Ashton finds an embarassing sex toy (Suspicion +30)

Ashton had one of her butt-plugs in his hand, a look of surprise on his face that only magnified when he saw her enter the room. He almost dropped it as he jumped back, only to hastily toss it inside her closet instead, his cheeks blushing furiously red.

“What are you doing?” She asked, blood draining from her face as she walked towards him. What had he seen? What was he doing? What - ?

“Sorry! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to snoop!” He raised his hands apologetically. “I only wanted to… To get a towel or s-some kleenex to, um… Wipe. Myself. So sorry!”

She walked up to him and he fell silent as she looked nervously at him, then glanced into her open closet. Inside, in plain view, were her sex toys. She had used them recently, and apparently forgot to close the box after, all he had to do was open the closet door, which she didn’t think he would do, and now... It was all there, her vibrators including a large magic wand, her dildos, her butt plugs, lube… But worst of it was a collar she had with a tag that read "cheating whore" in bold letters. A gift from one of her boyfriends, and one her husband loved seeing her in. But now Ashton had seen it!

They both gave each other a deer in the headlights look, blushing with mutual embarrassment and awkwardness before he attempted to break the silence.

“Ahh, there is nothing wrong with, umm… What you do with your private life is, ah…” He stammered.

“A lot of these were gag gifts over the years! From my friends!” She lied, cursing internally for having to improvise such a poor fabrication. “And why were you looking into my private stuff? Seriously!”

“I know! I shouldn’t have done it! I’m so, so sorry!” Replied Ashton, his shoulders and face all sagging in defeat. He didn’t look angry at her at least… But he glanced in the direction of her closet again, a flicker in his eyes, and the knot in her stomach tightened. He had seen something he shouldn’t have, and it was clear to her it still lingered in his mind.

“Hannah?” He asked, his voice tentative, soft. “I… If there is something that you want to tell me…?”

It was like her floor had disappeared under her feet. And in a single moment she imagined how this road would go. He would question her, she would tell him the truth: that she was a former hotwife, cheating on her husband with one man after another, and worst of all… She had loved cheating on her husband. And once he learned that about her… he would never trust her again. He would grow suspicious, she would never be able to redeem herself in his eyes, she would get needy and horny… And their relationship would die, like so many others. She would be alone again.

{if Love = True}”Ashton!” She felt her eyes growing damp and blinked the tears away furiously as she took a moment to calm herself. “Ashton, please… I love you! Isn’t that enough? Can we… Not go there? Please?” Her lip trembled at the last word and she gulped air and suppressed a sniffle before looking him in the eye. Pleading silently for him to not go that route… And doom their relationship.{endif}{if Denial = True}”Ashton? W-what are you talking about?” She was breathing hard now, terrified. “Th-that was… Just silly gifts. Stupid stuff? Please, don’t judge me just because of some… Stupid sex toys? That collar was just a… A dumb joke!” And her stomach dropped as she finished with, “I am not that kind of girl.”

It was a lie. She knew. But if she kept with him! If she stayed faithful, then the lie could become the truth! She could make it true, she knew she could!{endif}{if Manipulation = True}”You look into my stuff and then dare accuse me of… Of what? Lying to you?” She hissed, trying to mask her embarrassment with anger. If she turned it back on him, put him on the defensive… He wouldn’t have the guts to question her. “Is that it? Do you think I’m hiding anything from you?”

“No, no… Sorry for snooping… I mean! I didn’t want to, uhh…” He backpedaled, on the defensive. She pressed her advantage.

“These were silly gag gifts. From my old friends, which I kept.” She said, trying to strike a tone between angry and disappointed. “And that’s my private stuff! You had no right to go through it.”

“You’re absolutely correct!” He admitted. “I’m so sorry, I…” And the words died in his mouth as he looked at her, eyes **** for her approval, her forgiveness. It worked. His inklings of doubt had been buried under a mountain of guilt.{endif}

“Sorry! I… I won’t bring it up again!” He said, backing away from both her and the closet. He then glanced at the bathroom she had just exited from and then tried a conciliatory smile. “I’ll uh… Shower now. And! I also… Promise not to ever go through your stuff without permission. I’m sorry.”

And with one last apologetic nod he hurried to the bathroom and closed the door. She took a deep breath, and hoped that this was the last they would speak of the subject, and that hopefully he didn’t suspect her of anything. Well, it was too late to take anything back. So as she heard the shower being turned on, she took off her towel and, after drying her hair a bit more, began looking for something comfortable to wear. She also glared at the box of sex toys before quickly putting the lid back on. This was truly the last thing she needed to deal with tonight!