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Souys aren’t into toys Dildos--with their bells and whistles--can be inti But not to me I think of them as tools of the trade Power tools, to be exact, and there’s no sha them Even a master carpenter wouldn’t try to build a house without a handsaw and ha out of her purse She reaches in and pulls out a short, velvet-tipped riding crop

And my cock comes alive like Frankenstein’s monster

For all you ladies out there? Take notes Sex toys are the ultiift Fun for the whole faift that keeps on giving

She hands it toroom when you…you knoith your hand?"

My voice is breathless "Yeah"

Of course I re at her, but deep down, Kate is a total cock tease She likes to push e--seearound braless in a barely-there tank top and underwear At one point, she sat onshe didn’t have time to finish what she’d started because she had work to do

And I lost it I pulled her back, threw her across hs and spanked her

Like the naughty girl she was Wasn’t anything to write The Story of O about--just a few short slaps to the ass But it was fun

Kate smiles shyly "I liked it"

Oh, baby--she wasn’t the only one

Kate reaches back into the bag from heaven And pulls out a small silver cylinder

It’s a vibrator It almost looks like one of those practical-joke electric buzzer things we all had ere kids She hands it over

"It’s called a--"

"Bullet," I finish for her "Yeah, I know" I stare at it And i on the brink of insanity and begging to coh, but worshipful "You are the irlfriend ever"

I wrapand slow and appreciative

Kate pulls back and s I saved the best for last"

She slides the belt of her coat slowly frorips the lapels with both hands Then, in one fluid motion, she drops the jacket to the floor

And I alerie is thelacey and expensive and expect us guys to be drooling into our frigging laps But it doesn’t really work that way

At Christe under the tree with your na paper you’re looking forward to It’s the present inside Lingerie works the same way It’s nice--but naked is always better

Except for this

This is the wet dream of every man born after 1975

It’s the elite of eroticism

The ultimate fantasy

Oh yeah--it’s the Princess Leia bikini

My mouth drops open "Oh…my…motherfuck"

Kate spins slowly Proudly "Do you like it? It’s crotchless"

I’m speechless

Seriously I have no words I’m pretty sure every ounce of blood in h left in"If you proood…I’ll let you chain me up like Jabba did to Leia"

I break out of ainstis you won’t be able to walk tomorrow"

I pick her up and throw her over hs And I walk down the hallway, passing by my tray of prepared snacks

Because, really--who the hell needs food?

I slide Kate offher sweet little ass on the way down I turn her around so her back’s tocrop halfway and let it fly

Snap

It lands on the exposed skin of her ass cheek, and she lurches forith a squeal Then she giggles "Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea With great power coreat responsibility, Batman"

I take my pants and boxers off in record ti every responsibility I have, again and again and again for goodbed"

She does--on all fours Her hair falls over one shoulder, and her eyes are on

I feel like a goddamn kid in a candy store

The only question is: Where to start first? It’s always a fabulous conundru of attention Hell, even the backs of her knees are sexy

I slide the velvet tip of the crop across her chest, between her breasts, and down her stos

And rub

The beauty with this kind of tool is that the nerve endings rush to wherever it touches, uitar string just dying to get plucked