To say I was a little sexually frustrated was the understatement of the year. I had just broken up with my cheating boyfriend after catching him for a second time with another woman.

With no current prospects on my radar to fulfill my growing needs, I fell into a daily routine of self-pleasure. For a while, this was enough. Masturbating took the edge off, but I needed more. I had never introduced any toys into my routines before, but as each day went by, the urge to try something new increased. By the end of the week, my mind was made up.

A new adult store had recently opened a few miles away from my house. I pulled into the parking lot late in the evening on Friday night after work.

"Shit," I thought to myself. "I hope they are still open."

I was ready for a new experience tonight, having worked myself up all week with my wicked thoughts of adding a few new toys to my repertoire. I did not want to put this off until tomorrow.

Entering the door just before the eight o'clock closing time shown on the door, a bell rang as I stepped inside. A cute young woman looked up at me from behind the cash register. Like me, she must have been in her early twenties. Her straight red hair hung to just below her shoulders, and she had a gold nose piercing that shined from the lights in the store. Her bare arms sported several colorful tattoos.

"We are just about to close, love," she said with a smile.

"Damn," I said, maybe just a little too loudly. "I was hoping to get a new toy to use this weekend."

The woman paused, looking me over from head to toe. "If you want, you can look around for a bit while I lock up the shop and finish closing my books for the day. I can then help you pick out exactly what you need to spice up the weekend. Will that work for you?"

"Oh, that would be perfect. Thanks so much for staying open a little late for me," I said excitedly.

"No problem, love. I'll be right with you," she replied with a beautiful smile.

I started to look around. There were dildos of all sizes, as well as vibrators and anal plugs on nearby shelves. Overwhelmed with all the selections, I did not know where to start.

I wandered up and down the aisles, picking up a few dildos as I looked. I had an impressive eight-inch black monster in my hand when the store manager came up behind me.

"That's one of our best sellers," she said with a giggle. "We call him the Terminator, as he always gets the job done."

I turned to face her, my face flushed with embarrassment. She was even cuter up close. Her red hair framed her beautiful face. She was wearing a red t-shirt dress with black nylons and black ankle boots. Her perfectly shaped breasts, obviously braless, strained the front of her bodice; her nipples, proud and pointed, showed clearly through the material.

I had never been attracted to another woman like this before. Maybe it was just my aroused state caused by my recent lack of sex and the excitement of picking out a new toy that was driving it. Whatever it was, I was really enjoying her company.

"By the way, my name is Nicole. My friends call me Nicci," she said as she offered her hand in greeting.

Moving the Terminator into my left hand, I offered her my right in response. "Hi, Nicci, my name is Tracy. Very glad to meet you. Thanks again for staying late to help me," I replied. We stood looking at each other for a few moments, our hands still clasped together.

"So, what are you looking for, Tracy?"

"I'm not sure, Nicci. I have never purchased a sex toy before. I recently broke up with my boyfriend and have been a little lonely lately, if you get my drift."

I was not sure why I was going into such personal detail with someone I had just met, but Nicci just nodded and smiled at me. Damn, she was beautiful.

"Well, let's put the Terminator down for now and get something a little more beginner-level to get you through those lonely nights."

She took my hand and led me over to the aisle containing the vibrators. Scanning the shelf, she found what she was looking for. The package showed a picture with a smaller-sized pink cylindrical tube. It had a tapered end on one side and what looked like a rotating grip on the other.

"I call this one Momma's Little Helper, but for today we'll rename it Tracy's Little Helper."

She handed it to me, and I looked it over, confusion clouding my eyes.

"I have never used anything like this before. I wouldn't even know where to start," I replied quietly.

"Here, let me show you how it works," Nicci said, with a smile.

She opened the package and inserted the included batteries. She then turned the dial on the base, and it started to buzz and vibrate.

"If you turn the knob here, you can adjust the intensity," she demonstrated for me as she turned the setting up and down while holding it in front of her. A wicked smile appeared on her face as she looked, what felt like, directly into my soul.

"Would you like to give it a test drive, love?" she asked with a wink.

"I don't know," I replied, my face turning red with embarrassment.

"Don't be shy, Tracy. There is a first time for everything," she whispered in my ear as she stepped closer, placing her hand on the small of my back.

Nicci brought the vibrator up and placed it against my left breast, slowly swirling it around my hardening nipple. I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan, enjoying the sensation of the vibration against my swollen nub. She moved it to the other breast and gave my right nipple the same attention.

"That's it, Tracy. Just go with it," she whispered.

Nicci slowly traced the vibrator down my stomach. The sensation was overwhelming. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. She reached around me, grabbing onto my waist and pulling me right up against her. Kissing my neck, she continued the downward trajectory of the vibrator over the front of my skirt and between my legs. I melted into her, moaning, as the toy buzzed over my clit.

"You like this, don't you, Tracy?" Nicci whispered to me as she nibbled on my earlobe.

"Fuck, yes. Please don't stop."

Nicki reached down with her other hand and slowly started to lift my skirt, exposing my pink satin panties. Wasting no time, she slid the toy over the top of my panties and then between my legs. I shuddered again as Nicci slid it across my slit and then up to my clit.

I turned my head to face her. Our mouths crashed together in a passionate kiss, her tongue dueling with mine. I had never been with another woman before, and here I was making out with one I had just met as she used a vibrator on my most private areas.

Nicki broke our kiss and whispered in my ear, "Go ahead and let go, Tracy. Cum for me right here in the store."

That was all it took. My body seized as my climax struck. I slumped against Nicci as my body shuddered with wave after wave of intense pleasure. She kept the toy pressed hard against my clit as we rode out my orgasm together.

When I was finally able to recover, I turned to Nicci and kissed her again on those beautiful lips, her tongue finding mine as she returned the kiss with a passion I had never experienced with any man.

Pulling away, I looked deeply into her eyes.

"Thank you for that," I said quietly, smiling. "I think I will go ahead and purchase that vibrator for myself."

Nicci returned my smile. "That's a good idea. You will enjoy getting to know Tracy's Little Helper intimately over the weeks ahead."

A wicked smile played across her face. "You know what else might be fun? I think you should come over to my house this evening so I can show you some of my other favorite toys."