Straight Female / 32
I don't brag, but my husband is incredibly good-looking and well-endowed. We've always had an amazing sex life; adventurous but we were both rather private people. We both enjoyed the occasional porn video and exploring new things together. I knew that some people would be envious of the kind of man I had, but it never really bothered me.
Anyway, several month ago, my husband got an infection that led to pneumonia and he went into the hospital. Needless to say, I was a basketcase. This man is my world!. He recovered rather quickly, but remained in the hospital for over a week. During that time, he had a ventilator for a few days and, this is where things got awkward, they gave him a catheter. One day, I was visiting and went to the cafeteria where I overheard a few nurses aids talking. I wasn't intentionally listening in, but when I heard the word "cock" my ears pricked up. It took me a few minutes to realize that they weren't talking about their own lovelife, they were talking about my husband! I was taken aback at first, the language these younger women (they were in their early 20s, I guessed) was hardcore to say the least. I've chatted with friends about sex now and then, but never in the graphic detail that I heard that day. I didn't confront them, but my mind kept wondering about what was happening when I wasn't there. Were they fondling my man when no one was looking?! My husband loves sex, so was he letting them? So many questions swirled.
I went back to my husband's room and plopped into the chair beside his bed. I just casually blurted out that I overheard a few aids talking about him. He was sitting up and practically back to his old healthy self at that time. He gave a chuckle and asked what about. I whispered that they were talking about his dick. I said I wasn't sure what to make of it. I was embarrassed, but at the same time, I was kind of turned on that other women found him so attractive. He kind of shrugged it off and our conversation changed. I brought it up again later that evening, though. My head still filled with questions, out of nowhere, I asked if he enjoyed letting other women see his dick. At first he didn't answer, but then he said yes. Yes!! We were never into exhibitionism. At least I didn't think he was. I know I wasn't. Again, he just shrugged it off like it was not a big deal.
I was thinking about it all night. And alone in our bed at home, I masturbated for the first time in a long time.
The next day, I went to the hospital. By the time I got there, the doctor's had already removed his catheter. That was good. He said he hated having that thing, and I could only imagine how uncomfortable it was. I pulled my chair as close to his bed as possible and we waited for the doctor to come back in and give us a discharge date. He was holding my hand and had that look only he could give me (you know what I mean). With a chuckle, he asked if I wanted to make sure they didn't break anything. Without giving me a chance to answer, he pulled my hand under his blanket and placed it on his cock. God, I love his cock! What about the nurses? I whispered and he said, they wouldn't be back until lunch time, as long as there wasn't a problem, they rarely check on him. So I played with his dick until he was rock hard in my hand. I even stuck my head under the covers and sucked him for a little while. I was still nervous that we would get caught, but I wanted to please my man. A few minutes passed and I pulled my head out from covers, still stroking him, when one of the aids from the cafeteria came in the room. She froze in the doorway and let out a little chirp of surprise. With a uncontrolled reaction, I pulled my hand out from under the blanket and looked up at her. She didn't move or say anything. Neither did I. My husband let out another of his signature chuckles as he placed his hand on my shoulder. His swollen cock clearly visible beneath the blanket. I turned to look at him and he smiled. It was smile I had never seen before. A naughty, almost dark smile. I knew what he was thinking. I just stared at him, partly out of shock, partly out of wanting. Without breaking eye contact with me, he took his hand off my shoulder and pulled the blanket down exposing himself. I looked up at the aid still in the doorway. Her eyes glued to the huge cock and the shaking woman next to it. It felt like eternity staring at her. She didn't didn't move or even turn away. My husband started playing with himself. I watched him for a second, then looked at him again with a puzzled look. Why would he want this? I wondered. We stared at each other, then I let out a sigh and took his cock in my hand. I stroked him for a few seconds then leaned over and took his cock in my mouth. I looked up at the woman in the doorway as I sucked his cock. Within a few minutes he came with several grunts.
I leaned back in my chair. I was embarrassed, but so turned on at the same time. With cum still dribbling from my chin, I stood up and scurried past the aid in the doorway and out to the bathroom. I washed my face and stared into the mirror. What just happened?!! It took a few minutes for me to calm down.
When I returned to the room, the door was shut. I went it to find my husband was laying back, completely naked and the nurse was washing him off. I closed the door and watched as she moved the sponge around his spent cock. How lovingly she caressed him. And i just stood there and let her. Taking in the sight. He was beautiful and worthy of such attention.
The aid finally stood up and said she was all done. She pulled the blanket up over him and he raised himself up on the bed. She put all her stuff away and walked past me to the door. She smiled at me, and I smiled back. Then she left without another word. Now, alone with this man I love more than anything I just looked at him. Still embarrassed, but more in love than ever before.
Since that day, we've explored a lot more. We've made it a habit of having as much public sex as possible. Sometimes getting caught, sometimes being watched. We even joined a swinger website, but have yet to commit to anything. Needless to say, we're happier than ever before. Strange how an embarrassing encounter could open up a whole new world!
Anyway, several month ago, my husband got an infection that led to pneumonia and he went into the hospital. Needless to say, I was a basketcase. This man is my world!. He recovered rather quickly, but remained in the hospital for over a week. During that time, he had a ventilator for a few days and, this is where things got awkward, they gave him a catheter. One day, I was visiting and went to the cafeteria where I overheard a few nurses aids talking. I wasn't intentionally listening in, but when I heard the word "cock" my ears pricked up. It took me a few minutes to realize that they weren't talking about their own lovelife, they were talking about my husband! I was taken aback at first, the language these younger women (they were in their early 20s, I guessed) was hardcore to say the least. I've chatted with friends about sex now and then, but never in the graphic detail that I heard that day. I didn't confront them, but my mind kept wondering about what was happening when I wasn't there. Were they fondling my man when no one was looking?! My husband loves sex, so was he letting them? So many questions swirled.
I went back to my husband's room and plopped into the chair beside his bed. I just casually blurted out that I overheard a few aids talking about him. He was sitting up and practically back to his old healthy self at that time. He gave a chuckle and asked what about. I whispered that they were talking about his dick. I said I wasn't sure what to make of it. I was embarrassed, but at the same time, I was kind of turned on that other women found him so attractive. He kind of shrugged it off and our conversation changed. I brought it up again later that evening, though. My head still filled with questions, out of nowhere, I asked if he enjoyed letting other women see his dick. At first he didn't answer, but then he said yes. Yes!! We were never into exhibitionism. At least I didn't think he was. I know I wasn't. Again, he just shrugged it off like it was not a big deal.
I was thinking about it all night. And alone in our bed at home, I masturbated for the first time in a long time.
The next day, I went to the hospital. By the time I got there, the doctor's had already removed his catheter. That was good. He said he hated having that thing, and I could only imagine how uncomfortable it was. I pulled my chair as close to his bed as possible and we waited for the doctor to come back in and give us a discharge date. He was holding my hand and had that look only he could give me (you know what I mean). With a chuckle, he asked if I wanted to make sure they didn't break anything. Without giving me a chance to answer, he pulled my hand under his blanket and placed it on his cock. God, I love his cock! What about the nurses? I whispered and he said, they wouldn't be back until lunch time, as long as there wasn't a problem, they rarely check on him. So I played with his dick until he was rock hard in my hand. I even stuck my head under the covers and sucked him for a little while. I was still nervous that we would get caught, but I wanted to please my man. A few minutes passed and I pulled my head out from covers, still stroking him, when one of the aids from the cafeteria came in the room. She froze in the doorway and let out a little chirp of surprise. With a uncontrolled reaction, I pulled my hand out from under the blanket and looked up at her. She didn't move or say anything. Neither did I. My husband let out another of his signature chuckles as he placed his hand on my shoulder. His swollen cock clearly visible beneath the blanket. I turned to look at him and he smiled. It was smile I had never seen before. A naughty, almost dark smile. I knew what he was thinking. I just stared at him, partly out of shock, partly out of wanting. Without breaking eye contact with me, he took his hand off my shoulder and pulled the blanket down exposing himself. I looked up at the aid still in the doorway. Her eyes glued to the huge cock and the shaking woman next to it. It felt like eternity staring at her. She didn't didn't move or even turn away. My husband started playing with himself. I watched him for a second, then looked at him again with a puzzled look. Why would he want this? I wondered. We stared at each other, then I let out a sigh and took his cock in my hand. I stroked him for a few seconds then leaned over and took his cock in my mouth. I looked up at the woman in the doorway as I sucked his cock. Within a few minutes he came with several grunts.
I leaned back in my chair. I was embarrassed, but so turned on at the same time. With cum still dribbling from my chin, I stood up and scurried past the aid in the doorway and out to the bathroom. I washed my face and stared into the mirror. What just happened?!! It took a few minutes for me to calm down.
When I returned to the room, the door was shut. I went it to find my husband was laying back, completely naked and the nurse was washing him off. I closed the door and watched as she moved the sponge around his spent cock. How lovingly she caressed him. And i just stood there and let her. Taking in the sight. He was beautiful and worthy of such attention.
The aid finally stood up and said she was all done. She pulled the blanket up over him and he raised himself up on the bed. She put all her stuff away and walked past me to the door. She smiled at me, and I smiled back. Then she left without another word. Now, alone with this man I love more than anything I just looked at him. Still embarrassed, but more in love than ever before.
Since that day, we've explored a lot more. We've made it a habit of having as much public sex as possible. Sometimes getting caught, sometimes being watched. We even joined a swinger website, but have yet to commit to anything. Needless to say, we're happier than ever before. Strange how an embarrassing encounter could open up a whole new world!
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