Playing with my new toy. Toys.

Siobhan's grip on my stiffening dick put all thoughts of long term planning our day's agenda aside. Pushing Bruce the Shark aside we hit the metaphorical snooze button on the day. And then we did it again. And again.

Thankfully, it was a Saturday. I had nowhere to go, and Siobhan said she was off for the day as well. Or, at least that's what it sounded like. The sound was a little muffled around my cock. On the downside, the tenants in the next door apartment were more than a little...displeased about our...early morning endeavors. I'm sure that will be brought up the next time I run into them in the hallway. Or god forbid, the elevator.

Eventually, however, our hunger overcame our other desires and we left, reluctantly, the bed. We split apart at the hallway, I turned into the bathroom while Siobhan went to forage in the kitchen. I might be...might have been...a single bachelor, but my refrigerator is a little better stocked than a box of baking soda, a bottle of ketchup, and a lone can of beer. After I relieved myself, and splashed some water on my face, I went to join her and was greeted by the beautiful smell of cooking bacon, and an even more beautiful sight.

"Okay, I gotta know. How did I miss those panties last night? The cat ears are almost cute enough to distract me from your ass."

"Almost cute enough, but not quite cute enough to stop you from staring at my butt, huh?" The blue haired, tattooed wonder snarked back as she flipped the bacon in the pan.

"They put up a valiant effort, but I regret to say that your panties lost this fight." I laughed. "Also, you lose some of your righteous indignation when you shake your ass like that. Makes it hard for be to believe you're too upset.

Siobhan slapped my hand away as I tried to hook a finger between the only clothes she had on her. "Watch it. No hanky-panky around the bacon grease. I'm taking enough of a risk as it is. And, I'll have you know that had I known that some random guy in my grandfather's store was going to use a mystical item to make me become infatuated with him, I would have worn, or at least packed some sexier attire." Sliding an omelet and bacon onto a plate we dug in, making small talk about how we wanted to spend the day.

The elephant in the room was the die. Siobhan was completely convinced of its power. Despite the events of the previous night, I was less confident. While wary of its potential power, the temptation to test it was too great to resist.

"Oh! I know!" Siobhan exclaimed. "Let's go downtown. There's a farmers' market today. Lots of people watching and...opportunities to test that thing out."

With that, we showered, together of course, and got dressed. As I went to open my apartment door all I could hope was that we'd be able to avoid dealing with any of my neighbors. They'd chewed my ear off for hours for when my phone rang in the evening before, so I was sure that they would have something to say after the festivities of the last twelve or so hours.