After a few more customers who didn’t pay with sex, foot traffic in the store started to go down. It was now 9:30, and until around 11:30, there wouldn’t be that many clients.
At 10 am, the day’s delivery truck came, and I helped move the boxes before restocking the shelves. Once this was done, there wasn’t much else to do, except taking care of the few clients that came at random times. It was mostly students skipping school, people on a short break from their work, on vacation, retirees, or househusbands and housewives.
Speaking of housewives, one of this shop’s most regular clients made her way in at around 11 am. It seemed that her habit hadn’t changed even in this different world. I knew her well. Her name was Elodie, a cheerful married woman who lived in the same apartment building as me. For some reason, she liked shopping here instead of going to a larger supermarket.
She smiled at me as she entered.
“Hi, Oliver.”
“Hello, Elodie.”
After a short greeting, she moved around the shelves, a basket in hand, filling it with diverse food. Just as always, I observed her voluptuous figure, with plenty of forms in all the right places, accentuated by her long brown hair and blue eyes.
Once she was done, she came to the register, and I scanned her loot.
“That’ll be $23.40. Will you pay by cash, card, or sex?”
“Why do you ask? I’ll pay with the usual.”
“Oh…”
She smiled at me while I stared at her. We stayed like this for a few long moments.
‘No, don’t just grin at me! Tell me what the usual is!’
Eventually, she was the one to break the silence first.
“Aren’t you going to take your dick out?”
‘Holy peanuts! Is that for real? No idea what the usual is, but if it involves my cock, then I’m in!’
I tapped on the sex payment option on the electronic register and read the recommended choices for that amount of money. Handjob. Blowjob. Breast job. Sex. Since this was my shift, the machine gave male-related options.
‘Whoa. That escalated quickly!’
Excited like the virgin without experience that I was, I responded to Elodie while opening my fly at full speed.
“Ah, yes, of course.”
My penis, already hard due to anticipating whatever would happen, sprang out of my pants. Elodie came behind the counter and squatted in front of me. She tapped on her left shoulder while I did the same.
She then took my rod in hand, making me shiver. To think the housewife I had fantasized about for a long time every day was now touching my tool like it was nothing. The experience was surreal.
“As big as always. You’re even already hard today. Were you looking forward to this?”
“Ah… Yes…”
I tried my best not to tremble as her soft hands ran over my length in a very used manner. Her remark made me remember something about this world.
One of the most painful aspects of the numbness issue, and why people were so distressed by it, was that it didn’t eliminate mental arousal. As far as I read, this part was the same as in my world, except maybe the fact that sex was a lot more mundane since it was used as payment. In other words, people were aroused in their minds but had trouble releasing those impulses since they physically had a hard time getting off. That was one of the main reasons why the stimulation recording online shop was so popular.
Elodie grinned again, and after playing with my shaft a little more, she started to kiss it. This time, I couldn’t help shivering, which intrigued her. Yet, she didn’t stop what she was doing. On the contrary, soon enough, she opened her mouth wide and engulfed my dick into her mouth.
‘Damn! I’m getting blown by a married woman!’
In this world, paying with basic sexual acts wasn’t considered cheating, which made it even more incredible. Everything that was happening here was perfectly legal, perfectly normal, with the approval of both society and her husband. She was just paying for her groceries, after all!
With sex being so common, moral standards from my words didn’t apply anymore, and it would be wrong to expect them to do so. It might seem strange initially, but upon reflection, it was just a natural evolution. Another good example was slavery. There was a time when it was something normal and a matter of fact. Now, society has evolved to consider it a terrible crime. Sex had just gone through a similar evolution in this world.
I moaned a bit to experience the first blowjob of my life, which made her raise an eyebrow again. Maybe she found it interesting because she quickly moved on, bobbing her head my cock like a pro. But that wasn’t all. Her tongue soon entered the dance, running wild over my glans, procuring me pleasure like masturbation never had been able to.
It had barely been a minute before I already felt like I would reach my limit. I didn’t want to humiliate myself by coming like a premature ejaculator virgin, and tried to hold myself back as much as possible.
‘No good, it feels too awesome!’
My cock began twitching in her mouth, ready to go. However, right at this time, our respective SRs beeped together, signaling the end of the transaction.
Elodie was startled, her eyes wide, and she removed herself from my penis with a lewd suckling noise, to my great regret.
“Phew… Haah… Haah… What’s going on, Oliver? Why did it end already? Is it a bug?”
I checked the screen and could see that the transaction was successful.
“No. It worked correctly.”
“Huh? Really? That’s weird. Ah, but somehow, it felt better than usual. And you reacted a lot, too.”
“Well, um, it seems I became a lot more sensitive since this weekend.”
She now looked shocked.
“What? Is that even possible? Is it a temporary thing?”
“I’m not sure.”
“Hmm… Wait, at the end, your dick was pulsating a lot. Could it be that you were ready to ejaculate?”
Her straightforward question put me in a bind. I didn’t want to appear like a virgin with zero experience, but I also wasn’t certain that denying it was the right choice. Since I wasn’t sure of anything, I decided to go with the truth this time.
“Well… Yes.”
Her eyes lit up, and she stood up in a hurry.
“This is an amazing opportunity! Orgasms are worth so much! Wait here for a moment!”
She ran back to the shelves with her now-empty basket, filling it with more stuff.