Cassidy (Alternate)

Who better than the object of his sexual fantasies since he knew what sexual fantasies were? Joey quickly scrawled her name down on the toy and stuffed it carefully in his pocket. He ran down the stairs after washing his hands.

He sat opposite Cassidy to watch her when he teased her without being suspected. Lucky for him, she was at one end of the table so he could sit at the other end without being too close to his mom, who was always catching him doing stuff he shouldn't. Speaking of her, she had placed her wine on his right side, with Isabelle on the other side. He could catch Isabelle sneaking glances at him. Maybe she suspected him of something. She always seemed to be watching when he did something bad even if his mom failed to catch him.

"What now, Isabelle? What do you think I've done now?" Joey snarked at Isabelle.

"What? Do you just assume I'm always watching you?" Isabelle replied, with a tinge of nervousness in her voice. Joey wondered what that meant, since he'd only seen Isabelle as the confident girl for the whole time he'd known her.

His mom jumped in to stop the argument clearly about to break out between them, placing a plate in front of both of them and looking at Joey sternly. "Here's dinner kids. Now don't rush straight to argue when you haven't seen each other in forever."

Joey sulked a bit. Of course his mom always singled him out when the "darling Isabelle" came over, even when she always started the fights. Then he remembered the toy in his pocket and decided he could care less at this moment. He started eating his dinner as soon as his mother placed plates in front of everyone and sat down herself, wanting to get at least partway through his dinner to avoid suspicion.

His mother glared at him again. "Really, Joey? You can't wait five seconds for me to at least raise a toast after us being apart for so long?" She sounded exasperated.

"Sorry mom, I was really hungry." He said after swallowing the bite he'd taken.

Cassidy chimed in in his defense. "Oh come on, he's still in that growing phase. Why not let him a lot while he still has that boyish metabolism?" Joey looked at her gratefully, even though his intent was not to eat a lot, but rather to tease her with his toy.

"Fine. But he has to give the toast now. And don't expect to get away with some lame one-sentence toast like "Good to see you all again."" His mom replied, a little less annoyed now, but that was hardly surprising. Cassidy always seemed to have that effect on everybody, being able to calm them down with scarcely a few words, likely due to her soft voice.

Joey quickly came up with a toast praising Isabelle for her time at university and her wins on the volleyball team. What she didn't know was he'd just googled the scores and stats because he knew it'd come up at some point. Joey also congratulated his sister on turning 18. At the end, his mom seemed satisfied and conversations started up around the table as everybody started eating.

Joey ate about half his meal quickly before slowing down. That should be enough so they don't ask me why I've barely touched my meal he thought as he quietly took out the toy under the table.

Joey decided to start slow, simply touching the labia on the toy with his fingers, watching Cassidy for a reaction. And she had... no reaction? Joey started to slide his fingers just barely in the folds to see if that would do anything. And... still nothing? Did it stop working after one time? Was it connected to Sylvia permanently instead? He slid a finger in past her folds and into her actual passageway. But still Cassidy remained calm, not even pausing in her conversation.

Joey decided he had to take know if it had stopped working. Quietly, he unbuttoned his pants and slid the toy into his underwear. He slid himself into the toy, figuring at least he'd get to use it as a fleshlight if all else failed.