Going to the Adult Stores

During my business travel days, I was often able to slip into a local adult store and spend some time browsing the latest products.  Often, I bought my wife a vibrator, or bought myself some magazines or DVDs. The latter brought back memories of sneaking into my father's extensive stash.  (I would learn later that my father-in-law's was even more extensive, with a much more European flavor.)

My fellow freaks and freakettes know exactly what I'm talking about. Going in there was such a rush! It was such a turn on to walk into the store.  I call myself Mister Ohio for a reason-- spent my whole life here including most of my business travel.  So if you live in one of our major league cities, or a minor league city, chances are, I've been to the store closest to you.  There are also some good stores along the Interstate. I won't name names but I probably don't need to. Some are independent, some are chains.

My favorites were the ones near university campuses. They always had younger women working there.  Some of them could give a really good product demonstration. (clothed, of course.) These women were usually very attractive, and I really enjoyed the ones who looked as freaky as they wanted to. I look more like a middle-aged banker these days.  I really enjoyed the ones who had no hesitation about using proper terms, like the lady who sold us our first vibe we could use together.  I also liked using terms and showing my experience with other products.  I would go back to the motel or go home depending- and masturbate to what I thought that freaky clerk might be doing and with whom or what. 

It was impolite to stare at my fellow patrons, but a few stick out in my memory. One was a woman at a store off I-71 near Jeffersonville who was wearing nothing but a trench coat in mid-June. She walked around for a long long time, sometimes following me, sometimes I followed her.  I was there to buy some porn and soon she decided on one of the largest dildos I have ever seen. Going to that one store in the mall was always a turn-on, until I got old enough to be a parent of the clerks and started getting more weird looks. The young women working there would flirt, but only a little, but you knew they were getting horny from work and would rub one out as soon as they could, maybe even in their car on break?

Once, on the other side of the city I live in, I thought I saw a woman I knew from working together years ago.  She was looking at the lubes and lotions and as soon as I walked in, she turned her head and never, I mean never, looked in my direction. She just shuffled along the wall looking straight ahead at the product, never to her left or right.  I also know her sister and her cousin-- her cousin's kids went to school with mine. This was probably very awkward for her, though I had zero care. I bought my wife the largest vibrator she has ever had after asking the sales clerk all kinds of questions. This was the first vibe we had that plugged into the wall.  Oh man, she came like a jackrabbit even on about the 3 setting! I love thinking about the customers and how they might be masturbating or buying something for an intimate partner.

I was in Toledo once right before Valentines Day and wanted to get my wife a vibe as the motor was dying in one or more of hers. (The motors have become so much more reliable the past 15 or so years.)  A previous hookup/FWB from one summer, who had gone to BG, was there also shopping, sadly, for herself. She and her husband were separated for three years at that point. I flat out told her why I was there, and we made arrangements  to have breakfast the next day to get caught up. We got caught up to the point that she had the first doses of cum in her body in over a year.  Later when I came home, my wife flat-out seduced me, and unzipped my pants before I was fully in the house. Naturally I had wanted to shower.  Although we weren't exactly monogamous when we first started dating (she is bi) we had been faithful in marriage. At least I had up to that point. We don't check up on each other, but I seriously wonder how she would ever have time to cheat, or who it would be with. Lately, she barely has time to masturbate or take care of me.

After stopping for a moment to give her her vibe present- I was hoping she'd want to use it and that might lead to shower play where I could wash the evidence- oh, Lord, she went right back to sucking me off. She never said a word about tasting or smelling anything, a mere four or so hours after my cock was spurting in another woman's pussy. (Thankfully the other woman had her tubes tied.)  Got to say I loved cumming three times before 3pm that day!

Side note- not long after this the other woman and her husband reconciled and they moved to another Ohio city, closer to one of their parents. This is still my only act of physical infidelity in nearly 25 years of marriage. (I don't count my masturbating with Melissa because my wife was well aware.)

One of the hottest times was with my wife. We went to a local restaurant/bar where there was just something sexually charged in the air. The waitresses were all dressed a little more risque and being a little flirtier than usual. My wife was getting into it too, and she even unbuttoned her top when a beautiful Latina stopped by our table. When we finally left we went to an adult store where we got a nice product demonstration for a vibe we bought from a highly pierced and busty redhead (just like my wife).  They were super into each other but eventually we left and we were all over each other in the parking lot and our car. We actually pulled into another restaurant parking lot so we could give each other a nice finish before heading home. 

This scene changed so much during the past few years.  I visit one on the other side of town (same one I might have met the former coworker) about once every few months but it isn't the same anymore.  It's so much easier to get these products online now, usually better and cheaper. (That's how she gets them for our daughters.) Internet porn is so easy to access no one needs to buy DVDs anymore.  Hardly anyone else is shopping the workers aren't as engaging as they used to be.  I miss those days of flirtation in an adult store, or any other store really, that's for sure!

Here's hoping this story led to lots of happy pleasuring and climactic release!!