The Man in the Box

Exasperated with the men in her life, Sarah turns to the internet to procure the next best thing, her very own man in a box - a sex toy!
However when the delivery arrives she finds she has been given the wrong item, a chair that she has no use for, and the company policy is strictly no refunds. Adding to her irritation, they insist that she has received the correct item and will be 100% satisfied. Sarah doesn't know it yet, but her life is about to take a crazy turn and she will find herself tempted, teased and on the wild and sexy adventure of a lifetime!

***WARNING***This 8000 word story contains ADULT THEMES and GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT.

EXCERPT:
“Maybe we don’t need men,” Sarah suggested, thinking of her dream. She glanced at the chair in the corner. It had been better than any vibrator she’d ever heard of. If she had dreams like that every time she slept naked in that chair, she’d sleep naked in it every night.
“Joanie, do me a favor,” she suggested. “Take off the cushion of that chair and tell me what you think.”
Joanie looked at her, puzzled. Slowly, she pushed her coffee cup away and stood to cross the room. She stood before the chair, bent, and tugged at the cushion. It didn’t budge.
“Sarah, I hate to tell you, but this cushion doesn’t come off.”
Sarah frowned. “Yes, it does, I took it off yesterday to dust.”
Now Joanie really looked at her oddly. “You couldn’t have. It doesn’t come off.” She tugged at the cushion so hard that the entire chair lifted an inch from the floor.
Sarah nearly ran across the room to check for herself. She tugged, but the cushion didn’t budge.
She paled. Joanie was right.
Was she losing her mind?