He took his time in the restroom, waiting for the others to leave. When he was finally alone he pulled the remote control from his pocket and placed it on the sink counter, along with the note. It read:

“My wife has a vibrating egg inside her. Feel free to use this remote to buzz her while we are eating dinner. If you can guess who she is, she will pay your bill. If you can’t guess who she is, leave this remote back here and let someone else take a turn.”

He washed his hands and returned to their table.

She smiled at him as he sat. “Everything OK?” She asked with a sly tone.

“Yes.” He replied with a wink. “And you?”

“Yes.” She took a small sip of her wine, wiggled her eyebrows deviously, and began reviewing the menu.

The plug in his ass came to life. He did not flinch or look up, but continued browsing the menu. It gently buzzed a few times, stopped, then buzzed on high for a long duration. He maintained his focus.

Soon the waiter came to their table. While inquiring about a bottle of wine, the egg inside her began to buzz. It was a pleasant surprise, but she had been practicing. She was able to place her order with a calm composure while the egg enthusiastically danced around inside her.

This was going to be a very enjoyable evening.