Viv closed her eyes, as Billy bounced up and down on her. They had been married seven years now, and this twice-weekly ritual held no excitement for her. She shuffled her feet to try and bare his weight more evenly, but it was still uncomfortable. He grunted, and lifted himself up on his arms, holding his breath. It was nearly over now, thank God. "Oh, oh!" she gasped with practiced realism. Then he exploded into her, grunting like a sweating animal, and his head fell onto her shoulder. Thank God for that, she thought. No more of this until Saturday now. She ran her fingers through his hair, as he panted out the last of his spasms.

"Was that good for you?" he grunted.

"Oh yes!" she said, while she thought, come on, get off me you brute I want to finish myself off as well while I'm still hot, and you never know how to do it!

Still he stayed on top of her, crushing her body as he crushed her spirit. She wriggled her hips, to try and hint that he should dismount. He didn't get the message; God, she thought, let's hope he doesn't fall asleep there! "I haven't finished with you yet!" he suddenly announced, dismounting. "Let's see if we can make you cum again!"

"It's all right!" she said quickly. "I'm fine!"

"No you're not," he said, in what he thought was a seductive tone. She had to think quickly! She didn't want him touching her, not again.

"I know," she said, pushing him away. "Let me try that thing I got from Mandy's party!"

He frowned. "What the vibrator? Aren't I good enough for you?"

"You're fine," she assured him, reaching out and opening the drawer of her bedside cabinet. "And it's not a vibrator, it's an Extender."

"Whatever," he muttered with disinterest.

Shit, it was already out of its wrapper. He was going to see that she had already tried it out, more than once! And God was she pleased with it! It gave her sensations that she didn't know she could have! At first, she had simply twiddled the little spike that came out of the front, like the demonstrator had shown them. On about the third time, probably Wednesday, while the kids were at school, she had discovered that you could rub the spike against the bedclothes, and leave your hands free.

"How does it work?" Billy asked, his eyes shut on the pillow next to her. What did he care?

Viv gritted her teeth. Did she really dare to use the Extender with Billy in bed next to her? She thought about it, and nearly put the thing away. But damn it, she was entitled to her enjoyment as well, even he should realise that! She pulled it into bed with her, and inserted it into herself, with a long sigh. Her body readied itself for a level of excitement that she had never experienced in the same room as Billy.

She began gently to twitch the spike, slowly at first. God, if he wasn't here, she'd be able to turn over and start rubbing it into the bedclothes. Nice as it was with finger twanging, it was better that way! She glanced over at him. He seemed to be asleep now, but any big movements might wake him. She twanged the spike harder and gasped to herself. Now this was real sex, not the pleasure-less activity they had just engaged in. She bit her bottom lip, and twanged harder and faster, bringing herself towards the brink.

"Can I do that?" she suddenly heard. Billy was awake and watching her. She shook her head, unable, as well as unwilling to speak. "Come on," he pleaded, grabbing her wrist, and moving her hand away, just as she was about to peak. "I'll do it."

He found the spike, and gingerly twanged it once or twice. He was so bloody clumsy! No sense of timing, no sense of rhythm! "Not like that!" she gasped. "Look, let's try something else." She moved his hand away, and turned to face him. She shuffled herself forward until the spike was resting on his flabby stomach. It wasn't as firm as the bed itself, but it would have to do. "Just stay still a minute," she said, closing her eyes once more.

Then she began to thrust against him, pressing the spike forward. His stomach had just about enough resistance to do the job. His hands had frozen onto her shoulders in surprise. But sod him! He had used her, now she would use him! She began to thrust faster and harder, alternately gasping and grunting to herself as she did so.

"I'm not sure about this!" he muttered.

"Shut up for a minute!" she snapped between grunts, and pressed further into him. Further, faster and harder she went, oblivious to anything except the sensation surging through her from where the Extender touched. She flung herself forwards and backwards, wallowing in the passion of the moment. Then with a screech, she exploded inwardly, and felt her breath taken away. She jerked forwards and backwards a few times more, and then, the tension draining from her body, she collapsed back onto the bed.

"Oh God that was good!" she said, for her own benefit rather than his. "That was just so good!" She felt herself drifting into oblivion, a warm comfortable oblivion that she deserved.

"It seems to work then?" Billy asked her. She could not reply for a moment. "I said, it seems to work," he repeated.

"Yes," she said with unmasked irritation. "It works fine."

He coughed. "Well," he said cautiously. "I'm not sure we should use it like that again. It felt a bit odd you poking something at me, instead of the other way around."

She did not want to have this conversation now. What an arrogant shit he was! Not sure that they should use it like that again, indeed! It was her toy, and she would use it when she wanted, and in the way she wanted, whether he wanted to play or not.

"I'm going to sleep now," she said, with finality. "See you in the morning."

She was aware of him looking at her for a few minutes after this, as she feigned the deeper breathing of sleep. Eventually she was able to ignore him, and concentrate on the memories of lust the Extender had put into her mind.

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