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Josh knew it had to be Amber because of the bulge beneath the sheet. ‘Oh God, it can’t be. Tell me this isn’t happening.’ He said as the doctor escorted him to the gurney and pulled the bloodstained sheet back revealing the face of the woman beneath it.

‘Oh God! What am I gonna tell my wife?’ Josh cried and then fainted after telling the doctor her name.

When Josh came to, he was in a chair and his wife was by his side. She knew the fate of her sister but had yet to see her. ‘I want to say goodbye. I have to see her.’ She cried to her husband who stood with her when the sheet was once again pulled back. ‘The baby? What about the baby?’ She cried again as she hugged her sister’s body. ‘Oh Amber, I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.’ She sobbed as the doctors took her back to her room.

~~~~

Megan was released that afternoon with strict orders for her aftercare. ‘We are never going to have children of our own are we?’ Megan asked her husband as he carried her into the house. ‘We have to let mom know about Amber,’ she added in a somber tone, grieving for her sister and her baby.

Josh held Megan as he unlocked the door then entered the living room. He walked to the stairs to take her to their bedroom, but she insisted she wanted to stay down stairs.

‘Just put me on the sofa. I want to be down here when mom comes over,’ she said, trying to think of what she was going to say to her mother.

‘Oh, my baby girl. Are you all right?’ Megan’s mom asked when she arrived at the house.

‘I’m okay mom, but Amb – -‘ she began to say but broke down in a pool of tears on her mother’s shoulder. ‘It’s all my fault. If I ‘d waited for the paramedics to come she’d still be here with us. If I would have been more careful and paid attention I would have seen- -‘ she trailed off hating herself for the death of her sister.

‘Nothing is your fault, dear. You were concerned about your sister and did what came naturally. I would have done the same thing if I were in your shoes, Megan. Oh, it’s gonna be all right dear, just let it out. That’s it, just let it all out. I’m here for you, baby girl,’ her mother said as they cried together.

After hours of sobbing and blaming herself for the accident, Megan eventually fell asleep. Her mother slid over and covered her daughter with the throw that lay on the arm of the sofa then headed into the kitchen to speak with Josh.

‘How are you holding up, Josh?’

‘I’m doing okay now, I guess. I couldn’t believe it when my boss came and told me there was a cop on the phone. An accident never even entered my mind as to the reason for their call.’ He said then reached for the pot of coffee and two mugs. He gave the first mug to Peggy and returned to the table with the second mug for himself. ‘The important thing is how are you holding up?’

‘Oh, I’m getting by,’ Peggy replied, wiping more tears from her eyes. ‘I’m more concerned about Megan.’

‘When I got to the hospital Megan was alert, but she still had no idea about Amber and the baby. Oh, mom, I wished right then and there I could have taken her sister’s spot. I’d give anything to have her and the baby here instead of me.’ He began to cry.

‘There, there son. Megan needs you here with her. You will grieve together and then eventually move on.’ Peggy gave him a comforting hug, finding it easier to hold herself together if she concentrated on Josh and Megan.

‘But the baby? This was our last chance of having a child. I’m not sure Megan is going to come out of all this wanting to adopt.’

‘You are probably going to think it’s too soon or that I’m rushing things, but we have to begin arrangements for the burials. I will call the funeral home and start things, but they are gonna want to speak with you about a casket for the baby. Unless you want the baby buried with Amber.’

‘I don’t think Meg would want to put Amber through that, do you? Oh, listen to me. I guess I can’t get over the fact that she is dead. She wouldn’t feel a thing, would she? But still, I can’t hear Megan say she’d want the baby’s body removed from Amber. I will talk with her when she’s awake, okay?’

~~~~

‘What on earth was she thinking?’ Megan asked Josh when he told her about the conversation he had with her mother while she was asleep. ‘I would never want Amber to go through that, even if she supposedly can’t feel anything. It was her baby as much as it was ours. The baby stays with her and I don’t want to discuss it any further,’ Megan shouted in anger, but more in sadness as the memory of the accident rushed back to her. ‘If mom wants help with the arrangements we will help her, but they stay together. Do you hear me? I hope you agree with me on this.’

The funeral arrangements were made and the service was held four days after the accident. Josh did his best to console Megan and her mother during the service but when they returned home he lost all control. He didn’t know what to do or where to turn. He’d lost yet another child. As he thought back to the many miscarriages his wife had he didn’t recall the pain, the emptiness, the loneliness, ever feeling like this before. Josh took the remainder of the week off from work to be with his family.

As time passed Josh returned to work and Megan was beginning to drift away. The Christmas holiday passed without a gift shared or a tree decorated. Peggy called her daughter to wish her a Merry Christmas but repeatedly got the answering machine. Josh and Megan were still grieving.

~~~~~

‘It’s been eleven months since the accident mom, but she still refuses to talk about her feelings with me.’ Josh phoned his mother-in-law to ask her advice about Megan. ‘I found a support group but she refuses to attend the meetings. She has buried herself in her work and we hardly ever talk anymore. I don’t know how long I can deal with this. I understand she is hurting, but so am I,’ Josh whimpered, unable to contain his emotions any longer.

He let all his pent up emotions spill out at that moment, revealing private things about their sex life, or the lack of it. ‘Every time I try to get close to her she pulls away. It’s like she blames me for what happened because I wasn’t there to answer the phone when she called that morning. I just don’t know where to go or what to do to help her anymore. I can’t take the loneliness and honestly, I’ve been thinking of asking for a divorce, since she obviously doesn’t want to be with me anymore.’

‘I understand and I will have a talk with her tomorrow. I’ll pick her up for lunch and we’ll have a heart to heart talk. We haven’t done that in a while.’ Peggy knew exactly how he felt because she had done the same thing to her husband after she’d miscarried a child.

Megan was headed to work when her phone rang. ‘Hello.’

‘Hi Megan, it’s mom. I’m coming over to have lunch with you today. Don’t worry, I’ve cleared the afternoon with your boss. He agrees with me that you’ve been working way too hard. I’ll pick you up at noon today,’ Before Megan could give a reply the line went silent.

‘Damn her. Doesn’t she see that I don’t want to talk to anyone? Doesn’t she realize that’s why I’ve been ignoring her and everyone else all this time? No one understands me, what I’m doing and why I have to do it,’ she mumbled to herself angrily.

‘Oh, this is a nice place,’ Peggy said as she and Megan followed the hostess to their table then continued. ‘They have good food and quick service so I won’t keep you all day and when we are finished you can go home and spend some quality time with your husband,’ she told her daughter who still somewhat ignored her.

‘Okay. That’s it. I’ve tried to be understanding of your loss, but you aren’t the only one who lost something that horrible day. I lost a daughter and a grandchild. Your husband lost a friend and his child too. So get off your pity boat and take care of your husband, or he is going to leave you.’ Her mother spoke sternly, yet lovingly. She k
new it was time for her daughter to stop thinking of herself and make time for others who shared in her grief.

‘Oh mom, I’m sorry. I guess I just didn’t see anyone else’s pain through my own. I know Josh has to be suffering with this as much as I am. I will go talk with him tonight when he gets home from work.’

~~~~~

The drive home allowed Megan time to think of what she’d done to her husband and mother since the loss of her sister and unborn child. She thought of all the times they could have helped one another through this tragedy they all shared. ‘How could I have been so selfish?’ she thought to herself as she neared her home.

When she turned the corner that led to their house she noticed Josh’s car in the driveway. ‘Mom was right. He is here for me. He’s always been here for me. I just hope I can make things right between us again. I don’t want to lose him, too. I just couldn’t bear losing the only man I’ve ever loved.’ She wept to herself as she pulled into the long drive.

As her car came to a stop she shifted into park, got out and without even closing the door behind her, ran into the house to find Josh. He lay so peaceful on the sofa that she hesitated to wake him, but she wanted to talk, really talk with him this afternoon. Not just talk to him like she had for the past year.

She set her purse on the dining room table and walked to the foyer to hang her coat in the closet. With the thud her coat made when it hit the floor Josh jumped up.

‘I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,’ Megan said as she gazed at her husband.

‘So how was lunch with your mom?’ he asked as he stood to help her with her coat.

‘Lunch went fine.’ Megan slid her hand in his and smiled lovingly at him and they walked back to the sofa.

‘I’ve been so hard on you, and I’m truly sorry, Josh. I guess I just never thought this was as hard on you as it was on me. Mom had a nice long talk with me and made me understand how my actions have pushed you away. I’m sorry. Can I make it up to you? Is there still a chance for a future for the two of us?’ Megan’s emotions, now sympathetic towards her husband, poured out of her.

‘I love you more than anything Josh. It just took my mom to make me realize that today. I can’t live without you in my life.’

‘I love you too, Meg, but it’s been a long time, and I am still hurting. You’ve pushed me so far away I don’t know if we can get back to where we were before all this happened.’ He bowed his head in his hands.

‘Is it because of the accident? You think it’s my fault that we lost the baby, don’t you?’ Megan began to take offense instantly.

‘No! Stop saying that! I don’t blame you. You didn’t do anything wrong. Just stop it now!’ he yelled at her as his fists clenched in anger. ‘I’m hurting because you wouldn’t let me help you. Not because I blame you for anything. I’m hurting because you pushed me away instead of going through this mess together as a loving couple should.’ He paused to gather his thoughts.

Megan released his hand, stood and walked a few steps away from him, ‘Oh God! What have I done to us? Why am I like this? It’s been too long to still be feeling this pain, this anger and the emptiness. I wish it were me that died instead of my sister, then you and mom wouldn’t have had to go through all this for so long,’ She sobbed and fell to the chair across from the sofa.

This wasn’t how Josh wanted her to feel, but he was glad she let her emotions show. He knew she was still suffering, but he didn’t know exactly how. ‘This is the first step to recovery, baby,’ he told her. He walked to her, scooped her in his arms and brought her back to the sofa.

‘Let it out sweetheart, let it all go. It’s time to move on,’ he whispered. He pushed her hair from her eyes, grasped her face with both hands and pulled her to his chest.

‘I still love you if that’s what you are worried about. I never stopped loving you sweetheart,’ his words rang softly in her ear.

~~~~

Josh believed he finally had his wife back. The woman he’d fallen in love with so long ago was finally back with him. He felt at peace for the first time since the news of the accident and he felt joy in his heart once again.

‘We will make this work baby, don’t worry,’ he whispered into her ear as he scooted off the sofa and scooped her in his arms.

Josh carried her up the stairs to their bedroom. He laid her on the bed and slid in beside her. With soft gentle kisses he began at her temple and across her forehead, down to her eyes. This time she didn’t pull away. Instead she pressed her body against his. She felt the warmth of his body and it soothed her. For the first time in almost a year, his touch actually excited her. She felt relaxed and at ease.

Still fully clothed, Josh and Megan began to reunite. Megan stunned him when she began to slide her trembling hands beneath his shirt and he felt her loving touch once again.

‘Are you sure you want this?’ he asked, his breath heavy with the excitement he’d longed for.

‘I’ve neglected you for too long already, Josh. Please let me do this for you?’ she asked, her voice deep with desire and compassion.

She rolled him onto his back and straddled his waist as she continued to remove his clothing. Her hands were trembling when she reached for the waistband of his jeans and she heard him chuckle quietly.

‘Oh, you think that’s funny do you?’ she asked, tickling his sides, her arousal deepening with the sensations he delivered as he squirmed beneath her.

When Josh tried to roll her off him, she pushed him back to the bed and resumed removing his jeans. In one motion, she brought his jeans and boxers down to his ankles. She pulled off his shoes without untying them, and then pulled his jeans and underwear off, tossing them to the side and running her hands up his muscular legs.

‘You have me at an unfair advantage,’ he breathed, feeling her warms hands wrap around his rapidly growing shaft.

‘How so?’ she replied, watching as the clear droplets of his arousal formed at the tip of his engorged member.

‘You’re still dressed,’ he hissed, drawing in a harsh breath when he felt her lips wrap around the head of his cock.

He thrust his hips upward, pushing deeper into the sweet, warm wetness of her mouth. She held his hips with her hands as her supple lips molded around his girth.

‘God — Megan — ‘ he breathed, feeling himself dangerously close to release.

Megan felt his body tremble and brought one hand up to caress his sac, feeling his body jerk from the sensations she was creating with her fingers and her mouth.

‘Get those clothes off woman!’ Josh demanded. She paid him no attention. ‘Unless you want dessert before your dinner I’d suggest you ease off Meg dear,’ he added as his feeble attempt to get away failed. But she got the hint that time and released his length slowly, deliberately teasing him all the while as her tongue tickled the sensitive underside of his shaft.

She slid to his side and he rolled on top of her. Aroused beyond control, he tore her clothes to shreds. He consumed the vision that lay before him with all his senses on fire.

Megan hadn’t seen this side of her husband since their honeymoon, she loved it. ‘Oh baby, yes,’ she growled as his assault took their passion to a new level.

Once her clothes had been removed, Josh rose and stood between her ivory thighs. He leaned down, and with her legs entwined in his muscular arms, he pulled her to the edge of the mattress as he gazed upon her beauty. Yes, after all this time he still thought of her as beautiful, and he wanted her, craved her, and most of all, loved her.

Josh knelt between her thighs and inhaled the delicious scent that fragranced the air before he teased her. Merely the warmth of his breath caused her to squirm. Her hips rose, inviting him further. She wanted more. She wanted to feel her husband’s mouth aga
inst her hot sex. She whimpered in ragged pleas for him to devour her, but he wasn’t quite finished with the tease yet. She’d done it to him and now it was payback time.

His tongue darted out gently at first, however, picked up force as he dove into her quivering wetness. He could feel her muscles tighten around the pointed spear when he pressed against her sensitive spot.

Megan grabbed handfuls of sheet on either side of her as Josh teased and tortured her sex. When he thought she could handle no more he slowly relaxed his tongue and let it slide from her. Delicate kisses guided him toward her full, lustrous lips as he positioned himself over her once again.

Her tired legs grasped his shoulders and she crossed her ankles behind his head. This allowed her to relax a bit, yet be ready to pull him deeper when the time came.

Josh positioned the head of his throbbing shaft at her slick opening and embedded his entire length effortlessly. In the stillness he felt her clench him.

She felt his girth stretch her as quivering muscles succumbed to the unfamiliar, yet thrilling invasion. The slightest movement of her clenches drove him insane with desire. He had to have her, now. It had been so long a wait for this moment to finally arrive and he hated to let it pass so quickly, but he was in pain, he needed release.

With each thrust Josh brought Megan closer to her peak. The engorged spongy tip of his cock grazed against her g-spot with just the right amount of pressure and it didn’t take long before she was swimming in waves of ecstasy as her orgasm washed over her.

As he pummeled into her she hugged him tighter with her legs and lifted her ass to take him deeper. That single movement took him over the edge and from deep within he felt the jolt of pure pleasure surge through him. One last thrust and he pulled back hard, releasing his rigid spurting shaft from its confines.

Megan lifted her head as she watched his seed squirt rapidly from the slit in the spongy head. Trails of glossy liquid covered her stomach and breasts, and then he collapsed on top of her. His chest was heaving from the powerful experience and his head spun in tremendous content.

‘How are you feeling, Darling?’ Josh asked as his breathing normalized. The scent of passion lingered in the air.

‘I couldn’t be better! That was wonderful, baby,’ Megan replied as she returned from the high of her release. ‘I just have one question though. Why did you pull out so soon?’

‘I didn’t want you to have any more worries, you know, about what the doctor had said about becoming pregnant again. I wanted to give us both the release we so desperately needed, but without the concerns that followed,’ Josh said as he pulled his wife in for another heated kiss. It went deeper than he expected it would after such a workout, but he wasn’t going to complain.

~~~~

A year after the accident, Megan called her doctor to schedule an appointment for a full physical and to discuss methods of planned parenthood. ‘It’s not that we want to plan it doctor, it’s that we want to avoid a pregnancy. Like you said a few years ago, you didn’t think my body could handle carrying a child full term and it might have adverse effects on my child and me.’

‘Josh doesn’t want me to have a hysterectomy and I don’t want him to have a vasectomy so we were wondering about the complications of the pill?’

After a long talk with her doctor they decided the pill would be her best option. He gave her a seven-day sample pack to start her off and a prescription to last six months. ‘I’ll see you back here just before the prescription runs out Megan.’

~~~~~

Megan and Josh’s lives returned to normal. They both returned to work and their marriage was back on track. They celebrated the holidays with family and friends again.

‘It feels god to be living life again, especially with you, Josh,’ Megan said as they prepared for a vacation after the New Year. ‘Are you sure you wouldn’t rather stay here in the states and save the money?’

‘Are you kidding me? I can’t think of anything more important than starting over with you and I have the perfect place in mind. You just relax and leave everything up to me. We have plenty of money so don’t worry your pretty little head about that, okay?’ Josh replied as he parked his car at the airport and retrieved the luggage from the trunk, stealing a kiss along the way.

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Chapter One Twenty-eight days before Christmas I found myself in a remote, fortified camp in what seemed to be a million miles from nowhere. I am Lieutenant Eric Steiger, United States Navy, and I command a mixed unit of Marines and Navy SEALs. Our mission is to gather intelligence on arms being transported from Iran into Afghanistan. ‘Hey, Lieutenant. The supply helo is about ten minutes out. Do you have anything that needs to go back to headquarters?’ Chief Petty Officer Thomas Kincaid...

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Christmas on Duty

Christmas On Duty Copyright Oggbashan December 2012Minor edit December 2013The 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.This story is set in the 1960s, long before texting and mobile phones. *************************************************Our office party was set for Christmas Eve...

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Christmas Climaxes

Step dad, mum and college lass: Everything under a Christmas tree should be opened with relish and delight....Some may say I’m lucky, others who share the same birthday as me, will take a different view. My birthday falls on Christmas Day. Yet here I was getting up excited and very early on Christmas morning just turned eighteen. I was prepared as usual for the ‘single double’ present that covered both birthday and Christmas. But at least it was under a tree. The tree I had helped decorate with...

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Christmas on Duty I have to work Why does she

Christmas On Duty Copyright Oggbashan December 2012Minor edit December 2013The 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.This story is set in the 1960s, long before texting and mobile phones. *************************************************Our office party was set for...

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Christmas at Thanatos Manor

Christmas at Thanatos Manor – Part One Dear Reader. Here's a cruel and depraved little confection to brighten yourholiday season. So put down the ribbons and wrapping paper and spend a fewminutes with the members of the Thanatos Society as they gather at the Manorto celebrate Christmas. Like most of my tales, this one is not for the faintof heart. If you would like to let me know what you think of this story, youmay contact me at [email protected] Cerberus A leather-clad chauffeur...

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Christmas Visitor

That was the awkward Christmas. I had come back from my sophomore year at college, visiting my parents for a few days — the first time I felt like a visitor in the house I grew up in. My younger brother, Randy, had accepted an invitation to go skiing with some cousins, a trip that my other obligations made impossible for me. His absence turned the time with my parents a bit more claustrophobic. Then, with only me and my parents in the house, they decided on a table-top Christmas tree instead of...

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Christmas Angel1

However, the coming Friday was Christmas. Instead of celebrating, she would spend the day sleeping late, enjoying a TV dinner, while watching one of her old taped movies, like “Gone with the Wind.” Or so she thought, the phone rang. When she answered it, it was her mother. She was calling to invite Melinda to come home for Christmas, after all she was only forty miles away. As usual, mom wouldn’t take no for an answer. “But Mom, I don’t feel like celebrating, it brings back too many...

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Christmas Story Two

Christmas Story Two Here Kitty Kitty I was away at college during the holidays. My mother was home all alone, since dad had died earlier in the year. I didn’t have the money or anyway to get home so mom would have to face this first Christmas all alone. I missed being home for Thanksgiving and my roommate knew it. He tried to comfort me, he tried to get me drunk, and he even tried to get me laid too. As it got closer to Christmas I told him that my mother had been born on...

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Christmas On Duty

Copyright Oggbashan December 2012 Minor edit December 2013 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. This story is set in the 1960s, long before texting and mobile phones. ************************************************* Our office party was set for Christmas Eve starting...

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Christmas Carol

I loathe Christmas. In fact I loathe any prescribed festivity which obliges one to feign good will towards people one is at best indifferent to at all other times. Christmas is especially vile since the people most likely to go into a huff over the gift you’ve bought them are those who have spent weeks telling you, “It’s the thought that counts.” And you can’t go shopping without being force fed trite sentiment masquerading as music, much as turkeys are twice-stuffed, alive and dead. I said as...

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Christmas time

Introduction: This is a romance between two young people thrown together by an unlikely set of circumstances, at Christmas time. If you are looking for a porn story, you will be disappointed. If you are looking for a lot of wild sex, you will be disappointed. But if you are looking for a tale of romance and generosity, a story about growth and selflessness, I hope you will read and enjoy. I would be remiss if I did not thank my muse, the amazing woman who keeps me sane and happy.*"Mr. Summers,...

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Christmas Magic Pt 1

It’s Christmas Eve and you’d think I’d be happy and excited for tomorrow, but to me, it’s just another day. My foster guardians, I’m certainly not going to call them parents, don’t give a shit about Christmas. Rick McCray and his rotten tooth wife Caroline, who are supposed to be my guardians will most likely spend their Christmas all strung out on crack. Rick deals but also uses and Caroline only uses. Crack’s not the only drug they ingest. They’ll take anything they can get. Crack’s just...

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Christmas Is Cancelled

The British prime minister shuffled up to the lectern as the cameras went live. He was once described as being like a dishevelled blond orangutang. Tonight that description seemed apt.A last-minute news conference had been called on the Saturday before Christmas. All across the country, people were looking forward to a brief respite from the lockdowns. They had been promised five days of freedom by the orangutang.They weren't going to get it.The Coronavirus had mutated and now there were...

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Christmas Curse

The Curse JoAnne forced her way brusquely through the dense crowd toward the Thai place on the corner. Lord, she hated holiday shopping – screaming brats, the jarring sounds of ringing bells, the constant fucking “gimme, gimme, gimme” of the damn “charity” workers. As if they weren’t really there to guilt you into forking over the goddamn money. And all these fucking people just kept on bumping against her, wrinkling her $2000 black skirt and jacket power suit. Didn’t they have somewhere to...

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Christmas with My MotherinLaw

This story, although fictitious, is based heavily on true events and true people, just the names have been changed and it's mostly my own fantasies that are touched upon in the actions.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------It was a brisk chilly Christmas eve, the 24th of December.I was staying with my gorgeous girlfriend at her mum's house. My parents were away on holiday and my girlfriend always spends Christmas with her mother, and...

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Christmas Surprise

Christmas Surprise By Margaret Jeanette Terry and Jennifer Buxton had everything going for them. Married eight years and having their own real estate business that was thriving gave them a good life style. Jennifer was nominal president of the company while Terry was listed as vice president. All major decisions were made by both of them. They had 10 agents working for them and each one seemed to show success in selling properties. It was three weeks before Christmas and lunch...

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Christmas Party

A Christmas Sex Party        My wife of ten years is the sales rep for a plastic whole sale company.  She sells recycled raw product to factories and manufacturing companies in a fairly large region including the east coast and into the mid-east states.  Using email and a phone she is able to do a lot of her work from an office in our home.   This allows her to be at home most days to spend quality time with our two kids, Mat 6 and Jessie 4.  To maintain personal contact with most of her...

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Christmas Angel

Melinda and her husband Mike used to go all out at Christmas time, decorating every inch of the house, inside and out. It was her favorite holiday. One of the traditions Melinda brought from her childhood was the family setting up the tree the first Sunday of December. Nowadays it was not just their kids, but grandkids as well. The sounds of children giggling, a serenade of Christmas melodies, make that day extra special. This year however just wasn't the same, because her husband divorced her...

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Christmas SurpriseChapter 2

We made a pit stop at the sandwich shop and then caught a taxi. I took her to Fashion Valley Center. She looked a bit nervous when she saw how everyone else was dressed. I was wearing the same comfortable polo shirt and jeans that I'd been wearing when she met me. Seeing that she was nervous I led her into Nordstrom's and then into the women's clothing section where I located a sales attendant. "Hi Barbara. My name is Rich and this is my friend Lynn." "Hi Rich, Lynn, it's a pleasure...

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Christmas CheerChapter 7

The day of Christmas Eve was quiet and low-key. I think both of us were a little worn out by the constant activity of the previous week and glad to have a restful day at home. I spent some time puttering on the computer--no dire emails this time, thank goodness!--and caught up a bit on the novel I was reading. I found a few moments to wrap the St. Christopher medallion I'd bought Mike at the street fair, smiling as I remembered dancing in the square and kissing under the mistletoe. Had it...

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Christmas Angel

“Elfi,” a male voice barked, directly to my left. I winced as the sound exploded against my eardrums, and angry flecks of saliva slapped against my cheek. “Get back to fucking work. Now!”If that sounded harsh written in English, let me tell you it actually made my skull vibrate in the original German. German is a perfect language for shouting.The words came from my boss, Klaus Richter, Head of Entertainment at the Christmas market in Berlin, where I worked. My muscles tensed, my hands started...

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Christmas Present for Sam

"Are you ready, yet?", Samantha hollered from their bedroom."Just a little while longer, Baby!", Rick yelled back. "I'll come get you! You just keep watching that video I bought you!"It was Christmas Eve, and Rick had spent hours upon hours planning this night to give Sam her "special" Christmas present, and here it was, Christmas Eve, and all his efforts were coming to fruition. Rick told Samantha to dress up in one of her sexiest, see-thru negligees and watch the video while he set everything...

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Christmas Comes Early

Keeping things fresh after 10 years of marriage is difficult. It was a fact that our sex life had been on the wane for quite a while before Amy came along, Amy being my husband’s 23 year-old girlfriend. I must admit that I laughed in his face and told him that he must be delusional when he claimed that our beautiful blonde neighbour had propositioned him for sex; the sudden spark we found in the bedroom meant I had played along with his supposed-fantasies and I had been trapped by the truth...

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Christmas fantasy about my wife

We area mature coupe, I am 66 and my wife is 60 works out is in good shape and most people guess her to be in her 40s. I am not well endowed and now at my age seldom get hard. My wife has confessed that she has fantasies about younger hung black men and I have encouraged her to act them out, but as far as I know she has refused to do so. Here is my fantasy about what happens on Christmas. We live in a rural lake community not far from a few large truckstops. I suggest to her there are probably...

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Christmas Market Boy

Maybe it was how free the boy was with the boisterous crowd on Saturday afternoon in the Bamberg, Germany, beerhall, with him touching them and they touching him and patting his bottom as he passed. Despite the close quarters and the hands-on flirting, the boy was managing to swing up to six full beer steins in his hands without losing a drop of lager. The array of steins looked almost as big as he did in his short-legged leather lederhosen despite it being in the middle of December. He looked...

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Christmas Blessings

I’ve had so many emails asking me to please repost this story. So to all of you who loved it, here you go. Thanks so much for the emails and the wonderful comments. * * * ‘Please God, can my mommy come home and visit for Christmas?’ The words, uttered in the sweetest voice of the curly haired blonde little girl, tore at her father’s heart. Nathan could feel a thickness in the back of his throat and tears mist in his eyes as he stared at his youngest daughter kneeling beside her bed staring...

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Christmas Eve

I guess my problem started during Christmas vaca- tion when I was 18. My parents were on a two week second honeymoon in France, and my Aunt Jill had agreed to take care of our rather large house and of me. Jill, who was 28 at the time, was still recovering from the shock of losing her husband in an automobile accident, so I was skeptical about my chances of having a merry Christmas in the midst of so much gloom. To my great surprise, though, Jill's spirits were high, and the two days before...

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Christmas Gifts pt 1

The first half of his college freshman year was the most sexually frustrating period of Luke Gerard's life. He was tall, handsome with his mother's blue eyes and his dad's dusty blonde hair, and had taken a baseball scholarship at Brown University. All of these factors lined up to get him laid, and he had still been dumb enough to try the long distance think with his high school sweetheart Kelly Gibbons. So he had resisted. He had been faithful. And he hadn't been home three hours before she...

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CHRISTMAS 1988

It was Saturday December s*******nth 1988. Tyler was playing a video game when his mom came down the stairs. Her high heals clicking quickly across the hardwood floor as she was making her quick exit from the house. He paused as I was sure she was going to give him more instructions about dinner and what time she'd be back. She looked at her self in a nearby mirror and gave one more adjustment on her black mini-skirt, and of her breasts before turning towards him, to fill him in on tonight's...

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Christmas Angel Part 2

I stood alone in a little bathroom cubicle at the market, leaning against the sink. I was breathing heavily, trying to calm myself down. My efforts were not successful. I could still taste Jack in my mouth and feel the sensation of his lips on my neck. I lifted a hand, ran it through my blonde hair, then rubbed my neck with my palm. I moaned and wriggled. Then I danced in excitement with my feet.Then I steeled myself. I hadn't gone to the bathroom to pee. I needed to steady myself, and I...

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Christmas at the burrow

Muggles that saw it would swear, jokingly, that it was held together by magic. Wizzarding folk, on the other hand, would know that that is exactly what is holding it together. A cold biting wind flows and weaves its way around the outside of the building, as if seeking a way in, drawing a fresh flurry of snow with it, which slowly makes its way down to the ground, adding to the drifts which lay all around, the countryside blanketed in pure, unbroken fields of white. Two figures, deeply...

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Christmas Break

Feedback is appreciated. Oh, how I love the hustle and bustle of Christmas. Nothing is better than ten days off from work, holiday vacations, tasty treats, and… oh yeah – the Christmas shopping. The mall is always packed with beautiful Holiday treats this time of year, making it the perfect time for me to do some shopping. I decided to start in the food court and slowly work my way around to all of the hip fashion stores. There was no need to rush; after all, I didn’t want to bring...

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Christmas tree gnome

I am Charlie the gnome. Not the type you would put on a rockery or in the garden. I am too little for that. I am what you might call, a Christmas tree gnome. It is not my fault I am a gnome. It is my master who makes me pay a penance for accidentally setting fir to his implements of wizardry. He as a true wizard, sure enough. If I had any doubts before I know now for certain. He has the audacity to plant me on the Christmas tree with other gnomes and Christmas tree decorations with the...

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Christmas Night

Marilyn Lehman stood at the patio door watching her two sons in the back yard. Jake, 12 years old, was astride his brand new trail bike. Andrew,17, was showing his younger brother the controls. Both boys were dressed warmly. Although it was early afternoon and the sun was coming out, it was still cold. Several inches of snow covered the yard. It was a picture postcard Christmas Day, full of blue skies, cotton clouds, and white snow.Andrew stepped away from the bright green bike. He got the...

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christmas

This goes way back, 1967 to be exact and we were living in Southern California. My young wife Billi was four months pregnant. I thought she was very sexy with her little belly and her normally small breasts and nipples enlarging. She had become extremely horny since finding out she was pregnant. We were having sex morning and night and several times on Saturday and Sunday. Christmas was a few days away and she began feeling lonely as her parents had left on a Caribbean cruise and wouldn’t be...

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