His Wife
Max returns from a store carrying a black bag and a garment bag. Neither have labels. “What’s that?” I asked as I finish cooking.
A sly smile pulls on the corners of Max’s lips. “Gifts for you. It is our anniversary after all.”
“May I see?” I questioned.
Max hands me the black bag but keeps the garment bag. Opening the small bag, I freeze. I look up at Max slowly, “What are these?” I questioned.
Max gives me an amused look, “It’s a finger anal plug, a small plug, lube, and a small vibrator.”
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