Christmas Passion
Leah struggled to reach her keys as she juggled several bags filled with Christmas presents. The handles dug into the skin on her wrists and she tried to slide them around for relief. Finally, she extracted the key chain from her purse and managed to unlock the door, allowing her to enter a dark house.
Great. Her husband still wasn't home yet, which meant the kids still needed to be picked up from daycare. And of course, that also meant she'd have to start dinner, after hours of shopping.
Since no one was home, she deposited the bags on the kitchen floor. Clapping twice, the lights came on. A deep sigh escaped her. She’d put something in the microwave to thaw for dinner, then hide the gifts and take a quick shower. Maybe by then Grant would be home with the kids. If not, she’d have to go after them.
Leah searched the freezer, found some easy precooked chicken breasts, and then grabbed the bags. She headed upstairs, looking forward to her shower and five minutes to herself.
The holidays had always been her favorite time of year. But this year, things were different. She’d become a twenty-four year old wife and stepmother to two children without a mom.
This Christmas her life was overflowing with shopping, baking decorating, and wrapping. She’d had more cards to send out in one year than she had previously in her entire life.
It was fun, mind you, but the stress had her pulling her hair out.
Where was Grant anyway? He’d promised to be home to help her. They were going to have quite the talk when he arrived.
She placed the bags off in the closet and went straight to the bathroom. She started the shower and peeled off her clothes. When steam wafted from the curtain, she pushed it aside and stepped in. The hot water was heaven as it poured over her body.
Her hands wandered south, slipping between the folds of her sex. She just couldn’t help herself. With the kids, something was always in the way. She and Grant never got enough time together, certainly not any quality, uninterrupted time. It was always a quickie while a good cartoon was on, or when they were exhausted right before they went to sleep. No exploration. No extras. Just straight sex and release.
Leah had a wild streak. She needed more than that.
She played with her clit, increasing the need within her. Her other hand pinched at her nipple.
The sudden slam of a door interrupted her. Damn. Grant must be home with the kids. Her body pulsed with need as she rinsed her hair and stepped out. She wrapped the towel around her torso and went to the bedroom for her robe.
Leah paused in the doorway and a smile spread across her face. A beautifully wrapped present lay in the middle of the bed. Covered with red foil paper and a big green bow, the unexpected gift had a large tag with her name.
She went to the bed and fingered the bow. It was silky. Her smile broadened. What was Grant up to?
He appeared in the doorway. “Open it.” She looked at him and saw the excitement in his deep blue eyes. One glance and she was reminded why it had been so easy to fall in love with him. Tall and dark, his eyes stood out in contrast to his coloring. It seemed that every time he looked at her, his gaze reached her soul.
“Where are the kids?” she asked as she delicately pulled at the bow. It was so pretty, she hated to mess it up.
“There at my mom' s.” He stepped in the room. “Tear it up, already.”
Leah just couldn’t. She was peeling the wrapping inch by inch when he sat down next to her and ripped into the package
“Grant!”
Leah lifted the lid and pulled the tissue off the top, revealing a velvety red teddy, trimmed with white fur. Beneath it, there were white thigh highs to match. She drew in a deep breath, surprised. This was this first sexy undergarment he’d bought her. She fingered the soft material.
“There’s more.”
She looked at him, then dug deeper into the box. She found a pair of love dice, a bottle of wine, and …oh! A fingertip massager!
He had remembered! Months ago, they’d been talking about sex and Leah had confessed that she wouldn’t mind trying one.
He brushed the hair from her eyes and leaned her head back, kissing her deeply. Then he pulled away abruptly. “I’ll get some glasses. You get dressed.”
Desire rippled through her from his kiss. Need thumped in her lower belly thinking about what was to come. Her pussy dampening, she stood in front of the mirror and put on the teddy. She snapped it closed and situated her breasts. After a few adjustments, she looked in the mirror. It fit perfectly on her curvaceous body. The red color highlighted her fair skin and blond hair.
She lit a scented candle and the smell of gingerbread floated through the air. Inhaling the holiday aroma, she reclined on the bed.
Grant returned a moment later, carrying two wine glasses filled to the brim with red liquid. He sat them on the end table, motioning her to roll to the side. As soon as she did, he straddled her and took the opportunity to slap her ass. The biting sting sent ripples of warm desire through her lower regions.
Grant jiggled the dice in his hands. “Let’s see what’s first...” The die tumbled onto the fluffy rose comforter and landed on nipples and fondle. Grant grinned. “Perfect.”
He slipped the stimulator on his finger and turned it on. Its low buzz could barely be heard. Grant pulled the straps of the teddy down her shoulders and cupped her creamy mounds. Already her nipples were hard as tiny pebbles. Slowly he brought his finger to her breast. As soon as it touched her, electric shocks ran down her spine. She arched upward and cried out. The sensation was more than she ever expected. “Ahhh…Grant. Too good.”
Grant let a vibrator buzz against her skin as he fondled her breasts. With his other hand, he rolled the die once again. Lips and nibble. He bent, still fondling her breasts, and bit gently at her lips. Already racked with pleasure, she moaned in his mouth.
Funny how she’d longed for the opportunity to have more time with him and now she was in a rush. She pulled away. “Roll again.”
Buttocks and lick.
Grant laughed aloud and grabbed her hips. He tossed her over and ran his tongue along her rear. Meanwhile, he brought the stimulator to her lower regions. He slipped it under the crotch of her teddy and into the folds of her sex. The vibration set her afire. She screamed out, under so much exquisite, teasing pressure that she wanted to pull away.
Grant used his other hand to undo the snaps on her teddy. He pushed it out of the way and moved her onto her knees. He thrust into her, pumping his hips. His finger worked her clit with the stimulator as he rammed in and out of her. She teetered on the brink of an orgasm. Anticipation filled her with unbearable ecstasy.
Leah exploded into a frenzy of quiver and shakes.
She started to collapse on the bed, but he pulled her up. “Oh no. We're not done.”
Grant continued riding her as he grabbed the dice and rolled again. Nibble and neck. He bent over her, biting at her neck as he pumped in and out. A new sensation rose in her, bringing her to the edge of orgasm once again.
He jerked inside of her just as her world went spinning.
Together they fell on the bed. Grant cuddled her in her arms. Absolute satisfaction and release warmed her. All of the day's stress was gone. Her holiday cheer was back.
Present wrapping, anyone?