I do community theater, and my costar actually stroked my cock under the covers during rehearsal in front of my wife, the director

We are only a few nights away from opening. We are still in rehearsals. Don't ask me how we got to the point of my wife, directing me falling in love and fucking another person. Simulated fucking. Of course.

Until last night's rehearsal. It's supposed to be the scene in which the guy doesn't wanna have sex or he's pretending to not want to.

And she is really sweet and funny and playfully tries to arouse him. Which in the script ends with a hand job. But it's just supposed to be her hand 2 feet away from my actual cock and just lifting the blankets up again and again and again.

I'll admit it, it is an erotic scene. And if thoughts make vibrations, then she should've known that I wanted to fuck her right there. But never would I make a move. Especially with my wife, the director watching our every move.

But when the scene came up last night, she seemed even more dialed in. And present. It really felt like she was flirting with me. Which I loved. It was the best scene we had done yet. But then it completely shocked me when instead of putting her hand Just past my cock, like she's supposed to. She went straight inside my underwear. And wrapped her fingers around my cock. She laughed and bit her lip and smiled.

She slowly stroked me in front of my wife. And the stage manager. And one of the other actors. Thankfully, my character was supposed to be surprised. Because that's what I actually was. I looked her in the eye, and she kept saying her lines as she ran her fingers up and down the full length of my cock. And of course the script has a line that says women don't play with the balls enough. And when she said that she cupped and squeezed my balls. She had me at her mercy.

If this scene goes on much longer, I'm going to come. I have no idea how I'm going to explain that, I'm thinking.

And then mercifully let go and bounced out of the bed. Picking up a magazine. That's her scripted exit. And yet my penis was longing for more of her touch. I could actually feel it throbbing under the blanket. I suddenly wanted her to come back. But I snapped out of it when my wife said and seen. And congratulated us on doing a very good job.

And as we sat there and receive notes from my seemingly oblivious wife, my cock still wouldn't go down. She had already put on her regular clothes which were sitting on the table just off stage out of you. And because of her, I had to get up hide my boner from my wife. Which meant I left it in full view for the young woman playing the younger sister of my girlfriend.

I feel so embarrassed and want to apologize. She looked straight at my cock in grey boxer briefs. Then looked me in the eye expressionless, and quickly looked away.

The drive home my wife didn't seem to say anything or know anything about it. My wife absolutely loves my scene partner. She told me she's a flirt. And she admits we have really great chemistry. Which is why she wanted us to do this play. And yet it may have gone too far last night.