“I don’t know sweety. Perhaps we should ask?”
“You may,” came a voice from behind us.
We all turned startled to see a handsome young man leaning against one of the isle dividers. He had short brown hair with color matching eyes. His face had a nice mix of masculinity, sensuality with a bit of femininity. I’ve known I was bisexual for a long time, but it’s rare that I find myself physically attracted to another man, this was one of those times.
He put his hands up in mock surrender, “Sorry, I’m Blake. I work here. And yes, you can open the packages. Otherwise how would you find what you like? Here,” he said extending his hand.
Christina gave him the package she was holding. He opened the top of the box and removed the item. “This one’s pretty nice, but it’s solid, some people don’t like that.” He offered the dildo back to Christina, whom examined it. “The lack of flexibility makes it hard to use unless you are lined up just right. Not to mention it doesn’t conform to body shapes all that well.”
He searched the display looking for something specific. “Here, what do you think of this one. My sisters are big fans of it. And my Mom,” he said nonchalantly.
That caught our attention, was he making fun of us. He saw our shock.
“Sorry, but I heard you guys talking. Not to mention I can see the resemblance between you two,” he looked from Christina to Clarissa. “It’s OK. Let’s just say we have something in common.” Playfully he nudged me with his elbow, “You’re one lucky man.”
I smiled and blushed a bit, we all did.
With the item removed, he handed it to Clarissa and said, “These are silicone, flexible and wash easily. They come with different grades of ribbing, or smooth if you want it. Oh, and different colors.”
Clarissa felt the smooth texture as well as testing its flexibility, she even smelled it. She asked, “What difference does the ribbing make?”
He grabbed two more packages, “Well it adds to the sensation. Personally, I like the ribbing. The smooth one is good, but there is something to say about texture. So here are the two other types.” He attempted to hand her two more dildos. We laughed at them fumbled trying to make the exchange.
“I like the feel of the ribbing. I’m thinking this is the one, “she said handing her mother the one with small tiny ribs. “What do you think Mommy?”
Christina took the two dildos from her daughter. Opening and relaxing, she asked Blake, “Is there a difference in the sensation between the two?”
“They both feel great, but the small ribs slide in and out a lot easier. The larger is good, but it can…not get stuck, but hang up on the rib sections. It can be harder to…pump in and out. Me personally, I’d go with the smaller ribbing, it works great vaginally and is a delight anally.”
He looked at me smiling when he said anally. Was he flirting with me? I smiled back and extended my hand towards Christina.
“I’m thinking he’s right. The feel of the smaller ribbing would feel great,” I said. “I’m thinking I like this one. What do you two think?”