MMB: The Great Art Gallery Robbery

The Great Art Gallery Robbery

Teaser

“TURN IT OFF! JERRY, TURN IT OFF!” Mandy said as the butterfly vibrator went into maximum vibration mode, sending jolt after jolt of pleasure to her clit.

Chapter One – “I Quit!”

Jerry and Mandy had known each other ever since college. At that time, they had shared an apartment together to split their expenses. But their relationship had always been platonic.

After college, it just seemed financially convenient to continue to share the apartment while they both worked various jobs trying to pay off their considerable student loan debts.

Despite the fact that they had been living together for five years even after they had already graduated, their relationship remained platonic—close but just good friends.

Each had dated other people, never seeming to find anyone they liked enough for more than a one-night stand. Neither wanted to jeopardize their friendship by becoming intimate… not that either one had not thought about it.

Mandy, whose face was average in appearance, had long blonde hair, a very shapely ass and nice firm breasts that would have made a Playboy Bunny envious. They definitely got Jerry’s attention whenever she was not wearing a bra, which was usually most of the time she was not working.

Jerry had a slightly better than average face, but the average body of a man who worked in an office all the time and never seemed to have enough time to work out. He was not overweight, he was just too unremarkable in any way except one: he had the most beautiful brown eyes. So beautiful, that when a woman noticed them, she became lost in them.

They had both come to value the other’s friendship too much to jeopardize it. Each was afraid that if they became intimate, it would be the end of their friendship.

As time progressed, both Jerry and Mandy were silently aware that it was becoming increasingly difficult to restrain their ever-growing attraction to the other.

One day, after an especially bad day at work, Jerry walked into the apartment and flopped down on his favorite chair. His face was fuming with anger. Mandy, who had the day off from her job as a software programmer for a local bank, was sitting on the couch reading a book. She looked up at him worried, as she had never seen the usually calm Jerry this angry before and asked, “What’s the matter, Jerry?”

“Those sons-of-a-bitch are outsourcing the Database Team, and after that the Desktop Support Team. It won’t be long before someone figures out how to outsource Network Administration.” Being a well-paid Network Administrator, the last part was sure to leave Jerry without a job.

She thought about it for a minute and then, putting down the book she had been reading, said to him, “Look Jerry, why don’t we go into business together? I’m tired of working for other people and watching them get rich off of my hard work. I’ll bet we’ve got enough money between the two of us. What do you think?”

They had both been saving their money for the last five years since they had finished college. Both of them had finished paying off the student loan debts about two years ago and each had been banking every spare penny they made in anticipation of settling down someday.

He thought about it for a couple of seconds, then said, “Sure, why not!”

Between the two of them, they had accumulated quite a sum of money. And so, for a couple of weeks, each independently searched the Internet, looking for a business model that they could both afford but would have a good chance of succeeding at.

Finally, one afternoon, they sat down together to discuss what they had discovered.

They looked at each other hesitantly. Then, almost in unison they both said, “Let’s go into the sex toy business.” Then they each laughed.

They were both pleasantly surprised and happy that neither was shocked at the other’s idea. But after all, how could they be? They both had the same idea. And so they decided to become entrepreneurs in the sex toy business.

Chapter Two – “Stocking The Store”

They spent the next two months occupied with the tasks of finding a store to rent, buying advertisements, setting up a website, and ordering stock, plus a myriad of other tasks that starting a new business requires.

It was a Friday night and they were working late unpacking, stocking and placing on displays a huge selection of assorted dildos, vibrators, adult DVD’s and other items too numerous to mention. While neither said anything to the other, they were each intrigued by the sheer variety and potential uses for the erotic merchandise they were handling. Being surrounded by all that erotic material only served to remind them that it had been quite some time since either of them had shared the intimacy of another person. And so, as the night progressed, they were both becoming very horny.

Jerry had just finished stocking one of the DVD racks and was hoping Mandy would not notice the erection he had been sporting for the past several hours. He heard a truck pull up in the alley leading to the back door of their store. He turned to Mandy and said, “Nobody delivers this late.”

Mandy turned to him and said, “Maybe it’s the garbage pickup, they run about this time don’t they?”

“Damn, you’re right! I completely forgot. Help me get these empty boxes out back before they pull off, or the damn things will be in our way all weekend, will you?” he exclaimed.

She put down a rabbit vibrator, grabbed a hand full of the flattened boxes, and followed him into the back of the store.

When they got there, they did not find a garbage truck as they had expected.