By Kinkabella
Archived Here With Her Kind Permission

Part 38 - The Gift

Mr. West's explanation left me none the wiser. Throughout, I nodded in that 'yes, this impenetrable cloud of numbers and statistics makes a lot of sense' kind of way and then changed the subject to something less mentally taxing.

"Do you know Bernard Turner down at the Walgreen?" I asked. I already knew that he did, but I was curious to learn exactly how well Mr. West knew my ex-boyfriend of many years ago.

"Yes, why do you ask?" Mr. West replied.

"Oh, no reason. He game me this to give you," I said as I handed him the glossy catalog of sex toys and BDSM paraphernalia. "And this..."

Mr. West flipped through a few pages of the catalog and then turned his attention to the tow-ball shaped butt-plug I placed on the desk.

"Bernie gave you that?" Mr. West asked.

"Yes."

"That was very generous of him. Why do you think he did that?"

"I don't know," I mumbled and shrugged.

Mr. West picked up the butt-plug and studied it for a moment.

"It's quite heavy for its size," he said. "And not much chance of it slipping out either."

I tried not to stare as Mr. West toyed with the largish sized ball of the plug and the short, narrow stem that connected it to its base.

"Ingrid, in the bottom drawer of the desk you should find a tube of KY jelly. Can you get it and pass it to me?"

My hands trembled as I opened the drawer and retrieved the lubricant. I was in no doubt as to what he intended doing and my thoughts turned to the hidden camera above.