Ty Larsen was happy when he managed to get a summer job in a very competitive market but the year-old was a little embarrassed by his place of employment. His boss was a very good looking woman in her early thirties who dressed in sexy attire to compliment the atmosphere and she even had a muscle shirt with a big dildo on the front for him to wear. Occasional some of the girls he knew would pop in and caress a few of the vibrators while asking him questions about their performance. Moira was a very pleasant easy going person and the job, which mostly involved packing mail orders, was not hard and they had frequent coffee breaks.
Jennifer thought her toy collection was a little excessive, but she couldn't help herself. The dildos came in numerous shapes and sizes, ranging from the foot long Black Rock to the tiny purple Tipper. And the vibrators — well, Jennifer took great pride in those, each of them appropriate in different scenarios, depending on the strength of the vibe she needed. Originally, her stash fit under some knickers in a special wardrobe drawer.
Brad Baylis had been a salesman for Rigby and Sloan since her left high school and he was highly thought of by the company but when he was offered a position with quite a bit more money he naturally grasped the opportunity. He was a bit nervous about the products he was about to sell as they were of a sexual nature. Sex toys and lotions in fact. After a brief training period at the head office he was sent out on his first call.
The girls came up to her one-by-one and offered congratulations on her upcoming wedding. She glowered at Megan, her best friend, who wore a smile indicating she was the mastermind of the affair. She liked the sentiment, but knew her friends too well. They would get her drunk, and embarrass her beyond belief. With the wedding this upcoming weekend, she thought her wishes had been honored.