The life of a sex shop worker (part two)

I got a call the next day from my friend saying that the state manager would like me to come in for a few hours and get the feel for the place. At the end if I felt I could do it I had a job. I asked when he would like me to come in and my friend told me straight away if it was convenient. So off I went for my first look at life as a sex shop worker.

Going back into the shop again the next time wasn’t nearly as daunting. My friend greeted me with a hug and said the best thing I could do at this stage was to “go play”! Pull everything out of the boxes, put batteries in them and see how they work. As a sales person I had to know my product inside out. I started with the safest – the vibrators.

Walking along the wall and looking at the price of some of them I thought to myself – these will never sell at that price. Later I was to find out how wrong that thought was. People will pay amazingly high prices for good quality toys! I grabbed the most expensive vibrator and the cheapest vibrator off the shelf and headed back to the counter for batteries.

“Ohhh the Et. Girlfriend your gonna love this one!”, my friend squealed a he got batteries from behind the counter. (Maybe I should mention here my friend is gay. Lets also call him S from now on!)

I Put a set of batteries in the cheapie and a set in the ET and turned them on. OMG!!! The ET looks a bit like a monkey. It has a monkeys tail for rear stimulation, the shaft, with quite a large head and at the front it has a clitoral stimulator. For 400 dollars this thing kicked butt all over the 30 dollar one! S told me to place the clitoral stimulator on my nose , as the nose is the closest thing sensitivity wise to the clitoris, so I could get an understanding of how powerful it was. I had this vibrator pressed against my nose when my first customer walked in!!!

I fumbled to turn the vibrator off and control my blushing as he walked up to the counter. S greeted him like an old friend and he turned to S and said “oh we got a new one – you need to unbutton that dress a little high if you want any sales of me love!”, and then asked S for some coins and took off down the back part of the store through a door I hadn’t noticed before. Upon asking what was in there, I was told that was where the video or commonly known as the wank booths were. I suddenly felt really weird knowing that someone was in the same shop as me “spanking the monkey!” I always thought I was very open minded about sex until this day. Then I realised what a prude I really was!!

I put the vibrators back and wandered around the shop a bit more. I found the gay section. All I could do was just look. S called from the front of the store, “Any questions girlfriend – just holler!”

I had questions alright! I was standing infront of the butt plug section. Infront of me was a cone shaped with a base the size of a of a hub cap! All I could think was – Surely not!!! In the end I asked – and surely yes! Even now, that’s just one thing that makes my eyes water just thinking about it.

By the end of the day I knew all about cock rings, vibrators, plastic pussies, dolls, videos, magazines, censorship, bondage and thought I was armed and ready to run a shop on my own – how wrong can one person be……

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This and the previous entry was meant to be one entry….but as per usual OD hates me!!! Will continue this after work today. All I have to say is it gets better*Laughs*

Just another little piece of me…..