She leaned me back into her, the vibrator humming to life. I closed my eyes as it slipped between my legs and against my clit, and I floated away into bliss.
Twenty minutes and two lovely orgasms later I was just resting against Sandy, enjoying the hot water jets complimented by soft kisses and caresses from my lover. Suddenly there was a knock on my bedroom door, and I heard it open, followed by Paige’s voice.
“Mom?”
Sandy nuzzled into my neck as I answered. “I’m in the tub!”
“Bubble bath?”
“You know it!”
“Cool. So, Kaylin just called…”
My heart leaped into my throat and the door to my bathroom opened and Paige stuck her head in. Her eyes went wide as saucers as she realized what she was seeing, before pulling back out as fast as she could.
“Shit, I’m so sorry, Coach.”
Sandy chuckled. “It’s okay, Paige. We should have warned you.”
I giggled. “What did you want, dear?”
Her voice came safely from the other side of the door. “Um, Kaylin called, a bunch of the girls are driving over to the beach to celebrate making the playoffs.” She was talking a little faster than normal.
“That’s fine, do you have to drive?”
“No, we have enough cars.”
“Okay, just don’t be too late.”
“I won’t. Fei has to be back by ten, so I won’t be much later than that. And Sherri can pick me up.”
“That’s fine. Love you.”
“Love you, too. Thanks, Mom.” Paige ran out of the room, slamming my bedroom door behind her.
“Oh, my god. I can’t believe that.” I collapsed back against Sandy.
“Trust me, if that’s the most traumatic thing she ever sees in her life, she’s doing pretty well.’
We both laughed, and I decided to share a suspicion I had. “Of course, that might be karma.”
“What do you mean?”
“I think she’s been snitching one of my vibrators.”
Sandy rested her chin on my shoulder. “Snitching?”
“Like when I went to get this,” I touched the waterproof vibe Sandy was still wearing on her finger, “one of my toys was missing. I bet it’s back right now.”
“Maybe. That would track.”
I looked back at her. “What do you mean?”
“Well, after a big game, especially a big win, I would always get myself off to relax. Otherwise I’d be too amped to sleep.” She ran a finger up my arm. “You ever consider getting her one of her own?”
I gave an embarrassed laugh. “I can’t buy my daughter a vibrator!”
“Why not? My mom bought me one when I was fourteen. I mean, nature already gives boys a perfectly adequate self pleasuring device.” She waggled her hand and fingers. “But for girls, well, fingers’ll get it done, but it’s more fun with a toy.” She turned on the vibe she was still wearing and pressed it against my clit, making me squeal. “Besides, I wouldn’t mind a trip to the toy store with you.”
“Okay, we’ll go this afternoon.”
“Awesome.” She turned the toy to high. “Now, where were we?”
***
Even though I’d prayed there wouldn’t be anyone else at the adult toy store, that wasn’t the case. I guess we could have done everything online, but I didn’t want one of the kids opening the package when it came. Besides, buying sex toys is a little like buying clothes. I just can’t do it online. I have to be able to see it.
“Oh my god, I can’t believe I’m doing this.”
Sandy giggled at me. “It’ll be fine. So what are you thinking?”
“Me? This was your idea, lady.” I nudged her with my shoulder as we approached the door.
“Fine.” She took my hand and pulled the door open for me. “Let’s just see what they have.”
We entered, and saw several people looking around the store. There were a couple of guys over in the magazine and video section, a place I had no intention of venturing into. There were a couple of young women looking through the lingerie, but something about their energy told me they were friends and not lovers. A final, young, hetero couple were in the toy section, which made me hesitate to head in that direction.
“Hey, it’s okay, we’re all here for the same thing. Sort of.” Sandy grinned down at me and gave me a little tug in that direction, and I followed her reluctantly.
The other couple was over more in the bondage section, another thing I had no real interest in, so we had the vibrator area more or less to ourselves. I immediately grabbed one package that contained something similar to what I was sure Paige had been borrowing. Sandy grabbed something else.
“How about this?” She held up a clitoral massager.
I answered with a nervous giggle. “I don’t even have one of those.”
“They have more than one.” My cheeks burned red as Sandy nuzzled into my soft hair, whispering into my ear. “Do you have any idea how much I’d love to watch you use one of these? My beautiful Melanie, completely lost in her pleasure?”
A shiver ran through my entire body as I giggled like a silly school girl. “Okay, we can get two.”
Sandy kissed me on the temple. “Now, the thing I was thinking about was, let’s see, something like this.”
I took the package she was holding out, which held a blue, U-shaped vibe, thicker on the shorter end.
“See, this part goes against your G-spot, and this up against your clit. But that’s not the fun bit.”
I turned the package over in my hands. “What’s the fun bit?”
“See, you wear this, but I can control it with an app on my phone.” My mouth dropped open slightly as I looked at her, suddenly feeling a tingle between my legs. “I can turn it on whenever I’m thinking about you. But I warn you, I think about you a lot during the day.”
“What if I’m like, at the store, or on the phone with one of my publishers?”
“You can stop it, or turn off the connection with your app, if you have to.” She kissed the side of my head. “But I know you won’t do that much, will you?”
My cheeks burned as my smile stretched across my face. “No, Coach.”
“Good. Want to go check out the lingerie?”
“You want some ideas for Christmas?”
Sandy shook her head. “I’d never buy you lingerie as a gift. I always thought that was so gauche, guys buying teddies for their women. It’s not for her. It’s for him, so selfish. But if you ever want to buy something sexy to wear for me, like that gorgeous little body suit you were wearing last night, that I can get behind.” She gave me an almost shy little smile. “If you want I could show you some of the things I’d love to see you in?”
“Okay.”
Sandy walked up to the front of the store with our intended purchases to grab a basket. I headed toward the far side of the store, where the two women who had been in the lingerie section were still searching through the racks. They looked up at me, and I smiled at them cordially. They returned the expression, but as I passed by one whispered something to her friend, who broke out into a giggle.
My good mood evaporated, and the second woman said something back to her companion, who laughed, covering her mouth and looking directly at me. I turned toward one of the displays, hearing another peal of laughter behind me. I looked over my shoulder, where the taller of the two women was holding up a skimpy, green bra and panty combination, as if measuring it against my body, while her friend covered her mouth to muffle her laughter.
Sandy arrived back at my side as tears began to burn in my eyes. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” I tried to keep the emotion out of my voice, but I failed, and Sandy followed my eyes as they flicked to the two mean girls nearby.
She turned to the two women, who looked at her and snickered, although their expressions faltered a little as my lover’s gaze hardened.
“Can I help you? You have something to say?”
“Just that your friend might be confused. I don’t think they have anything in her… size.” She gave me a mean look over as she said it, lowering her voice. “I mean, since, y’know, no one wants to see that.”
Sandy took a step forward, and I grabbed at her hand. “Sweetheart, don’t”
“Actually, we carry plus sizes in almost everything you see, and what we don’t have in stock, we can order.” I hadn’t even noticed the salesgirl approach. She smiled at the two other women. It was a cold, forced politeness, like the smile the arrogant French hotel manager gives the annoying American guest he can’t stand. “Did you need any additional help, or were you finished?” She put the slightest, menacing emphasis on the word ‘finished’.
They didn’t respond, so she took a step forward. “I’m not sure you saw, but there’s a sign on the door. Harassment is not tolerated in this establishment. So, you can follow me up to the register and make your purchases, and then you can leave.”
“Fine.” The taller girl turned to her friend. “Let’s go.”
“But, Bee, I really want this.” The second young woman held up the skimpy outfit.
The salesgirl indicated towards her counter. “Good. Follow me?”
They did so, but not without a last dirty look.
I wiped a tear from my eye. “Why are people like that?”
Sandy shook her head before pulling me into a hug. “I don’t know, baby.”