In a previous story, I wrote about my fantasy of getting caught masturbating and nearly having it happen but instead, I lost my nerve and stopped before my wife saw for sure what was happening.
Well, I summoned up my courage once again to set up a situation where I would be "caught" in the middle of masturbating.
One night after dinner and we started settling down for the evening, I decided I would try again to allow myself to be caught playing with my cock. My wife was completing some work in another part of the house while lounged in the living room in my pajama bottoms watching TV. I started playing with myself and got quite hard and horny and thought through what I wanted to do. I turned off the TV, grabbed my headphones and pretended to listen to music while in reality, I was listening to my wife finish up her work that she had to complete for the next day as she's a school teacher. After not much time, I heard her put things away in our office area and start to get herself comfortable. As she did this, I continued to play with my hard penis, stroking it and squeezing the precum out as I enjoyed the sensations. I didn't want to come, I just wanted her to catch me with my hands manipulating my obviously hard cock and have her think I had no idea she was in the room until it was too late.
Eventually, I heard her start walking towards the living area and my heart started beating in my chest like a caged cat. My hand gently, but obviously moved up and down over my engorged penis, causing the tell-tell motions in my pajama pants. I pretended not to hear as she came into the room behind me where I couldn't see her. She paused as she entered the room and apparently watched me for a few seconds while I continued the charade, gently rubbing myself.
Finally, she enters the room far enough where I can see her. I feel myself lose control and I start having one of the best orgasms of my life. I curl up nearly in the fetal position as cum pulses out of me and into my clothes.
"Did I interrupt something?" my wife says with a sly, knowing smile.
I mumble something about not being able to hear her and apologize. I act embarrassed, and I was slightly because I hadn't wanted to orgasm. I can feel the cum all over myself and a wet spot begins to show. I excuse myself to go clean up and when I walk by her, she slaps me on the butt.
"You couldn't wait for me?" She says with wanting in her voice.
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