My husband looked up at me and paused the porn, without shame.
‘You’re supposed to be sleeping, young lady’, he said, disapprovingly.
‘I… umm…’ I felt like I should be outraged to find him doing this while I was upstairs, but he seemed so unbothered I didn’t know what to say.
‘I couldn’t sleep’, I answered, deflated. I instinctively glanced down at my belt and shifted my feet, remembering the reason I’d been so restless upstairs in the bedroom.
He chuckled when he realised what the problem was: ‘aww is someone feeling a bit needy?’
‘Well… seeing as you’re in the mood… couldn’t we…?’ I suggested, suddenly shy.
‘Oh sweetheart, you heard the doctor, you’re staying in the belt until next week’s appointment at the earliest. We need you to learn to leave that little thing alone. Daddy can’t just go unlocking you whenever I’m turned on, that won’t teach you anything.’
‘But… don’t you want to… you know? I’ll be really careful and make sure I don’t cum’, I tried again.
‘Of course I want to baby, but I can do that in other ways. Safer ways. Here, why don’t you come and help?’, he patted the seat next to him.
I went to sit down, disappointed but still needy.
He unzipped his jeans and pulled his hard cock free of his boxers. He reached for my hand and guided it over to grip his length.
‘That’s it, just stroke up and down for Daddy.’
He pressed play and the woman’s loud moaning started again. I was mesmerised as I stroked. She was so confident and unashamed of her body and her sexual pleasure.
I felt my wetness leaking out from the metal plate over my cunt, and my desperation grew.
I glanced back at my husband, his eyes fixed on the beautiful woman being fucked on screen, sipping his beer and letting me do the work for his pleasure.
Strangely, I didn’t feel annoyed. I was so excited by his hard cock in my hand and the service I was providing, I just gripped harder and stroked faster.
‘That’s my good girl’, he encouraged, but kept his eyes on the porn.
I turned back to the screen, wanting to see what was getting him so hard. The woman was strumming a hand across her clit as the man’s huge shaft pumped in and out of her pussy. Her moans were getting more and more intense and her eyes were closed in ecstasy.
I felt a wave of jealously as my own untouched pussy leaked through my belt and left a sticky mess between my thighs.
Suddenly the woman let out an incredible scream of pleasure and liquid started squirting out of her cunt, splashing the screen and the man who continued to fuck her.
I was confused - why was my husband ok with this woman having an orgasm? Wasn’t it bad for her?
I turned to challenge him, but at the same time I opened my mouth to speak I felt his hand on the back of my head and I was pushed down, his cock impaling my open mouth and hot ropes of cum shooting straight down my throat.