A big thank you again to all who have either sent me messages, voted on, or gave me kind words about It Started At Christmas. I'm deeply touched that you've enjoyed my writing. This story is a little more than half way through and I hope that when reading part 4, you will keep in mind that there is a storyline going on here and this is not just a "sexual" story. To understand how the story will unfold and conclude I have had to develop the characters so that you can get to know them and inside their heads. With that said, I hope that you enjoy part 4.
Victoria and Alan both woke later in the afternoon. Lying there, in bed, together Alan said, "Although I'd like to, I guess we can't stay in bed all day." Just looking at her, Alan couldn't help but to smile. She was so beautiful to him, and he loved her so much.
Flipping the comforter back just enough to expose her breasts, he brought his mouth down to one of them and began to savor her nipple with his tongue. Then his hand reached up and started caressing and squeezing that same breast. "Mmmm...I need to get up" Alan said with his mouth full of nipple.
Victoria laughed, "Who are you trying to convince Dad, me or you?"
Alan sucked on her breast for just a little longer, than begrudgingly forced him self to get up and go take a shower. Victoria admired his body as he got out of the bed and walked into the bathroom. She didn't dare follow him into the shower because she knew they would never get out of the bedroom if she did that. Wisely, she waited until he was in the shower before she got out of bed and walked to her bedroom to get ready for the day.
While in the shower her self, Victoria's thoughts were everywhere. She had wanted to surprise as well as please Alan, but she hadn't anticipated for them to take things as far as they just had. She replayed earlier in her mind. Alan had made love to her with such a hunger and fervency. She imagined he and Allison probably hadn't had sex since whenever things began with Nancy, but she had no idea how long that had been. So she knew part of his desire came just from being able to hold a woman close to him. She also knew though, that although it was in a fatherly way, Alan loved her very much.
By the time Victoria got herself together and was coming downstairs, Alan was putting his coat on and appeared to be going somewhere. "Hi sweetheart" Alan said, as he kissed Victoria. "I'm headed out to go get the Christmas tree. Not sure how long it will take, but would you go into the basement and pull out all the Christmas decorations? We'll put the tree up and decorate the house when I get back."
Victoria smiled, "Sure dad."
The mood was festive when Alan arrived back home dragging in a beautiful 8 foot high noble fir. The sounds of Bing Crosby's, "It's Beginning to Look A Lot Like Christmas" played throughout the house. Victoria had made coffee for the both of them and they enjoyed it while talking and decorating the house. The rail to the stairs was adorned with garland and lights. The life size nutcracker stood watch in the front foyer. Alan's grandmother's Nativity Scene graced the fireplace mantle. By the time they finished, a couple hours later, the house looked very "Christmassy."
Upon surveying their handiwork and finding it pleasing, Victoria flopped down on the couch. Alan stood there looking at Victoria and everything. The house was beautiful and Victoria was just stunning. She wore dark wash boot cut jeans and a cream colored cable knit sweater. Her auburn hair was pinned up in a messy bun with stray hairs that fell from it and framed her face. She was perfect. Alan smiled. In that moment that Alan felt like things were falling into place in his very disjointed world.
He plopped down on the couch beside Victoria and she leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder and held his hands with hers. They sat there, like that quietly for a while just enjoying the moment.
Alan turned his face to look over at Victoria and she turned her head up to look at him. Staring in her eyes, he grasped her face in his hands and leaned in and very tenderly, and intimately kissed her.
The kiss started to build in intensity and as it did, Victoria situated herself in such a manner that she was now straddling Alan's lap. She then removed her sweater and allowed Alan to unfasten her front clasp bra. As her breasts freed from their constraints, Alan's mouth found them once again. Victoria raised her arms up and began to loosen her hair and play with it as Alan sucked and teased her breasts.
