"Condom Key Needed!"

Tonight I had to make a run to the drugstore when I am standing in the aisle and the shelves of condoms caught my eye. I sat there and started to laugh hysterical. Tears started to roll down my face. People in the store had to think I was losing it but let me explain.

When I was meeting Mr. Prize, I got to the area before he did. I had decided to stop in the drugstore to pick up a few things I needed (and fill my time because I was so nervous). I called him to see if he needed anything. He said he would meet me there because he needed to pick up condoms. I was in the store already and didn't want to waste time...I'll pick them up I said.

Where I live, the condoms are freely displayed on a shelf. In this store, they were locked behind in a counter shelf. So which do I choose? Frankly, I know nothing about condoms. Oh I use them ALWAYS but I never gave them much attention. And here, I could only look at the box to make my selection. Ribbed, sensitive, lubbed (I don't need lubbed--I get extra wet). So what do you choose?

Damn, I had to go to the Pharmacy area and ask them to unlock the shelf so I could get to the condoms. It was hard enough to ask, expecially with a line of people behind me but I did it. Quietly I whispered..is it possible to get a box of condoms? The woman answered...no problem, one second.

Now she gets on the damn loud speaker and screams..."I need the condom case key. Please bring the condom case key to the pharmacy". I almost DIED. I wanted to crawl under a rock. Nothing like a little discretion in this world. Now the entire pharmacy line knew what I wanted.

Of course, the young pimply kid they gave the key to was probably in the back jerking off because they had to make the announcement three more times. At this point, I wanted to jump on the counter and scream...."YES!! IT'S ME!! I WANT DAMN CONDOMS!! I AM PROUD! I AM PROUD THAT I AM BEING RESPONSIBLE BEFORE FUCKING"

So finally the young kid shows up.....red, mortified and giggling inside--I had called my girlfriend. Which damn box do I choose? She's laughing so hard she couldn't even answer. Under pressure, I chose the ribbed ones (not sure what I was in for so I figured an extra ribbin can't hurt)! I felt this kid was staring at me (I couldn't even check if the kid had any reaction on his face)--probably ew!! she's over 25 and doing it!!

So that was my story that came rushing back to me tonight as I looked at the shelf filled with condoms. I felt like I had AFFAIR written on my head.

But I do wonder, is there any condom better than another? Sensitive, ribbed, lubed, the LOVE brand, the flavored brand. Just curious......I didn't know if there was one that was better than the rest.

Have a great day and I think we all should have at least one orgasm tomorrow!!