Ah, Headmistress of Hussies, Mentor of Molls, and Didact of Doxies! You are truly the best of bimbos, the fairest of flirts and floozies. Knowing your eternal struggle in maintaining an incoming supply of vibrators appropriate to your outflow, I wished to make sure that this advance in sex toy technology was placed in just the right spot to get your attention:
“I really needed a sex toy to fill in on the days my husband is away on business, but all the toys I tried were way too big and powerful to resemble anything close to sex with Jared,” said Ruby Caster, a Bad Vibrations customer.
The story continues at laughably modest length… so go! Read! And keep an eye out for the anticlimax!
I, too, was feeling “replaceable” and “unwanted” until I realized I can still invite the neighbor lady over while gf is at work.
IIRC, Reductress has had a couple stories in this vein too.
Ouch.
I’m just glad I married a completely atypical guy. Who, uhm, doesn’t even live with me during the week. But who knows how to wield a vibrator.