Sunday, January 25, 2009

Welcome To My Sexy Party, ,,,,,


Well, it wasn't MY party. I went to one of those "Pleasure Parties" at my friend, Ms. M's house today! It was funny as hell. Here's why...

When we were living in Memphis, HHH had several different jobs. One was for a fencing company until he hurt his hand and he couldn't do it anymore, then he got the job as a groundskeeper and eventually moved up to being a maintenance man, and he also worked in a pizza place for a while as well. One of his more SPICY jobs was in a local "hot" shop called Crystal's. I say "hot" shop because pornographic media and toy boutique would just be giving away too much! LOL! He was hired to work there kind of as muscle because sometimes the male clientele would get a little too fresh with the shop girls that ran the register. It was a good job. The hours were steady, the pay was decent, and the employee discount was AWESOME!!!!!!! We had more stuff than I knew what to do with. Our sex life was already hot, then add in some of the toys and outfits HHH brought home to me and whoo-hoo! We were burning up the place! We had toys of all sorts, lotions, lubricants, whips, restraints, masks, outfits, bustiers, etc, etc, etc..... It was cool! I was the envy of a few of my female coworkers at the restaurant! I would even help HHH make sales by either talking to someone on the phone about my experience with a certain product, or showing my work friends a few small goodies, (can we say pocket rocket? I knew you could!) and bringing it to them very discreetly so no one else would know. It was fun!

As all good things are won't to do though, the owners of the place started to become a little demanding on HHH's time. The "hot" shop was actually a second job for us to be able to get a little extra money for bills and Christmas. It wasn't ever supposed to be something that took over all of HHH's time. Eventually he had to turn in his resignation and concentrate more on the maintenance side of his work. I think that the owners of that little shop lost a very good worker that day. HHH was great with everyone who came in there no matter who they were. He was also very knowledgeable about the products, ( the stats on a certain product like what it was made of, how to care for it, how to extend the battery life, & what was a comparable product for less/more $$$.) While I was sitting in Ms. M's living room listening to the sales girl ex toll on the wonders of the Reving Rabbit, I was once again transported back to the past and I heard in the back of my mind HHH's deep voice saying, "Oh honey!! Look what I brought you!"

I smiled.

4 comments:

kapgar said...

Even with all the lingerie you women have available to you, there are few things hotter to me than a woman in a man's dress shirt... and nothing else.

Christina LMT said...

You two are so lucky to have found each other...a match made in heaven!

Russ said...

my racquetball buddy's wife sells those "romance products" as side business too. He helps her out with inventory tracking and sales management. I'm not sure if the test their products...

metalmom said...

I love those parties.

Hubs would never go to those stores to buy anything. He would die of embarrassment. But play? Oh yes, he sure knew what to do with the stuff that I brought home!!