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Caught by Wife

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I usually wake up with an erection and this particular morning was no exception. I usually get up and go urinate and things settle down then I go get the kids up for school and often crawl back into bed. My wife will get up and make sure the kids get ready the mornings she is home (she works nights) and walk them to the bus stop at the end of the driveway.

After my wife and the kids had gone out the door I began to masturbate under the covers. It's usually not more than 5 minutes until she returns and I had hoped she would come to bed as she sometimes does. I heard her come back into the house and she was in the kitchen.

I was so horny I just continued stroking my hard cock. I had my eyes closed and was lost in my pleasure, although I think it was obvious what I was doing she walked through the bedroom to the bathroom and asked if I was going to get up for work. With a voice kind of broken and somewhat labored I replied, 'As soon as I'm done jacking off.' I didn't get the response from her I had hoped and thinking back now, I wish I had chose different words.

My wife is aware that I masturbate and I don't think she was shocked, but obviously wasn't in the mood to join me. She went to the bathroom and then out to the living room (leaving the bedroom door open) and sat on the couch watching TV. I didn't want to make a mess and there was no point hiding under the covers now. I flipped the covers off and began stroking harder and faster as I glanced and saw she could clearly see me, although she appeared to be looking at the TV. I wanted her so bad, but it turned me on even more knowing that she could see me taking care of myself. It wasn't long before I moaned and shot cum all over myself for what seemed like 30 seconds. After a few minutes catching my breath I got washed up and dressed, kissed my wife goodbye and left for work.

I often wonder if she thinks about it and what she did that day after I left. I guess I'm afraid to ask.



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