Jeff helped Tassie carry the new vase into the house. “Heavy bugger, isn’t it?” he commented, after emitting a brief grunt and setting it beneath the north window of what they planned to be the library.

“I’m not sure I’m going to keep it,” Tassie said.

“Huh! Now you tell me. Why’d you get it if you weren’t sure?”

“I’m not sure I should tell you,” Tassie said.

“Was it on some kind of special sale?”

“Not exactly,” Tassie said.

“How much was it?”

“I’m not sure I should tell you.”

“Oh, Tassie, sometimes you’re exasperating.”

“Okay, well I got it because it reminded me of something.”

“Spiders?” Jeff guessed.

“Ha ha, not even close. Want a hint? It’s nothing to do with the plant portion.”

“Don’t tell me it’s the dirt.”

“Jeff, Jeff, Jeff. It’s not the dirt.”

“That leaves the vase then. Did I get it?”

“Yes, the vase. You got it. Jeff, you’re so smart.”

“Wait a second. What does the vase remind you of?”

“Your cock, silly. The color. The shape. The texture.”

Jeff looked at the vase. “You think my...?”

“Well, now I’m not sure. At the store it seemed ... But now...”

“What about the size?” Jeff asked.

Tassie laughed. Then she unzipped Jeff’s jeans.

“What are you doing?”

“Comparison shopping,” Tassie said. She had his penis out. “Admittedly a little late, a little after the fact.” Her fingers caressed the underside of the shaft. “The feel of it is similar. But I’m not so sure about the color. Maybe we need to do a fuller test.”

Tassie helped Jeff undress then had him lie on the carpet on his back. She regarded his cock, now erect, pointing at the ceiling. “I can’t believe you said spiders,” she said. She undressed herself and lay next to him.

“Are you going to...?” Jeff asked.

“Eventually,” Tassie said. “But first...”

“I’m getting...”

“I know, baby, but keep in mind I didn’t taste the vase. I didn’t fuck it.”

Slowly, carefully, Tassie stroked the stem of Jeff’s aroused penis. “I love how the cap changes color as you get more and more excited. And how your balls tighten. Such snug little cuties, so full of seed. And how your toes squeeze. And how your nipples stiffen into tiny pebbles. And how your cock skin gets so warm. And how your sweet little penis slit opens. And ... oh, oh, oh! How sweet! How much! Oh, Jeffie, I love you so much.”

A few minutes later, after Jeff had caught his breath, he said, “So have you decided?”

“Yeah, you’re taking the vase back,” Tassie said, “but I’m definitely keeping the cock.”