We all have a random embarrassing situation or story with &/or about our sex toy(s).

Some time back I’m visiting one of my friends, she has a toddler, I can’t recall his age. Those with a toddler know that they have an uncanny ability to lull you into a false sense of security, perform a disappearing act and in 30 seconds create a level of havoc that seasoned mastermind criminals take years to plan.

Enter my friend’s toddler, who disappeared for 30 seconds and was found using her favourite top draw item as a teething ring! Needless to say, the chew toy was given to the dog to chew on as a joke to give the neighbours something else to talk about!

Fast forward a few years, we are all a little more responsible now, or are we! We work, have kids, juggle those with divorce, new relationship(s) and our social lives. We are all so busy we now can see the value and time saving efficiency in having a cleaner…. Can you see where this is heading!

I meet my friend out and she tells me that she came home to a clean house, and how nice that is. I politely agree. Until she enters her bedroom and sees the bed made and all the top draw items packed away! The horror!

I myself have had a somewhat similar experience but with the house removalist…. Who was not exactly a paid removalist but a male co-worker. I still hang my head and blush.

What’s your dildo story?