John Browser drove home in his Corvette after his doctor appointment. His boss had told him that he had earned the right to take the rest of the day off. Good thing, because the news hadn’t been all that wonderful. The words of the doctor rang through his mind, over and over again: “John, I’m sorry to say that you have cancer.” He said it wasn’t very advanced yet and easily treatable, but the thought of such a persistent disease running amok in his body frightened him. His whole world came to a screeching halt. It was all he could think about.
Letting himself in through the front door, he threw his coat over the back of the sofa. He’d usually yell out, “Honey, I’m home!” But today, the news of his diagnosis preoccupied him, and it slipped his mind. He stepped toward the bathroom then heard a noise coming from the bedroom. It sounded like moaning. Yes, there it was again — a definite moan.
He placed his ear up against the door. It was his wife, Jill, jilling. He started to leave, not sure he should interrupt such a private moment. Yet his feet didn’t move; curiosity got the better of him. Slowly turning the knob as her moaning grew louder, he cracked the door and peered in.
Jill’s striking form stretched before him on the bed. With her eyes shut, she arched her back, absorbed in what she was doing to herself. Her right hand massaged her clit from the top, while two fingers of her left hand entered her cunt and pumped from below. Then her legs pushed together as her moaning grew to a loud crescendo and her whole body quivered in delight. She must have held it there for almost thirty seconds before she slumped down to the bed and pulled her lower hand free, continuing to caress her pussy with the other. She lay there, beautiful, relaxed, and blissful.
He felt the front of his pants to confirm what he already knew: he had a hard-on from watching her. The buzz and tingling that ran through his crotch begged him to continue to caress his penis through his pants and underwear. After that display, he thought why not? He would enjoy having some alone time with her before the kids returned from school. She was obviously already wet — besides, no sense in wasting a good hard-on.
Then she turned toward the door. Did she see him there?
She smiled broadly while her eyes stared straight at him. “Hi, John. Did you enjoy the show?”
For a moment, John wasn’t sure what to do. He remained still, his face flushed with heat but his dick still hard. Could she see even that? He pushed the door open, revealing the tent in his trousers to her amused gaze. “I’m sorry if–”
“What? You don’t think I’ve ever seen you get off before?”
“You . . . you have?” Now his whole head grew hotter.
“Of course. More than once.”
“Why didn’t you say anything?” John continued to stroke his hard-on as he walked toward the be. His eyes remained transfixed on her pussy, wetness draining from its crack.
“I wasn’t sure if you would appreciate it. But it did end up getting me off pretty hard.”
John pulled his pants off and unbuttoned his shirt. “I never knew how hot it would be to see one’s spouse masturbate until now.” His penis popped out when he yanked his underwear down. His throbbing manhood stood tall, begging for attention.
She patted the spot next to her on the bed. “Now you know. Now, go ahead and do it for me, as if I wasn’t here.” Her eyes gleamed with excitement.
John couldn’t deny her this last bit of pleasure before their family’s world crashed around them. So he dutifully massaged his tall dick until his cock-head turned purple and his shaft felt like a bottle covered in skin. The echoes of pleasure grew to body-wide energy flowing over and through him. Each surge emanating from his groin rose to new heights until he thought he could take no more.
As his butt sweated and his dick grew hot with all the warm blood packed in there as if someone had overstuffed it, his thoughts turned to his wife sitting right there next to him. She had the biggest smile on her face as she watched him pump his hard cock to a climax. I can’t believe this is happening. Now of all times? But the sensations of energy building up to a massive orgasm said it would happen very soon.
He temporarily forgot all about the cancer diagnosis, focused only on the wonderful sensations rolling through him. Finally, they reached the boiling point. His pectoral muscles tensed as he pumped his dick forcefully. With his final downward stroke, the cum rushed up his shaft and exploded through the top. The intensity of the orgasm caused him to thrust his pelvis into the air with a loud groan.
The cum shot into the air and landed on his chest. Each succeeding pulse of pleasure shot more of his cream onto his tummy until it dribbled from his tip.
That’s when she cried out, “Oh my God, I’m coming right behind you, baby!” Then she jerked upward with a loud growl and held her vibrating body for another thirty seconds or more before relaxing once again.
He put his arm around her head and said, “That was great, sweetie. I never knew that watching you watch me could be so exhilarating and sexy.”
She nodded. “Neither did I, until today.” She raised her mouth and licked his cum off his chest, picking up the random streams of it across his belly, and the puddle of cream below his dick’s head. Then she sucked the head to remove the remaining pearl sitting on the tip. She laid back down in his arms. “Now you’re clean.”
“Dear, I’m afraid I have some bad news to tell you.”
“Yes. The doctor confirmed I have cancer. But it’s in the early stages.”
She didn’t say anything right away. John glanced at her face to see her eyes closed and her lips silently moving. She was praying.
She opened her eyes, turned to face him, and said, “John, my wonderful husband, God’s got this. He didn’t bring us together for no reason. It was so we can connect like we just did and support each other through times like this one. We’ve been through difficult situations before, and God’s brought us through them all. I don’t doubt he has this one too.”
John stared at her in awe. Here they had just masturbated for each other, lying naked with each other, the kids could come home at any moment, and she had the wisdom and grace to pull it all together into one, sweet, optimistic package. “I love you very much, sweetie.”
“And I love you as well. And I know God loves both of us, and we, Him. So I’m not worried about tomorrow. I’m only worried about you — right now — in this moment.”
She rose up on her elbow, leaned over, and proceeded to relieve more of John’s worries with a blow job. And relieved he was, It wasn’t merely by the intense feelings of pleasure running through him as she went down on his dick. He was reassured and comforted by the presence of this woman God had given him, his true partner in life.
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