Under My Skin (Skin Deep) by J.M. Stone

Author:J.M. Stone [Stone, J.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-12-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

“Okay. Now, this is the Turtle Tool. Yes, it looks like a weird microphone or back massager, but let me tell ya-turn this baby on and touch it to your tiny little soldier and Bam! One orgasm, coming right up! Or more…but that’s all up to you. It has multiple speeds so you set the pace, just a little buzz or a whole hornet’s nest, you decide.” I smiled brightly around the room at the hodge-podge group of women scattered in a semi-circle before me.

It’d actually been a few weeks since I’d done a party and I was finding it rather difficult to keep my mind on the task at hand, rather than that amazing night that I couldn’t stop thinking about. And don’t get me wrong, sex with the guys is always amazing but that night…wow. It’s been three days since they had knocked me out with the best sex of my life and I was still feeling it in my muscles. But, oh God, was it worth it. Even now, I had to fight back the smug smile that wanted to plaster itself over my face. Instead, I handed my Turtle Tool off to the first woman sitting beside where I was standing.

She took it carefully like it was a snake about to strike, barely holding it between two fingers. Since it’s a little heavy for that, I grabbed for it as it started to fall. I held it out to her again and, trying to be patient (this was the fifth time this had happened) told her again, “This is only a demo. It has never been used by me or anyone else. I have it only to demonstrate it during parties so you can see the real thing, rather than a picture in a catalog. Pass it on when you’re done.”

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and while the women were passing the wand-like vibrator around, I discreetly palmed it to see who it was. It was a text from Brandon.

Sold any anal beads or butt plugs yet? What about that virgin cream stuff?

I shook my head and put my phone back in my pocket, not even bothering to respond to his off the wall questions. Apparently he had been snooping through the catalogs in my office. Looking back up I saw that the Turtle Tool was almost back around to me. I walked over to the last woman and waited while she looked it over, turned it on, held it against her hand, and then giggled before she handed it to me.

I put it back in it’s container and set it back in the tub it came from. I grabbed the jelly-coated, egg-shaped bullet with the small finger-like protrusion at the top and turned back to the women. Holding it up, I started in on my spiel.

“Alrighty then. This, ladies, is my best friend. One of them, anyway.” I paused to smile good naturedly at the laughter that always came with that line.

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