There are no cars on the street. Anders takes a deep breath. He is nervous, but also excited, buzzing with the anticipation of doing this. He got the ...dea from a co-worker and how great of a stress reliever it is. And stress relief is definitely something he can use right now. His wife hasn’t been showing any signs that she wants to get intimate with him for months now and it is beginning to wear him down—work does that enough.Grasping the hem of his shirt, Anders pulls it quickly over his. "I mean, finishing withoutpermission is a big no-no. If he does that, I'd say it costs him morelike... three months. And that's on top of the two weeks he alreadycost himself."Bobby looked desperate. Sara began moving the head of the vibrator fromone erogenous zone to another. She kept taking him to the brink andthen letting him restrain himself. He might have made it. Maybe.Until Kate had an inspiration. She asked Sara for the vibrator. Afterusing it alternatingly on Bobby's nipples. The three staggered humorously through the cold windy night the four blocks to Joe's apartment."An impressive bed," remarked Debra bouncing on it. She'd removed her jacket and shoes and started unbuttoning her blouse before realizing it wasn't time yet. "Oops," she giggled, leaving it half unbuttoned and exposing her ample and firm cleavage."Show off," spat her roommate."Regular or decaf?" asked Joe."Neither. A big glass of water. Do you have any aspirin?" asked Debra."Good idea," Joe agreed.. Heather was soft and yielding. My nose and mouth were buried under a breast and forced deeper by the pull of her arms. I tried to pull away. Heather pulled me back. I tried again, desperate for breath. She hugged me tighter until I had to struggle violently. She released me long enough for a few panted breaths before clamping me against her again. I heard her giggling above me. She lifted herself up, letting my head drop back. I was still panting for breath when she slid a hand behind my head.