My wife and I have been very happily married for over 20 years. As with many relationships, the frequency of sex has slowed from the pace earlier in our relationship, but my wife is very accepting of my desire to continue to achieve orgasm on a more frequent basis. She will sometimes walk in on me jerking off and either roll her eyes and continue on with her day, or come on over, sit down and help me speed things along.
Neither of us had a lot of experience prior to our relationship and have both been completely faithful since. As a result, she's the only person to have watched me jerk off, but it is something I would love to share with an interested individual.
A couple of weeks ago my wife was out and not expected back for an hour. I needed a shower, but thought that this would be just enough time to have a spirited jerk off session and still be all cleaned up for her return.
My sessions are not super creative - a good website, a curvy BBW performer and a comfy spot on the couch is all I need. I got undressed, spread out a towel and settled in.
Just as I was getting started, there was a knock at the door. Normally at these times I would just ignore it and carry on, but I was expecting a package and thought this might be it and the delivery guy always just drops it and leaves anyway.
Wrapping the towel around my waist, I wandered over to the door, opened it a crack and peeked out to see if I could see the package. To my surprise, someone was there. It was one of my wife's long time friends, Susie, and there was no way to hide now as she had obviously seen me.
Suzie was the same age as my wife and after having had a veritable brood of children, she still was quite the looker with smaller, still perky, boobs (large A to a small B) and had a nice round ass and hips. While nothing had ever happened between us, I always found her attractive and felt there was some mutual latent interest there.
Opening the door sheepishly to greet her in only a towel, I smiled and tried to act as casual as I could.
"Is your wife here?", Suzie asked trying to maintain eye contact as my semi-erect dick started to push against the towel. There was no way to hide it, but I bent forward slightly to try to deemphasize the obvious arousal.
"She'll be back in about an hour. I was just getting ready to have a shower, but you're welcome to wait", I offered, not quite sure what the correct manners were in this situation or what her response would be.
There was a slight pause as she weighed waiting, as opposed to coming back. Then a little grin crossed her face.
"What are you doing to get ready for your shower?", she inquired with a lusty growl in her voice.
She looked at me with a look I hadn't seen from her before in the 20-odd years we've known each other. Her hands reached out and her fingers traced down my chest and stomach, stopping at the fold of the towel. My cock had been at half-mast for the entire time we were chatting, but this teasing caused some swift growth and I was now showing quite clearly through the towel.
"Oh!" Suzie exclaimed. "Hello!..." she said looking down at the outline of my shaft and head as they became increasingly defined through the fabric.
With a slow, but deliberate movement, Suzie opened the towel. If someone had been walking by, they may have had quite a view, but Suzie had positioned her body to block a straight on view and the sides of the towel to keep the view for herself.
Released into the open air, my cock jumped up and was pointing directly at her - pulsing with my increasing heart rate. "Well, let's go inside and get you ready for your shower", stated Suzie very matter of factly. With that she folded the towel closed, ran her hand across my thigh and then gave my ass a pleasant little slap as I turned to let her in.
As Suzie came in, I suddenly realized I hadn't closed my laptop which was paused on a BBW beauty taking it doggy-style and facing the camera, her big naturals temporarily frozen mid-sway as the man plowed her from behind. Before I could say anything Suzie sat down on the couch and looked at the screen.
"Oh my! Steve doesn't let me see what he watches". Steve was Suzie's husband, a busy professional who I had heard was very strait laced and conservative in the bedroom. She pressed play and the woman's tits started to sway back and forth, providing some inspiration.
"Steve doesn't let me watch him masturbate", she stated very frankly. "I know he does it and I wish he would let me. I think it would be really hot to watch a guy pump to completion."
"I would love it if you'd watch me," I responded. "No touching, just watching. I've always wanted to show someone."
"Really?!?", Suzie questioned. "I know I was a bit forward at the door, but after all these years, I just had to see what you looked like down there."
With that I opened up the towel and released my now full engorged cock. Grabbing it mid-shaft, I gave it a little squeeze and a drop of pre-cum oozed out.
