At fertile times, sexual activity was limited to touching,then with a little coaxing,oral sex.I wanted a little more excitement and one night brought...up the idea of a vibrator. Elaine asked why and I told her it would be good for us and enjoyable. We chatted, I showed her a functional,non threatening one on the web and she said "ok"A few days later a plain package arrived and I showed it to Elaine, who giggled and went a little red.It was a Friday and that night I poured some wine,then a. How virile." She pressed herself against me suddenly, plump lips raised begging to be kissed."There's nothing wrong with a man venting his urges. The lusts that burn in your groin are normal and natural. There's nothing wrong with a hard penis when you look at a woman. Since you've decided to give up on Shifters forever, where's the harm in one last parting fuck? Why not vent your seed into me, just to give you a bit of relief before you set off on your journey?" No ... you ... you'd say. It was about to intervene.It was a beautiful August afternoon; hot, but not oppressively so and without the high humidity that had marked the last half of July and the early weeks of the current month. Beyond the weather there was nothing notable about it to Mike as he went about his daily business at Herring’s. He thought nothing of it when he heard over the public address system he had a call waiting on line three. There was nothing unusual about that either, he received calls all the time.. Walking up the road we chatted about friends and family, caught up on the gossip, shared the news that we couldn't share in front of Terri's parents. It would never do for them to find out that most of our friends were bi, gay, poly or queer; or some combination thereof.We got to the common, and I headed straight for the entrance to the woods. We'd been walking arm-in-arm, but I took hold of his hand when we got inside the woods; much more romantic. Not that there's anything "serious" there;.