Tell the whole truth

You decide to tell the whole truth. After all, Lily suggested you could do something like this, right?

"I left the butt-plug in, and she noticed," you admit. "She found it while patting me down. She thought it was pretty hot, apparently, that I was wearing it. One thing led to another, and I let her pull the plug out. I even ate her out as she blew me.

Lily blinks in surprise, clearly stunned by your admission.

"Oh," is all she manages at first, her voice quiet. She steps closer to you, pauses, and then smacks your arm with her hand.

"You should have asked me!" she says, clearly hurt. "I would have said yes, you know," she adds, looking away.

You bite back a retort that she wasn't around to ask. Really, you know she's right. Instead you take a different approach.

"I'm sorry. I wish you'd been there to ask. Then you could have watched too," you say slowly, gauging her reaction.

Lily turns back to face you.

"You'd want me to watch?" she asks, and you can tell she's imagining just that. You nod your agreement.

"Mhm. She was hot, you would have liked her. You could have seen her ride my face, or the way I came all over myself when she jerked me off," you whisper in what you hope is a sensual voice. "You could have touched yourself if you wanted. And I would have watched you watching me, sharing our dirty little secret."

Lily inhales deeply. She's not wearing a bra, and you can see her nipples are stiff beneath her camisole. Finally, she speaks.

"Next time, if you want there to be a next time, you'll ask. And I'll watch. I like seeing you be happy," she says, emphasizing her words with several jabs to your chest with her index finger.

You nod and give her a conciliatory hug. All things considered, that's about as good an outcome as you could have hoped for.