What to do?

So there you are, lying in bed, looking up at the ceiling in the darkness. You sigh, feeling the slippery mess between your thighs that your husband left. It had been fun, and you love him to pieces, but you wish he'd last a little longer. You sigh, and listen to his deep breathing as he sleeps, content after your weekly love making session. Your mind wanders, trying to distract you from the slick, smooth heat still radiating behind your hips. But try as you might, there's not much you can do to clear your mind. You need to do something. Anything.