It was one of my late nights teaching, but this night I was able to get done earlier than usual. I was used to the fact that you were often in bed and mostly asleep by the time I got home, and I had more energy than usual, getting home an hour early. I put my things down and walked quietly up the stairs. Reaching the top, I noticed that there was light in the bedroom and I smiled. We would definitely have time together.
Then I heard the sounds, a soft moaning and the bed rhythmically rocking. I moved up more stealthily and looked through the crack in the door. There you were, laying on the bed, your knees drawn up and apart. Your head was tilted back in a gaping gasp. I saw your hand between your legs, pumping back and forth. I didn't need to see the vibe because I could hear its hum get louder and softer as it thrust in and out. Putting my hand on the door, I pushed it open and stepped in.
You gasped and clamped your legs closed, the vibe still thrust deep inside you. I could see your whole complexion turn bright red as you lay speechless. When you moved your legs slightly apart to extract the vibe, I moved forward.
"Honey, I am sorry," you began apologetically stammering, "sometimes I can't wait.. I don't want you to thinking your..."
"Shhhhhh, baby, shhhhhhh," I said, quickly moving to sit on the bed and stop your hand from extracting the still humming vibe.
"Don't stop." I whispered, smiling...