“What?  What is this?”  Kyla held up a small gray remote up as if holding it up to a light.  Her eyes squinted in investigation of the strange object in her hands.

“Uh oh.”  Ashley looked up from her giggling realizing just what Kyla was holding.

“Ky, that. Uh, that’s mine.”  Her drunken haze cleared up a little knowing how much danger she was in now that her sister held the remote to her wife’s toy.

Kyla curiously pushed a button and Spencer’s body slammed back harshly into the couch, she silently thanked whoever made the couch so very soft.  Her body rigid from the waves of sudden pleasure washing over her.  Kyla still staring curiously up at the remote didn’t even noticed as she pushed the dial up and done the remote.  Unaware that she was controlling the speed of the vibrations going through Spencer’s body.  Finally she pushed the button turning it off, giving the flustered blonde time to control herself and recompose herself.  The now slightly more sober blonde glared at Ashley.  A glare no one married ever wanted to receive from their spouse.

“You lost?…the remote?”  Spencer inquired dangerously.  Her eyes beady with suspicion.

“Misplaced would be more the word…”  the brunette was uncertain if Spence was still drunk enough to accept this.

Kyla still lost in the moment of what she found herself sitting on pushed the button yet again; having not noticed what the two were fighting about.  Spencer bit down on her lip keeping herself from moaning loudly, her hands grabbed desperately at anything only finding the flat service of the couch she settled on Ashley’s thighs.  Finally looking up at the events unfolding before her Kyla pushed another button and noticed how the blonde relaxed.  Frowning a little the younger Davies sister now aimed the remote at Spencer pushing the first button which caused the blonde to tense up.  And the second button which helped her relax.  Repeating this task a few more times Spencer finally turned and angrily grabbed the device from Kyla’s hands.

“Oh for the love of God Ky!”  She barked angrily taking the remote from the confused Kyla.

Staring at her empty hands Kyla shrugged off whatever just happened allowing herself to be stripped of the remote.  Spencer was not sober enough to probably drive, but still being safe knowing as aware as she was she probably still had enough alcohol going through her system to kill a small animal.  She couldn’t however stop herself from feeling the shots of electricity still running through her body from the vibrator.  She looked down as Ashley pouted looking down at a stain she had somehow managed to get on her dress.  And that was it, Spencer was left staring at her wife’s legs.  Her body.  Her amazingly beautiful face.