Chapter Five

 

 

Okay, so my husband comes home from work and I show him the vibrator. His first reaction was, “I didn’t think it would be so big.” He was expecting five inches and it is actually seven. Before we “took it on a test run”, we decide to walk the dog, like we always do each evening.

Throughout the walk, my hubby wanted to know how I liked the vibrator after he went back to work. I told him that he would have to wait until he reads what I’ve written about it.

He said, “Well, can’t you give me a hint?”

I coyly replied, “You are going to have to wait.” This heightened his anticipation and he genuinely seemed aroused just by thinking about what I may have written. He had been doing some investigating himself that afternoon. While he had a lull in his very important government job, he looked online to see where males like to be touched by vibrators. He was definitely hot and ready to go. I felt like we were a couple of virgins on our first date.

When we came home from our walk, he said, “Would it be alright if I did some of my physical therapy exercises first?”

Okay…so much for horniness. But…good things come to those who wait.

He poured me a glass of wine and I went upstairs to look at my Facebook page.

When he was done with his stretching exercises, he was ready to have a glass a wine and come upstairs to read about my afternoon with the vibrator. He liked what I’d written.

I asked him if he’d like to see what the vibrator felt like on the knots in his back which had been given him trouble.

He very eagerly responded, “Sure!”

We went into the kitchen and he bent over the sink so that I could have the best access to a very low tender spot on his lower back. I buzzed it around for a while, until he turned around and hugged me. We were both ready for action!

He lit a candle and I took the vibrator with us into the bedroom. Since I had gotten acquainted with our new sex toy earlier, I thought I would touch him in some places he might like. For me, the first problem was that the candle light wasn’t bright enough to see where I would be touching him. Especially in his privates. I didn’t want to hurt him.

I had to turn on the closet light to see what the heck I was doing. Normally, I don’t like a lot of light when we make love because I’m embarrassed for him to see me naked, after the weight I’d put on.

He seemed to like the vibrator a lot, but I felt extremely self-conscious. I felt like a goofy virgin. The vibrator was very loud. The sound reminded me of being in the dentist office getting my tooth drilled. I thought, ‘Maybe next time, we should put some music on.’ Then, I started getting too hot and we had to stop so that he could open the bedroom window.

Next, I started thinking about how I would describe our experiences for this book. It started to feel really clinical. I felt like I was back in school and had to write a paper for my English class. Hmm…I started feeling very neurotic—like Woody Allen. Talk about a bad visual…

 

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What came next is our little secret. This book isn’t erotica, after all. I will leave it to your imaginations. I will say that when all was said and done, the thing I liked the best about the vibrator was the way it felt on some tight and troublesome knots in my neck that I’ve been dealing with since our traffic accident ten years ago. I liked when hubby turned the vibrator on its side and rolled it over my neck. It felt really good. I definitely advise you to try this movement over different parts of your bodies. It’s not just the tip of the bullet that feels good.