Planning didn't work out but spontaneity did!
Back in January I submitted two stories (Wanting to Get Caught/Wanting to Get Caught 2)of my plans to let my wife catch me openly masterbating. Things didn't work out then but there have been some developments over the summer. My wife has had surgery that reduced her sexual desire. We have recognized that the problem is affecting our relationship but she still isn't too keen on finding a solution. Little by little I am becoming more open about my needs and masterbation. I have told her after a couple of attempts at sex that I need a release at least twice a week. She was surprised. She has tried to jack me a couple of times but she has a lot to learn.
Last week I awoke one morning with a usual erection that was fat and full and beckoning for attention. I could hear that my wife was already up and preparing to head for work. I laid in bed for a while lightly caressing my cock and balls just enjoying their fullness. Still under the covers, I heard my wife's footsteps nearing the bedroom and then the door opened and she came in. Even though I would like her to see me I'm still kind of shy about it and become startled at close calls. Since I was still under cover I just lay still with my eyes closed and I'm sure she thought I was asleep.
After she left the room I began to think of pulling back the covers and applying some lube so I could really get at the job at hand. This time I wasn't considering getting caught as I just wanted a nice long private stroke session in the comfort of my bed. I thought I heard her leave the house, so I threw back the covers and reached into my drawer for some lube. I had shaved my genitals the night before so I spread a good amount all over my cock and balls and slowly began stroking from the head to base of my member.
I was quietly enjoying my session, taking my time to prolong the feeling, my cock fully engorged and balls swelled up and sticking out. I was completely exposed on the bed, my legs close together and my left hand resting across my chest as I worked my member. Then I heard it...footsteps heading toward the bedroom. I thought she had left, then thought she was heading for the bathroom across the hall or the next bedroom. I had a rush of adrenaline as I get with any close call. My eyes were closed when I heard the bedroom door open and my wife walked in. She walked right along her side of the bed to her night stand and picked up something she had forgotten. I kept my eyes closed and kept stroking as she walked up, not wanting to make eye contact and have to say something. As she turned and walked out of the bedroom I opened my eyes to see her looking straight ahead as she left. I think she was a bit embarrassed to see me masterbating, but no doubt she had to have had a good look as she walked up. And she would have seen me at my best since my cock felt as big and as full and as ready to explode as it ever has.
I was close to cumming when she came in but as she left, the thoughts of what had just happened set in. I felt my balls charge up and the pressure build in my cock as I began ejaculating with huge amounts of cum, five long wide ropes onto my chest, the first one catching my cheek and hitting the pillow I was propped up on. I milked my cock slowly for a few minutes until it softened. If only she had taken a little more time in the room...
It was nice to get this first time out of the way. I'm thinking now I may just openly do it right in front of her some time.