Faking It

As I write this story, my kids are at school and my hubby left for work about an hour ago.  This morning Rick, my husband, woke up with a woody, as usual.  Because of the Christmas rush and hectic schedules we have not had sex in over a week and I knew he wanted it.  It seems like every night we run around like chickens with our heads cut off trying to get everything done.  By the time my head hits the pillow I am exhausted.  In a way it works out because Rick is usually more amorous in the morning but the last couple of mornings we have slept in a bit late.  Yesterday at 20 minutes past the hour, Rick’s hands started to wander.  I love the feeling of his hands and I would have been happy to oblige further, but there was just no time.  The kids had to get up, wash up, eat breakfast and then catch the bus to school.  I wriggled out of Rick’s grasp with a quick promise to take care of him soon.  Last night we both got home late and by 11pm I was asleep in bed before Rick finished cleaning his teeth.

The next morning (today), Rick’s hands started to wander again.  I knew he needed attention but I also knew both kids were still in bed.  If I don’t wake them up, they won’t get up, so I wriggled out again with a quick apology, to start my morning duties.  The look of disappointment on his face as I left the room stung my heart as I grouched at the kids to get up and get ready.  As I heard the shower start I realized I have been wrong to neglect him and decided to correct the problem right away.

As Rick showered, I raced through getting the kids moving taking a moment to shed my pajamas underneath my housecoat.  As they started eating cereal, the shower stopped running and I went to the bedroom to find my man in front of the closet in his undies looking for something to wear.  Without a word, I locked the door and turned off the light as I approached him from behind.  My hands found his groin and his penis was rock hard in seconds.  “Oh my” I said, “we can’t keep letting you go to work like that now can we.  You won’t even be able to sit down”  As Rick turned to me I untied my housecoat revealing myself to him by the light that slipped past our curtains.  “We only have a couple of minutes, you in the mood for a quickie?” I inquired.

As Rick leaned down to kiss me I pushed him onto the bed on his back and pulled off his boxers.  Rick’s precum was all the lube I needed as I sat on him and took his manhood inside of me.  I know he loves it when I cum so after grinding on him between thrusts I started to moan.  I don’t make it a practice to lie to my man, but I knew this would help him along so I faked the big O.  I made all the right sounds as my nails scratched his chest, shaking my boobs in front of his hungry eyes.  My body convulsed in the usual way and before I stopped his climax had begun.  I pumped my hips fast and hard as he enjoyed his much needed release.  His body bucked and he grasped my hips tightly as he thrust himself against me from below.  He emptied his seed and as he finished he professed his love for me.  We kissed as his penis softened and slipped out of my vagina.

After a quick trip to the toilet, I finished the kids and got them on the bus.  Rick’s kiss on the way out the door showed his appreciation as I whispered in his ear that I was still leaking his sperm down my thighs.  I know some people may not approve of faking it but I don’t regret it at all.