Unexpected...

In a small unmarked bag next to where I'd discovered the massager, I saw two items that caused my cock to go fully rigid in three seconds flat. The first item was a pump top bottle filled with a clear liquid. The bottle had a bubble themed design wraparound and discreet yet oddly eye catching lettering. The second item was a smooth surfaced, purple coloured, tapered latex cone, flared at the base, with a shop's tag still wrapped around it at the thinnest point of the cone. My eyes became the size of saucers. Lube and a butt plug. The mental images that accompanied these discoveries were total, lust-filled filth. Had Jess been experimenting with anal play? That was always one area of my sexual fantasies that we'd not tried despite the compliments I paid her about her arse. The thought of Jess inching this toy into herself while gasping and moaning was almost too much.

Taking the plug in one hand and the lube bottle in the other, I grinned like it was Christmas morning. The rational part of my brain tried its best to spoil this feeling by recalling that the tag was still on the plug, and that the lube bottle was still very much full. This suggested that Jess hadn't actually used the toy and that I was probably jumping to conclusions. I loved being so logical.