I was disgusted by his masturbation. A grown man doing what teenage boys do and fantasising about unattainable women. I caught him at it late one night when I'd gone to bed leaving him watching television. I couldn't sleep and went downstairs in my pajamas to make a hot drink and there he was with his trousers round his ankles, masturbating over some porno film they have on at weekends. I couldn't stop myself. I flew at him and hit him around the head and told him he was a dirty bastard. He didn't even try to defend himself but pleaded with me to stop. We both kept our voices low in case we woke the children. “What if it had been the girls who caught you instead of me,” I hissed at him. We have girls aged 12 and 16. I had him pinned in his chair so he couldn't pull his trousers up and I guess he felt pretty ridiculous sitting there half naked with a furious wife on his case. He started to cry and say repeatedly that he was sorry but that made me angrier. I started hitting him again in the face with my balled fist and he let me. I kept telling him he was worse than a piece of shit, language I don't normally use so I guess a lot of my other frustrations with him were coming out as well. I mean I know guys jerk off and maybe I'm naive but I thought they stopped when they married. Why would a married man need to masturbate? “What if Sally (she's our 12-year-old) had seen this?” I snapped at him. “Her own father doing this dirty thing to himself like some stupid kid. Are you a retard or what?” The porno film was still playing on the TV. “And what have these women got that I haven't?” I raged. He was a complete mess. A man with his trousers down and his cock out slumped weeping in his chair. “You just disgust me,” I said and walked out. As you can imagine breakfast next morning was fraught. He was hangdog and didn't dare to look at me when I banged his eggs in front of him; the girls were puzzled and silent. I had to restrain myself from saying “I caught your father masturbating in front of the television last night. You must never go into the TV room when he's alone in there in case he's doing it to himself.” Of course I didn't but when they left the room and he started to cry again, his eggs untouched, I warned him that if I caught him again, I'd cut his cock off. He knows I mean it.