Pampered by her Husband

Virginia awoke to the sound of the vacuum cleaner buzzing away in the next room.

She rubbed her eyes and glanced at the clock. 8:30!

Stumbling out of bed she pulled on her dressing gown and made her bleary way to the living room.

The door was wide open, and through it, there was a semi-naked man, a white towel tied around his waist, the muscles in his back rippling as she pushed the vacuum cleaner back and forth over the rug.

Virginia just stared.

She’d never seen this man before. He looked like her husband, but her husband didn’t vacuum. She couldn’t figure out if she was having some sort of dream or if she’d been abducted in the night and was in the wrong house.

But no - that was her furniture, the pictures on the walls were the ones she’d selected and hung, it was her bookshelf in the corner.

The house, however, was spotless.

There were no kid toys spread across the floor, the cushions were on the couch, where they belonged, there wasn’t a pile of dirty dishes on the coffee table.

Now Virginia thought about it, aside from the buzz of the vacuum cleaner, the house was quiet.

Where were the kids?

A sudden silence pulled her attention back to the man in the middle of her lounge room.

“You’re awake! So sorry I woke you, love, but I finished all the silent chores, and there was only this one that I could do until you awoke, and it felt wrong to sit and do nothing.”

Virginia blinked. “Who are you? And what have you done with my husband?”

He grinned, his blue eyes flashing. “I am Jarrah, the Housekeeping Fairy. Today is National No Housework Day and so I have been sent to ensure you have a restful and relaxing day.”

“O-kay… Where are my family?”

“The kids are staying with my mum, she’ll bring them back tomorrow.”

She stared at him. “Someone spiked my glass of water, didn’t they? This is all one crazy hallucination.”

He chuckled. “Oh, no. It is most definitely real. You’ve been working hard, you deserve to be taken care of.”

He put the vacuum cleaner away and came back to set up a massage table. A flickering out of Virginia’s eye made her turn, to see candles on every flat surface in the room.

“First up - a massage before your morning coffee.”

“I—” Virginia closed her mouth. If this was a hallucination, it was a damn realistic one. She hadn’t had a massage in forever, and she wasn’t going to miss out on one now, even if it was all in her mind.

She approached the massage table and slipped off her robe. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath it, and Jarrah’s gaze roamed appreciatively over her curves.

“You are a beautiful woman.”

Virginia’s spine straightened. He might be imaginary, but he still managed to make her feel hot.

“Please, make yourself comfortable.”

She lay down on her back on the table, closing her eyes as he began to stroke her legs with warm, oiled hands.

His touch was so good, exactly the right pressure, just where it was needed.

By the end of it, she felt amazing. Why didn’t he do this more often?

Next came a cooked breakfast, followed by a facial and manicure.

But it was after lunch that things really got interesting.

“I have one more thing on my list, aside from cook dinner.”

He was standing behind her, massaging her shoulders while she sipped a glass of chilled white wine.

“What’s that?” She wasn’t really listening, focusing instead on the way his hands felt on her shoulders, all too aware of the stirring between her legs.

He brought his mouth to my ear. “It is to please you.”

She grinned. “I thought you’d never ask.” She turned, her cheek brushing his, to meet his mouth with her own.

His kiss was passionate, and he scooped her up and carried her through to the bedroom, dropping her on a freshly made bed. Just the feel of fresh sheets she hadn’t changed made her groan.

“God, that feels so nice.” She ran her hands over the clean sheets.

He grinned. “If I realized changing the sheets got you close I’d have done it more often.”

She wiggled her eyebrows. “Never too late to start that habit.”

He laughed as he untied the belt of her dressing gown and pushed it down over her shoulders, where she shrugged it to the floor, then he knelt in front of her, nudging between her thighs to lay a circle of kisses around her pubic hair.

“No teasing.” She gave him a tap on the shoulder.

He grinned, then nudged her clit with his nose.

“That’s better.”

She lay back and closed her eyes, running her fingers through her husband’s hair and spreading her legs to give him easier access.

He lapped at her with his tongue, every touch sending a stronger jolt through her body, peaking her nipples, electrifying every inch of her skin. He explored her folds, his tongue stretching inside. She moaned and groaned as she tilted her hips, guiding him to what she liked best. Soon his tongue returned to her clit, his fingers delving inside, and with the two working together she came, an orgasm tearing through her body as it hadn’t in too long.

“I want to feel your cock in me.” The words were breathy, but he didn’t need to ask twice. Soon he was above her, his erection pressing between her thighs.

She wrapped her legs around his hips, held his face between her hands as she pulled him close for a kiss, their tongues meeting as he eased his way inside her.

“You’re gorgeous,” he whispered. “And beautiful, and sexy, and the best thing that ever happened to me, and if I won a million dollars you’d get this each and every day.”

An orgasm circled, pleasure spiraling up her spine. “It’d get boring pretty fast.” She kissed him again. “I’d need something else to do.”

“But I’ll settle on once a month.”

His thrusts increased until she could only grip him while he pounded her, and soon she was grasping at his shoulders as the orgasm spilled over.

He came, kissing her again.

Then he pulled away. “I think we need to do this far more often than once a month.”

She grinned. “This should happen every day. It’s the pampering I can leave for once a month.”

“That I can do.”

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