I was feeling a little better today. I’d slept all day yesterday, waking briefly when Spencer came home with some of my favourite ice cream to sooth my throat. I’d managed a few spoonfuls before passing out again. This morning when Spencer had been getting ready for work I was feeling a little frisky.

‘Somebody’s feeling better,’ Spencer teased as I held onto her hand trying to persuade her to stay in bed with me.

‘Just a little bit. I might get up today and make a bed in front of the TV, maybe watch a movie,’ I pouted and tugged insistently on her hand. ‘I’d feel so much better if you would stay with me,’ I even batted my eyelashes in an attempt to woo her. 

Yeah, I said woo. I’m sick, my vocab ain’t the first thing on my mind. No, that would be the luscious blonde hovering over me, blouse hanging open giving me a tantalising glimpse of her bra clad breasts. Sensing her distraction I slipped my hand inside and cupped the firm flesh and squeezed gently.

‘Asssssh!’ My wife moaned and captured my mouth in a sweet, passionate kiss. Heaven. ‘No, I have work. You’re sick.’ She broke the kiss and grabbed my wrist, pulling my hand free but not before I flicked my thumb over her nipple, causing it to harden.

‘Naughty Ashy,’ she scolded in her husky sex voice that her arousal had triggered. ‘Be good and I’ll take care of you later,’ she promised and tweaked my nipple through the thin cami I was wearing.

‘Speeeence,’ I whined. ‘You can’t leave me like this!’ I flopped pathetically back onto the bed and gave her my best puppy dog eyes.

‘Be good,’ she even wagged her finger for emphasis as she stopped in the doorway. That coupled with the A-line black skirt and black silk blouse got me even more worked up. I stretched and the covers just happened to ‘fall’ off my sick but still incredibly hot body. 

‘Define good?’ I purred as I slid a hand down over my taut stomach and into my boxers.

‘I’m going. Have fun!’ My beautiful, hot, sexy wife scowled at me but her eyes were fixated on the hand that was slowly moving under my shorts.