Adult Material Ahead.... WhooooHooooo

Ok so I mentioned my husbands forehead hickeys in the prior post. Well lets tell the story.
See I have the worlds best hair dresser(we will call her LB), and if you live in the southern NH area let me know and I will give you her location. But anyways, during one of my appointments, she invited me to her house for a sex-toy party. Of course I said YES!! My husband came in a little later and she invited him to. He was a little leary, but she promised there would be other guys there. So not one to pass up a party or sex toys, he agreed to go with me.
Next scene, the party...
Well we arrive, and here is what we see...

1. Lots of food
2. Lots of margaritas
3. Lots of Jello shots
4. Lots of women
5. NO men

LB informs us that the other guys had backed out, and she did not want to tell Paul because she was afraid he would back out to. No biggie we were here and ready to party.

We sit down and the hostess starts holding up some items... Anal eze, cherry flavored no less, my husband shoots me a look of panic. I smile at him and hand him a cookie. Next come out the anal beads, 2 sizes, and they have a nice ring at the end so they do not get lost. Ok now Paul looks at me and asks "Can I get drunk now?" I look around at the room filled with women playing with anal eze and beads, and look of terror on Pauls face, all I can do is laugh and say, "yes". With that the jello shot marathon begins.

LB and Paul start doing shots of what ever, and chasing them down with Jello shots. Paul eats a cracker and chases it with a jello shot, cookie, jello shot, chip, jello shot, another jello shot, carrot, jello shot, jello shot, jello shot, celery, jello shot.... This goes on as the party goes on and sex toys are being passed around.

LB gets her hands on a whip made out of that koosh ball material, and starts whipping my husband. He likes it.

All the lotions are done being passed around, and out come the vibrating toys, bullets, dual bullets, the butterfly (which Paul puts on his head). The double dong with attached anal beads, some more jello shots.

Now out comes the penis pump, which Paul proudly sticks to his forehead, and swings it around. Everyone laughs. The penis pump is followed by the vibrating clit sucker. Now let me explain for those of you who do not know what this is. It is a little football shaped suction cup attached to a vibrating bullet, and a squeezie thing that you pump to make suction. Paul gets this and it to immediately gets stuck to his forehead. Now hes toasted and the vibration feels good. So he keeps squeezing the suction ball so it will stay on. When he finally is done, and removes it from his forehead, what is left is this perfect football shaped 1" hickey smack dab in the middle of his forehead. Of course I do what any good wife would do, and start laughing and pointing. So every one starts laughing, Paul gets up, looks in the mirror and says "I am so going to hate that in the morning." Sits back down and does another jello shot.

Now out come the vibrators, the cool ones with all kinds of lights and dolphins and bunny ears. Paul grabs one takes one look at all the pretty flashing lights, and in his best Cpt. James T. Kirk voice says, "Stand back Spock, I'm going in".

So now comes the time where you go into a room with the hostess and place your order. Paul comes in with me and says buy what ever you want. Then turns to leave but first a DVD catches his eye. Actually the giant breasts of Jenna Jameson on the cover catch his eye. He leaves, I buy some flavored stuff, a few toys, and the DVD for him, after all he deserved it. It all gets put in my brown paper bag and I walk out. Paul grabs the bag and looks in to see what I bought. After pulling most of it out and showing everyone (defeats the purpose of the brown paper bag) he sees the DVD. Asks LB if she has a DVD player, she says yes, I say no, he says its time to go home and play with our new stuff. OK.

The car ride home....

Filled with him hanging on me, telling me how much he loves me. How lucky he is to have me...blah blah blah

We get home and he collapses on the couch and passes out. The snoring that came out of that boy. Uggggg I left him there and went to bed. A few hours later I hear him stumbling down the hall and into the bathroom. He then found his way back to bed, and passed out again.

He woke up the next morning and looked at all the stuff I bought like he had never seen it before.

So that is the story of his first hickey. Hickey #2 will have to wait.