This is a supplement to my submission for the Literotica Winter Holidays 2020 contest. While my alter-ego Drew will be in attendance and enjoying himself, the story of course has nothing to do with any other of my 'normal' stories.
As we clear out the nasty dirty dust bunnies left over from 2020, my fondest wish is that all of you are safe and keep sane in this new year of 2021.
If you are looking for instantaneous sex, you may want to venture to other stories. I do hope you like chapter 2.
All participants are over 18 years of age...way over in Drews case. All members of the cast are completely a figment of my vivid imagination and hold no reality to any living creature...Promise😉
Chapter 2
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Drew hooked her robe and their towels on his outdoor rack. He heard her literally moaning in the hot water. He slipped in beside he and she pulled him close and kissed his cheek.
"So why me?" Drew asked, "You are intelligent, beautiful and 20 years-plus years my junior. Why me?"
She held him close and was quiet a moment. "I have not had such a wonderful dinner and conversation in I do not know how long. I feel like I have known you for forever. There is such a level of trust and comfort when I am with you. I do not want to let it go."
"Well, you are not going to have to ever let it go if you do not want to. I feel the same way. We will just take our time, enjoy our time and I'll let you out of bed on alternate Fridays."
She giggled and tried to snuggle closer if that was possible.
"So Naughty Santa, you know that thing you did to our big assed friend?" she asked.
"Are you referring to my tongue in certain orifices? Or the spanking of said big ass?"
"Um, huh I was talking tongue, but we can talk about spanking later." She giggled.
"Yes beautiful, what would you like to discuss about how I used my tongue?"
"Would I be kicked off the good girl list if I asked you to do that to me, and maybe more?" she asked with an amazing twinkle in her eyes.
He pulled her close "I won't tell if you don't," and they both snickered.
They both looked up into the stary sky and gasped as a shooting star raced and vanished.
"Happy Holidays, Beautiful" Drew whispered in her ear.
She turned her head and lightly kissed his lips, "Same to you my sexy naughty Santa."
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Drew rolled out of bed after untangling himself from his CPAP gear. He hated having to use it and his bite guard after so much intimacy. But he needed to, or he would have snored like a bull elk. All the drugs, bite guard and CPAP made him feel old. It was bad enough he had to use a hearing aid in one ear after all the years of construction (before anyone used hearing protection) and a SCUBA accident where he blew out an eardrum. The doc said the scar tissue would cause hearing loss later in life. And here he was, 'later in life.' And of course, glasses because he could not wear contacts due to sensitive eyes.
Old and falling apart.
He had awoken next to a beautiful goddess. She looked so amazing. She was wrapped in the added thick blanket he had covered her with later that night. He always forgot that it was normal for him to sleep with the windows open in the middle of winter. Now back in costal CA he kept his room colder. His partners usually found it to be somewhat uncomfortable.
After the last bout of lovemaking, she told him she was 'tapped out' and curled up in the crook of his arm with her head on his hairy chest. But over time, she had shifted, and he felt her shiver. So, he went a retrieved a huge throw he kept in his cedar chest and softly covered her sleeping form.
She was so beautiful asleep wrapped in her warm cocoon. Her cute nose sticking out of wrap along with some mussed-up hair.
"Just, seriously fucked hair," he thought with some pride.
He noticed a ball of red behind her and froze. A small head popped up and he looked at the foot of the bed. The dog bed was empty. 'You little shit' he thought about his rescue pup. She was so mentally damaged after one year on the streets of LA, that even after three years with him, she would sleep on the bed but not with him.
In one-night, Desi had won her over. Not that he could blame the pup, Desi had won him over too.
He quietly grabbed the clothes he had set aside. He was always the first to get up and be busy. From when he was 7 or 8 years old, he was up at first light or before. Up early and working on the 100 projects he always had in process or was thinking about.
He had asked her, sometime in the hot tub, what she preferred for breakfast. After the initial "oh anything" they settled on the basic standard of eggs, bacon, and fruit. He had everything they needed except one thing, coffee.
He dressed quickly. Placed a note on the closed lid of the toilet, first place she would head by his guess, and went for a walk. Unlike a normal dog, his would not even think of being on the end of leash. So, she watched him suit up and walk around the block to get Desi her first cup of morning cheer.
He returned shortly to find Desi still in bed asleep and wrapped up. The dog was back cuddled and did not get up to greet him as he returned. She just raised her small terrier head, watched him place the coffee on the bed side table and cuddled back into the warmth of Desi. He exited the door. leaving it a crack open so the pup would not panic.
Drew cleaned the kitchen up a bit and then went on preparing breakfast waiting on his lovely guest to awaken.
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"Are you always this way? Is this normal for you?" Desi asked him smiling while wrapped in the big fluffy VS robe and holding her coffee close and blowing on the steam that arose.
"Um...What? Waking to a beautiful naked young goddess in my bed? No, I cannot say that has been my norm." Drew commented while sitting outside on his deck watching the hummingbird's feed. He did look down and see that she had found his slippers he laid out for her.
"Then why?"
"Why what?" Responded Drew.
"One, you actually got my coffee order right." She paused.
"Two, you have been up and prepped breakfast," she continued.
