I rub one out when I wake up in the morning. At work I rub one out once sometimes twice depending on how horny I am. Then after work I will normally rub one out twice before going to bed.
I am divorced and have been for the last 8 years. When I was married I'd always jerk at work because I got no sex at home and in the restroom stall at work I have enough privacy to get my business done.
My wife and I share custody of our teenage son. We've each walked in on each other masturbating that we have both just become comfortable with it. I always told him there was nothing to be ashamed of about it so in the morning or at night we both just know to not disturb each other in our bedrooms. But dang my son is messy! I always find his briefs in the hamper coated with cum. Which I don't say anything because he wears colored briefs so it's as easy as toss them in the wash to clean them.
But I went to one of my friends weddings two months ago. They knew I haven't had sex in over 9 years. At the wedding this young 29 year old hottie came up and talked to me. She had no idea who I was. After the reception was done I saw her outside in the parking in her car parked next to my truck. She knew I had a hotel room since I was from out of town and she was too. She didn't want to drive home that night so asked if I'd like company. I knew where this was going so I said okay. Upon getting to my hotel room she took her dress off and I stopped her saying I don't have any condoms! She said well we need some. I ran across the stret to a Little convenience store and bought two three packs. They were behind the counter so I asked the woman working to give me two of those magnum packs.
After getting back to the room she saw magnums and said you must be packing a lot. I pulled all my cloths off quick and said I'm just thick! I did tell her I planned on using all 6 of those condoms on her. She said we'll see. By check out time the next morning I was banging my last load out into the last condom in her tight shaved pussy! Made me miss sex so much.


