Jay hadn’t talked to me much after Kyle had finished the walk through yesterday. I thought that maybe he was just lost in thought about what needed to happen next with all the reconstruction. It wasn’t until I wrapped my arms around his neck while he was sitting at his desk and started kissing his ear without a response that I realized something else was going on. But what?!

I woke up in the middle of the night and realized that Jay had not come to bed. I quietly walked down the hall towards his office where I know he sometimes fell asleep while working on some project that he always seemed to have going. But as I got closer to his office I heard a woman moan loudly and then a man groaned. I froze! As my sleepy fog quickly cleared I realized it had been years since I’d caught my husband masturbating. I got wet instantly and my stomach flipped. My body got jittery but I had to move closer. I had to see what he was doing!

Staying out of the light beaming from the office, I quietly walked on the carpeted floor and peered into the office. Jay had his pants thrown to the side of his chair and his muscular, naked legs were spread wide and he was leaning back in his chair. His right hand was wrapped around his cock and he was pumping his arm hard to a porn on his computer. I knew he was close because I’d seen my man cum so many times in the past twenty years. I slid my hand inside my panties and stroked my pussy, my finger on my clit. I stifled a moan and listened to him breathe heavy and I felt the need to go in and climb on top of him. But there wasn’t enough time. Jay groaned quietly and whispered “oh fuck” before his body convulsed and his orgasm overtook him. I was torn between letting him know I was there but I didn’t want to embarrass him. I hurried back off to bed.

I thought about Jay jerking off in his office all day while at work after tossing and turning all night thinking about his cock inside of me. But even after work Jay was distracted. I couldn’t take it anymore. I worked out trying to distract myself. After an hour-long workout I still couldn’t keep my mind off the frustration. So while Jay was in his office I sneaked my favorite dildo into the bathroom. I got out of my sweaty bra and workout shorts and didn’t waste a second.

I put some gel on the giant cock-shaped dildo and rubbed it on my clit after propping my leg up on the tub and leaning against the wall. I remembered Jay leaning back in his desk chair, with his eyes half-open, glancing to the scene on his computer screen and stroking his thick cock. I fantasized about how hard he’d cum inside of me if I rushed in just before he came to the video, straddled him, and fucked him until his cock exploded. My knees nearly buckled at the thought. I felt the tension building throughout my groin and my pussy was so sensitive and wet. I started with the tip of the dildo cock inside and an uncontrolled moan slipped from my lips.

I couldn’t take waiting any longer. I slid the thick dildo cock inside imagining it was my husband. I imagined riding his cock on his chair, my tit in his mouth, making him groan. I felt my orgasm closing fast when I imagined the feel of him pulsing inside. And then the most unexpected image flashed in my head. I remembered Kyle, our contractor, and a quick glance he gave me near the end of the walk-through of the construction work he was going to do for us during the remainder of the summer, and his dimpled smile. Just as I came my husband’s image disappeared and an image of Kyle, hovering over me, thrusting his cock inside of me while fucking me in my bedroom. The orgasm was so intense I groaned loudly and nearly lost my balance while the waves overwhelmed me. I grabbed the edge of the wall and pressed my back hard against it, sweat formed on my forehead.

For a moment I couldn’t believe that my mind had wandered like that. I mean I had imagined fucking plenty of other men while masturbating but never had I had a man replace my husband during such a fantasy. I shook off the thought of Kyle and got in the shower wondering how hard it would be to see him the next time. I wondered if I would blush imagining his youthful body on top of me. What I knew for sure is that Jay couldn’t know about this…at least not yet.