“Christmas Time” THE STORIES. Erotic Story Contest 11.

The big truck rumbled into the parking lot for the regular stop at the services. Walter was on his way home to his wife having just completed part of his last journey. After tonight, it would be the last stretch and he would be home for Christmas. He was looking forward to it.

30 years he had driven, these big, lumbering 18 wheel trucks along the highways and interstate and he had made countless pick up and deliveries. He had made some good friends in the trucker community and he loved the chatter on his CB radio.

But now, now he was looking forward to hanging up his cap and retiring and to spending time with his beautiful wife, Iris. They had been together a good number of years and had three grown up sons and 5 Grandchildren. He wanted to slow down, smell the roses and enjoy family life, what was left of it. They had planned for all the family to be together this Christmas and he was due home Christmas Eve. He was looking forward to it in a couple of day’s time.

He parked up the big 18 wheeler truck and walked across to the diner. He huddled in his jacket against the biting cold and pulled his cap down lower. He was going to spend his last night in the truck, then the rest of his nights cuddled up to Iris.

He went in and the waitress greeted him fondly, “Well Walt, it’s good to see you again. Do you want your usual hun?” 

Christmas decorations hung all round, a pretty Christmas tree was near the juke box and the bells hung in the corners jingled every time the door opened and a gust of air snuck in. Christmas music played softly in the background. The atmosphere was friendly and full of the festive season.
He greeted Rhonda with a smile and nodded his head.
The steaks at “The Golden Spoon” were the best around, “Yes please sweetheart and a nice cold beer. I’m sleeping in tonight. Can I buy you a drink? This is my final run before retiring.”

Rhonda accepted and congratulated him. She was almost wistful when she kissed him on the cheek. Twenty minutes later, he was tucking into a wonderful meal, made better by the fact, the management insisted it was on the house.
“A retirement gift.” Rhonda told him.

He had a couple more beers before climbing into the cab of his truck. He put the heater on to warm his cab and sleeping area. He liked this peaceful time, watching the visitors to the diner as the night radio played softly. The way the windows were in his cab, he could see out but the people outside could not see in. He had total privacy.

The knock was unexpected on the cab door and made him jump. He leaned over to look through the window. He saw a delightful young lady, with a big coat wrapped round her. She looked like one of the whores who serviced the truckers. He saw the likes regular on his runs. Sometimes if he was feeling lonely, he would indulge himself. He justified it by telling himself it was just a pleasant fuck, a release. There was no feelings involved so in his eyes it wasn’t being unfaithful.

He supposed his wife would think differently but he would never tell her of his discreet indiscretions. Besides, after tonight, he would be with his wife, night after night. He would not need such comforts. He loved her dearly.

He waited. Waited to see if this girl would try again or move on to the next truck. He felt a tingle in his groin, just a sliver of excitement to see if she wanted him enough to try again. Was she going to slink away into the night if she heard no response?
She knocked again. “Walter?”
Hearing her say his name shocked him. He waited and listened.
“Walter?  Rhonda sent me. I’m your Christmas present from The Golden Spoon to say thank you for your custom over the years.” She waited and knocked the cab again. “Walter?  Please let me in, it’s freezing out here.”

He thought for a moment and decided it would be a fitting end to his trucking career and the Gold watch for exemplary service he would receive. In a couple of week’s time, to celebrate the end of his 30 years on the road, he would be presented his long service watch at The Snow Flake Ball. It would be a wonderful night to remember. A lot of the Truckers and their wives attended this annual ball.

A bit of female company tonight would be nice and to sample fresh pussy would be even nicer. He leaned over and opened the door. She climbed in the cab and shut the door behind her.

Walter turned the heating up and the radio down so the Christmas songs played lightly in the background. He had a little Xmas tree and Santa and sleigh on his dashboard.

“Hi,” she half whispered. “Rhonda sent me.”  She looked at him unsure as he hadn’t spoken.

Walter didn't respond. Just sat there looking at her. She had opened her coat and was beautiful. She wore a black bra top with a sheer transparent trim falling in a v just over the naval and a matching back mini skirt and thigh high black boots. She was stunning and looked to be minimum half his age-ish. He estimated her to be about 22 or 23 years compared to his 58 years. That thought excited him, a nice new fresh young pussy to see and fuck.
“Get down here,” he said gruffly, his eyes undressing her slowly.

She sat up and removed her coat completely. She was a cute young thing. She scooted to the edge of his seat, which he had pushed back from the steering wheel, and dropped down in front of him. His eyes burned and his hand went to her neck and caressed her ever so softly. He cupped her chin in his hand and looked her over. She felt spell bound suddenly. Walter had a way about him that made a girl feel loved and desired, just by a tender touch and intimate gaze in his eye. She felt for some unknown reason, that he held all of her being in his calloused palm. Her heart beat faster and her breath was slightly shaky as she looked into his handsome and seasoned face.

He stroked her throat and watched his hand as he did so. Suddenly she felt intensely vulnerable. She did not know this man. She was fast and reasonably strong but he was big and so much stronger. She might be able to put up a fight if she had to but they both knew, he could easily subdue her if he wanted.

Then his mouth was on hers and her lips opened under the intensity of his kiss. All fear was immediately swept aside. She sensed he had a good heart and that he would not hurt her. She could smell and taste him.

He slowly seduced her mouth, allowing his tongue to explore her while his hands caressed her head. Her body responded to his tenderness. Usually guys just wanted to selfishly fuck her but she felt he would be different, he would want more. He would actually pleasure her too.

The thought excited her, her body enjoyed his touch and attention. Desire slowly crept over her, she felt her pussy tingle and moisten. Her clitoris became swollen in its little hood and poked through to her panties. Wet desire leaked from her centre and dampened her panties. Her breasts became sensitive and her nipples hardened and pointed out in her clothing.

“Oh I need him in me, on me, around me, part of me.” The errant thought surprised her.
She desperately wanted to pull him in closer. Her body melted into his when she put her arms around his neck, thus allowing free access to her tits from underneath. She needed more.

Walter enjoyed this young woman and was surprised how quickly she responded to him. He sensed her need and growled softly into her mouth.
The lust built up in him. He may be older in years and seasoned but his equipment worked as well as it ever did. He hardened and throbbed. Maybe his vigour wasn’t as intense as it used to be, but where that lacked, his hands and tongue made up.

Lust was taking them both fast and he lifted her skirt to her waist and grunted with the unexpected pleasure of finding flimsy panties. He ripped them off in one tug. Within moments he had two fingers buried in her, making them both moan with the fierce perfection of unadulterated need.

He stopped for a moment and looked at her in such a way that she knew he was there with her, not just lost in his own lust and gratification, but actually there with her, feeling her desire and need as well and enjoying his fingers buried to his knuckles in her.
Her breath caught and her body ached for that acute moment. She throbbed and soaked his still fingers. She clenched her pussy to grip him, begging him to carry on and then his resumed movements took her away to her own world.

His one big hand came up and massaged her tits under her top, squeezing her bare flesh while his fingers and thumb on her clitoris made her cry out. She came almost immediately around him, and as she expressed her intense pleasure, he held her close while her orgasm moved through her.

After a few moments, he raised her up. “Let me look at that pussy so I remember it.” He said softly. She sat on his steering wheel, spread her legs with her pussy exposed. It was almost level with his face and very wet with her orgasm, an orgasm he had given her.
She had a fine black strip, neatly trimmed and the rest of her shaved. It was unlike his wife’s hairy muff but he liked both. Maybe he would shave his wife to look like hers. He knew he would always remember this girl’s fine pussy fondly. He sniffed and breathed in and smelt her pleasure.

“Open your pussy for me, Sweety,” He told her and she did, holding her lips apart. He ran the tip of his finger along her furrow, touching her pink flesh and exploring her all over.
She began to squirm and pant.
“Is my inspection turning you on?” Walter teased her. He licked the finger he had dipped in her hot liquid. She moaned watching him and he repeated the process again.
Each dip, each lick sent her to a higher plane.

“Look how wet your pussy is now,” Walter teased her. “Do you want me to eat you?”
She groaned. “Yes.”
“Only if you promise to suck me and ride me in my driver’s seat after. I also want you naked on me,” Walter set out his wants while he slowly played with her clit.

“As if I would refuse him when doing that!” her mind screamed silently as her clit ruled. She said aloud, “Yes anything!” She was gasping, finding it hard to concentrate.
“Bareback?” Walter asked. “If you are clean.”
“I am. I get checked regular and yes. I want you bareback.” She pleaded.

“Then push that fine pussy in my face, girl. What are you waiting for” he relented at last.

And she did. She stood aside his seat, her shoulders bent over him because of the ceiling of the cab, held his head and fucked his tongue like the slut she was. She pushed and grinded her hot needy cunt all over his face. She liberally smeared him in her pussy juice while she massaged her own tits. She was zoned in her own pleasure, using him as a fuck toy, moaning aloud while he massaged her fine ass cheeks.

He ate her greedily, in his own heaven. He loved a woman to give in to her inner slut and be controlled by her own selfish and sexy wants. He revelled in the fact a young pussy was washing his face like a wet flannel. He would indeed remember his last pussy as a trucker and be content later just to have his wife’s for the remainder of his years.

In his naughtier moments though, he knew he would remember this fresh young thing in his truck, his personal Christmas present from the Golden spoon.

His tongue lapped, tasted and wiped through and over her sexy furrow and then sucked on her clit, drawing it all in her mouth.
“Fuck” he heard her exclaim before she came, juddering on his face, and he drank all her creamy climax milk.

When she regained some strength, she undressed herself and him. He let her, enjoying the sight of her young, firm nubile body and the pampering of being indressed. She had beautiful firm tits, a fine flat belly, a toned ass and hips.

She dutifully kept her word, she slid down into the foot-well, took his cock in her mouth and worked him till he was rock hard. She licked his undershaft, nibbled and kissed his length and suckled his leaking precum from the tip. He began to thrust and circle in her mouth, taking her head right down to the throat so she gagged and drooled. He looked down at her. What a beautiful sight. A beautiful young woman with a mouthful of his cock. He stroked her face affectionately.

His cock wanted her now. “Ride me baby, show me how slutty a woman can be on a man’s cock.”
She moved forward and, with Walt holding his shaft upright, raised herself and got into position to take it into her pussy. She slowly lowered her body until he could feel her soft skin on the head of his cock, and she reached between her legs to spread her pussy lips. When she was ready, she lowered her body farther, and Walter felt the head of his cock wedge into place.

She murmured softly “That feels so good. I like your dick in my pussy.”

Walter watched fascinated as she lowered herself farther. She drew her breath in sharply as she continued to take his cock more into her pussy. She was hot, wet and tight.

With his cock completely embedded in her, she remained in place and smiled down at me. Both were breathing hard.  “Good?” she asked.
Walter smiled, “Hell yes hun!”

She leaned forward so her succulent breasts teased his face. She started raising her body until just the head of his cock was still inside her pussy. She paused in that position before lowering herself again and taking every inch of his hard shaft back inside her body. Her pussy felt even wetter than she had before, and just as tight. This sexy little thing looked and acted as if she was having as much fun as Walter was.

Moving slowly, as if she wanted to make their fucking last, she continued raising and lowering her body, taking his cock deep inside her pussy with every stroke. Walter timed his movements and thrust up to meet her, while his hands moved to her chest and fondled her delectable breasts. She continued her slow strokes up and down, and he thrust up to meet her, she lubricated more and more.

Soon she was moaning more frequent and riding him faster and harder. She held on to his shoulders as her inner slut began to take over. Walter loved it. He watched her tits jiggle in his hands, her face contort in lusty wonder and her pussy flood on his cock and lap.
He pushed her back a bit, using her tits, so he could watch his cock go in and out of her. Another precious memory to keep.

Up and down she rode him, moaning and panting as she enjoyed him. He loved it. His own cock was throbbing and he could feel his balls tighten. He was going to cum soon.

Walter felt a change in her tempo and her breath and moans became more ragged. She was close to climaxing again.  He felt and massaged her pussy and clit to encourage that goal. She moaned at that and threw herself forward. Using the back of the driver’s seat for balance and leverage, she fucked Walter hard and energetically. Her inner slut was released and vibrant. Both began to moan aloud as Walter let the ride take him to fulfilment. He fucked the little slut back!

Her face was a mask of lustful bliss, with her eyes closed and her lips parted in a sexy little smile, and her moans were starting to end in whimpers.
Walter matched her faster pace, and kept driving his cock up into her pussy and, when he looked down her body, he could see her juices running out from her. She smelled great, a woman in total lust.

It was a visual treat, with her breasts bouncing and swinging from side to side. 
In her heat, her body started swaying and weaving from side to side as she moved, and Walter feared she might fall off me in her rapture dance. He put his hands on her waist to guide and temper her movements and his thrusts up into her became even faster.
Walter’s goal was to time his climax with hers, if he could. She was so fucking hot!
Thankfully, she suddenly screamed his name as her release came.

Walter felt the muscles in her thighs and pussy clench and relax, clench and relax. All her other muscles reacted the same as though the trigger had occurred for the others in a domino effect.
He let go and exploded seconds later. In his climax, he shot a big load of cum up into her pussy. He gripped her hips hard and kept driving his cock in and out of her pussy until he had ejaculated all of his fluid in her.

Eventually she calmed down, was so relaxed her whole body collapsed on him. Her arms were around his neck and she was breathing hard by his ear and sat astride him, still impaled by his cock.
He held her close, both needing the intimate cuddle until they reached Earth again.

“You want to stop the night in my rig hun?” Walt asked her at last, enjoying this young naked body on him. He wanted one last night with another woman.
She nodded and he showed her his sleeping area. There was a double bed and all the amenities he needed for being on the road and trips away from home.

He did his night time rituals and soon they were both cuddled naked in bed. It was surprisingly warm and snugly.
“Good night Hun,” Walter told her. “Thank you for being my Christmas and retirement present.”
“My pleasure,” she murmured sleepily and they both drifted into a contented sleep.

Walter woke the next morning but she had gone. She had written a small note for him.

“Merry Christmas Walter. Happy Retirement. Remember all the good times on the road and smile when you do.” 
He folded up and intended to keep it in his secret pocket in his wallet.

It had snowed during the night and the world was a pristine white. Now it was starting to look and feel like Christmas.
He got up, dressed and cleaned up before going to the Golden Spoon for breakfast. He stamped his feet on the mat to get rid of the snow on his boots. Rhonda served him with a knowing smile.

He kissed her cheek, “Thank you Rhonda, you sure know how to send a man into a Happy Retirement at Christmas.”
She leaned down to fill his coffee mug and laughed, “What, with a full belly and an empty cock you mean?”

She winked at him. “You know what they say … What happens on the road…,”
Both finished the sentence together as she sashayed away to fetch him a plate of food,
“…Stays on the road.”

He chuckled at that and thought fondly of his mystery girl of last night. He never even got her name.
Rhonda soon came back with a full English breakfast, complete with baked beans and black pudding.
“Delicious Rhonda, compliments to the chef and to the Golden Spoon for their service.” 

When he was done and went to pay her, Rhonda waved him away, “You take it easy Old Timer and enjoy your retirement and pretty wife of yours.”
Walter smiled at her. “I will Rhonda and Thank you again. Merry Christmas to you and your family”
“Merry Christmas.” She returned.

He left, climbed up into his rig and trundled out the parking lot with a “toot toot” of his horn.

A song came on the radio which seemed appropriate and he began to sing …

“Eighteen wheels and a dozen roses, ten more miles on his four day run. A few more songs on the all night radio and then he’ll spend the rest of his life with the one that he loves …”

He drove along the snowy road. He was on the last leg of his journey and homeward-bound.

The End.

When the dinner was finished, some of the tables were cleared away to open
up the dance floor and the real party could get underway. The dance floor soon filled up and I found myself dancing next to Molly and Grace, just as the music changed from pop music to a bit more R and B and rap.

Then it happened, R Kelly Bump and Grind started to play. Molly grabbed my arm before I could walk away and pulls me tight into her.

As our bodies started to move against each other, rubbing and grinding hard into each other, I put my hand in my pocket and turn her egg up to full power. I move my hands down to her ass holding her tight as the pleasure from the egg takes over her body.

Feeling her body shake in my hands, I know she has just had her first orgasm because of me. With her arm now around my neck she sighs,

“I'm all yours Cowboy!”

“You have been mine all day Molly, my little Playdoll!” I moan back.

“How long have you known that’s my name?” she questioned.

“I saw your laptop one day and you were in the forum. I just never caught you online in the game.” I answered as we still danced so tight together.

Moving my hand across her ass I reached down a little bit and let my fingertips move along the hem of her dress, feeling the soft warmth of her skin on the back of her thigh. I run my fingertip up under the hem and move it between the top of her thighs and felt the wetness of the fabric of her panties where she had just had her orgasm. As my fingers move over the dampness, I felt her lips vibrating, as the egg is still on full power.

Gently I worked my finger tip along the side of the wet fabric and then slide it under it and felt her wet lips open to the soft touch from my fingers.
As my fingers part her lips she holds me tighter around my neck,

“Take me to your room and fuck me Cowboy!” she moans softly.
Taking my fingers out from her panties, I give my finger a quick lick and take my Playdoll by the hand, leading her out of the hall and into the elevator.

As the door shuts I push her powerfully against the wall and kiss her hard and deep. Pushing my tongue into her open and willing mouth, our tongues fight and twist around each other, my right hand moves down between her legs that open a little letting my hand move right between them.

Pulling her Panties to one side I slide two fingers deep into her pussy my fingertips press against the nobles of the egg deep inside her wetness. As my fingers push the egg deeper inside her, my thumb starts to work on her clit pressing firmly against it, flicking it from side to side.

Feeling her body start to shake and quiver in my hands, I kiss her harder to stifle her moans as she gives in to her second orgasm. I hold her up against the wall as wave after wave rushes though her body.

Still with my fingers deep inside her, the elevator doors open, I walk my little Playdoll backwards down the hall way to my room. Pressing her back up against the wall again beside the door, my finger works deeper into her wet pussy making her lift up onto her toes. Her moans grow louder as my fingers and thumb work deep and harder on her pussy and clit.

Reaching into my pocket I swipe the key card in the door and with a little click the door opens. Taking my fingers out of her pussy, we move into the room. As soon as the door closes behind us Molly pulls her clothes off. She turns to face me totally naked. I smile as I look down over her body, her firm breasts are topped with little pink nipples that stand out nice and hard.

Walking towards her she helps me out of the jacket and shirt before dropping to her knees and starts to undo my belt and trousers. Gently she pulls them down leaving my boxer shorts where they are, her fingertips run up my legs and start to trace the outline of my cock in my boxers.

Before she can do anything with my cock I put my hands under her arms and lift her back to her feet, walking her backwards to the bed. I turn her around to face the bed and as she reaches the edge of it I place my hand between her shoulder blades I push her forward making her bend over and supporting herself with her own hands on the bed.

Dropping to my knees as I run my hands up the back of her thighs my thumbs pull her soft warm checks of her ass apart letting me see her sweet little star and the little pink wire hanging from her pussy lips.

Leaning forward into her, I let my tongue slide deep between the wet lips of her pussy, giving me my first taste of her sweet love juices. As my tongue gets covered in her sweetness, I move my left thumb up to her clit and start rubbing it hard. Using the inside of the knuckle of my thumb, pressing her clit hard she quivers to my touch and moans loudly.

Hearing her moans grow I push my thumb deep between her lips and push hard against the inside walls of her pussy. As my thumb works hard inside her, my fingers find her clit. With my hand working the inside and outside of her pussy, I start to run my tongue around and over her little star of her ass letting the tip push against it.

As my tongue and fingers work on her hot sexy body I feel her fall forward and push her face into the duvet to muffle her own moans as the pleasure grows more then she can handle. With my tongue making her tight little entrance nice and wet I give my right thumb a quick suck and then pushing it deep into her tight little ass.

Her body tenses as she feels my thumb in her ass and then explodes with a huge orgasm; her body shakes and pushes back against my hands. I feel the rush of her juices over my hand as she quirts over them. I stand up and move my thumb from her ass, pulling my boxers down my cock springs out hard in front of me.

Taking it in my hand I gently rub its tip between the top of Molly’s thighs, letting it run along the wetness of her pussy lips. With a little bend of my knees I move my hips and push my cock deep into her wet pussy until the tip of my cock hits the egg pushing it a little deeper into her again. Her arms are stretched out and a grabbing hand falls off the duvet as she pushes back against me.
Taking a grip of her hips I start to move my hips letting my cock almost slide right out before thrusting deep back into her and just hitting the egg each time. Our bodies slap together with each and every push. Pushing hard against her, her knees buckle and land on the bed still with her head buried in the duvet I reach around under her and start to rub her clit hard again with my thumb. Pulling myself out of her pussy I move up just a little and rub up against the little star of her ass.

Gently rolling my hips the tip of my cock pushes against her and slowly opens her entrance. I watch her body tense up again and then relax. My cock slides deep into her ass as she relaxes around me. Holding it deep inside her I feel the vibration from the egg right along the underside of my cock.

Feeling her ass relax a little more I start to pound her ass, hard and fast, pushing my cock right to the hilt each and every time. With every hard thrust Molly pushes back to meet my cock. I move my right foot up onto the bed and drive harder into her. She lifts her head and lets out a scream of pleasure. Feeling her ass tighten around my cock and her clit swell even more she erupts into an orgasm again. I feel the heat of her orgasm rush through my cock, deep in her ass and then the rush of her juices as she squirts again and again.

I keep pounding her ass keeping the waves of her orgasm rushing through her whole body until she collapses flat onto the bed. I lean down over her, keeping my cock buried deep in her ass. As my body presses down against hers, I feel the sweat that covers her whole body kissing the back of her neck, I whisper softly,

“Do you need a rest?”
“Yes please!” she pants back

Gently I pull my cock out from her and we move up the bed. Lying down behind her I hold her close to me. My hands move slowly over her body cupping her breasts and gently playing with her firm, little nipples. A soft moan leaves her lips as my finger and thumb pinch her nipples in turn. Slowly I move my right hand down over her thigh and gently run my fingers along the wet lips of her pussy until I feel the little pink wire.
Taking ahold of the wire I gently start to pull on it. Slowly it starts to move as more of the wire comes out of her pussy. A soft, gentle moan comes from Molly as the egg moves down through her pussy and then slides out from between her lips. I feel for the controller and turn it off with the egg hanging from my fingers.

Softly I run the egg against Molly’s lips and as I do, she opens her mouth and takes the egg into it sucking her own sweet juices from it. I let go of the wire and hold her tight against me.

As we lay their resting I run my right hand down her side and let it rest on the soft skin of her right bum cheek. Slowly moving my fingertips across the warm soft flesh they work their way down and gently trace along the wetness of her pussy again.

Molly moans to the soft touch of my fingers and moves her leg up giving me more access to her wetness. My fingertips push a little harder against her as her wet lips open letting my fingers enter her slowly again. As my fingers move deeper into her she rolls onto her front and twists around kissing me deep and full of passion.

“Fuck me hard my Cowboy!” She moans softly as we kiss again.

I move from beside her and down between her legs slowly kissing my way up the back of her thighs and onto her sweet little tight ass. My tongue runs around her little entrance again letting just the tip press against it. I feel her push back on my tongue each time it flicked across that little spot. Moving my body up over her, I kiss all the way up her back until the tip of my hard cock rubs against her wet lips and slides straight between them.

Molly moans loudly as she feels my whole length back inside her. Placing my hands up over her shoulders, leaning right over her, I start to drive hard and deep into her tight pussy. Her muscles in her pussy trying to hold me inside her, it feels so good around my cock. This feeling makes me pound her pussy hard just like she asked for. Her moans and groans grow louder with every thrust of my hips.

She pushes back hard to meet me each time, lifting her head she turns and smiles,

“Cum deep in my ass! I want to feel your hot cum deep in my ass that first time, Cowboy!”

Hearing her words, I move my hands from above her shoulders to the small of her back pinning her down to the bed.

“Are you sure that is what you want?” I say through gritted teeth.

“Yes!   Yess!   YESSSS!”  She looks back up at me.

With one move of my hips I pull out of her hot wet pussy and drive it back deep into her tight ass, making Molly take a sharp breath of pleasure and then a moan of pain but it was all topped off from the big push back against my cock.

Pressing down with my hands holding her still on the bed I drive hard deep and fast into her tight ass. With every thrust I feel my balls slap against her wet pussy lips. Her body starts to shake under me and then I feel the hot rush from her pussy all over my ball as she screams from the massive orgasm that she was still going through.

As her orgasm starts to subside she tightens her hold around my cock in her ass and squeezes it hard. I try to keep my control but know I wasn’t going to last much longer with her squeezing me that tight.

Feeling my ball start to tighten and my cock grow a little harder I know there was no going back. Pushing my hips hard forward and holding her down hard, my cock erupts deep inside her, pumping a red hot jet of cum deep into her ass then a second follows and a third jet pumps into her. Her tight ass muscles work around my cock, milking every last drop of cum out of me.

Laying back down behind her she rolls back against me still holding my cock in her ass I hold her tight to me and we lay there holding each other.   

I feel her body and breathing get soft as I feel her fall asleep in my arms. Gently I work the duvet out from under us and cover us up. My eyes slowly close as I fall asleep too.

As I wake up the next morning I feel across the bed and feel it is empty. Opening my eyes I look around the room and see a little note on the bed side table.

“Thank you for a great night Cowboy and have a great Christmas. I will see you back at work soon!”

I smile to myself as I read down a little more

“The controller is yours to keep and to have fun with as you please.
Your Little Playdoll!”

PS “Please add me”

With a big smile I get out of bed and head off for a shower.

The End.

Slade let her wait outside while he emptied the car and unpacked the bags into his cupboards.
When done, he invited her inside. He closed the door behind her and immediately pushed her back against it and pressed his lips to hers. He thrust his tongue into her mouth to kiss her lustily and to let her know, he meant business.

She kissed him back passionately and he worked his tongue seductively in her mouth simulating oral sex. He took his time, enjoying her and allowing her perfume to seduce his senses. She moaned and he knew she was enjoying the kiss as much as he was and that she would be compliant. His cock began to stiffen and he sensed she was becoming sexually excited as well. He finally broke their embrace and allowed her into his home.

He escorted her to sit down on the couch, took her fur coat to hang up and he fetched both of them a drink, a vodka and ice for her and a whiskey for him. When he joined her and sat down, she teasingly sat on his lap and placed his drink on the nearby coffee table.
She gave him a sexy little kiss, just a peck, to test her boundaries and it was her way of saying, “I want you.”

Slade wanted this woman that was a given. He placed his hands under her skirt, pushed her legs apart and stroked her pussy.

He was delighted that she was clean shaven.
“I like that, nice and hairless. Keep it that way.” He told her and began to finger fuck her, first with one finger, then with two.

With his free hand, he groped her tits, making her writhe and moan on his lap.

“Sit on the rug on the floor,” Slade whispered in her ear, nuzzling her hair, satisfied that she was turned on by him. “I want you to masturbate for me, while I watch you.”

She moaned and reluctantly rose. She went to remove her clothes.

Slade stopped her, “No. I want your top and skirt raised exposing your tits and your naughty little cunt for me. I want you to look like the sexy little slut you are.”
She groaned at his words and he knew, talking to her like this turned her on even more.

She hitched her clothing up. Her tits were nice and round and her nipples were standing on end. Her hairless pussy was all moist and swollen. She was definitely a woman sexually charged.

“You naughty whore,” Slade approved of her slutty look and leaned back on his couch drinking his whiskey, ”Now wank and give me a good show,”

There was something about her that was so innocent but so fucking dirty at the same time. She turned Slade on incredibly. He was pretty certain, she had not masturbated in front of a man so lewdly before and yet here she was in his home, a stranger’s home, on his luxurious rug on the floor with her pussy and tits exposed for him. The rug was of deep pile and a dark burgundy red. It perfectly complimented her black and gold outfit and her pale skin tone.
Slade licked his lips, devouring her arrogantly with his eyes.
He watched her hand drift down to her pussy and the other to her breasts and she started to play with her nipples and labia.

“Yes, that's it!” Slade encouraged her. His gaze roamed over her body and then moved down. He stared intently at her pussy lips wrapped around her fingers.
Her heartbeat was getting faster watching him, watching her, do her slutty performance. She squeezed her taut nipples between her fingers, flicking at them, revelling in the tweaks of sensations that spread through her body at each teasing touch.

She rubbed her pussy. It was soaking wet and Slade could smell her arousal. 
She then turned over, and got on all fours. She lowered her face to the deep pile rug so her ass was sticking in the air. She looked at him all doe-eyed. Her tits hung down and her pussy and buttocks were on show for him. She looked a dirty little bitch with her pussy and thighs moistened with need.

She spread her cheeks and continued to masturbate, moaning and writhing on her fingers. She was really wet now and he could hear the liquid sounds in her movements.
Slade smiled. The little slut was enjoying this and performing wonderfully for him. She looked so hot and his cock was pulsing to take her, but not yet. First he wanted to see her at her most vulnerable. First he wanted to see her cum for him on board The Aqua Pirate.

She looked so hot bent over, her curvy ass high in the air. She pulled her ass apart to show him her sexy little star. He could not resist, he moved forward, parted her cheeks and spit on that puckered spot. That gesture excited her for she moaned in approval, secreted more female juice and rubbed her pussy harder. Slade recognised she was turned on by the slightly degrading treatment and the humiliated and embarrassed feelings that came with it.

“Oh you like that do you?” Slade asked already knowing the answer.
“Yes,” she murmured.
“Yes what?” He corrected her, squeezing her ass as a warning.
“Yes Sir.” She responded.
“Good slut. Say it, tell me what you like.” He told her.
“Sir, I like you spitting on me,” she told him. She stuttered a little over her admission and swallowed nervously.
“Where do you like me to spit on you?” Slade wanted her full admission and feel the slight humiliation of the degrading act.
“Sir, I like you to spit on my asshole.” She was blushing in her bent over state but her pussy was showing signs of more wet desire.
“Where else do you want me to spit on you?”  Slade pushed her for more, feeling her nervous but excited apprehension.
“On my slutty cunt Sir. I want you to spit there and would like you spitting on my tits Sir.” She blushed.
Slade spit on her ass and pussy again and she moaned and rubbed it in with her pussy juices.
“I’m going to cum Sir,” she gasped.
“Good. Do it.”  Slade commanded and watched her cry out in her ecstasy. He saw her body shake and tremble before collapsing on the rug. She was breathing hard.

Using one hand, Slade pushed two fingers in to her pussy and two in to her anus. He felt the wet heat and spasms of her excitement. He gave each ass cheek, three testing spanks with a pause in between. Each spank jiggled her cheeks and was amazingly loud in the boat. As soon as she felt the sharp sting and burn, she felt the heat start to sink right into her pussy and radiate out through her body. Her cheeks glowed red and added to the aftershock sensations she felt by his probing fingers. She moaned softly at each orgasmic aftershock.

It wasn't the pain of the spanks, although that small amount was pleasant. It was the indignity and helplessness that got her, his sheer arrogance and air of superiority. Slade was depersonalizing her, turning her into an underling, a sexual plaything, and as the sting of his slaps sunk down into her pussy and caused her muscles to clench and her clitoris to throb, her will for more just expanded. She became his fuck toy, his pussy, his eager slut. She no longer wanted to be anything else.
”Beautiful,” Slade said softly. He knew she was his. “You are a naughty girl coming here to a stranger’s home, showing your tits, ass and cunt and behaving like a slut. Tell me what you are?”
She swallowed and blushed more.
“I’m a naughty girl Sir.”
“Yes you are,” Slade continued to draw on what he had learnt from her, bringing out her hidden secrets and to acknowledge her liking of shallow degradation and humiliation. “And now you’ve climaxed on my floor. What does that make you?”  All the time, Slade finger fucked her holes.
“I’m a slut Sir,” She moaned, fucking back on his wonderful fingers.
“Yes you are. Look back at your behaviour and look at you now! You are fucking my hand by yourself.” Slade teased and chided her more. She moaned as her pussy became wetter and wetter. Slade watched delighted as her body rocked to and fro on his now stationary hand.
“Good Slut”, he told her after a while. “Now, I’m going to give you what you need, I’m going to fuck you.”

Slade grabbed a handful of her hair and tugged gently to turn her round to face him, and said, “Open your mouth.”

She complied with his order and parted her lips. The tip of his cock pushed into her face. He did not allow her head to move. He held her in place as he pushed his hips forward. His cock shoved deep into her mouth and came to rest in the back of her throat. She gagged a little before he let off. He withdrew only a little before he moved forward again. Then he slowly began pumping his hips into her face. Her mouth stretched. She felt spit building around his big cock that filled her mouth and she drooled from the corners.

Slade continued to fuck her face for a while. She had a lovely wet, warm and inviting mouth. It felt good around his cock. He felt precum build in his tubes and he fed her some as it dribbled from the tip. She drank it thirstily.
When he was satisfied, he had stretched and male scented her mouth, he pulled away from her head, fighting a little for self-control. “Turn around and get on all fours.” He told her.

She did not hesitate to get into position. She wanted him.

She got on her hands and knees. Her forehead hit the floor like before and Slade looked down on her body. She looked incredible. He decided to spank her again. A loud slap filled the room just before the sharp sting set into her buttocks. Like before it fuelled her pussy to secrete her desire. The stockings she wore provided no protection against the whacks on her skin.
She could feel her bottom turning red.
Then he spanked her again, only harder and on the opposite side. The sizzling sensations sent shivers up her spine and back again before he softly rubbed at her skin to sooth the ache.
Again the spanks radiated to her pussy. She was swollen and throbbing.

“Open up for me,” he commanded.

She spread her knees as far apart as she could. Her inner thighs burned at the sensation of her muscles being stretched so far apart. Then she heard a bottle of lube pop open and she felt a cold rush of oozing liquid cover her hole, together with more of his spit.

Slade let the lube drip on her before pushing his finger into her ass. Then he used the flat part of his thumb to push more lube and spit into her asshole. She could feel the slick liquid building inside of her ass.

“I’m going to fuck your ass, Is that a problem?” Slade checked with her.
She shook her head, wanting him so badly.
“Good Girl.” He told her.
Without further discussion, she felt his cock prod her back entrance and then push in right towards the centre of her ass. Her asshole quivered at Slade’s abrupt but slow invasion.

“My sexy little ass whore. You want to get fucked like this don't you?” Slade said softly. He was claiming her body.
She nodded and moaned her need of him.

Slade said to her, “I need you to fuck me. I need you to be a whore for me: the hottest, sluttiest, piece of ass I've ever had. Can you do that, baby? Can you do it?”

She nodded and moaned more. She wanted him so bad.
She took a deep breath and Slade pushed his cock in a little deeper and waited while she grew accustomed to him. She felt herself stretching. He waited for her muscles to relax before he began to fuck her, slow and then building up to a quicker, steady pace.

“Pull your skirt up,” he growled. “Hold it up. I want to see my cock going into you.” and he claimed her second hole that afternoon.

She moaned when Slade placed his hand flat in the middle of his back and pushed down to make her arch for him. She began to rotate her hips and fuck him back. They both became lost in the land of lust and greed. It was the lewdness of it all, the thrill of two strangers fucking. 
He covered over her as he fucked, groping her tits and grinding her pussy. Precum seeped from his cock into her passage and rectum to mark her as his.

She screamed as she came a second time and her convulsions nearly sent Slade into his own sexual heaven but he had one more hole left to claim.
She was drowning in the rushing torrent of orgasm. The wash of overwhelming pleasure and total surrender. She was flying in a stratosphere, exploding like fireworks. 
Slade swapped holes and plunged into her wet spasming pussy. She collapsed face down under him sated, so he fucked her prone body, grinding her into the carpet and pounding her pussy.
This was his pleasure now, greedy, unleashed and pure, raw, animal lust.

He rammed her, reaching as far as her womb and prodding her deep until he poked through.
He could feel the muscles of his cock tighten, building to explode as he fucked her. Then Slade bellowed and growled. Huge spurts of cum flowed from his dick and into her pussy. He pumped into her and then withdrew spraying and scenting her body. 
She received his seed as a willing receptacle, a cum dump, crushed and won over by Slade's relentless fucking and his furious lustful cries. She felt the throb of his cock inside her and when it began to spill hot searing waves of cum into her pussy, intense jets she felt like liquid fire was splattering into her secret submissive soul.

When he was spent and his orgasm subsided, he fell forward and cradled her on the floor. Slade twitched and quivered in post-orgasm as his sensitive cock brushed against her body.

“You are incredibly sexy,” he complimented her.

“So are you Sir,” she smiled as she cleaned his cock, with her mouth, for him and put him away. She cuddled up to him and he kissed her tenderly.
Slade pulled two cushions on the floor for them to use. They lay and chatted while he held her and generally enjoyed each other’s company. He would not however, let her cover up. While he had now dressed and made himself decent, she was quite the opposite lying next to him. Her tits, pussy and buttocks were exposed so he could feel or look at her whenever he wished.
He stroked her hair as he cradled her and every now and then, kissed her lips, neck and shoulders and fondled her lewdly until, eventually, it was time for her to leave.
She dressed and ensured, she had not left anything behind.
As he walked her to her car to watch her go safely on her way, snowflakes began to fall. They both laughed and wished each other a very Merry Christmas.

She got into the driver’s seat and cheekily gave him her panties. He laughed softly and bent down to ask her a question through her open window, gripping them in his fist.
“Tell me, what does the S stand for?” Slade asked.

“Why Sexy of course!” She answered giggling and before he could answer, she had reversed and driven away.

Slade chuckled at her answer and hoped that she would visit again.
He was just about to return down the jetty to The Aqua Pirate when the postman arrived to deliver a box to him. The postman was a dwarf from the bar and grill and introduced himself as Happy.
Slade signed for the parcel and wondered what it was.

Walking back inside, he opened the box and was surprised to find an invitation inside, together with a hideously ugly Christmas jumper.

“You are invited to the Bar and Grill for a Christmas Eve Party but you have to wear this wonderful jumper. Please come. Love Stone and Jayc”

Slade chuckled to himself and said to Percy, who was hovering at the glass doors looking in at him, “Well it looks like I have somewhere to go this Christmas Eve after all and, ”  Slade looked at the burgundy rug on the floor and the pretty panties in his hand, “The Aqua Pirate has just been christened.”

The End.

It was last Christmas and Matilda, his girlfriend was decorating the tree and waiting for James to return home. She placed the last bauble on the tree and then turned on the Christmas lights that adorned it. They all lit up giving a comforting and Christmassy glow to the room. She clapped her hands in joy at the sight and placed another log on the open fire. The flames caused a flickering light that added to the romantic atmosphere intended.

She looked around their home and was satisfied that everything was set. Then she went to the bedroom and dressed the part.

James arrived home and knocked at the door. He slid his key into the lock, and shouted, “Honey, I’m ho…”

Matilda greeted him at the door. She was dressed in a white fur trimmed, sheer negligee. It was exquisite and see through! He could see her feminine curves and slightly tanned skin through the material. The fur trim was strategically placed so it half covered her breasts and hid her nipples. The cleavage on show teased and provoked his male urges. The short hem, trimmed with the same matching fur, hid her freshly shaved and trimmed quim. It was clear, Matilda had seduction on her mind with a capitol S.

She pulled him in her arms and kissed him in a hot, tempting way. She crushed against him and kicked the door closed while her sexy tongue invaded his mouth.

James kissed her back. His sizzling response made her feel bold and confident. His hands roamed over her back, stroking her, grinding the sheer negligee into her skin. His hands slid up to grip her head, causing the negligee to rise with them. It exposed her bare pussy and ass for a moment against him. That briefest of moments titillated her senses. She moaned and her pussy flushed wet before the material dropped down again to cover her. He held her close to him enjoying her softness against him.

Her hands roamed over his clothed chest, sexily exploring his contours, and then she slid his suit jacket down his arms.

She pressed her hips into his crotch and ground their sexes together. She felt him stiffen against her swollen clitoris and she pressed in, teasing herself as well as him.

Matilda unknotted his tie, arching her back as she leant back and pushed her pussy harder against his cock. At the same time, she ran her tongue suggestively along her lips. She wanted to draw his attention to her sexy succulent mouth and tease his cock at the same time. It worked. He watched her tongue, mesmerised and growled.

James’s hands migrated down her back, again grinding the sheer material into her skin until he finally found the furry hem. He took a moment to enjoy the feel of the fur and tease her bottom with it. Then he hitched up the negligee and placed his hands underneath, gripping and kneading her ripe bare bottom. He moaned softly. She was a naughty little minx not wearing any panties.

She moved him towards the bedroom, while unbuttoning his shirt. He did not object and liked her undressing him. She kissed him again.

Impatiently, James picked her up and carried her to the room. Matilda giggled and wrapped her legs around his waist. Now his shirt was open, her naked wet pussy brushed up and down on his belly button as he walked. The sensation teased her and the smeary trails excited James.

They reached the bedroom. She put her legs on the floor and began undoing his belt. She continued nibbling his ear and neck. James walked her back next to the bed and Matilda threw his belt down on the floor. She moved her hands to his crotch and squeezed his cock lewdly through his pants lightly stroking him.

She bit and licked her way down his chest while she hooked her thumbs into his trousers and shoved downwards. His hands gripped her hair, trying to bring her closer to his excited cock.
She squeezed his hard member through his black boxer shorts and she felt a wet spot form on them where the tip of his cock pressed against the material.

A groan escaped James’s lips as Matilda kissed the spot and sucked on his cock head through the material.

James made murmurings for her hot mouth on his bare skin, “Put those lips on my cock. Taste me baby.”
Her hands roamed over his thighs and up under his boxer shorts to grip his tight buttocks, while she playfully bit, sucked and teased his hard rod through the thin material.

James’s moaned and was on fire. Precum seeped from the tip of his cock.

Matilda stood up and placed light kisses over his eyes. She kissed her way down his face to capture his lips in a hot, searing kiss while sliding a black, satin blindfold in place. She wanted to deny his sight for the moment and enhance his other senses, particularly the one of touch. 

When she pushed him back on the bed, James moved towards the centre, of his own volition. He was excited by this unexpected turn of events. He wanted to see where Matilda was taking this. He knew though, he was going to enjoy every second.

She straddled his hips, sliding her wet thatch on him and danced provocatively on his tummy. He groaned in approval at her seduction, feeling her heat and the wet trails on his skin. She slid her hands up his hard chest, stopping to lightly pinch and tease his nipples.

She slid further up his body and straddled his chest. She took hold of his hand and sucked on every finger, imitating fellatio to perfection making James moan and want more.

When she was done, she pushed his hands over his head and locked one into the furry handcuffs she had attached to the headboard in preparation for this moment. She kissed down his arm and across his chest to do the same with the other arm. First fellating his fingers gently, then snapping his wrist into the cuffs. The loss of control electrified him and he was curious to know what his little Matilda had in mind.

She ran her hands over his chest and slid back down his torso. The feel of him bound and blinded like this made her feel powerful. She slid right off him and hooked her fingers inside the waistband of his boxer shorts and pulled them down.

She trailed light kisses along his skin as she exposed his flesh. His rock hard cock popped free from its confines and she placed a feather light kiss on the head.
James groaned and thrust his hips towards her wanting for more.

She felt feminine pride and elation that she was the object of such arousal. As she finished sliding his boxer shorts off, she kissed and nibbled his strong muscular thighs. He tasted of a slightly salty and powerful male. She purposefully let her hot breath tantalize his throbbing member. His cock ached with need and at each pulse, he secreted more pre-cum from his crown.

James wanted to fuck her into oblivion.

Matilda placed just one finger along his cock’s underside and pushed it up giving her access to his cum- simmering balls.

She slid her tongue around them and James gasped and groaned. She sucked one then the other into her hot, wet mouth. She let her tongue swirl around and explore his gonads.

He moaned loudly, “Slide me into that hot mouth of yours.” He tried to persuade her.

Matilda giggled on his balls, loving the effect she had on him. Sliding her tongue lightly up the underside of his maleness, she teased him more, taking her time, tormenting her man.

She gripped the base firmly, massaging his balls. She flattened her tongue and licked and roamed over the underside, plaguing him. Finally allowing just the underside of the head to lay on her tongue. Her hot breath rippled over his cock and the stillness and anticipation hung heavy in the air.
James broke the silence, “Oh God, Baby. Please!”

Matilda smiled around his cock and put him out of his torment. She sucked his crown slowly into her mouth.

“Oh Baby! Suck it! Suck My Cock!”

James tried to up the tempo and fuck her face. He was frenzied and wanted more of his cock in her mouth.

Matilda took pride in the result of her seduction. She still maintained her pace to tease and please. She sucked him in, inch by inch, further and further, still retaining that control.

James’s language became base in his sex crazed state and Matilda loved that.

“You dirty little Cock Sucker!”
“You are so fucking good at this!”
“You’re driving me wild, you little slut!”
“Matilda, I am going to fuck you till you scream!”

Matilda finally took all of him in her hot, sexy mouth. She felt his rock hard state. She closed her mouth on him, and slowly drew all the air out. He was gripped in the tight vacuum of her mouth.

James moaned loudly. His balls tightened as his semen simmered and boiled for his impending release.
She felt him throb and she drooled in excitement. Matilda relaxed her throat and eased him in, taking him as far as she could. James slipped down her throat and she swallowed on him.

Then she moved back and forth, head fucking and deep throating him. It was all too much for James, he growled and erupted in pleasure. His cock swelled up as the first jet of hot, creamy cum hit the back of her throat.
Matilda move back some so she could suck and taste his seed. She milked, drank and suckled him dry. 

When done, she pulled off and cleaned him up with her tongue. It stimulated him and caused James to harden again almost instantly.

Matilda straddled him again and kissed him. He tasted himself on her mouth. She leaned forward and placed her nipple near his lips. James took his cue and began to suck and lightly bite her. Pleasure shot through Matilda and she moaned. She enjoyed him for a while and then removed that breast from him and replaced it with the other one. Once again James sucked and teased her nipple raising Matilda’s temperature and causing her to moan. 

She eventually pulled her tit away from his mouth and inched up higher, her pussy was wet and left a greasy trail on his skin. She positioned herself over his head.

James smelt her musky desire. It made his cock twitch in answer to her needy scent. She lowered on to his mouth.

“Suck me! Make me cum!” She commanded softly.

James’s tongue obliged and slid over her labia. She reached down, pushed his blindfold up and spread her pussy open for him. He looked at the most intimate view, a woman can ever give a man. Her beautiful, pink, exposed pussy, swollen, wet and in reach of his tongue. He relished being the man she had chosen.

He pulled on the cuffs, binds that stopped him touching her. He wanted to. Instead, he could only use his tongue to pleasure her.

Matilda moaned loudly when she felt James devour her intimate offering, first with his eyes, building the anticipation, and then with his wicked tongue.

She felt the first intimate lick and shuddered. His tongue worked expertly around her pussy, exploring her crevices. He licked around her clitoris and lightly danced over it.

Matilda gasped when at last he sucked her swollen nub into his hot, sexy mouth. He bit and grazed it lightly with his teeth while she mewled and ground her pussy into his face.

Matilda moved her hips and guided his tongue where she wanted it. She enjoyed her man and felt her desire build.
James lapped at her pussy, exploring her furrow and finding every crevice. He licked and sucked and nibbled her sex. He drank her unique juices and flicked, suckled and teased her clitoris, repeating over and over.  He worshipped his woman.

Panting and moaning, Matilda suddenly screamed his name. Her orgasm was upon her! It took control and washed over her like a tidal wave. She ground her pussy on his mouth, allowing her cum to drain between his lips. Her juices flowed into him and she watched him drink her.

Matilda collapsed for a moment to rest, both were breathing hard. Then she moved to kneel lower on the bed to be near his cock. She suckled him and drank the fresh oozing pre-cum and encouraged James’s manhood to harden more.

She then rose up, removed her furry negligee and placed it by his balls so the fur could nestle and tease him. He watched her still cuffed. She sat astride him, planting her knees on the bed, either side his hips and slowly sank on his cock. She gasped loudly as James’s thick girth stretched her tight channel. Matilda relished the feeling of being full of cock and coupled to her man.
James thought she looked like a Goddess in that moment.

James shuddered when he felt the fur tease his undercarriage. He held back his urge to thrust to build the anticipation. Matilda began a slow sensual grind on his cock, increasing gradually to a slow steady fuck. She leaned forward as she did so and kissed and licked his lips. She tasted her pleasure on him and dutifully cleaned her juices off him.

Matilda built up the sexual crescendo, rocking her hips, letting James’s cock slide in and out.  She rose up, magnificent over him in her sexual need.  She started to fuck him with almost bestial plunges, her raw inner slut released.

She pistoned her hips from her waist, impaling herself deeply again and again on his staff. Matilda cried out when James thrust up from his restricted position. It was just what she wanted, for him to be crazed in need, for him to try and fuck her like an animal.

James's hips moved up and down with the shuddering urgency of a savage. It was primeval and obscenely sexual. This wasn’t about love and caring for each other, even though they did. This was the primitive pulsing of lust, sweaty, crude and spasmodic and deliciously violent.

Matilda threw her head and upper body back to rest on her hands behind her. She was in rapture, breaking out in a sweat, her shiny tits jutting out, her wet pussy pushed forwards, her whole body on display, reaching for his masculine admiration and lusty need for her.

His rock hard cock rubbed against her G spot in this new position and she cried out with renewed pleasure.
James’s pelvis matched her movements. They both fucked faster, shallow strokes, deep strokes and their bestial plunges.

Matilda cried out from the immense pleasure of riding him. He growled in lusty fuck mode. Matilda felt her pussy start to contract as another orgasm approached. She moved faster, thrusting on him in harder, faster strokes.

She screamed aloud as her climax overwhelmed her and her pussy contracted on him. He thrust more, each one, fast and hard. Matilda felt his cock expand as he jettisoned hot cum into her.

The feel of his spurting cock pushed Matilda into yet another orgasm. Her whole body shook as she cried out her joy.

She fell forward completely sated on him. She looked up into his loving eyes and saw the lustful beast slowly retreating. She gave him a tender kiss.
As she did so, she reached up and unlocked his wrists. James immediately tossed her under him, cradled her against him and plunged into her pussy again. He wanted her under him and to be inside her until he softened and uncoupled naturally. She lay under him joined. Both were breathing hard from their exertions.

Cuddling together in their sated afterglow, Matilda looked up at him. “Welcome home, Baby. I missed you.”

****

The screen slowly faded on Matilda’s loving face and then blacked out in the heavenly court. There was silence as every attendee was lost in their own thoughts of wishes and memories of their own sexual encounters.

Clarence suddenly held up the white furry negligee, “This,” His voice rang out around the room, “contains the evidence of Matilda’s climaxes shown in the film. Would anyone like to closely examine the exhibit?”

A hand slowly rose up at the back belonging to an unseen face, and then quickly lowered when Saint Peter cleared his throat in reproach.

Clarence laid the negligee out for all to see.

“I believe that footage from last Christmas proves the last two points without a doubt that:

4. James has people who love him that would be wrongly deprived by his early unexpected death.

Matilda clearly loves him to have gone to such trouble to seduce him, even planning the scene and clothes to wear. She clearly is sexually excited by him and has chosen him as her life-long mate. His early and unexpected death would wrongly deprive her of such high quality orgasms and I would even say perhaps sexual encounters. Would you want to take the chance of her becoming an old maid before her time?”

Clarence allowed the words to sink in to his enthralled audience. Then he continued…

“Point 5. That a future generation will be lost by James’s early demise. James is a virile young man and the clip shows he is sexually active. Do you doubt his ability to sire his future generation?”

Clarence again paused and then faced Saint Peter, “And there Sir, the Defence rests and whole heartedly asks the powers that be to allow this young man to return to earth, to live his life as was destined prior to this unfortunate incident and more importantly, to go home to the woman he loves.”

****

The icy rain battered down on the windscreen and the wipers clicked rhythmically as they arced back and forth.  It was Christmas Eve and awful weather for driving on the motorway.  It was the same on the opposite carriageway.  Traffic was heavy. Everyone just wanted to get home in time for the Christmas celebrations.

James was driving his car, listening to the Christmas songs on the radio that were determined to spread Christmas cheer in this awful storm.

“And so this is Christmas, I hope you have fun…”   John Lennon’s voice sang out and James found himself singing along with him, “The near and the dear ones, the old and the young,”

He continued to sing to others that he knew throughout his journey and was relieved when he finally turned into the drive of his home. Matilda would be waiting inside for him.

He felt for the engagement ring in his suit pocket. This Christmas Eve was going to be special for he was going to ask Matilda to be his wife.  He got out the car, locked it with the remote and ran to the porch.  The icy rain was cold as it pounded him.

He hunted for the door key in his pocket and noticed a package on the step. It was wrapped in silver and gold Christmas paper. He picked it up and opened it. It was an Angel for the top of a Christmas tree. He frowned as though he should know something, as though he should remember something but whatever it was, it was just out of reach.

He found the key at last! He knocked and opened the door. He shouted, “Honey, I’m ho…”
Matilda greeted him at the door. She was dressed in his favourite white fur trimmed, sheer negligee. It was exquisite and see through!
James shut the door behind him.

Matilda saw the Angel in his hand. “How did you know?”  She exclaimed. “We need one for our tree, I couldn’t find our other one. This one is perfect. He is so cute. We should name him.”

They both looked at it and said simultaneously, “Clarence.”

Matilda laughed. “We must both have thought of that film – It's a Wonderful Life. Clarence it is.”

She placed it on the top of the tree using a nearby stool.
Christmas songs played softly in the background and the open fire was warm and welcoming.

James could see her feminine curves and slightly tanned skin through the material of that sexy negligee.  He loved how the fur trim was strategically placed so it half covered her breasts and hid her nipples. The cleavage on show teased and provoked his male urges. The short hem with the same matching white fur hid her freshly shaved and trimmed quim. She was beautiful.

She got down off the stool and turned as though sensing his admiration. She stepped towards him and pulled him in her arms. She kissed him seductively and he responded in kind.

On top of the Christmas tree, unseen, the smile on the Angel’s face widened just that little bit more.

The End.

Wendy and Mike were spending their Christmas days at a wood cabin in a resort in the south of the country. They arrived on Friday at around seven o'clock and, after checking in at the administration building, drove to the cabin in the woods. It was a good thing Mike had fitted the snow chains to the wheels, as the last part of the journey was up a steep hill and in this deep snow, it would not have been possible.

Together they explored their accommodation and surrounding area and come to the conclusion that, the website they booked their break on, had given an accurate picture of the cabin.  It was pure luxury, nicely furnished, stylish and equipped with a log burning fireplace.

It wasn’t overly big and the bed doubled as a sofa when it was folded up but it had everything they needed for their short break. The resort had even been decorated for the festive season. A beautiful Christmas tree stood in the corner with baubles and beads on.

Mike looked at the two rifles that hung on the wall and thought, “Nice décor. Let’s hope we won’t need them.”

Wendy hung the clothes in the big wooden cabinet in the corner, while Mike fetched the last suitcase out of the car. He had parked directly behind the property. Once back inside, he took Wendy in his arms and kissed her on her mouth.

She enjoyed his sudden show of affection and whispered, “Mmmmm delicious. Are we going out for dinner?”

Mike nodded.
Half an hour later they walked, holding hands, through the streets of the resort, looking for a suitable restaurant. They soon found somewhere nice and not too far away. Drinks and food were ordered quickly. They were very hungry and also quite tired. They had after all, worked all day and then drove all the way to the resort. Now they could relax and enjoy some quality time together.

At the next table, an older couple were taking their seats.
The lady nodded in a friendly way and said, “I just saw you at the cabins, I think we're neighbours.”

Wendy smiled back and introduced themselves to the couple, “Hi, nice to meet you. This is Mike and I'm Wendy.”

The man stood up and shook their hands as he said, “I am Bart and this is Kate.”

They exchanged some kind words and toasted to a wonderful Christmas here at the resort. Both couples were soon tucking in to their food and enjoying the wine. The food was quite delicious. Occasionally, they exchanged glances with their new friends and neighbours and as the coffee was served, they all moved and sat together at the restaurants fireplace for a little chat.

It was getting late when they decided to call it a night. While all chatting, they walked back to the cabins. During the short walk up the hill, Bart told Mike that they are from a city in the West, and ran a shop. Now for the first time in years, they had taken Christmas off so they could fully enjoy a few days of vacation and quality time together.

Wendy walked beside Kate and she tells Kate, with a bit of a double tongue that Mike and she are living in the North and together run an Internet business.

Fifteen minutes later they reached their cabins. They said goodbye and wished each other a good night.

Once Wendy has closed the door behind her, she felt Mike’s arms around her waist. He pulled her close and kissed her neck. She caressed his arms and let him continue with his slow seduction.

Slowly he undressed her, then lifted her up and he carried her naked, to their bed. They kissed. Wendy fondled him and opened his trousers and shirt. She watched, licked her lips provocatively and slowly helped him remove his clothes.

She lay down on her stomach as Mike grabbed her wrists and pulled them above her head. Her legs were closed and were clamped between his knees. Her tummy flips in excitement as she felt his hard penis through her clenched ass crack.  Mike prodded with his cock, slowly looking for a way to slip between her swollen labia. It was their favourite pose and Mike’s long thin cock slid smoothly inside her.

She moaned and whispered, “Come, honey, fill me with cum.”

Mike moved in and out, pleasuring them both. Minutes later Mike obliged her request. He moaned loudly, as his seed flowed deep into her. Wendy pushed her tight ass up a little so she could feel him penetrate deeper.

She began to shake and gasped, “Oooww, yes, yes, owww … YYEEEEESSSSSssssss …”

It was just a little later and she lay in his arms thinking. Mike had fallen asleep sated.
Wendy lay awake, worrying, not for the time that she had faked her orgasm again. A tear rolled down her cheek as she realized that she wasn’t able get satisfied by him anymore. Still, she dared not tell him. The last thing she wanted to do was upset him and dent his male pride.

The next morning they sat on the couch to have breakfast. They were not yet showered and just in a T-shirt. They were deliciously unkempt enjoying all the delights that the resort had provided for their first morning of their holiday.

As they watched the fireplace, they cuddled and fed each other toast. Mike caressed her breasts while she slumped watching the fire. Her nipples were getting harder and harder. She ran her fingers through his dark hair.

Then she whispered, “Do you want to lick me?”
His tongue began at her navel and then found its way into her hairy twat. She lay down on her back with her legs wide so he was able to push his mouth fully over her soft intimate lips. At his request, she never shaved there ever, except perhaps in the summer when she wore a swimsuit or bikini.

He licked her deeply and she became more and more excited. His unshaven chin rubbed against her legs while his tongue worked on her clit. Without warning, she suddenly moaned shrilly and convulsed in a delicious orgasm. A warm glow slowly crept through her body and satisfied she pulled him close. She looked at the ceiling, a tear ran down her cheek. She felt ashamed because she had no idea what her mind was on when she came, but she knew it wasn’t Mike.

Half an hour later, she was in the shower. The hot water fell on her head and shoulders. She enjoyed the warmth and the scent of the soap. Mike was already dressed and waiting for her in the living room. This afternoon they were go to the Christmas market in the town and afterwards a little drink, somewhere in a nice pub.

The afternoon flew by. They had a great time and enjoyed the festive atmosphere at the market and in the pub. En route to their cabin, they quickly grabbed a bite to eat, some fish and chips. Today was not a luxury, but just a greasy bite…

It was nine o'clock in the evening when they arrived back, and just when they were about to step inside their cabin, the next doors cabin door swung open and their neighbour Kate called out,

“Hi, Wendy, do you want to join us for a drink?”

Wendy looked at Mike. He nodded approvingly, and before Wendy could answer “OK,” Kate was already saying,

“Marvellous, come on in.”

An hour later they were talking amused and laughing with each other. Bart and Kate had picked a delicious wine and made sure the glasses kept well-filled. Bart served delicious snacks while Kate, who was next to Mike on the couch, showed him some holiday photos on her iPad. Wendy sipped her glass once more and watched from her chair how Kate settled against Mike to watch the pictures together on the iPad.

Mike enjoyed her attention and, thanks to the wine he was opening up more than usual. Kate talked and talked only about their holiday in Spain and later Mike browsed the pics on his own.

All of a sudden she laughed and said, “Oops… I didn’t know those pictures were also on there.”

Bart laughed and said, “Oh dear, they have reached the topless section”.

Mike smiled, amused and looked at the pictures as Kate said, “Flip through, next are going to be the really good ones”.

Wendy saw Kate’s hand appear suddenly on Mike’s thigh and that her red painted nails were idly scratching into the fabric of his jeans. A warm wave of excitement ran through her body. Was she really seeing this older woman trying to get closer to her man? Would Mike at thirty years old, appreciate this forty-nine year old woman touching him like this?

Just before her mind ran wild with their erotic images, she heard Kate ask, “Wendy, I'm going to smoke a cigarette outside, you coming?”

They stood outside, next to their Cabin. Kate lit up a cigarette and inhaled deeply. The smoke tickled Wendy's senses. She had given up a year ago now. She looked at the perfectly manicured older woman, her breasts, her confident look and her precious jewellery. Wendy realized that Bart and his wife were wealthy people. Kate smiled as she smoked her cigarette, then headed back inside. Wendy followed her back.

When she entered Kate was already back next to Mike. Wendy stood behind them so she could also look at the IPad and was surprised when she saw an image of a sun-kissed Kate, shining with oil, topless in the sun. Mike scrolled further and a photo appeared of a young man massaging Kate’s buttocks. Bart explained that they were at a vacation paradise where things like that were possible and also allowed.
He winked at Wendy and Kate laughed, “Yes, indeed, we enjoyed our stay a lot.”

The next picture was more shocking! Kate was kissing a girl while the young man, (who was on the other picture), had grabbed Kate's breasts from behind. Kate seemed to be enjoying herself with this young couple.

Mike moved awkwardly aside, to sit even closer to Kate. Kate’s hand moved underneath the iPad, and Wendy noticed that she was no longer holding the iPad. She was covertly doing something completely different. The heavy breathing from Mike she recognized immediately. He was sexually excited by this woman and allowing her grope him in her very presence.

Wendy’s head was getting blurry, she had had too much wine and she was getting confused. Carefully she walked to a chair, and when she sat down, she looked straight into the questioning eyes of Kate. Kate was checking it was ok with her. Wendy slowly nodded. She was intrigued how this would play out.

She watched Kate open the stud buttons of her boyfriend's jeans. The blue fabric of his boxer was partially revealed and she saw the red painted nails burrow their way into his crotch area.

He moaned and closed his eyes. He stretched his arm to put the iPad on the table beside the couch. Wendy saw the picture and thought for a moment. Her thoughts went to the oral sex and when he licked her that morning. In the picture, she saw it showed Kate passionately kissing the girl while the man fucked her from behind.

Suddenly she heard Bart whispering, “I took those pictures, Jeez, what horny sight it was”.

Wendy looked over to the sofa silently. She felt a warmth taking over her as her heart banged in her chest. She began to feel aroused and excited as she looked at Kate and her boyfriend making out.
Kate had her blouse and bra off.  Mike kneaded her big breasts and sucked her huge nipples.

Her left hand clasped his scrotum while the other hand was jerking him off. Her pace was a very slow but steady rhythm. She was making him incredibly excited. His long, thin penis was erect and the tip shimmered wet in the dim lamplight. Kate bent over and took his member in her mouth. She sucked him slowly and kept eye contact with Wendy.

Her smile was sexy and ever so horny.
Wendy moved a little aside to see things better.
Mike grabbed the woman by the hair and pushed her down over his swollen cock. He head fucked her awhile. Suddenly Kate rose up and let her skirt slip down from her hips.

Her high leather boots looked suddenly different now. The beautiful fishnet stockings she wore were open at the top.

She was not wearing panties and Wendy looked straight at her shaved and wet pubic area!

Then she turned around and sat down on her knees above Mike, with one hand she led his cock between her damp pussy lips. She sank slowly down and started to ride him carefully.

First slowly, then faster and faster. He grabbed her breasts and kneaded them hard. Kate’s big ass bounced hard on his lap while she fucked him with his girlfriend watching. Mike found the whole situation naughty but very erotic. He was so turned on.

Bart was sitting next to Wendy and had put an arm around her waist. She hadn’t even noticed until he pulled her closer and kissed her cheek. Wendy looked impassively but still intrigued at the two on the sofa across the room.

She did not notice Bart touch her again, slowly undoing the buttons on her blouse. He massaged her small tits gently and kissed them through her open blouse but on top of the fabric of her brazier.

Suddenly Wendy looked at Bart fondling her, cupped his face and then nodded towards the other couple.
Out of nowhere Wendy told him, “Go, Bart, sandwich Kate with Mike, that’s what she wants. I can tell.”

Wendy sipped her wine and looked across the room. She saw how Bart stood behind Kate and pulled out his huge swollen dick. Mike pulled Kate further forward as he knew what was about to happen. Her ass and pussy was exposed to Bart.

Slowly Bart slid his member into Kate’s wet cunt and Mike felt the second cock pushing along his.

Kate kissed Mike on his mouth and said, “Now boys, fuck me both.”

It took a little practice for both men to get the rhythm right but when they did, it looked and felt incredible. Wendy had risen from her chair and stood alongside them. From the side line, she saw how this mature woman was enjoying both men. Carefully, she stretched her hand out to Kate’s breasts. They felt warm and soft as she gripped them firmer. Slowly she bent forward and she started to lick and suck Kate’s tits. The men upped the pace more and more.

Both men were vigorously fucking her pussy, whilst Wendy pawed and sucked her tits.  Kate was being used like a fuck toy.

Mike was the first to shoot his seed inside Kate’s pussy. He roared his sexual release.
This triggered Kate who followed in a screaming climax.

Bart showed no such signs of orgasm and pulled his huge hard cock slowly out Kate’s wet slit.
Wendy took hold of her boyfriend’s limp dick to lick it clean. Someone caressed her cheek and hair while the red painted nails began groping the wet triangle in her crotch. She shivered with excitement and looked wantonly at Kate.

Fifteen minutes later, as the sofa was turned into a big bed, she lay with Kate while the men watched. The girls were drinking wine and kissing each other. Wendy didn’t think about Mike, her mind was full of sex and more sex.

– Continued –

“Looks like we got the park to ourselves buddy” Charlie unhooked Tyson’s leash and his young dog bolted off. 

Tyson loved the dog park with a capital L and it was the main reason Charlie had chosen the new apartment he had recently rented. It was a “pet friendly complex” and walking distance to the dog park. The park was very popular with the area dog owners, being the strict leash laws of the city. The park was fenced and owners could let their dogs run free. Tyson ran at full speed and scanned the park for any of his dog friends.

Tyson, a year old boxer returned to look at Charlie a puzzled look on his face.

“What can I say Tyson, its Christmas Eve, your friends have prior engagements.” Charlie said.

“Woof” Tyson replied and got in the pounce position.

Charlie reached into his coat pocket and got out a red rubber ball and threw it far with Tyson in hot pursuit. The game went on for a while with brief interruptions when Tyson would pick up an interesting scent or object.

Charlie walked to a bench as the game went on, brushed off the snow from the seat and sat.
Tyson returned with a beat up Frisbee chewed beyond recognition and a tug of war game began. The battle was interrupted by the clang of the gate and Tyson looked up and ran over to greet his little buddy Bodie. 
Bodie was the little French Bull dog owned by the woman who lived on the 3rd or 4th floor of his building. Charlie could see she was on her cell so he remained on the bench till she got off her phone.

“Yes mom I got your gift, thank you”
“Yes I have plans, Cindy my friend from work invited me over” Natalie lied.
“Yes the job is going well”
“No. I am not dating yet.” Natalie rolled her eyes
“Hi Dad, I’m good thanks. How is your back?”
“Hi Grandma, I miss you too.”
“Hi Penny how is school?”
“Still seeing Bobby?”
“You two still planning on visiting me for spring break?”

By the time Natalie got off the phone she was near tears. God she missed her family. It would be her 1st Christmas away from home.

Natalie smiled as she saw Bodie run up to her with a ball in his mouth and that rowdy Boxer, Tyson in Pursuit.

“What have you got Bodie?  Is that Tyson’s?”  she asked her Dog  as she bent down. 
Not willing to give up his prize Bodie kept his distance when suddenly Tyson bounded up on her blind side and greeted her with Muddy paws and a slobbery lick to the face.

“Tyson! Down!” Charlie yelled and jogged over.

Tyson obeyed and sat as Natalie petted him on the head.

“Jeeze, I’m so sorry.” Charlie apologized as he ran up. “What can I say? My dog is a nut!” Charlie smiled.

“That’s ok,” Natalie said  as Tyson ran off chasing Bodie and his ball.

“Awwwww  damn, he got your jacket all muddy!” Charlie grimaced seeing the paw prints on her once pristine white ski parka.

Better than last time, Charlie thought with a smile remembering. Tyson was a notorious “crotch sniffer” and on their 1st encounter had almost lifted the poor woman off the ground, his muzzle between her legs.

“I will pay for the dry cleaning.” Charlie offered

“No need, its machine washable, no harm no foul.” Natalie said.

“Merry Christmas. It’s Natalie right?” Charlie asked

“Merry Christmas. And your Charlie.” Natalie said with a smile.

The two had bumped into each other from time to time sharing the elevator; at the corner supermarket and here at the dog park. The two exchanged small talk as they watched their dogs play.
Charlie learned Natalie was a graphic artist who worked for a publishing firm downtown.
Charlie was in service and sales of copy machines also downtown.

Charlie also learned that Natalie was relativity new to the city, having taken the job and moving from Seattle for a fresh start but didn’t elaborate on the reason.
Charlie told her he was from rural New York State and had lived in Boston for a few years now. Charlie had a brother living in L.A. and his parents had moved to senior community in Florida. 
They talked and laughed about their building and some of the more strange tenants who lived there. Then the conversation turned to their dogs.

Natalie told Charlie a co-worker volunteered at a shelter who told her about Bodie, a pup who had been brought in. When Natalie saw his picture on the woman’s phone she had to have him.
Charlie had a similar story. A friend of Charlie’s bred boxers and Tyson was the runt of the litter. Visiting one afternoon Tyson had fallen asleep on Charlie’s lap and the pup went home with him that night.

As they chatted the dogs were slowly running out of gas and slowing down. Bodie was shivering and Tyson looked at Charlie as if to say let’s go to that place where the nice lady gives me treats.

“Ah I know that look Tyson,” Charlie said bending down to pet him.
“What does he want?” Natalie asked
“Want to have a drink with me?” Charlie asked
“I would love one, but what about our dogs?”
“I know just the place.” Charlie smiled as he leashed Tyson.

“This is part of our dog park routine,” Charlie said as they walked down the street with Tyson leading the way.

The couple walked down the block and Charlie pointed to a sign above a corner pub, “The Hungry Hound Bar & Grill.” Tyson was straining on his leash as they got closer.
Natalie laughed when she saw the sign and at Tyson’s eagerness to get there.

As the couple entered the bar, a heavyset older women tending bar smiled and greeted them warmly.

“Tyson! Charlie! And who is this?” the woman said coming around the bar and kneeling to pet the dogs.

“Agnes, this is Natalie and this little guy is Bodie”
“The bar is pet friendly,” Charlie said removing his coat and hanging it on the wall, Natalie did the same. Natalie looked down and a large orange tabby cat was rubbing against her legs.

“That’s Harley, he lives here.” Charlie explained.

Natalie quickly understood the name as the cat purred with a loud rumble like a motorcycle as she stroked his head.
Natalie looked around. The bar room was adorned with paintings of dogs and cats. Two older men sipped beers and were playing cribbage in a booth by the window.

Natalie grinned as Agnes petted and sweet talked the dogs. Tyson’s tail wagged as he sat for her, his eyes filled with pure adoration, even Bodie was enamoured by her soothing voice as he vied for her attention.

“Were you boys at the park?”
“Did you come here for treats?”
“I bet you boys are thirsty”

“Joe serve Charlie and his friend while I take care of these thirsty dogs.” Agnes called out as the dogs followed her to a corner of the bar.

A tall white haired man appeared from the back wearing a thick red flannel shirt.

“Merry Christmas Charlie. Who’s that you got with you?” Joe said with genuine friendliness.

“That’s Natalie and this little cutie pie is Bodie.” Agnes answered for the couple.

The couple ordered beers and Joe told them that being as it was Christmas eve, the kitchen was closed and the bar would be closing around 6pm. He said the last part a bit louder so the two cribbage players could hear him and take the hint.

Their beers served, Joe wandered over to the cribbage game and left the couple alone. They thanked him and sipped their drinks and ate peanuts. 

“He has a crush on Agnes. It’s humiliating! I don’t exist when we come here.” Charlie sighed, gesturing to the dogs who were under Agnes’s spell. Both were now besotted with her.

“I think Bodie is falling for her too and he is kind of shy of strangers.” Natalie commented. Agnes did seem to have a special way with animals.

Natalie watched in amazement as Agnes had the dogs in complete control. Bodie even sat when she told him to, something he rarely did for Natalie. Agnes gave both dogs some Jerky treats. A reward for their good behaviour. As the dogs ate, Agnes came behind the bar and opened a bin and produced 2 rawhide chew toys, a slender stick for Bodie and a larger one for Tyson.

“Oh great, he is never going to want to go home now.” Charlie moaned in faked suffering.

“It’s Christmas Charlie and all good dogs get a present.” Agnes said, brushing off Charlie’s comment.

“What about me? I’m a good dog.” Charlie said with a grin.

“Joe, give these two a brandy on the house. Satisfied?” Agnes replied returning her attention to the dogs.

With the dogs laying on a large old throw rug chewing away on their presents, Agnes and Joe sat with the cribbage players and chatted.

With fresh beers and snifters of brandy, Harley the cat sat on Natalie’s lap and the couple got to know one another better.
It turned out they had a lot in common.

Both has similar tastes in music and movies and both enjoyed reading.
Charlie quizzed her on her knowledge of the area and the best bars and clubs in the city. Charlie could not help but notice Natalie had no ring on her finger and had not mentioned a boyfriend.
Little did he know Natalie was doing exactly the same thing.
Charlie looked up at the clock.

“Hey, I’m not keeping you am I? I’m sure you must have plans for this evening.” Charlie asked.
“Well, the sad truth be told, no.” Natalie confessed. She explained to Charlie that the way the holiday fell this year and with no vacation time being new on the job, she was stuck in Boston for Christmas.

“Same here.” Charlie admitted, “I have a possible big sale with a law firm day after Christmas and I really need the commission. Plus without my brother being home, I don’t think I could handle a weekend alone with my folks down in Florida.” Charlie said laughing.

“I hear that.” Natalie giggled.

“Another Beer then?” Charlie asked.

“Most definitely.” Natalie nodded.

“Joe, another round please.” Charlie said

“Get it yourself.”  Was Joe’s gruff reply.
Charlie and Natalie both burst out laughing. Charlie fetched the beers and dutifully left the money on the bar counter for Joe or Agnes to ring in when they wanted.
Charlie sat back down and expanded on his sad plans for the evening.

“Well it looks like a frozen dinner and some old Christmas movies on TV for me tonight. My company gave us Christmas turkeys this year, but I’m clueless how to cook it. I don’t think it will fit in my microwave.” Charlie laughed.

“I could cook it for you!” Natalie’s eyes lit up. Besides art, cooking was Natalie’s other passion and she had not cooked a real feast since moving to Boston.

“You got yourself a deal.” Charlie grinned.

Excited by the idea Natalie opened her purse and got out a notebook and a pen.

“We need to stop by the market. We need some things.” Natalie said quickly making a shopping list.

“Hey Agnes, Joe, Gents. Merry Christmas. We need to get going.” Charlie said rising to his feet.

“You two have a very merry Christmas.” Agnes replied with the men echoing, “Merry Christmas.”

Leashing the dogs, Charlie put the slimy rawhide Chew’s in a paper towel with a single word “yuck”
10 minutes later, Charlie was standing outside the supermarket with the dogs. He was in good spirits. Natalie seemed lovely and very pretty and somehow he had managed to get a dinner date on Christmas eve with her.  He thanked the fates and his lucky stars for such good fortune.

Natalie soon returned with two bags in her arms. Charlie took the bags from her and Natalie took the dogs and the couple returned to their complex.

First stop was at Charlie’s to get the turkey. Natalie stepped inside and looked around. It was clean. A good sign. Natalie hated slobs. But it was a typical guy’s place, the dining room had a treadmill and exercise bike instead of a table.

Turkey in hand, Charlie followed Natalie two floors up. She unlocked the door and let them inside. Placing the bags on the kitchen table. Natalie turned to face Charlie.

“I have lots to do.” She smiled, “Why don’t you and Tyson come back around six.”  Natalie said

“Looking forward to it.” Charlie smiled.
Letting himself out, Bodie escorted Charlie to the door. Charlie stopped.

“I almost forgot, here Bodie.” Charlie reached into his coat pocket and gave the dog his rawhide chew.
“See you later,” he called out to Natalie and Tyson and he returned to his place.

– Continued –