Handjob

We were halfway through a movie when I felt Kate's hand slipping into my boxers. I was completely soft by then, so she wrapped her hand around by balls and gave them a very gentle squeeze. She carefully massaged them, causing my cock to stiffen.

"I know its hard for you," she said. "I know you want it a lot more than I do. Thank you for trying to be understanding."

Her hand moved up and started to stroke my now hard shaft.

"I hope you can understand, I just don't feel sexy," she told me. "Ever since I was pregnant I just feel fat and bloated. There is no way I can turn you on like this."

"You're beautiful," I assured her and her hand moved a little faster.

"You aren't mad at me?"

"How could I be mad at you? You are absolutely gorgeous. But if you aren't in the mood, you aren't in the mood."

I slid my hand down and gripped her ass through her gown. She looked innocently up at me and smiled. Her hand continued to jerk me.

"If you could do anything you wanted to me right now, what would it be? Be honest. Anything."