Decline his offer

It takes all of your willpower, but you decline his 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 he's wondering whether he misjudged you. Then he shrugs.

"Suit yourself," he says, and suddenly he's back to his previous composed, casual demeanor. He hands you an opaque plastic bag.

"Put your toy in there, then go through security again," he says, gesturing. As soon as you take the bag, he turns on his 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 he pointedly avoids making eye-contact with you, remaining calm and professional as he calmly directs the other travelers who somehow manage to struggle to follow procedure.

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.

"He 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 him too. You know she finds the idea of two guys together hot, so she probably wouldn't mind if you admitted what you felt. Hell, she might even get a kick out of it.

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