Where's Mrs. Batiancilla, by the way?
Just from seeing Lori and Lisa's faces, it seemed like they never expected my wife to wear a strapless dildo—and it was almost a complete misunderstanding because, from the way the door was opened, everyone else in our circle was on the other side or still in the shower. It led them to believe that I was into pegging, which wasn't entirely false, but I could also feel my face burning due to the embarrassment.
And to add insult to injury, with how sex-positive Kaley was, she thought I was bringing two new, nervous girls into the mix—and she answered with something that almost made the two run to the nearest door:
"You invited them here? I don't mind if we do it in here though?"
So, I quickly shut that thing down before we made more noise, "N-No, it's not sex-related, it's something else. Again, can you lose that thing for a bit and come with us to the kitchen?"
Then realization struck, "Ah, I'm so sorry! This is so— We don't usually do this—"