Yes.

He groans under you and you look down, seeing his cum spurting out on his own belly. You're a little disappointed, but then again, that's what vibrators are for. You let out a little laugh, 'Aw, I wanted you tonight. I guess I'll have to find someone else to satisfy me.' He stammers, 'but wait, did you really...?' You laugh, no babe, I was just teasing you.' You climb off the bed and step to your dresser to get your favorite rabbit vibrator. Hopefully this one's charged you think. As you return to the bed your husband asks, 'uh, could you get me a tissue?' You'd intentionally left him pent up for a couple days, so there's quite a puddle on his belly that he's trying to keep from spilling on the bed. You grab the box from the nightstand and toss it to him, then lay down on your side of the bed and turn on your vibrator. As he cleans up you start touching yourself lightly with it, letting the powerful motor do its work, and slowly working it deeper inside.

You start telling him about your evening, about dancing with Pierre and how good a kisser he was. You tell him how you could feel his large bulge rub against you. Before long you have your vibrator fully inside, with the little nub outside pressed against your throbbing clit. {if p_apt != 0} You start telling him about going up to Pierre's apartment and how good it felt getting licked and teased by his mouth. {endif} {if p_apt = 2} You continue on, telling him about the sexy, elegant swimsuit and then sucking Pierre off in the pool. {endif}As you tell your story he doesn't know what parts you're making up and what parts are real. Maybe you just went out and had a drink, or maybe you went home with some handsome stranger. You push yourself over the edge as you finish telling your story, the vibrations so intense they make your legs quiver. You look over to see your husband stroking frantically, on the edge again.

'Do you want me to meet him again?' you ask, teasing. You reach over and tease your husband's nipple, a sure-fire way to get him over the edge. 'Maybe he could come over tomorrow and I'd ride him right here in our bed, and you could watch us from the closet.' With that your husband groans again and a small stream of cum runs from the head of his cock.

You both clean up and get ready for bed. Once the lights are out he whispers, 'I love you', and you whisper back, 'I love you too.'