Here’s an embarrassing but funny story I’ve been wanting to share.

After my husband and I got married and moved to a new city together, our sex life took a drastic turn. We went from hooking up practically every day to almost never, maybe once every 2 weeks. This was early on in our relationship and I was incredibly horny, but he was going through some things and had a very low libido. So even though we shared a tiny apartment, I would find times to get myself off as often as I could.

One day my husband was playing video games in our bedroom and I was ridiculously horny. I went into our room and grabbed my vibrator without him noticing, I shut our bedroom door behind me and went to the couch in our living room. I had sweats on so I didn’t need to pull my pants down to play with myself. I was laying there with my eyes closed, listening for him but enjoying some edging.

I start to get really close and kinda stop paying attention to my surroundings. Right before I’m about to cum, he walks in the room. He sees me and asks what I’m doing.

I kinda jumped up and tried to play it cool… I dunno if I was embarrassed that I was masturbating or if I didn’t want to make him feel bad about his low libido, but at this time I didn’t feel comfortable telling him that I needed to cum and wanted time to myself. I was fumbling around trying to turn my vibrator off while talking to him but it wasn’t turning off so I shoved it into a blanket pile and hoped he would go back to the bedroom… but to my horror the vibrator slipped off the couch into the back crease (aka the abyss) and fell to the floor. It was LOUD. buzz buzz buzz.

He asked what the sound was and I had to come clean. I told him what I was doing and that I couldn’t turn my vibrator off. He helped me pull the couch off the wall so we could find my toy and he was totally cool about it, thank god. But I was mortified. My eyes filled with tears and I ran to the bathroom. He didn’t say anything. I came out to the bedroom where he was back to playing video games and buried my face in the pillows. He told me not to be embarrassed but thought it was hilarious that the toy wouldn’t turn off. I was so scarred from that day that I stopped using that vibrator because of how difficult it was to turn off.