Play with the dildo.

Having dressed in the negligee as you were told you watch as he ignores your booty and searches for loot elsewhere. You hold the dildo he had given you. Thick, long, solid and shaped like the real thing. You lift up your negligee to expose your hairy sex, dildo poised above it. You look across at him.

He has noted you holding the dildo and his actions slow, his attention divided between your little sex act and his act of avarice and theft. He lifts some papers and tries to act nonchalant. You grin. You have his attention. A perverse sexual thrill shivers through your sex.

You bring the dildo down. It nestles against your new lips. You press and your lips spread as the head makes its presence known. You half close your eyes, heavy lidded with lust and arousal and a sluttish need to fuck yourself and throw all your masculinity to the wind. You watch him watch you. You definitely have his attention. His searching is no longer pretence.

You thrust home. You moan. You gasp. You sigh. You fuck yourself.