Birddog - Christmas
By TxRad
It was the day before Christmas and I was in my home office doing some writing. It wasn't real cold out but the clouds hung low and it was misting rain. The bell that told me someone had pulled into the driveway rang. I changed screens so I could see the view from the camera on the front of the garage.
My daughter Margo's car came to a stop and both front doors opened. My daughter came out the driver's door and a tall redhead in a long coat came out the other door. They headed up the sidewalk towards the back porch.
The back door was still locked from the night before so I headed that way to unlock it. I opened the door and they filed in. My daughter had on sweat pants and a sweat shirt with her old bomber jacket over the top.
"I hate cold weather," she said quickly.
"No sundeck, that's for sure," I said in return.
She shivered and said, "My nipples would freeze and fall off."
"Who's your friend?" I asked looking at the redhead.
"I think I'm your Christmas present," the young woman said softly.
"Dad, this is Lisa. Lisa, this is my dad."
"Glad to meet you," I said as I shook hands with the young woman.
Looking at my daughter, I asked, "Christmas present?"
Margo laughed. "I said something about you being hard to shop for and then I jokingly asked what she would think about being your Christmas present."
"I have a couple of things for you under the tree but nothing as extravagant as her," I said as I winked at Lisa.
Lisa swallowed hard and asked in a whisper, "She was joking, right?"
I shrugged and said, "I never know when she is or isn't, to tell the truth."
Margo laughed. "Ya can't fault a girl for trying. Why don't you take her coat while I get out of mine."
I stepped over behind Lisa as she unbuttoned the coat. As I help her take it off, I groaned softly. She had on a thin white blouse and a short red, flared skirt. With the coat off, I stepped around to take my daughter's coat.
For a minute or so, I looked from one to the other. The way they were dressed was a great contrast. I also noted that there wasn't a bra under the white blouse. Lisa's nipples were making tents in the soft fabric and I could make out the hint of dark circles under those tents.
"Uh, what gives? She's dressed up and you're not?" I said to my daughter.
"She was going shopping and I was lazying around the house. Her car broke down and she called me for a ride and here we are," my daughter explained. "She works at the club and she's new in town."
With a grin, I said, "I'm surprised you didn't keep her as a Christmas present for yourself."
Margo groaned softly. "The thought crossed my mind but I decided to behave for once."
Lisa looked at my daughter hard and then glance at me. "My daughter is bi, if she hadn't mentioned it," I said.
"Uh, no, she didn't mention that but...." Lisa said and let the sentence hang.
"We both like butts," I said with a chuckle. "Come on in and make yourself at home."
I carried their coats into the living room and tossed them on the couch. Looking at my daughter, I asked, "Want me to make a fire?"
"In the fire place?" She shot back.
"Or I could bend you over my knee and make your little ass glow," I said with a grin.
When Lisa groaned, we both looked at her. "Did I hit a fantasy?" I asked softly.
Lisa blushed and whispered in reply, "Something like that."
"With your panties up or down?" Margo asked.
"Uh, what panties?" Lisa whispered with another blush.
"Shopping with no panties or bra on. How strong is your exhibitionist streak?" I asked fishing for information.
"I had the long coat on so.... It's stronger than my courage," Lisa replied.
Margo let out a soft moan and I looked at her with a grin. "Long coat with nothing on under it?"
When she nodded, Lisa asked, "Me or you?"
Margo shivered and said, "What if I said both?"
"It would be a tight fit under that coat," I said jokingly.
Both young women moaned softly and I shook my head. "There's my big bathrobe and some rope."
"How about just the rope?" Margo asked.
"You like that too much," I replied with a grin.
My daughter shivered hard and said, "Light a fire in the fireplace."
I noticed Lisa's eyes on the tent in the front of my pajama bottoms as I moved to the fireplace and squatted down. As I stacked the wood, Lisa asked, "You don't have a bear skin rug?"
"Nope, there aren't many bears around here that would want to give up their coat."
"He does have this old silky comforter that is so sensuous to squirm around on naked," Margo said softly.
Lisa looked at her hard and asked, "With your dad here?"
Margo laughed. "Who do you think was making me squirm?"
"What would your mother think of that?" Lisa asked.
Margo took a deep breath and replied, "My mom has been dead for twenty years so...."
"Oh!" Lisa said, "I, uh, didn't know that."
"Most people don't know that and very few know anything about my relationship with my dad," Margo whispered.
"I've never squirmed in front of a fire," Lisa said.