I tend to stay in bed for 15-20 minutes after my wife wakes up to start the day with getting the kids off to school. Like most mornings, today I woke up with some morning wood. As I was about to get out of bed to head to the bathroom, my wife came in to say good morning while the kids finished breakfast in the kitchen.

As she stood next to the bed chatting about something, I shimmied my boxers down enough to free my cock. I then grabbed her hand and pulled it under the covers to reveal what I had for her. Her hand wrapped around it, cool to the touch, and it shot shivers through my body.

She laughed, said I'm always so impressed with myself, and she absent-mindedly stroked. I think hand jobs are seriously underrated, and something about her laziness of stroking me while talking about the day she had planned was so hot in the moment.

She stopped and went to go do something but I grabbed her wrist and put it back on my cock and practically begged her to finish me off.

She started stroking again and leaned in close. "You like my hand on your cock? You really want to cum?"

I whimpered, "Yes, please."

"Are you going to strip the bed and wash the sheets after you shoot your load?"

"Yes."

"You're going to remember to put the sheets in the dryer and put them back on the bed?"

"Unghh..."

She stopped. "If you don't promise to do what I say, you don't get to cum. Tell me."

"Yes - whatever you say."

"Good boy."

With that, she undid her bathrobe with her free hand and lifted her shirt to show her tits.

"You better go quick before the kids come upstairs."

With one of my hands fondling her tits, I was so close and she leaned in to kiss me. I shot my load with her tongue in my mouth. Her hand milked everything out of me, and she wiped it on the sheets before walking out of the room.

"Remember what you promised."