It all started before work Friday. My boyfriend was finally back in town and I went to go see him for a bit before some massages I had scheduled for later that evening. We were laughing and joking, and the normal question came up.

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't know, what do you want to do?"

Now normally this goes through several more cycles of "What do.." before we figure something out, but that day he said, "Lets go to the sex shop!"

I asked why, and was told he wanted to buy a vibrator, his hands were getting tired with all of the orgasm denial play we had been doing recently.

I responded with a typical smart ass remark, leading to retaliation, horseplay, laughing, screaming, and me choked out on the couch.

With a smile still on my face from all that, we went to the sex shop, and started looking at vibrators. I thought the remote ones were cool, and joked about using them in public play.

More specifically, I asked, "Could you imagine giving Layla that remote?"

Now let me explain something here. Layla is a very close friend who is very... friendly.

She is a honey blonde free spirit who loves running around naked(and looks good doing so) She loves men, she loves women, and every time I go to one of her parties she tries and succeeds in getting me drunk. Mainly because when I am drunk, one of us ends up in the others lap and things get very touchy feely. My boyfriend often helps her with the getting me drunk part, mainly because after these parties and me and Layla playing around all night no foreplay is needed for a very good time when we get home.

Hell, I am just lucky he has never had his camera on him.

I have not had sex with her, but I have slept with her and come pretty damn close. The sexual tension is getting pretty nuts at this point and every time I see her I want to touch her. But women scare me almost as much as they intrigue me and I have yet to take that step with her.

I was joking(ok, so no, I wasn't), it was a funny thought! He latched right onto the idea though and bought a wireless 3 settings vibrator that could be inserted in my pussy or put next to my clit inside a pair of panties it came with.

After this he told me we would try it out that night at a poker game some of our friends were holding at their house.

He told me right before I went to work.

Since I am a massage therapist, while I am thinking about what best to do for my clients while I work on them, I have a lot of quiet time to just think as well. So I was pretty worked up, excited and nervous by the time I got home.

I put on the panties with the vibrator pressed up against my clit and he tried it out. The low setting was low, and just a bit of teasing. The medium was pretty strong and I started to squirm a bit. But when he put it on high...!!!

I was squirming like crazy and you could easily hear the buzz of its vibration through my jeans.

He let me know I wasn't allowed to touch the control or the panties and we got in the car and headed over with him playing with the buttons. We found out that the control was not precise and other then listening to the buzzing, he couldn't always know if it was off or on unless he asked me. He suggesting some sort of hand signals so I could let him know... and then I pointed out it was a poker game and that might not go over great.

So we get there, go upstairs and add our beer to the pile. There were 10 people, 3 other girls I knew- Layla, Alex, and Ally. There was also Alex and Allys boyfriends, and a couple of guys I didn't know.

Lots of "Oh my god! You dyed your hair!" "I Missed you so much" and all that crap.

I get seated at the head of the poker table with Alex's boyfriend on one side and a guy I don't know on the other.

"o shit" I think... remembering how loud the vibrator sounded earlier and starting to freak a bit that they might hear it.

Naturally, this is the moment HE chooses to turn it on.

I jumped up a bit, blushing, and I looked at him a bit wide eyed. HE just grinned an evil grin and ramped it up to second speed. Luckily it was so loud with the talk and tv in the background no one could hear it. But I sure as hell could feel it! It was so hard to stay still in my seat, but HE decided to be a kind Master that time and turned it off fairly soon as we started playing poker.

On and off for about a half hour HE played with me, picking times but never on for too long. He went outside for a beer and I would follow and beg him to turn it off... only to find out He thought it was already off. ><

Then he stands up and tells Layla she should come to the kitchen, he has a surprise. I tell her not to trust him, it's a trap. She knows me better so she stayed in her seat for a few minutes while he cajoled her and I warned her away. Finally He won with the argument "If she is trying so hard for you not to come in here, you know it's good!"

Of course, the rest of the table looks curious and irritated about being excluded by something that is interesting that they are not being told about, and I feel a bit weird.

But then Layla comes out of the kitchen, her hand in her pocket... and looking right at me, face just glowing. Suddenly the rest of the room feeling excluded was the least of my worries!

HE told me later that he handed her the remote and said "press once for low, twice for medium and three times for fast. The fourth time turns it off. It connects to her panties"

Apparently Layla looked up at him with the shining face of a child seeing Santa coming down the chimney with a pony, and said, "she's wearing it now?!"

She sat down and for the next 5 minutes I sat there wondering when she would turn it on, if she thought she had but it had misfired, and in the embarrassing knowledge that she KNEW there was a vibrator in my panties and had control of it.

Then suddenly, when I was in the middle of a big hand, I felt the vibrator start buzzing against my clit. My head snapped up and right in her direction, sending her into a massive fit of giggles. The guy right next to her was too drunk to notice, but the rest of the table was looking at us strangely, and HE was just sitting there looking smug.

"Was it worth it?" He asked her.

"Oh my god yes, It was soooo worth it!" She started giggling again, the rest of the table with no idea what they were talking about, and meanwhile my face was burning as I felt the vibrator start going stronger against me. I wiggled in my seat a bit at first, but was able to get used to it fairly quickly as I won the hand.

The next few hours were a very horny hell. Layla, lovable as she is, was either completely unaware of what settings she left my pussy vibrator on or the most sadistic person I have ever had on the other side of a remote vibrator. While with my boyfriend it was only on every now and then to shock me, Layla had it on 80 % of the next 3 hours.

And did she have it on the nice, gentle, slightly teasing setting? O hell no! It was on medium for a long while and then suddenly it turned to high. My face went so very bright red and she just started laughing so crazy the rest of the table again was looking at her, and then looking at me... wondering.

Meanwhile I had bigger problems then a table that had one or two people looking like they were catching on. The room wasn't as loud and my clit was being vibrated against on high. I could hear it! I stuttered out something about needing to go to the bathroom and was up and away- hopefully before the two guys next to me could hear the buzzing.

I went in the bathroom and splashed water on my face, the vibrator still buzzing merrily away at my clit. My face was so red, I had been blushing so much. I took a deep breath and went out into the room, and then directly outside.

Layla shortly joined me, grinning like the Cheshire cat.

"Is it on?"

I didn't even say anything, I just stood closer to her so she could hear the buzzing.

She laughed,"This is so great, I love controlling your vagina!"

I laughed with her and with a pleading face asked if she could put it lower so no one would hear.

We played around with it for a bit trying to figure out why it wasn't consistent and she turned it off, giving me a breather.

We went back inside, still giggling, and from the look on Alex's face I knew it was killing her she didn't know what was going on. It was after all her poker game. And she was the one who had had a threesome with Layla before. So I imagine she was a bit put out to be excluded.

A bit later Layla threw it on again and I jumped. Layla just could not keep a straight face! She laughed so hard she was choking and ran to the bathroom. Alex hopped up and followed her... and when they came back I KNEW she had told her. I could see Alex talking to her in whispers, and around this time I got knocked out of the game.

My vibrator started getting loud again, so I ran over to my boyfriend and pressed myself against his arm so he could feel the buzzing. I guess I hoped he would take the damn remote away from Layla in mercy. He didn't.

He just leaned me over to kiss me, and kept playing his hand. Someone started talking football, and I used this as my chance for some sneaky begging.

"Oh pleeease", I said, looking beseechingly at Layla, before looking back up at the rest of the table. Don't talk about football. I had to stop watching after my team lost the first four straight games!"

Thank heavens she understood! Within a minute it was turned back off, I could socialize again without worrying about them hearing it!

Though it seemed like it was too late.

I heard Layla, Alex and her boyfriend talking discreetly about it. Alex's boyfriend said he had figured it out.

I blushed in shame figuring he must have heard it!

By the end of the night I was insanely sensitive, insanely horny, and insanely embarrassed. We said our goodbyes and before we left Layla came over to me.

She asked me if I was interested in a threesome with her and Alex. I told her I would have to ask my boyfriend for permission. He came over and grabbed the remote, telling her not to give it to me.

And we left! Thank god!

But the night was no where near done.

As we started driving away, HE undid his pants and brought his dick out, and at a stop sign grabbed my hair and shoved my face down onto his dick. I sucked him all the way home, clit buzzing away, and now that I was safely away from strangers I was free to let out the moans I had been holding in.