Yes, but she's okay with it

"Ohh fuck, I love it," Juliet continued to moan. "You know how much I love that toy."

Ah, so she did notice the difference, which wasn't surprising. What was surprising though was how familiar she was with it. Apparently, it was a semi-frequent thing. I decided to just enjoy it and see where it went.

Luckily, Juliet had much to say. "Oh baby, you're the best. You knew this is just what I was fantasizing about." She wiggled in her restraints playfully. "Fuck me, Christy. Fuck me hard!"

What the fuck?! I was so startled, that I suddenly froze. Juliet giggled. "Oh Christy don't tease me like that. Keep fucking me!" She exhaled. "Or do you want me to beg for it?"

There was no mistaking. Juliet, who had a boyfriend and was mostly straight, was calling my name, while I was inside her. I needed to process, so I slowly pulled the toy out of her.

"Noo," Juliet protested. "Please Christy." Her voice was breathy and so sexy. "I'm sorry I stole your panties, I just couldn't help it. The red and white stripes just drove me crazy, and I saw them in the laundry and grabbed them before you could wash them."

No shit. I thought I had lost a pair. I took the strapon and caressed her labia with it while I listened.

"Mmm," Juliet moaned. "I couldn't help it. I touched myself while wearing your panties." She laughed again. "I think I came a dozen times. I really should wash those now. I'm sorry, I've been naughty, Christy. Are you going to punish me?"

This girl. What in the world was going on? Fantasizing about me, stealing from me. Maybe she does deserve a punishment after all. And maybe we don't need the secrecy if this is how it feels.