A few months later

Despite Emily's dissatisfaction with their sex life, her and her new boyfriend stuck together and proceeded to get closer and closer over the next few months. Their relationship passed through all the usual milestones, eventually leading to the two of them moving in together. The question had come as a shock when he first asked, perhaps coming a little sooner than she would have expected. But then again, both of them were in their 30's and watching their friends and colleagues pass them by in life.

Her first thought when he had asked was where was she going to hide all of her 'toys'. On top of that, she was at the point where she was masturbating at least two times a day now. How was she possibly going to get away with that whilst living with her partner. Despite all these concerns, she **** herself to say yes, thinking it would be for the best if she wanted to overcome this new addiction.

Emily and her new boyfriend had been living together for several months now. Things were going well between the two of them. They had genuined feelings for one another and Emily loved coming home to him. There was only one problem. Emily was hiding a terrible secret. A betrayal of the highest form. And yet, she had completely given up on trying to fix things. Instead, she had landed on a solution that she was pretty confident her new boyfriend wouldn't quite appreciate, but she had no intention of stopping.

"You almost done in there babe?" Her boyfriend calls to her from outside the walk-in closet she's hiding in.

"Yep, just a minute." She calls back, biting her lip at the thought of him walking in there right now.

*SNAP*

She grabs one final photo with her phone before switching it off. It's a mirror selfie of the most indecent variety. The photo depicts Emily squatting down in front of her wardrobe mirror wearing nothing but a leather lingerie harness, her breasts completely exposed. She stands and sends the photo off along with a host of others from the little photo shoot she's been doing for the past half hour.

She then grabs a full length white trench coat, covering up her sultry outfit before stepping outside to the bedroom where her new boyfriend is lying on the bed waiting.

"That took a while, what dress did you finally decide on?" He asks.

"I'm so sorry, I'm really in a rush babe. I'll show you when I get home, ok." Emily says, under no circumstances willing to remove her coat and show him what she's wearing underneath.

"Fine, but I don't care how rushed you are, you're not leaving here without a kiss." He says.

"You know I would never." She says with a smile, walking over to his side and leaning in for a kiss, carefully holding her coat to her chest so he doesn't get a glimpse as she leans forwards.

"Alright, have fun. Enjoy your girls' night. Did you say you were staying at Natasha's." He asks with a smile.

"Yep, so I probably won't get home till tomorrow afternoon." Emily responds.

"No worries, I'll be counting down the seconds. By the way, do you think I'll ever get to meet this Natasha?" He asks.

"You know how busy she is. I hardly get to see her aside from these girls' nights." Emily responds.

Eventually she would have to come up with a better lie than staying the night at her made up friends' place.

"Anyway, I better get going." Emily adds, hurrying off for the door.

As it was she was going to be in trouble for being late. She grabs her bag and exits their apartment, hurrying as quickly as she can in her heels for the street. On her way down she calls for a cab which picks her up from the curb to take her to her destination. The same location she had been visiting for her 'girls' nights' on a weekly basis for the last couple months.