[This story is fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental.]
[C] Copyright 2008
Jesse woke up on Christmas Day. His pajama bottoms were shifted, as he had a good nights rest. He was a 35 year old Architect, having designed his home, and most of the designs for his land as well. His brown hair swayed at below ears length, and his soft brown eyes pierced even the toughest of women. Broad shoulders and sexy abs were also a big factor.
No need for other women, as his beloved Kaitlyn was everything that he could ever want in a woman. Perky breast, soft red lips, striking green eyes and seductive auburn hair. She had the hottest tan body that he had ever seen on a woman. Perfect, with no flaws. 33 years of age, but looked as if she was 20.
Jesse got up from his empty bed, and figured that his wife was already downstairs, making breakfast and preparing the gifts. He slid on his slippers, and walked down the steps to greet Kaitlyn. He looked around, and did not notice her anywhere. He stepped into the kitchen, and a nice, hot plate of food was ready for him to eat. Two eggs, sunny side up, with hash browns and sausage links. Toast and jam, with a nice cold glass of orange juice. He sat down on the seat, and began to eat. To his left on the table, he saw a small note.
It Read:
Enjoy breakfast.
He continued to eat, and when he finished, he drank his orange juice.
Getting up from the table, he walked to the living room. As he made his way around the corner to the main hall, he noticed a trail of rose petals leading to the door. Jesse walked to it, and slowly opened the door. It was cold outside. Fresh white snow lay covering the ground. As he looked to the sidewalk, a small box sat. He walked out towards the box, and picked it up, then carried it into the warm house. As he closed the door. He noticed that a fire had just been started. He walked into the living room and sat down in his chair and enjoyed the fire. Looking down to the box, he opened it. Another note sat inside.
It Read:
Close your eyes, and relax. No peeking.
He did as the note had said. Keeping his eyes closed, he relaxed his muscles. He felt the air move slightly knowing that someone was behind him. Without any words, he was blindfolded, and could no longer see anything even if he opened his eyes. Small hands began to rub on his neck, and down the front of his bare chest. He knew those hands. Kaitlyn rubbed him the exact same way before she cuddled next to him. He was thoroughly enjoying the moment, and relaxed even more as the warmth cradled his body. She removed her hands and backed away.
Another sensation tickled through his body as a pair of hands rubbed softly on his thighs, and he could feel a soft pair of breasts nestle against his inner thighs. He became instantly erect, as the hands gently pulled on the waistband of his pajama pants, and lowered them down to his ankles, exposing a rather large, throbbing penis. A warm pair of lips wrapped themselves around him, taking in little by little, so as to make the experience very pleasurable and enjoyable.
The warm fire burned, and Jesse's body was saturated with heat both from the fire, and from the body of this person. "Another woman maybe?" he had wondered.
The mouth continued taking him in, twisting the tongue and sliding a soft hand up and down to heighten the act. The feeling was more intense than he could ever imagine. The wet, slippery tongue licked, and flicked at his tip making pre-cum ooze as it licked it clean. The hands lifted up his pajama pants again at the waist, and fitted them right on him. The person moved, and got up, walking away. His wife's voice spoke gently into his ear from behind him. "No peeking."
