Jun 242010
 

Costco is a kink that Harold and I share. We go once or twice a week. We’ve been known to make out in the middle of aisles with annoyed people squeezing past on either side. We have fantasies about fucking there – two stories up, on top of pallets of coffee or canned peaches, while clueless suburbanites consult their shopping lists. Costco is kinky!

Seriously. You try buying Costco quantities of Fleet enemas. Just smile at the checker and casually explain that they’re party favors. It’s highly entertaining. Or even better, turn to your partner and loudly ask if you’ve gotten enough batteries. You know the vibrators go through them so quickly!

My tool box

My tool box!

Actually it’s the simple excess of Costco that turns me on. I like being organized and prepared. I like having my pantry well stocked. It really is a fetish kind of thing. I get wet.

Last night’s Costco run got me especially excited. I bought a tool box. For all of my kinky stuff. Squee!!! I had to put all of my tools in it and make it mine. I’m very happy with it! I took a blurry picture with my phone but I’m so excited, I just have to share…