"Honey, I... I can't take it anymore. I'm burning up."We were stuck in traffic on the way to see the doctor, the red light ahead bringing everything to a standstill. I sat in the passenger seat, my legs crossing unconsciously. My face was flushed, my breathing ragged.I looked at my husband, Derek Sutton, beside me with pleading eyes, my chest heaving.I had no idea when this condition started, but whenever it hit, the need became unbearable. I'd even had to slip away to the restroom during work hours just to get some relief.It got to the point where Derek dreaded seeing me like this."Christ, not again. I'm driving, for God's sake," Derek muttered, his eyes flashing with disgust when he glanced at me.I felt a pang of hurt, but I knew he couldn't help me right now. I started rummaging desperately through the glove compartment. My fingers finally closed around a small vibrator.I pulled it out like I'd found treasure, my eyes lighting up with relief. I brought it to my lips an
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