by Angel Steel
“The John Holmes dildo is a replica of his actual cock length and width, and the veins have been added for extra sensation. It also moves up and down and side to side in a rotating position.” Skylar turned it on to show her. She watched it move up and down in a pumping action, then she hit a button and it started to do the side-to-side rotation.
“No wonder a lot of guys come in here buying this stuff for their wives or girlfriends. They can’t do that themselves.” She could understand why these kind of moveable dildos sell so well. No guy out there could do that, it was impossible.
“I haven’t priced these yet; I couldn’t find your pricing gun, but I wrote down the price for them and left it on your desk.”
“Okay. I’ll do that just before I open up,” Stacy said.
“I’ll read information before I open up. Do you have any posters or flyers for these products?”
“I have both. I’ll place the posters around the shop and put a stack of flyers near the cash register for you.”
“Thanks, Skylar. You really do find the right stuff to sell. I just wish you would take more percentage of the products sold than what you do, Sky.”
“Stacy, I don’t need any more than the thirty percent I get now. I told you in the beginning, that I enjoy my job. Plus you are my only client, and that is enough for me at the moment.” Skylar said, and gave her a hug. “I’ll see you next week with the new products. If you need any more just let me know so I can order them in. They come express, so you wouldn’t have to wait too long for them.”
“I’ll call you if I need any more, and I’ll see you next Monday. Be good!”
“I always am,” Skylar said, laughing as she was heading out the store.
Once she placed the posters around the shop where she wanted them and placed the flyers near the register, she grabbed her stuff from the back and walked to her car. Once inside she clicked on her seatbelt, reversed out and headed home. She had to jump on the Internet when she got home to find the next top-selling products, read up on them and get them sent out for next week. Then once she finished that, she had to think of what to wear tonight.
She stopped telling herself that it wasn’t a date and just two friends going to see a movie. Maybe she should call Chantal, to help her pick something to wear. She decided she’d wait until she got home and ring her after she went online to do her next orders.
* * *
Nate arrived home from his brother’s place several hours later. He grabbed something to drink and sat on his couch. He still couldn’t think who would follow him, and he didn’t even know anyone that owned that kind of car. While contemplating what to do next, Dom knocked and walked in.
“Hey Nate, you decent?” he called from the foyer.
“Yeah, come on in,” he said.
Once inside, Dom first heading to the kitchen so he could grab a beer from the fridge. While opening the beer, he moved to sit across from Nate. “So I was thinking of heading to Joey’s tonight. They have this new band playing and they sound pretty good, you interested?” Dom asked.
“Sorry, man, I have plans tonight, maybe next time.”
“Is Tracey coming over? That is one fine lady, but I prefer blondes.”
Smiling at that, Nate replied, “No, you just prefer Chantal. When are you going to ask her out on a date and get serious, man?”
“Of course I prefer her, what isn’t there to like about her? She’s perfect in every way, but we’re only friends,” Dom answered with a grin.
God, he was stupid. If only those two actually sat down together and told each other how they felt. Maybe he needed to help these two out. He smiled at the thought.
“What’s so funny?” Dom asked, frowning.
“Don’t worry, it’s nothing about you.” He knew that would shut him up.
“So what are your plans tonight, if you’re not seeing Tracey?”
“If you must know, I asked Skylar out to the movies,” Nate answered with a smile.
“Wow, really? I can’t believe you actually asked someone out, that doesn’t relate to just sex.”
“Funny, I don’t need to ask someone out for sex. I just call one of the girls if I just want that, but that’s not what this is about anyway. There’s something about her that draws me to her, but I don’t know what it is. I really want to get to know her. Is that so hard to believe?” He frowned at Dom. He couldn’t explain what he felt towards her to himself, let alone Dom.
“Well, you beat me to it; I was going to do it next week.” Dom said in a sarcastic, joking tone.
Nate hoped he was joking but to be sure he asked, “Why would you do that? You can’t think past Chantal.”
“Well, a man’s got to have options,” Dom laughed.
“You can just think of Chantal, or one of your little groupies,” Nate growled. He didn’t want to see or think of Dom with Skylar at all.
Dom answered with his hands up. “Wow, man. I was only pulling your leg. I knew you would go after Skylar. That’s why I didn’t do anything.”
That calmed him down a bit. He couldn’t think of anyone being with her but him.
“So what time are you two going?”
“We’re meeting at her place at seven.”
“Well, keep a lookout for that car, okay? It’s been bugging me all day, so just be careful. If you need me, give me a call.” Dom said to Nate in a serious tone. “I will, Dom. Thanks.” He knew he could count on Dom for anything. They were always there for each other no matter what.
After an hour talking about what his brother had been up to, Dom left. Nate had two hours before he had to pick up Skylar for their date. God, he hadn’t been on one in five years, he thought, but it all was good. Going through the cinema guide as to what movies were on, there were a few good ones he wanted to see. He placed the guide on the table in the foyer near his keys and then processed to get some stuff done around his house. After about an hour passed, he started getting ready for his date. While doing that, he thought to himself how excited he was that he finally went over to her house to ask her out. He had to admit he was nervous about how she was going to react going on a date with him. He only hopes now that when he tries to get to know her and asks her about her life and her past that she doesn’t decide to end the date right then and there.
* * *
As soon as Skylar finished up her orders she needed to do for work, she decided to call Chantal and see if she wanted to come over for a while before she went out with Nate.
“So is this a date?” Chantal asked while going through Skylar’s closet, then adding, “You don’t have much to work with in here. I knew I should have brought some stuff with me.”
Annoyed by what her friend said, Skylar immediately replied, “This isn’t a date, Chantal. It’s just two people going out as friends and getting to know each other. And for your information, there is plenty of stuff for me to wear, I just can’t decide what.”
Rolling her eyes, Chantal looked at her friend while waving her hand at her closet and says, “There are only jeans and tops in here. There’s not one skirt or a dress in here.” Chantal knew Skylar didn’t wear skirts. She didn’t know why, but at least she should have a dress in here. Just then, Chantal remembered that Skylar did have a dress. “Where is that dress you bought a few months ago? The one you wore to Mark and Emma’s engagement party. That will work for tonight.”
Sighing, Skylar knew what she was talking about. She walked over to her closet and grabbed a bag that was hanging in the corner and then tossed it onto her bed.
Chantal opened the bag and pulled out the black dress. Holding it up, she said, “This is perfect for tonight – not too classy; just right for going to the movies.” She handed the dress to Skylar while she went over to the dresser and grabbed the sexy black thong that she knew Skylar bought the other day when they went shopping. She went back into the closet to pull out some black knee-high boots. Setting everything on the bed, Chantal said, “Perfect, we have your outfit picked out.
Now just need to do your hair and make-up. I would suggest wearing your hair up with a couple of strands hanging down, add just a hint of make-up, and then you will be all set.”
Looking kind of shocked by what her friend picked out, Skylar asked in a confused tone, “What about a bra?”
Laughing, Chantal took the dress and said, “You can’t wear one with the way the back is on this dress, girl. It will ruin the look of how the dress is supposed to be.”
Skylar had a feeling she would say that, and agreed. When the outfit, hair and make-up were decided, Chantal told her friend she had to leave but she would come back later on after the so-called ‘date’ and see how everything went. When they had decided on her hair and makeup, Chantal left, telling her that she would come back later after the so-called “date” and see how it went.
After her friend left, she headed for the bathroom to start getting ready. She looked over again at what her friend had picked out, and wondered if she should just wear what she normally does, jeans and a t-shirt. I mean, we are just going to the movies after all, why get all dressed up? Shaking off the thought about the outfit, she proceeded to put on her thong and dress. She went back into the bathroom to work on her hair and make-up. When all was done, she looked at herself in the mirror, and thought to herself, “Gosh, I really look good.” The dress hugged her curves in the right spots. Overall she was happy with what Chantal picked out for her, but was never going to admit that to Chantal; she would want to pick out all of her outfits going forward. Smiling, she headed back to her room to put on the knee-high boots. Once they were on, she looked at the clock on her nightstand- it read 6:45p.m.. She signed. Well, here goes nothing, she thought. And with that, she got up and walked to the living room to wait for Nate.
* * *
Nate parked his pickup truck out front of Skylar’s place, walking to her front door. He took a breath and knocked on her door.
“It’s open,” she called out.
He opened the door and stepped inside, looking around to see where she was.
“I’ll be out in a second, Nate.”
“No hurry.”
Nate went into the lounge and sat on the couch. He could hear her on the phone, but couldn’t actually hear what she was saying. Skylar walked in a couple of minutes later. He looked up when he heard her enter the room and lost all thought at the sight of her.
Skylar had on a black dress that came to mid-thigh and hugged her curves in all the right places, showing an ample amount of cleavage. She had on knee-high black boots and her hair was made up with little strands hanging out. She was absolutely gorgeous. He slowly stood up and looked her up and down with a smile. “You’re absolutely gorgeous, Skylar.”
She blushed with a smile. “You’re not too bad yourself, Nate.” He was wearing light denim jeans that hugged his masculine legs, and a black button-up shirt and boots. She was salivating at the sight of him. Not letting her mind get too carried away, she said, “Do you want something to drink before we go?”
Looking at his watch, he said, “There are several good movies starting at 7:30 p.m. I was thinking we could go there straight away and then go to Joey’s after for a drink, but only if you want to do that.”
“That’s fine. My bag is near the door if you want to go now.”
“Sure, let’s go.” He walked over to the door and opened it for her to walk out.
Skylar grabbed her bag, passed Nate, and waited on the veranda, watching him as he closed her door behind him. When he stood beside her she started walking down the stairs towards his truck. He followed behind her, and noticed that the dress didn’t have a back on it; all it had were straps criss-crossing from her shoulders down to her lower back. The only material there was covering her ass and the back of her thighs.
His eyes were glued to her and he noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra. How was he going to concentrate on the movie when she sat beside him in that dress, not wearing a bra? Watching her hips sway from side to side, he groaned softly to himself. He hoped to God she was wearing panties, because if she wasn’t they wouldn’t be going to the cinema right now. Maybe he would have to find out some way without coming across too strong. Nate opened the door for her to jump in and walked around to the driver’s side slow enough to control his breathing. He started the truck and headed straight to the cinema.
* * *
Skylar watched him as he walked to his side; he was so muscular and completely all male. The way those jeans hugged his legs and his shirt pulled tight against all that muscle, even his ass was perfection.
I’ve really got to stop this.
Skylar knew she would never get a guy like that. Smiling as he jumped in, he started the truck and they were on their way. It only took ten minutes to get to the cinema. Skylar wanted to say something, but just couldn’t think of what to say. Although, he didn’t say anything to her either.
She kept glancing over at him, and noticed his knuckles were white on the steering wheel and he had a frown on his face. Skylar looked down his body and started staring when she noticed that Nate was hard. She couldn’t look away. Skylar could just make out the outline due to just the right amount of light that was coming into the truck.
He was rock hard against his jeans and there was no way you could miss that. Nate chose that moment to look over at her. She blushed and looked away, feeling embarrassed that she was caught staring at his lap. Her imagination started to run away with her again, thinking of all the things she could do to him in this moment. God, she wanted to taste him. She was so wet; she squirmed in her seat and pressed her legs together, but it didn’t help, the lace thong was rubbing against her enlarged clit. She wanted to moan at the feeling, but Nate would think there was something wrong with her. Maybe I should just sleep with him and get it out of my system, she thought. But would he go for it? Skylar thought she’d try something in the cinema. She smiled to herself.
***
All he wanted was to reach over and run his hand from her knee to her thigh and find out if she had any panties on. Nate gripped the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles were white. He couldn’t think of anything with her sitting there like that and his cock was so hard it was on the verge of exploding right there. Almost at the cinema, he glanced at her again and noticed that she was staring at his hard-on. She blushed and turned away, but that just made him harder. He pressed his foot down a little more on the gas; if they didn’t get there soon he’d end up pulling over and taking her in his truck. He didn’t want that, he wanted her in his bed with room to move.
Several minutes later he pulled up in the car park and got out. Walking around the back so he could readjust his cock without her watching, he opened the door for her and they both walked in. Nate stayed close to Skylar. He felt protective of her and wasn’t letting her out of his sight.
They strolled up to the ticket master and read what was showing tonight.
“Is there anything up there that you want to watch?” he asked.
“There are several I haven’t seen.” She looked up at him.
“We’ll pick one together then.”
They decided on Fast 5, grabbed their tickets and moved over to the concession stand to grab food and drinks. Making their way into the right cinema, they took seats at the back left near the wall, out of view from anyone that walked in. Nate sat closest to the wall and Skylar beside him. She was nervous, her heart was pounding a hundred miles an hour and she couldn’t think of actually watching the movie.
Skylar wanted to taste him, badly. Smiling, she started to plan what she wanted to do to him. Once the previews started, she got as comfortable as she could. Grabbing her popcorn, she lifted her leg and placed it over the other, knowing her action would lift her dress further up her thigh. Breathing slowly she tried really hard to concentrate on the movie rather than what she was going to do.
Skylar felt Nate’s eyes on her legs when she crossed them and the heat from his gaze burned straight through her; she could feel her ow
n juices soaking her thong. Breathing in, she took a quick glance over at him and saw he had his hands in his lap hiding his erection.
About twenty minutes into the movie she leaned back and laid her head on the chair, causing her dress to rise up further. Skylar placed her hand on top of her thigh and started to stroke it very slowly. Nate was watching her every move. She didn’t want to look over at him. When the movie got to a really good bit she started to make her move. She slowly leaned closer to him. Curling up on her side, she leaned her head against his shoulder and placed her hand on his thigh. She smiled and hoped he went for it.
* * *
Nate watched as she crossed her leg over the other beside him, seeing her dress rise and stop at the top of her thighs. He swallowed; he wasn’t going to be able to watch the movie, and wished she would just sit still. He couldn’t help but look at her. Placing his hands over his obvious erection, he had to get his mind off of her legs and taking her right then and there in the cinema. Nate thought about what he had to do tomorrow for work.
