I left the bedroom with my trousers, shirt, pants and socks and went downstairs to try and fathom what I’d seen. Strangely I felt I had to get my clothes back on quickly so I could use my brains to think, not my cock and made myself a cup of coffee. I sat in my armchair and could still hear her masturbating vigorously, and it was only then that I realised that I had no idea what she’d been watching. It all seemed irrelevant at the time but we’d never seen a porn film together – ever. An hour passed and she came out of the bedroom, showered, hair dried and looking like a million dollars. She walked up to me as if nothing had happened and said ‘you were early sweetheart – what a lovely surprise’. For the first time since our wedding day I felt insecure – not threatened, but I realised that ‘S’ wasn’t the same woman, and I needed to understand what had happened. ‘What the hell was all that? What’s got into you?’ She was visibly taken aback at my comments, but calmly replied ’I’m surprised. All these years you’ve pestered me for more sex, and now the children have gone, I do less washing, cooking, cleaning and guess what? I get some time for just us and myself. Ever since my sweats have finished I’m horny all the while – it’s just as well you go to work otherwise you’d feel like you’d had a wet dream on St. Swithin’s Day.’ She laughed at her joke…. But it’s not the type of thing she or her friends would say, which once again, got me puzzled. ‘Is there anything I’m missing here? This seems to have come from nowhere’. ‘Oh no, you’re not missing anything…. I’m a supressed married woman who’s realised that she’s left it a long time to realise how much fun there is to be had. But on the other hand, you don’t know everything…’ I had to understand what was happening, so I got up, headed towards the stairs and said ‘I’m popping in the shower and changing, and we can go and enjoy that night out we planned’. I think I sounded confident and in control, but my stomach was churning. ‘Great idea sweetheart’ she came back, ‘let’s see what, or who we can do tonight’. I didn’t look back or acknowledge the remark…. I had no idea of what to say. My rock hard cock was speaking for me.