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Ava is sitting down behind the counter, doodling on an old receipt she grabbed from the trash can. She's sucking avidely on a watermelon lollipop, excited about the prospect of reaching the bubble gum in the center. That'll probably cost her a passive agressive comment from her manager about Ava not being allowed candies on the job, but she couldn't care less as she sits on the wooden stool behind the checkout counter, bored out of her mind.
Ava works 9 to 5 every weekend at a sex shop down Michigan Avenue. It may be a bit of an odd job, but it's a fun one. Well, when there's clients coming in, that is. Sadly, today was one of those slow day where Ava stared at the clock and waited for her shift to be over. She had time to finish her two due assigments by 1 PM and was seconds away from texting her best friend Chanel to get her ass over here for some entertainment.
Working in a sex shop means Ava sees all kind of people coming in and out of the door. She's categorized them into four different groups of people.
First, there's The Shy clients.They sometimes don't come in and just stare awkwardly though the seethrough windows of the shop. When they do come in, they do so, to 'look' or get their 'friend' a gift. They blush the whole time there and stutter half of their sentences, dashing for the door on their way out.
Then, there's The Confident clients. They come in knowing what they want, holding a conversation with Ava and answering her questions while maintaining eye contact. They are usually the grab, pay and go type of people.
Ava's least favorites are The trashy clients. They always come in groups and make a mess of the place, talking loudly and playing arround the store like their mothers just left them out of their stroller for the first time.
Finally there's The Wild freaky clients. Coming in the store weekly in search of something new to play with. They tell Ava the wildest stories that either makes her wince in horror or stare at them in amazement. They usually teach Ava a thing or two about sex and makes her add ideas to the note app in her phone under the title 'Crazy Sex Ideas'.
The shy clients are Ava's personnal favorites. Maybe it's the fact they choke on all their words and make the craziest stories just to get away from the fact they masturbate and enjoy sex. It's amusing to watch and Ava makes it her duty to see them leave a little less tense, preferably a bag in hand. Not for the store profits, but for the clients own personnal profits. She's basically spreading kindness in the form of orgasms.
Ava knows she's about to have a nice time when the doorbell chimes and a tall dark haired girl in a tight low bun walks in. She's probably in her early twenties, her cheeks already flaming red, eyes trailed to the floor and hands clasp tightly behind her back. This girl, without a doubt, is part of the shy client category.
She's trying to act cool and collected, but the girl is not a very good actress. Ava smirks, biting onto the gum in the center of her lolipop, throwing the little plastic stick in the trash and getting to her feet, ready to have some fun. She had been getting frustrated with the look of her doodle anyways, so the prospect of helping a customer was welcome.
"Hi" She skips her way to the girl, stopping only a few feet away, short brown curls swaying back and fort at the abrupt stop. She was cute. Hot even. Her forest green t-shirt fitted snuggly arround her well define body, her cheeks were dusted with freckles and her eyes were beautiful -mesmerizing- warm dark caramel with a golden hue under long jet black eyelashes.
"Oh. Hello" The client answers, deflating a little. She was clearly hoping no one would strike a conversation with her while she was in the shop. Sadly, she had no luck since she came in while Ava was on the clock. She'd have had more luck with Hans, the guy still had a hard time staring at a dildo without blushing.
"Can I help you with anything?" She presses on, flashing her brightest smile, her lips most likely red and a bit swollen from the lollipop she had been busy with a minute earlier. She knew that smile would put the girl at ease. Ava was known to make people feel comfortable, she was fun to converse with and not entirely unpleasant to look at. She was being humble here.
" Hum... no. I'll be alright. " Ava does not miss the girl's quick look toward her lowcut red top. She smirks. "I'm just looking" Yeah you are.
" Alright. Can I let you know about some of our deals, before I let you look arround?" The woman nods her head stifly, eyes trailed away from Ava's breast like she had caught herself and was planning on not making that same mistake again.
" We just had a new vibrator arrival. Womanizers are selling like crazy lately. We are barely able to keep some in the inventory" Ava announces walking to the vibrator section, blowing a pink bubble against her lips. The soft pop of it bursting reminds Ava she is not suppose to do that in front of clients . The client in question trails behind. Ava wonders if she's checking her ass as she follows, clearing her throat awkwardly.
"It's really nice if you're into clitoral stimulation. I wouldn't say it's better than being eaten out, but it's a close second." Ava speaks lightly, turning back arround to marvel at the girl's mortified expression. "Just make sure to buy lubricant with it" Ava adds, knowing damn well she was playing with fire, but she couldn't help it. The girl was adorably flustered, a blush on her freckled cheeks and Ava was craving more. Something about Ava, is that she was always one to get what she wanted in the end.
"I... okay thank you" The girl lets out, her voice raspier then it was a minutes ago.
"Wait. Maybe you're more of a dildo kind of girl... if so we have-"
"It's not for me" The girl cuts her off, her face so red Ava would actually worry she was chocking on something if she wasn't standing in a sex shop right now being informed about their great collection of dildos. " It's for a friend" She's too easy. Ava fights the urge to let out a laugh.
" Ah. I see." Ava nods, screwing a serious expression on her face to hide her amusement. "Then is your friend more of a penetration or a clitoral stimulation kind of girl... assuming it's a girl"
"I don't know what she prefers I... what would you recommend" Now that's a question you don't want to ask Ava when you're part of the shy client category. Ava has no filter or abilities to keep it PG. Ava's always been very comfortable with sex. She loves it and does not mind talking openly about what she enjoys and what she doesn't. She'll traumatize her weakest soldier and turn the others to the dark side. Ava decides she'll go easy on the girl this time. Simply because she likes her and wouldn't be agaisnt getting her number after this. Ava doubts she'd be into it by the way she reacted after hearing the word clitoral stimulation, but she was not one to back down from a challenge. Then again, she did check Ava's tits out.
"Well, that's hard to say. Does she want a toy for some alone time? Does she want a toy to share with a partner. Gifting someone a sex toy is a pretty hard task" Ava bits on her bottom lips teasingly "I personally enjoy toys that offers both penetration and clit stimulation. Gives really good orga-"
"I dont think that's a very appropriate conversation to have with a stranger" The girl cuts her off, gulping down loudly, her eyes trailing arround the store like she was hoping someone would magically come in to save her from Ava's sinful monologue. Fine, so maybe Ava went a little too hard on the girl. Ava was not known for her incredible abilities to think before speaking. She was actually known for the contrary.
"I'm sorry." Ava takes a step back, rocking on her heels. "I'm simply doing my job here. " Ava informs the girl who is seconds away from having a stroke "This is a sex shop. I give sex toys advices. If I'm making you uncomfortable, I can go back to the register and wait for you there" The girl winces and shakes her head twice.
"I ... I'm sorry I don't know why I feel so awkward" She unclasps her hands and scratch the back of her neck. The movement draws Ava's attention.
"No worries." Ava shrugs, her eyes moving around her face, analyzing the girl's expression closely. She's pinching her lips, eyebrows furrowed as if she's deep in thoughts or frustrated. Ava's eyes don't leave the girl. She's too mysterious and Ava is a sucker for a good mystery "It's your first time in a sex shop isn't it?"
"Is that obvious?" She finally meets Ava's eyes again and this time she holds eye contact, resulting in Ava's breath quickening lightly. Ava has a thing for eye contact and this girl has the prettiest eyes to stare into. "So maybe this is not for a friend" The girl admits, liking her lips nervously and Ava's grin widens.
"I figured" The girl's eyes jump up a little at that, under Ava's fascinated gaze. It's like she expected her announcement to be a surprise to Ava.
"I must sound pathetic." She groans, detaching her eyes from Ava's to look down at a big ass dildo. She flinches slightly, like it had shocked her poor innocent eyes to see a plastic dick from up close. Ava can't fight the full smile from spreading on her lips now.
"Don't worry, I get it. It can be intimidating the first few times."
"Yeah. It's not that I don't... well I'm not a ... you know... never mind" Ava's eyes narrows, trying to figure out what the girl is trying to say.
"So let's start here. Do you have any kind of toys at home?" Ava asks, because yes, there's a possibility the girl does, as most people nowadays buy their toys online.
"No" Her voice cracks a little. God, this girl is in dire need of Ava's help. Ava wouldn't mind helping her a little more than she usually helps most of her customers. A lot more if the girl needed -wanted- her too.
"Alright well, maybe as a first toy you could get that womanizer I was talking to you about, it has multiple speed and will make you orgasm every single time without feeling oversti-"
" I don't... want a wominizer" The girl sighs like she was getting annoyed at herself or maybe at Ava plugging the womanizer too many time in their short conversation. "Actually I came here to get a ..." She trails off, biting her lips and drawing Ava's attention to them for the hundreth time. They are mouthwatering. Like literally.
"A?" Ava wonders, cocking her head to the left. An eyebrow raised, that may come off as flirty, and if it does, Ava is fine with that.
"A strap on"
"Oh" Ava's eyebrows jump up, impressed-surprised. Pleasantly surprised. This was unexpected. The shy clients did not usually come in asking for strap-ons. " Well, lucky you, we have a great selection of strap-ons" Ava announces, quickly getting over the initial shock -because she's a true professional- and walking three isles left, stopping in front of their impressive display of strap-ons. There's a bunch of colourfull dildos staring up at them on the metal arrangement. Something worth giving her poor client a heart attack. She would be lying if this did not turn her on, not the possibility of a heart attack, but the fact she is standing in the strap-on isle next to the very attractive woman.
Ava's brain had always been one to picture things in her mind and today was no exception.
The shy ones were usually the wildest in bed, or so she's heard. Ava wonders if that was the case here. " My favorite is this one." She announces pointing to the purple Lovehoney strap-on" Can't beat the quality and price in my opinion, but you may like something bigger, if so there's the Mr. Hankey’s one that is good too. Haven't tried that one yet, but I've heard good things"
"Do you... try all of the sex toys you sell" The girl's voice is softer, almost like it would break, if she spoke louder. Ava giggles at the question. She's picturing herself trying the massive amount of toys in the store just to give honest reviews to customers. Well... if it was a paid job she'd do it. To be honest, she'd probably do it for free.
"No. Just like librarians don't read all the books they are selling." She informs the girl , which seems to make her close off a little and Ava backs track immediately. "But I do like to use toys in my personnal life, it's fun and I have a pretty good discount. So I can give personnal reviews on some of these only."
"Right" She clears her throat eyeing the purple strap on Ava had just commented on. She's looking either very uncomfortable at the news or very turned on. Ava was starting to think it was the latter. " I guess I'll take that one" She answers pointing to the strap on Ava had praised a minute earlier.
"Good choice. You're partner will for sure thank you for it" Ava winks and marvels at the way the girl reacts, throat bobbing, eyes blinking. Ava hoped she did not have one. A partner. "Do you want to go try this in the fitting room" Ava grabs the black Lovehoney box, flipping it in her hands as she waited for an answer.
"Huh...what?!" The girl deadpans.
"I'm joking" Ava giggles, bathing into the way the girl's blush darkens. She was too easy. Ava loved it. She craved more.
"In all seriousness do you know how to tie it up? These harness can be a pain to figure out" Ava asks, taking a step toward the girl, who eyes her every move quietly.
"I'm sure I'll be fine" Her voice is a whisper by now and Ava would lie if she said she wasn't so incredibly turned on by her voice. The british accent was probably part of the appeal.
"I could show you"
The girl looks into Ava's eyes, there's a glimpse of something in there. As soon as Ava notice it, it's gone. Damn it.
"I'll be alright" she croaks out, having contemplated Ava's offer long enough.
"As you wish" Ava shrugs. She deflates a bit at the rejection, but she's not entirely surprise. It's not like she could actually help to girl put a strap on in the middle of the store, but she could have given her some pointers. "Anything else?" She wonders, handing the box over to the girl.
"That's all thank you" She nods, long lean fingers wrapping arround the box.
"Alright well... I'll ring you up" Ava announces, her eyes still trained to the girl's fingers. They were nice ones, she probably plays the piano very well.
Ava slips in a free lubricant, 'on the house' she let's out as she adds it to the bag. It's a lie, Ava was going to have to pay for it, but it sounded smoother if she said on the house, so she went with that.
Ava waits patiently as the girl's fingers taps her card over the payment machine. Ava didn't know she had a thing for fingers until now. She internally groans at the thoughts swimming in her mind. Fuck it.
"Do you have someone to try this with?" The second the words leave her lips, she's regreting them. Ava really does lack a filter, but this... this was so unprofessional. Sure she's hot, but keep it in your fucking pants. Ava feels the rationnal and irrationnal part of her brain have a fight over what her next move should be, hélas, horny Ava holds so much power over her.
"I... don't. " The woman answers, eyes searching Ava's. " Not at the moment" She adds, gently grabbing the black bag Ava is handing her. Alright. There's no way Ava won't try her luck now. She's single and clearly ready to mingle by the strap-on sitting in her bag. Plus, she does not know her, so if things go south, she just says she's sorry and leave it at that. She's probably never going to see that girl again anyways.
Ava quickly grabs the store bussiness card from the little metal display and flips it over. She gets a pen out of her school bag and scribble down her phone number. On second thoughts she adds her name at the bottom and slips it over the counter to the girl who she still doesn't know the name of.
"I don't usually do that but...Give me a call if you want to try it with someone. I'm a great teacher" Ava doesn't know how she manages to smile confidently at the girl as she speaks these words, but she does and it seems to absolutely ruin the taller girl in front of her, whose eyes widden and mouth open slightly.
"O...okay" Ava decides it's a positive outcome when she actually takes the card and slips it in her back pocket, backing up into the store door, front still facing Ava. Once the door hits her back she turns arround and lets a soft 'Have a nice day ' escape between her lips as she leaves.
Ava hopes to get a call. Or a text. Anything really. She feels like chances are on her side if she recalls the look in the girl's eyes. She wants her.
Ava will add a category to her list of customers.
The clients Ava wants to try sex toys with.
Oh god... she can never tell her friends about any of this.