Sex Shop Salvation (fm:group, 10222 words)

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The king-sized hotel bed was scattered with the clothing that she had carefully put together for the first of what was to become regular monthly training / bitching sessions for her new job. Modest skirts, pants and tops for the day, sexy stepping out clothes for the night. The clothes that she had been wearing were crumpled on the floor around her. Her laptop, hair straightener and a folder of documents were fanned out across the table.

Now totally naked, Kim was keen on masturbating, but it seemed it was not to be. The extra cosmetics case, the one with the leopard print lining, was missing. Her standard case was there, full of cosmetics, but her other case, the one with her dildoes and vibrators, was absent.

After an horrendous flight, one in which it felt as though the arse had fallen out of the plane, Kim was looking for some relaxation beyond what the two gin and tonics had given her in the bar downstairs.

That flight, along with the uncertainties of what the next day's meeting would bring, was leaving Kim feeling a touch anxious, and she knew too well that one way to relieve that stressful feeling was to orgasm, preferably with a nice hard cock, but on a pinch, and all too often lately, with her favourite toys.

Kim searched through her handbag and pulled out her phone. A message from her ex-husband Steve flashed on the screen and she muttered "You can get fucked for now," under her breath. Being over 300 kilometres away from home allowed her even more freedom than her recent separation had brought. Knowing that she would spend far too long wondering what the message said, she opened it only to discover that, unsurprisingly, it was another of his drunk or stoned attempts at reconciliation.

She knew that replying would only result in the next phase, the abusive text calling her a slut and a whore for sleeping with his friend Jack, a man she fell for as she searched in lone desperation for the love and affection that Steve, thanks to his rising substance and alcohol use and subsequent violent outbursts, couldn't give.

They tried all manner of counselling, AA, church groups, detox centres, pretty much every form of treatment that was available in the town where they lived. The longest he ever lasted was three weeks but, he always, without fail, slipped back into the mire.

When Kath and Kim first met, they both immediately felt a connection. Kath was shagging Kim's brother David at the time, and although that relationship died, there's bloomed, and many would say, not for the better.

Steve had some justification in imagining that Kim wasn't being at all faithful. After meeting Kath, and being seduced by her during their first threesome, their reputation as being ‘Easy' was set. Kath and Kim played together with other women and men at parties, at home and in roadside conveniences. Kath and Kim were the epitome of loose and wanton women, enjoying the freedoms of youth and guilt-free pleasure.

Kim met Steve at one such party. It was at a toga party in Sydney at the end of a long road trip and Steve, high on whatever he could ingest, shared her with two of his friends in what turned out to be her last orgy. That was over seven years earlier and although Kath tried hard to influence her, Kim never faltered.

For seven long years Kim resisted the temptations of the flesh. She softly admonished Kath for her choices, ridiculed other women for being loose with their morals, all whilst masturbating furiously to hard core porn and fantasising about a past that she had enjoyed far too much.

That was until Jack of course. Jack was Steve's best-man and he, by his own admission, had fancied the petite brunette for years. One night, when Steve had become even more erratic and terrifying than ever before, she called Jack who immediately came over and took Steve away to sober up, and calm down.

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