Flat Mates Part 2 Chapter 8 The Christmas Holidays
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Several readers have expressed an interest in my continuing with Robin’s story. I think this is a good idea. For those who have followed her so far, thank you for your support. For those who don’t know Robin but would like to catch up, read the following stories in this order.
The Bitch’s Oven – Halloween contest entry.
Ding Dong the Bitch is Dead – the day after Halloween.
Saturday Arrives – the continuing story.
And these will bring you up to date.
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Robin woke the next morning to the gentle swaying of the boat and the touch of Danny’s hands between her thighs. He was climbing on top of her. She closed her eyes smiled and sighed, wrapped her arms around his neck and spread her legs. He made love to her so gently and sweetly. She decided she likes sex in the morning. It was peaceful and easy, so full of love and tenderness. That is until this wild man got so turned on he went nuts on her sweet ass. She was going crazy by this time too. The orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks. His cock was stroking her sweet wet pussy and she was squeezing his thick dick as hard as she could. When Danny came in her he dropped his head on her shoulder and moaned over and over. They spent several minutes hugging and kissing and petting each other, sighing into each others ears.
Finally Danny broke the silence. “Honey, I have an intramural game this afternoon, I hate to leave you but…” He didn’t want to leave.
“Hummmmm, go kick their ass. Can I come watch you play?” She answered smiling against his cheek.
“Absolutely.” He answered looking into her eyes.
Robin couldn’t wait to tell Jennifer about her incredible date with Danny. She was knocking on her door as soon as she got back to campus. Jennifer answered still half asleep. Robin pushed into her room and hugged her neck.
“Morning sleepy head.” Robin said.
“Hummm, hi. Kinda early isn’t it?” Jennifer asked, looking at the clock on the wall.
“10:30? Early? Oh you lazy, lazy bitch.” Robin said smiling into her eyes. “Danny gave me an orgasm!”
“Danny, Danny who little whore?” Jennifer asked. Bitch and whore had become their pet names for each other.
“Danny Bishop, I told you I had a date. We went out last night. Oh, Jen, he fucked me so good. I had an orgasm last night and again this morning! My first orgasms Jen!” Robin was on cloud nine.
“This morning? You spent the night with him?! Brave girl.” Jen smiled but she had hoped to be Robin’s first orgasm.
“I’m nasty, I need a shower.” Robin said and headed to the bathroom stripping her top off as she went.
That’s when she noticed feet sticking out from under the covers of the bed. She stopped and pointed to them and smiled back at Jennifer as if to say who’s a brave girl? Jennifer just shrugged her shoulders and walked to the bed. She pulled the covers off of to expose a well built naked man lying in the bed. He slowly roused and rolled over. This guy was hung like a horse and obviously waking up horny. Jennifer took her robe off and crawled in bed with him and started to tease his cock, licking the head and flicking it with her tongue. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Robin standing beside the bed nude from the waist up. He jerked up and looked at Robin and then at Jen at his cock. He reached for the covers but Jen pushed them off the bed. “Walter Freeman the third, met Robin Bennett the first.” Jen said smiling.
“Hi.” Robin said.
“Uhhh, hello? Jen what uh…?” He didn’t finish his question.
“Walter is a lawyer here in town. He helped me get into law school. I’m coming back some day to steal his practice.” Jennifer said.
He looked at her smiling as she returned to her blowjob. He looked at Robin and stuck out his hand.
“Please to MEET You!” He said to Robin as Jen bit down hard on his gorged cock. “Careful down there.”
He held Robin’s hand and stared at her as Jen worked on him. He pulled her to the bed and she sat down beside him and watched Jennifer do her magic. He put his hand on Robin’s breast but she pushed it gently away and shook her head with a smile.
“Maybe later, I’m going to take a shower.” Robin said.
What was she thinking? She had her dream date last night and she’s telling some middle aged lawyer that she might fuck him later. She wasn’t too sure that everything Jennifer had to teach her was good.
Robin took her shower and wrapped her hair in a towel and took one of Jen’s robes off the door and put it on. She returned to the bedroom to see Walter doggy styling Jen, Jen was moaning with each long stroke. She was getting fucked so good her face was contoured in painful pleasure. Robin walked to her and starting running her fingers through Jen’s hair. She looked at the cock filling her as the glistening shaft stroked her pussy fast and hard. Then Walter pulled it out and ran it between Jen’s cheeks, it was staring Robin in the face.
“Sure you don’t want some Robin?” He asked.
Robin moved to put her face as close to his as she could get. She took his wet cock in her hand and squeezed him hard. His eyes were locked on hers, Jen was getting a well needed rest. Robin opened her robe exposing her bush to him, “My mama told me that as long as I have one of these that I can have all the dicks I want.” She guided him back to Jen’s pussy and let go, still smiling. Jen smiled at this too, her little protegee was growing up.
Walter finished fucking Jennifer, got dressed and left. He tipped an imaginary hat at Robin, said goodbye and told her that he would definitely be seeing more of her. She laughed and told him there was nothing left to see but ass. He said he couldn’t wait to see it and left.
“Danny Bishop huh? Glad you had a good time.” Jennifer started.
“Good time, good time! I had the most awesome time of my life! Jen, this guy really sent me. Seeing Walter screw you didn’t even do anything for me, all I can think about is Danny.” Robin said, plopping down on the bed beside Jennifer.
Jennifer put her arm around her neck and they lay there talking. Jennifer fondled Robin’s breasts. Robin told her the whole story of their date. Jennifer loved the part about the boat. She asked Robin to take her out there some time. Robin agreed, she liked the idea too and didn’t think Danny would mind. Jennifer suggested they invite Danny along. Robin hesitated at that and fell into deep thought. As if awaking from a dream Robin leaned on one elbow and looked Jennifer in the eyes.
“We only have a few weeks left.” Robin said.
“I know honey. I know.” Jennifer answered.
Robin laid her head on Jennifer’s breast and became sullen. Jennifer brushed Robin’s hair and they both lay there thinking about Jennifer’s leaving with little chance of ever seeing each other again. They both had other lovers in their lives but the thought of parting was still so sad. Over the next six weeks Robin would go out of her way to be with Jennifer, even to the point of turning Danny down twice for dates.
The day Jennifer and Robin would see each other no more finally came. Robin had taken Jennifer to the boat the day before and they spent the night there. They held each other and cried and laughed and looked into each others eyes and loved each other deeply and slept on each others breasts. They woke the next morning and started all over again. Robin thought she would never taste anyone as sweet as Jennifer again. Robin had begged Jennifer to tell her why she tasted so sweet on her tongue but Jennifer would always write it off to natural chemistry. Robin would miss her taste, her face, her body, the whole package. A girl she had looked at as the ultimate bitch turned out to be her deepest love, her best friend, her mentor.
Robin cried on Jennifer’s shoulder
as she opened the car door. She held her tight. All of Jennifer’s friends were there to see her off and they all knew Robin had become special to Jennifer. Jennifer forced herself into her car, she started the engine and she slowly drove the car out of Robin’s gripping fingers. Robin waved until Jennifer was out of sight. She dropped to the pavement and cried her eyes out. Nikki and Carey were there for her. They held her and cried with her. After several minutes they were the only three left in the parkinglot.
Nikki and Carey were spending the Christmas break with Robin and her dad. It was a five hour drive. Robin let the other two do the driving, Robin spent the time crying. She had said goodbye to Danny, they wished each other a happy holiday, hugged and kissed and exchange gifts, promising not to open them until Christmas day. Robin had opened hers. It was a beautiful but inexpensive ring. She wore it with pride. She would see Danny again in just a few days, but Jennifer was gone for good. She cried. She missed her so much.
When they got to Robin’s house Nikki and Carey couldn’t believe their eyes. They pulled into the circle drive. The house was a huge two story mansion. Robin’s dad was in real estate development. He had gotten rich when developers decided to build the new mall on land that he owned. (Can anyone say multimillionaire? I knew you could.) He had taken that money and developed other real estate. He had started two housing complexes in town and bought several other businesses. He was in insurance before all this and kept that business as well. He had more irons in the fire than anyone could count and they were all burning white hot.
Robin’s dad met them at the double front doors. Robin pulled herself out of the car and ran to him. She was teary eyed, he asked her why. Nikki jumped in to help and told him that she missed Danny. Robin gave her a little smile and closed her eyes, her head resting on her father’s chest. Nikki was amazed at how handsome he was. Dark hair, just a little gray at the temples. Sharp features much like Robin’s, and extremely fit for a man his age. She was taken a back by this awesome hunk.
“Well, Robin, would you like to introduce everyone?” Her dad asked.
“Oh, daddy, I’m sorry. Daddy this is Nikki Clark and Carey Faulkner. Nikki, Carey this is my dad, Brandon Bennett.” She said wiping her tears.
“Hello girls. Robin has written me so about you. I am so glad to finally meet you.” He shook both their hands and showed them into the house. “Isn’t Carey wearing you jacket.” He said in Robin’s ear.
“Shhhhh, daddy, I will explain later, but I can tell you it’s hers now. Don’t be mad, I’ll explain.” Robin whispered in his ear.
“Robin, that coat cost seven hundred dollars.” He whispered. She just looked at him pleading with her eyes for him not to say anything.
They took their bags and followed him, looking at the beautiful doors in awe. As they entered the house the first thing they saw was a gigantic chandelier hanging in a large foyer. A wide hand carved staircase led to second story. Large rooms lined each wall. They could see paintings and artwork of all kinds everywhere. Nikki and Carey knew now why Robin never had a concern for money. Brandon led them upstairs and showed them to their connecting bedrooms. He showed them the baths and where they could find towels. He excused himself giving Robin another hug and informing them that dinner would be ready in about an hour. The girls bounced on the beds amazed at their surroundings.
“Robin, why didn’t you tell us your dad was such a hunk? Damn girl he is hot.” Nikki asked.
“He’s my day, he’s not hot.” Robin answered. Nikki just rolled her eyes dreamily.
“Robin, where is your mom?” Carey asked.
Robin ducked her head and fell silent. Her look became a cold stare. She finally looked up at Carey then at Nikki.
“My mom was killed in a plane crash. She was so beautiful. She was with a man…well we never knew for sure, but dad thinks she was leaving us for this other man. I don’t know. But they were in his plane and it crashed. They both died. Mom and dad weren’t getting along very well anyway. I miss her.” Robin told her story, her eyes tearing up.
Nikki and Carey just sat staring at the floor. They had never heard Robin talk about her mother. The couple of times they had brought the subject up Robin had turned the conversation in another direction. They were both thinking that money can’t buy happiness.
“Dad just sunk himself into his work after that. He’s dated a few ladies but nothing too serious. He doesn’t have a lot of time for dating. He has made so much money it’s crazy. He doesn’t need any more but I guess once you have it you always want more. Anyway, he’s taking this week and part of next week off to spend with me, with us. We’re going to have a blast.” Robin exclaimed smiling.
The girls got settled into their rooms. Nikki’s and Carey’s rooms had a walk-in closet separating them. They put their clothes up and kept running between rooms showing each other new amazing things they had discovered. They were in awe.
They stayed up well past midnight talking and laughing. Robin shared her childhood memories with them. The most unbelievable Barbie collection, her high school yearbooks, the works. They went through it all. They all fell asleep in Robin’s room. Carey and Nikki made it to their own beds sometime during the night.
Nikki was the first one up. She went down stairs to the kitchen. Brandon was sitting at the table reading the morning paper.
“Good morning Mr. B.” Nikki said.
“Good…good morning Nikki.” Brandon stopped cold when he saw this little honey in next to nothing.
Robin had talked her into wearing a night gown while they were here. She had on a black stretch lace camisole and black lace panties. As next to nothing as she could get. It was a chilly morning and Nikki’s hard nipples were witnesses to the fact.
“Can I get some milk Mr. B?” She asked.
“Yes honey, glasses are in the cabinet beside the refrigerator, help yourself.” He watched her intently.
Nikki stretched up to get a glass showing the bottom of her ass. She opened the refrigerator and the light shown through the flimsy nighty showing Brandon every sweet line of her little body. The round mound between her thighs entranced him. She stood there for almost a minute, bending over, acting as if she were trying to decide what to get. She got her milk shut the door and went to the table. She pulled out a chair and slid it as close to Brandon as she could. She jumped in it on her knees and leaned on one elbow to look at the paper with him. He was on the funny paper section. She would read one and laugh and point out the joke to Brandon. He kept glancing from the paper back to the beautiful shot she was giving him down her cami of her monotone nipples and breasts. It had been quite awhile since Brandon had last been with a women, now he was indulging himself on this little girl’s body.
She read one strip making fun of body piercing. She laughed and showed it to him. He had read it almost fifteen minutes ago. He laughed but not for long. Nikki pulled her camisole up to the bottom of her tittys and showed Brandon her new pierced belly button with a rhinestone stud. She flicked at it with her finger. Her belly was hard, flat and muscled. Her panties were as sheer and see through as any he had ever seen. Her bushy pussy was covered in a smoky layer of next to nothing black lace.
“I just got my belly pierced, do you think it’s too much? Do you like it? Is it silly?” Nikki rattled off her questions.
Brandon was still in his robe and modest pajamas but the button up fly was beginning to bulge. He studied her belly button between glances from her upper stomach to her pussy.
“Oh, well Nikki I don’t kn
ow. Robin hasn’t done any of that has she?” He asked, his eyes locked on her firm well built tender body.
“No daddy, I haven’t pierced anything and don’t plan too.” Robin walked in looking at Nikki as if to say don’t mess with my dad.
Nikki turned and sat in her chair the right way. Brandon cleared his throat, said good morning and excused himself from the table, covering his cock with the paper.
“Could I finish the funnies Mr. B?” Nikki asked looking up into his eyes with a devilish grin.
“I will bring them back to you in a little while dear, I’m not finished yet.” He answered and left the kitchen.
“Gosh, Nikki, put something on before you come down. You’re almost naked.” Robin said half upset and half loving the sight of her.
“I agreed to wear something, I didn’t say what and you didn’t specify.” Nikki said smiling a sneaky little smile.
“Hey guys.” Carey said stretching and yawning as she entered the kitchen.
“Morning Carey Poo.” Nikki said.
“Morning.” Robin added.
Robin fixed breakfast for them. Eggs, bacon, sausage and toast. Black coffee, milk and orange juice. They ate and cut up and talked about what they would do today. Brandon was going to take them to buy a Christmas tree and they were going to spend the day decorating the tree and the rest of the house. They would make a day of it and have a blast doing it. There would be a fire in several fireplaces throughout the house. They would have hot cider and all kinds of Christmas treats to eat. Mrs. Everly, the housekeeper and cook, was coming to fix a big dinner later.
They got home with the tree, it took all four of them to get the monster in the house. Brandon got his six foot step ladder from the shed to reach the top. The girls got the decorations from the attic and the fun began.
“Honey, I have to go to the office, but just for a couple of hours I promise. I’ll be home before you know it.” Brandon announced.
“Daddy, you said you would be free for my whole Christmas break, you promised.” Robin said, running to hug him faking like a pouty little girl, sobbing on his shoulder.
She smiled up at him and gave him a peck on the cheek and opened the door for him. “Hurry back daddy, you’ll miss all the fun.” The girls had the house to themselves and all the decorating to do. They had been working in between spurts of play for almost two hours when the doorbell rang. Robin bounced from the living room to see who it was. She threw open the door to see Allen standing there. She jumped up and threw her arms around his neck.
“Allen! How are you?” She all but screamed in his ear.
“I’m great Robin, how are you?” He was happy to see her.
“Come in I want you to meet Nikki and Carey, my friends from school.” She said leading him into the living room where the tree stood half decorated.
“Nikki, Carey, this is Allen.” Robin said.
“Hi.” Nikki and Carey said in unison.
“Hello, how are you?” Allen asked.
Allen joined in on the fun. He was ready to do whatever to be near Robin again. They had broken up before they left for college. Allen had received scholarships to another school. He tried to talk Robin into going with him but Brandon had wanted her to go to his alma mater. She like Allen a lot but not enough to go against her daddy’s wishes, she loved Brandon more than anything. Brandon liked Allen though, when he got home he invited Allen to stay for dinner, an invitation which Allen most happily accepted.
After a huge welcome home dinner everyone sat around the newly decorated tree and enjoyed the fire. Carey and Nikki curled up on a couch, Nikki played with Carey’s hair, Brandon and Allen just looked at them as sisterly girls. Allen and Robin sat near the fire catching up. Brandon went to sleep in his favorite recliner. Soon Robin and Allen got up. Robin motioned to Nikki and Carey to be quiet. Robin whispered in Nikki’s ear that she and Allen were going for a ride, she was quick to add for them not to wait up for her, she gave Nikki a little wink and a smile. Nikki sat there petting Carey and studying Brandon. She wanted him. She looked down to see Carey asleep. She slipped out from under her, lying her head gently on a pillow.
Nikki crawled into the recliner with Brandon. He puts his arms around her in his sleep. She began to rub his stomach and he came wide awake. He had assumed his little girl, Robin, had crawled up in his lap to hug him. He looked at Nikki and then at the sleeping Carey on the couch.
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SupernaturalIntroduction: The magic of Christmas is in the giving For reasons of my own, I no longer allow comments, nor do I make them. If you would like to offer a critique, please send me a pm. I can only improve with your very valuable input. This is my entry to Calling All Writers, Chapter 9. Please join our website and go to the Sex Stories Forum to enjoy more stories, and to vote. Mary pulled up next to the barn at Nicks Christmas Tree Farm, the first Saturday of November. The farm opened for...
A Christmas Tale By Becky Simpson It was cold in there. It was dark cold damp and I was very very miserable. I was shivering, just wearing flimsy underpants, with nothing else to keep me warm but a damp and smelly blanket. I had been locked in the shed at the bottom of the garden and I had not eaten since the day before. It was raining outside and I was able to drink from the small muddy pool of water that had leaked in through the rickety shed roof. I kept running through...
-The Satanic Bible *** Jolly old Saint Nicholas had one last job to do that evening. A job he dreaded. He stood at an iron door in the side of a mountain at the top of the world, lifting an old, rusted key from around his neck and wondering if he really had to go through with it. Maybe this year, just for once, he could skip this particular chore… But no. He shook his head, spilling snow from his crown of ivy. He was obligated to be charitable to everyone in need. And what...
Mary pulled up next to the barn at Nick’s Christmas Tree Farm, the first Saturday of November. The farm opened for business the weekend before Thanksgiving. Mary had worked each season for the past seven years, and always came out a week early to walk through the fields of evergreens. It was the slowest time of year for her design business and this seasonal job allowed her to utilize her creativity. The sun felt warm on her shoulders, while the air was cool against her face. The dried autumn...
I had always had a very close knit family. I grew up in a warm home with 2 sisters and 3 brothers. My mom and dad were very happy together and never can I ever remember them fighting. We did everything as a family and we stood up for each other. I had never met another family like my own. We spend every holiday together. I was the second oldest of the children. My brother Justin was older than me by only 10 months. I had been born 2 months early. He and I were closer to each other than any of...
IncestThis is a sequel to my previous two Christmas stories, "A pussy for Christmas" and "Another pussy for Christmas". You don't have to have read them first, but it helps. Just click on "Paula Girl" and you will find a list of my stories, including those two. ***** As she had the previous year, 14 year old Paula looked in the mirror and smiled, as she looked forward to Christmas. Paula was growing into a very beautiful young woman. Over the past year, she had graduated from an A cup...
Winter had finally arrived and the snow was falling generously outside. It looked so serene as the white fluffy specks fell graciously to the ground as I looked out my kitchen window. The fresh coffee brewing sent the aroma through the air of the kitchen and brought my senses more to life as I waited for the dark liquid to finish dripping so I could pour some in my awaiting mug on the counter. I knew it would warm me up. It had too. Looking out the window made me feel the coldness surround...
Straight SexOne of the best holidays I ever had was with my ex-girlfriend C, several years ago. We went to the sunny island of Tenerife, and the weather was fantastic. For the whole two weeks we didn’t see a drop of rain, or even a single cloud! But it was what happened during the holiday that made it so good. At the time I was 27 and C was 24. We had been together for three years and had hit that ‘comfort zone.’ Sex was still great, but we had started to share our fantasies. C thought my...
“Well, hi folks! Do you remember me?” “Yes, that’s right! I’m the talking Snowman from that old TV show!” “What was that you said?” “Why yes, I suppose I do sound like Burl Ives, and why not? The man had a perfectly wonderful voice.” “So, I’m sure you’re wondering what I doing here at this time of night? I mean, the kids are all snuggled up in bed and all, and it’s too late to tell them a Christmas story, isn’t it? Hehe, you must think this old Snowman’s brain is half melted after all these...
SupernaturalI think I was five or six when the magic of Christmas began to be destroyed for me. Before that, it was all sitting on Santa’s lap, parades, Christmas village at the mall. Small, penny candy canes were for the asking and there was always a tree. Never the greatest tree but we generally didn’t have a Charlie Brown tree either, so yeah, it was a Merry Christmas at the Thompson house. Ah, sorry … apartment. We lived in an ancient apartment building in midtown. To a kid growing up it was a...
On a cold and rainy Christmas Eve, in a small house by a large patch of woods, a small but close-knit family sat drinking hot chocolate and cider around the fireplace. In the corner stood a modest Christmas tree, glowing with colored lights, glass balls, and tinsel. Underneath the tree was a small pile of presents. Outside, the wind soughed in the trees and rain pattered against the window, but the family was snug and warm in its little house. There were just three of them: a mother, a father,...
Warming Father Christmas Copyright Oggbashan November 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ It was late afternoon on Christmas Eve. I had wrapped all the presents for the grandchildren and made sure all the ingredients for the dinner on Boxing Day were in the...
‘You just don’t have any sense of adventure anymore,’ complained Debbie. ‘Like all those muggers and murderers you deal with everyday?’ I wanted to know. ‘It has nothing to do with my job,’ she replied. ‘And for your information it is usually burglars that I’m involved in catching, not murderers. The problem is with you. Ever since you finished acting school, all you do is sit around here and mope. I don’t mind about the fact that you can’t contribute much to the rent, but I just don’t get any...
“Please Mommy! Can’t we go see Santa?” cried the twin girls. Victoria Kramer was wishing she was anywhere but the mall right this moment, but here she was, and of all days, she was there on Christmas Eve. She was here because her mother called her in a panic asking – no begging – her to pick up those special cheese nut balls that only Hickory Farms sold in the mall during Christmas. Victoria had agreed before she realized two things: first, it was Christmas Eve, and second, the twins would want...
AnalChristmas Journey************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan December 2011The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.It was the day before Christmas Eve in the mid 1960s. I was facing a boring Christmas sitting in my office in Devonport Dockyard waiting for...
Christmas day dawned bright for Katie Shaw. Her clock radio had awakened her to the sound of Christmas carols and news of snow falling since 2:00 that morning. There must be at least three inches on the ground. The prospect of the roads being covered didn't dampen Katie's spirits as she turned on the shower while she brushed her teeth.Stepping from the shower Katie took down the oversized towel and rubbed it briskly over her skin. She could feel the electric tingle she created as she rocked the...
Christmas Surprise By Margaret Jeanette Tori Hansen was on the way to her mother's to make Christmas candy. It was three weeks until Christmas and it was a tradition for her and her mother to make candy for Christmas for her, her mother and her sister Tanya. She arrived at her mother's house and when she was in she found her mother feeling under the weather. Her mother asked if they could put off making the candy until next Saturday. She told her that it was okay and that she was...
To Bake a Christmas Cake A fictional story, written by REIF DISCLAIMER: This is adult fiction with heavy transgender elements, if you find that in any way offensive then stop reading NOW. No character in this story is meant to resemble any actual person living or dead. Please respect the author and don't steal. Comments and feedback may be directed to [email protected] Chapter 1 There are few sounds more unique than that of snow crunching underfoot, it...
"You just don't have any sense of adventure anymore," complained Debbie. "Like all those muggers and murderers you deal with everyday?" I wanted to know. "It has nothing to do with my job," she replied. "And for your information it is usually burglars that I'm involved in catching, not murderers. The problem is with you. Ever since you finished acting school, all you do is sit around here and mope. I don't mind about the fact that you can't contribute much to the rent, but I just don't get any...
Straight Sex"You need to think about this, Eric," Tom, my roommate, told me. "I don't think it would be good for you to stay in this apartment alone for a month. Please come home with me for Christmas. My family would really love to have you." I told him I'd think about it. One I grew up loving Christmas. My parents always made it a fun event. There was just the three of us, and no other family nearby, but we made it fun. We were never all that religious, but we understood the peaceful message...
Joyce had barely made it back to the apartment from the grocery store where she worked as a checkout clerk and tucked the ham she’d brought home—the last one in the store—before it was time to go pick up the Christmas cake she’d ordered from Gleesons before they closed. She had already been cutting her time short—she still had to go buy a tree and figure out where she’d stashed the ornaments and lights—and she hadn’t gotten off shift when she expected to. She kicked herself for not remembering...
Trevor Lloyd was the nicest man I’d ever known. He was kind, compassionate and genuinely cared about other people. So it was no surprise to me or the rest of the neighbourhood that he couldn’t bear to leave his wife of fifteen years when he found out she was having an affair. The rest of us, including his children, all knew what was going on, but no one was willing to break the poor guy’s heart and tell him. Mr Lloyd had a few house staff who he was extremely generous to. He had a housekeeper...
Under the pale light of stars, minister Steve Bogan drove stealthily to a nearby motel. It was daybreak on Christmas Eve, and Steve’s only time to get away from his wife, who staying at his brother’s house for the morning taking care of his two small children. Although Steve and June had been married six years, the spice had gone out of their relationship and things had become very humdrum. The first few years of their union had been blissful, with many trips to the Enchanted Place for frantic...
(If this story ends up in the Romance category, it would be a guy’s concept of romance, so ladies, just bare with me here – I’m doing the best I can.) * I hate Christmas. Is that so wrong? I hate the stupid music, and the greedy children, and the traffic jams that begin on Black Friday and extend through New Years. And Christmas trees? What is that all about? Down here in the desert, if you put up a Christmas tree, five days later it’s a bone-dry skeleton surrounded by a pile of brown...
The Christmas holiday season has always been a memorable time of year. Whether it is time spent with family, those special gifts from a loved one, or simply the smell of Grandma's cooking, every Christmas has always had something worthy of remembrance. The story of the Christmas holiday which I am about to relate holds a special fondness. It happened many years ago when I was still a single guy in my twenties. One of the things that distinguish it from the others is the amount of snow and cold...
Love StoriesThe Most Wonderful Follow-Up: The True Meaning Of Christmas By Katharine Sexkitten I left the security guard clothes in the public washroom. They smelled. In fact they reeked. No doubt about it. Up until earlier this morning, I would have thought the odor was unusual, and not altogether attractive. Now I thought they smelled like heaven. They were completely covered in my own cum, more or less dried. I remember vividly making the mess. It was more cum than I'd ever...
It is only November 1, and the mall speakers are blaring Christmas music already. The Christmas season hasn’t been a favorite of mine for many years. And each year the commercialization Christmas seems to start earlier. Hell, we haven’t had Thanksgiving yet, and Halloween was just last night! The last Christmas I can remember that I actually got excited about, was nearly forty years ago. It was the last one before my mom died. Christmas was her time of the year. She saved a bit of the...
Chris and Mark Go on Holiday by DKB What I Did On My Holiday by Chris Burns For my holiday I went for the first time on holiday without my mum and dad. I stayed with my friend Mark and his parents in a cottage in Cheadle near Stoke on Trent. We saw people making pots and we played football a lot and ate ice cream a lot and the best bit was going to Alton Towers and going on as many rides as we could. My favourites were Oblivion, which was really scary, and also the...
‘That’s what I saw on the TV news just now. So maybe you’d better . . .’ ‘It’s Christmas Eve, Stella,’ Nadine answered, the stubbornness in her voice almost palpable. ‘Those guys were really cute, and I’ve never skied Winter Park before. Gotta do something to get out of here.’ ‘Yeah, well, if the snow really hits up there at Berthoud Pass, there wouldn’t be any skiing, they wouldn’t find you ’til spring,’ Stella said. She was fiddling with the crooked plastic Christmas tree in the corner of...
Christmas Story Four Stocking Stuffer I have been the community Santa Claus for a few years now and then one day I received a phone call from a woman trying to hire me for a Christmas party. I had a funny feeling about it so at first I said no but she was very persistent. She offered me more money than I normally charge and she said that there would be a lot of children there too. I was finally sold on the idea as long as there were kids involved. She said that I was to show up near...