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"Oh. My. God." Andrea grabbed my arm, stilling us at the top of the stairs.
We'd left the restaurant a little early, and had come home to a quiet house. Andrea had seen the light on upstairs, put a finger to her lips, and motioned me after her.
I stopped behind her. My breath caught at the scene inside our bedroom.
Through the half-closed door, we could see Marianne sprawled on my wife's side of the bed. Her skirt rode up nearly to her waist; her pink panties had been pushed to one side, revealing a thatch of light brown pubic hair. And between her pale, quivering thighs jutted Andrea's big pink vibrator.
I held my wife's hips. It was on my lips to suggest we go back downstairs, to enter more loudly and give her a chance to put the toy away.
Then Marianne let out a breathless little moan.
I watched, spellbound, as Marianne rubbed the toy in circles, canting her hips up to meet the buzzing pink surface. I couldn't quite see if the head of the toy slid against her lips. Maybe she liked rubbing against it? I swallowed. And I felt Andrea back into me slightly.
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