A young woman answered. She was wearing a gray business dress with jacket. Her hair was tied back and her green eyes seemed to flick over him, measuri...g, weighing him. She was slightly taller, even without the heels she was wearing. The impression he got from her was that of a stern demanding woman, though her frame was small and petite. Giving him a menacing look she said, "Your not a Jehovah's Witness are you?" Oh, no ma'am!" Are you selling anything?" No, no, ma'am," he stuttered, completely. .. and that's after he got married.This all came to a head several weeks ago when he told me that he wanted to do something special for Jenna for their anniversary. I gave him the straight dope on some soft handcuffs and some rope from my collection, showed him how to tie a few knots and loaned him a little egg vibrator with a remote control. Stuff with a little bit of a kink for the vanilla couple ... and really, much more vanilla than my standard schtick, but he's my best friend and the man. My mind so engaged in their sex too. My orgasm was a virtual body binder, everything got sensitive at once, my clitty pulsed, my thighs quivered, my chest heaved, my mind seared the pleasure, both theirs and mine in the instance.I barely had time to realise the sod didn’t have a condom on, and yet this place was run with the intention of getting everyone to practice safe sex. Yeah I realised safe sex was as usual left to us girls. And I just hoped the receptionist was on the pill.As the girl. She handed me the money and the tights. Red faced and slightly embarrassed, I left the shop. Wow my first pair of tights, my very own tights, I could wait to try them on. From that day on I would wear a pair of tights underneath my trousers whenever I could, especially on my paper round on those cold frosty mornings. When I was 16, I was very keen in learning how to drive, I remembered a family friend had offered to teach me. He’d never married or had a lady friend.