She only raised her eyebrows.

“Go set the table now.”

She glared but went, and, after washing and drying my hands, I followed to find her staring at the item on the table. It was a tail: a beautiful, faux foxtail that would come to the backs of her knees.

“Wh…what’s that for?”

Well, from the way she stood — wide-eyed and open- mouthed — staring at it, I’d guessed wrong. She knew what it was.

“It’s a Valentine’s Day gift. For you.”

She turned huge eyes to me. “What?”

“It’s a butt plug.” I took the bottle of lube out of my pocket and set it on the table....