Hi Loosey, allow me to introduce myself before I spill my deepest secrets. I’m Annie, and I’m going to whisper, so I need you to lean closer. In the back of my closet, all wrapped up, I have a three-feet-tall sex toy. It’s a gorgeous, handcrafted work of art. I have absolutely no idea what to do with it, but all of a sudden I’m desperate to find out.
There’s a reason for my newfound interest in the toy. Today I met Joseph Slade, the artist who made it. Just between you and me, I think he has the gift of sexual telepathy. He anticipates what I want and works to fulfill my unspoken desires. I could have sworn I was strictly a locked-door, under-the-covers, serious-relationship kind of woman, but Joe proved me wrong.
Within hours of meeting me, he took me to a gentlemen’s club for a quiet drink. I didn’t believe him when he promised to change my life inside of ten minutes, without undressing me. All I’d have to do, he said, was to sit on a tall barstool, and slowly drown in sensation. I doubted I’d feel anything in so short a timeframe, but I let him pull down a screen to conceal our darkened alcove. He turned a spotlight on us, and allowed the lunch crowd to watch his shadow seduce mine. At first I watched too, and then I closed my eyes. I forgot to breathe. The crowd, daunting at first, soon ceased to matter. I trembled, I ached, and I wanted him inside me there and then. I’m certain Joe knew, yet he stuck to the deal we’d agreed upon. At the time I was impressed with his self-control; now I’m suspicious.
We’re having dinner tonight at the same club. I’m sure he’ll see me home afterward. Does he expect to end our night by instructing me on how to use my oversize sex toy, or is he planning to slide between my sheets? Tell me Loosey, and readers, if you had a date with Joe, how would you want it to end?
Hot damn, Annie. Sounds like you’ve found yourself one hot man. If it were me, I wouldn’t spend too much time on expectations. I’d let the night go where chemistry took us. But I do have to admit, I’m curious about that toy. If you do find out, come back and let me know?
Thanks for sharing. I promise, your secret’s safe with me. Oh, and have a great time, woman.
P.S., Iddies, if you want to know more about Annie and Joe, you can read about them in Chelsea Brighton’s Guide Me.