Maddy, on her first day on the job, had escaped to the toilet in a hasty panic. Locking the door, she put the toilet seat down and sat there with her head between her legs taking deep breaths.
She thought this would be easy, who was she kidding? She cursed inwardly at herself. Sure enough applying was fun, and discussing it with her close friends and smiling as they talked about their typical 9 to 5 jobs made it sound all the more exciting, but this wasn't easy at all, this was damn right embarrassing!
Even the interview was easy, it was based on her background knowledge of the products, and believe me, she had that! She felt quite proud answering the questions, elaborating on technique. It just seemed so perfect at the time. But she knew it wouldn't work when she hit a fluster the moment she stepped out of her car, carrying the box of merchandise up the drive toward the house.
With a sigh she stood reaching for the cold tap and bent over the basin to splash her face with water. Lifting her head, she looked into the mirror directly above and watched as the cool water run the length of her flush cheeks. “Shit - get your act together!” she hissed under her breath at her reflection, which was only making her feel worse. She'd worn a low cut red top, that allowed eye's to wonder downward whilst she spoke, and now she wished she'd chosen something a little more cosmopolitan.
“Maddy?” a woman’s voice came from the other side of the bathroom door, a gentle knock following “Maddy, everything OK?” she spoke again.
Maddy turned the tap off and reached for the hand towel on her right, “yes, just give me a minute” she called out before putting her face dry. She quickly made sure the towel looked as it had before, folded on the rail, and then looked back in the mirror. She ruffled her fringe with her fingers and posed left then right – all signs of her fluster gone, it was time to face the music.
Stepping out was the easy part, it was stepping in, into the living room full of women that would test her nerves. It wasn’t just any women either. No, this was a room full of rowdy lesbians making a party out of it, all of them waiting to get their hands on the latest vibrators!
Maddy had never expected it, probably should have, but didn’t and so it came as quite a shock to see the female couples discussing the products together! ‘Which would you like, this or this?’ one woman asked the other. ‘I like the purple one!’ she replied quite innocently. Maddy had frozen, with the sex toy drooping in her hand by her side. But amongst all the couples, was one woman who caught her attention. She was a small brunette who sat alone in the corner, reading through the catalogue and marking down anything of interest with a red marker.
“Maddy, would you like a drink?”
Maddy looked to her left where the voice had come from, the same voice that had come from the other side of the bathroom door just minutes ago. There in the kitchen stood a petit woman with long brown hair, smiling, watching, - waiting for her answer. It was the same woman who’d caught her eye earlier, the one who’d been sitting alone.
“Err, yes, if you don’t mind, that would work a treat” she nodded and took a few steps into the kitchen, enabling her to study the woman better. She proved to be quite attractive; she had a button nose, full cheeks with a strong jaw line and stunning brown eyes. She hadn’t struck Maddy as the type - she didn’t look like a lesbian!
The woman opened a cupboard and reached for a glass “Tell me if I am wrong, but I get the feeling that you’re not use to this, us I mean” she said, managing to catch Maddy’s eye as she looked over her shoulder to speak to her.
Maddy kept their eye’s locked for a second, but didn’t speak, dared not to in fear of offending the woman.
“It’s ok, you don’t have to lie to me” the woman’s warm tone eased her andIt wasn’t as direct as she’d imagined those words to sound, it sounded blunt and considerate, all at the same time.
“Sorry, I’m a bit nervous” she said simply and moved in closer, meeting the woman at the other side of the centre table.
She passed her a glass of red wine and nodded “No need to be, we’re not as scary as we look.” she said looking up sharply and smiling.
Maddy took a sip, accidentally slurping and apologising with a look of surprise. Swallowing she nodded “I know, its…” she paused and searched the room for the words.
“Intimidating?” the woman finished for her.
“Yes, exactly!” She exclaimed her reply. “That and selling…” Maddy paused again; the words just didn’t want to leave her mouth.
“Sex toys?” the woman reminded her.
Maddy looked at her shyly “Yes, sex toys.”
The woman put her hand out across the table “I’m Lena.” she said proudly.
“That’s pretty” Maddy said taking her hand and shaking it gently in hers “I’m Madeline, or Maddy.”
“Yes I know, your name is on your sticker!” Lena said with a chuckle and escaped her amusement by taking a large sip from her wine glass.
Maddy had forgotten about the sticker, she had thought it silly and fingered it off of her chest, her face red with embarrassment. “I was advised to do that” Maddy defended and stuck the sticker on the table in front of her.
Lena moved around the table to stand opposite her “Right! So, can I ask you a question?” she asked confidently with her elbow on the table and her head rested in her hand.
“You can ask, doesn’t mean I have to answer, does it.” Maddy surprised Lena with a spat of confidence and smiling, took another sip.
Lena winced “Ok, then there’s no harm in me asking. How do you know so much about them?”
“Them?”
“Vibrators!”
Maddy could’ve chocked on her drink hearing Lena slur the word on her tongue, but instead managed to swallow and contain herself. With one hand holding the side of the table she edged closer and looking straight into those deep brown eyes she said “Training?”
Their eye’s stay connected as Lena, who had reached the bottom of her glass, drank the last mouthful and placed it aside. “I think I need some training” she said huskily.
Maddy could not help it, those eyes had begged her to play, and she did just that. She took another step forward putting them only a few inches apart. “Really?” she asked wryly "Anything particular?" she added with a smirk and watched those brown eye's fall forward.
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