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Chapter 8 by chriscole chriscole

What should I do?

Check out the small bag?

I reached over and slid the small travel bag out from under the bed. I unzipped the side pouch and found some nail polish and some tissues. I was going to give up, assuming this was just her overnight bag, but I decided to take a quick look in the main part of the bag. I unzipped it and saw a bottle of lotion and a dildo!

I almost choked when I saw it. It was a rubber dildo with a knob on the end that I assumed you could turn to make it vibrate. The dildo was cream colored and shaped like an actual cock. It was about 7 inches long. I brought the dildo to my noise and smelled it, hoping I could smell Rochelle's pussy on it, but all I could smell was rubber and a hint of vanilla.

Damn, Rochelle owned a dildo?! And she brought it to the cottage with her!? Holy fuck would I love to watch her using this. Maybe I could spy on her using it somehow this week?

I contemplated turning the vibrator on, and maybe rubbing it against my cock, but decided against it. For one thing, I had already spent enough time in here, and for another Tim might hear the noise.

I quickly put everything back the way I had found it, and went back outside to the deck.

Later in the day, Rochelle made us a nice supper of barbequed steaks and veggies and we sat with her to eat. It cooled off slightly, and Rochelle was back in her shorts and shirt. After the discovery, I was looking at her in a whole new light. Tim and I spent some time down by the water chatting about stuff (mostly girls we wanted to fuck). We spent the evening inside doing some more reading.

We watched a video of some comedians Tim taped off TV while Rochelle cleaned up the dishes from the day. Diane and Jenny returned around 8pm, and by 11 we are all in bed. Tim and I stayed up a while with a small lamp on looking at some Playboy magazines he'd brought with him. This did nothing to calm my urges from the day. One of the bunnies had huge juggs, and my mind drifted to Rochelle, imagining if hers looked like that.

I lay there a long time, debating whether or not I should go to the bathroom to jerk off, before I finally fell asleep.

I woke up and looked at the clock: 8:27am. Tim was still asleep. I could hear that someone was already up and was out in the main part of the cottage.

What should I do now?

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