Wild Desires {A collection of steamy stories}
I walked out of that café with a big smile, my pussy still throbbing and leaking.
Work was torture. All I could think about was cock and orgasms. During lunch I went to the high-end sex shop a few blocks away. I’d been there before, and they have private “testing booths” in the back for serious customers. The guy behind the counter was new, tall, and muscular with dark eyes. He looked me up and down when I walked in, like he could smell how horny I was.
I browsed the shelves, picking out a massive realistic dildo, even thicker than the one I used in the café, and a powerful wand vibrator. My hands were shaking with need. The attendant came over.