Decline her offer

It takes all of your willpower, but you decline her offer.

"No, thanks," you reply firmly. "I mean, I wish I could, but I have a fiancee," you add by way of explanation.

The agent steps back and gives you a long, measured look, as if she's wondering whether she misjudged you. Then she shrugs.

"Suit yourself," she says, and suddenly she's back to her previous brusque, ice-cold demeanor. She hands you an opaque plastic bag.

"Put your stupid toy in there, then go through security again," she says, gesturing. As soon as you take the bag, she turns on her heels and exits the opposite way.

You return to the line and get through with no problem this time. The TSA agent is still there, but she pointedly avoids making eye-contact with you, remaining calm and professional as she barks at the other travelers wait their turns.

Finally, you collect your things and meet up with Lily. She's sitting on a bench waiting for you. You tell her about the butt-plug, and the two of you share a good laugh about it. Lily smacks your ass playfully as you head towards your gate.

"She was kinda hot though, that TSA agent," Lily mutters as you walk hand-in-hand.

You nod, and some part of you feels better about your temptation knowing your fiancee was attracted to her too.

"Definitely hot," you agree. You spend the rest of your walk comparing which parts of her you found most attractive, and by the time you reach your gate, any feelings of guilt have completely evaporated.