I knew she had a crush on me, I also knew she was only 18.
"Where are you headed this late on a school night?" I asked, like the surrogate dad I sometime kind of was.
"Mindy's, we're going to study for a Calculus test that's tomorrow."
"No boys!" I said mock sternly.She winked at me and smiled, then twirled and walked off. She hopped on her moped, blew me a kiss and zipped off.
Achilles and I walked up to Susan's door and rang the bell. Susan opened the door... "Hi H," she said with the classic Susan smile. She was wearing an old faded college sweatshirt and pink little boy shorts and nothing else. Wow, this was a beautiful woman. "Jesse called and he wants to play golf with you on Saturday if you're free and it isn't too cold."
"That's great; I'll get us a tee time."
"H, I appreciate your talking to him, this means a lot to me..." she said and leaned in close and kissed me. I stayed in control. I kissed her on the forehead; it looked like Elle and I were both getting involved in a relationship with a smoking hot little school teacher named Donna, we'd even made plans to see her on Friday night and Elle had been especially fired up all week, I couldn't go starting something up again with Susan. We had new house rules, since Vegas: no relations with friends, and co-workers or neighbors. Plus Susan and I had an emotional attachment that neither of us really had a handle on.
"I'll let you know what I find out." I said as Achilles and I headed to the front door.
"Elle left about fifteen minutes ago, would you like a beer?"
"We'll have that beer, next time..." I walked back over and kissed her on the lips and then took my dog home.
Elle
Elle pulled up to the shop and parked directly outside. The windows were blacked out, but her friend Millie had recommended it as a women friendly establishment. Elle entered the store and that it was indeed a sex shop. The first aisle she saw was filled with dildos of every size and color she could imagine. The next aisle had vibrators in every type of shape and size. On one wall were whips, belts and paddles. Elle wondered about the ball gags and gas masks. She passed DVDs, various devices for restraining a person and fetish clothing and other items all of a sexual nature....
Almost exactly one hour later Elle walked out of the shop with four large shopping bags. She stored them away and headed home....
Me
I was upstairs working on some sketches for the next issue, when I heard the tone that signaled the garage door was opening. Achilles ran down to greet my wife. In a few minutes Elle walked into our walk-in closet carrying four large shopping bags.
"I bought some new toys..." she said smiling. "Wanna see?"
"Sure," I said, thinking she had bought some hot clothes.
First she pulled out a large black silicone double-headed dildo, far bigger than any real cock I had seen before. She also pulled out what I realized was a strap-on belt. She also had smaller dildos, a paddle, what I recognized as a butt plug, some clothespins and some handcuffs. She had two dresses both in rubber. One was a short black mini-dress that looked like it fit a child. I looked forward to seeing her in that. The other was a black rubber version of one of those Donna Reed housewife dresses. I thought that would be nice to see her in as well. She finally pulled out a couple of pair 5 inch black stiletto pumps. "Wanna play?" she whispered.
"Sure...do I get a safe word?" I asked.