I took Husband's hand tonight and put it on my panties.  I pressed the pads of his fingers against my clit through the material, his fingers relaxed completely as I touched myself using his fingers.  He distracted me, talking.  I put his fingers directly against my clit, letting them rest there unmoving as we talked.  He was distracted.  His fingers twitched idly, completely unintentionally.  I distracted him more, asking him to sing for me.  Louder.  His fingers twitched.  I laughed, knowing he was blissfully unaware.

I let him in on my secret.  His fingers stopped twitching.  I let him to go sleep.

I need hands on me.