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A cowboy on the beach.. mmm.. *Licks lips*
Merry Christmas! xx
After a busy morning, all there is left to do is loaft around in my undies until its time to get ready for a hot Christmas Eve date :
I arrive at the bar, after finally having made up my mind about whether I intended on showing up or not, and stopped a second before the entrance
to admire the wonderful lights that had been decorated around and about the place.Being in a very festive spirit, I walked into the bar decked out in the ugliest and highly inappropriate Christmas sweater, paired with matching stockings and heels. I even had my nails painted in red and white holiday themes.
I walk towards my familiar stool, plomping myself down comfortably and slamming down a postcard on the counter in front of Old Joe excitedly.
“Hey there young lady, nice pair of.. errrm.. top you got there,” he smirks, eyeing me up and down… “What's this?” he continues, picking up the postcard and reading it.
“Oh, it's just this Christmas card I thought I would send out to residents of this crazy town,” I chuckle… “You were the only one left, so thought I'd stop by and personally deliver it,” I add, grinning.
“Well thank ya hun,” he says, raising the card and smiling.. “Here's some eggnog on the house. Enjoy and stay a while… if not for anything else but for me to have something nice to stare at,” he adds, smirking and winking before going back to busying himself in making drinks for the party.
I raise my glass, thanking him as I chuckle at his flirtation before taking a sip of my yummy holiday drink. Getting further comfortable in my seat, my thoughts wander into wonderment in regards to how the night will turn out.
“SANTA THAT'S MY ONLY
WISH THIS YEEEAAR!“… Blasts from my speakers as I dance around my cosied up cabin, totally consumed with adding the finishing touches to the process of putting up my Christmas decorations.
I had spent nearly the whole week prepping up my cabin in the most festive way and today was the day, on Christmas Eve, that it was going to be put all together and I was anxious to see how it would all turn out.
Britney's voice coos over the booming speakers as I had decided to give Mariah's All I Want For Christmas Is You a rest today and play the lesser known My Only Wish This Year, a personal favourite of mine.
Britney Spears – My Only Wish This Year
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_MzumcY3lpkI pick up two wires, connecting to the lights outside that my friend Leo had helped me put up, and I plug them in together causing a ZAP! like effect, leading to the lights being lit up all around the cabin in the most beautiful way.
I continue on to dance around the Christmas tree in excitement, adding the final touches as I do. Wearing just my oversized red shirt and a cute Santa hat, I dance, and I dance, and I dance until the song reaches its end.
Clasping my hands together in excitement as I sit down next to the fire, I look around at all the wonderful decorations that warm my heart.
My eyes shift to the lit fire, my mind drifts elsewhere though. Focusing on last night's happenings, I bite my bottom lip as my heart rate almost immediately increases.
Although the fire wasn't lit, I certainly was. Over and over and over again… all night long.
He was wearing my Santa hat. That's all he was wearing as he pressed me up against that fireplace and took what was his. It was primal… true passion to the core. Our hips slapping in a synchronized motion as I struggled to push my sandwiched, tiny frame back up against him, aching in need.
I shake my head, breaking out of my trance as my thoughts retreat from that happy, whimsical cloud of lust and instead try to focus on finding a distraction to keep my wandering mind occupied.
*Should I or should I not head over to the Annual Ugly Christmas Sweater Party at the bar tonight* I think to myself as I lean back against the cushion and take in the pleasing sight of all the decorations again.
Confession: Been walking funny all day hehe :
Another Confession: Gimp masks can make for quite the kinky fun once the clothes come off.
Who holds more grace, beauty, desire, lovelyness, & sensuality than a woman?
We are akin to flowers, to all things lovely, but we are also strong, fierce, & brave when we attune to our hearts.
We feel & connect to our heart space.
Confession: Took part in a pole-dancing sesh today. Uber fun :
