Starring: Melissa Debling
Disclaimer: This story is purely fiction, it has never happened.
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Peter Andrews sat in his lounge, glass of whisky in his hand. It had been a rough year, his wife had left him, she was sleeping with a work colleague. Then he had lost his job, a good one with an electronics company. Peter now worked at the local supermarket, stacking the shelves. He just couldn't catch a break, dating was going nowhere, his only social life was volunteering at the local homeless shelter. The doorbell rang and he got up, moving to the door he opened it.
"Alright, Pete." Said Steve the postman. "Mostly bills and this..." He passed Peter a medium sized parcel.
"Thanks!" Peter said, as Steve moved to the next house.
Waling inside he looked at the letter, yeah it was mostly bills, a couple of cards as well as the festive season was just starting. Puzzled he examined the parcel, having not ordered anything lately.
"Very funny..." He said to himself unreeling the paper, it was an advent calendar. "Well done, mum." Every year his parents would send him a calendar, as a joke, even though he was now 36. He put it on the bookshelf, and went back to his whisky, settling in front of the TV for the evening.
Over the next few weeks Peter opened a door on the calendar, and ate his small chocolate/sweet that was revealed, then a week before Christmas, he opened the cardboard door and a key fell out. Attached was a label, Flat 12, Barnard close, and the postcode, 7.30 PM, dress smart.
"What the fuck?" He said to himself, not knowing what was going on. What was this, some sort of setup? Should he go? It was 10:30 now and he had to do his shift at the shelter, so he left the key on the table and got to it.
Peter got back around 4, and the key was staring at him the moment he got in, pausing he twisted it in his hand, what the fuck! Let do this. His parents probably had some surprise party planned, so he went upstairs and put on a shirt, dark trousers and a tie. Grabbing his jacket he got in his car and drove off to the address on the key.
The address was a smart tower block, the key worked on the main door, as he moved to the lift. Flat 12 was marked as the 3rd floor, so he pushed the 3 button. The lift moved up and the doors opened, Peter walked down the corridor to flat 12. Knocking softly he turned the key.
"Anyone here?" He asked peering around the door. The hallway was lit, and off to the side he heard a woman's voice say aloud, "Come in, Peter."
Walking slowly down the hall he looked into the room, standing by the sofa was a curvaceous blonde. She had short cropped hair, wore a robe, hanging open to reveal a black underwear set, with matching stockings and heels.
"Sorry!" Peter said turning to look away, that was so hard to do because the woman was incredibly hot.
"Peter, it's fine, you can look at me, in fact you can do more than look." She said. "I'm Melissa, you might have seen me online or in the lads mags, Melissa Debling."
Peter turned back slowly, admiring this beauty. Her curvy body on show as her robe feel from her hips, big breasts held in her black bra, huge cleavage on show. She walked towards him, hips swinging, smiling as she moved.
"But, I don't understand" Peter stammered.
"Ohhhh, well, it's easy. Sometimes good things happen to good people Peter, and you are a good man. Let's just say it's a little early Christmas present." Melissa replied.
She stood in front of him now, reaching up and pulling his head down to kiss him softly. "Now I am all yours, shall we have some fun." She purred.
Sliding her hand down his body she pushed it into her trousers, fondling his cock, which was getting hard. Grinning at what she found Melissa dropped to her knees and unfastened his button and fly.
"Relax." She whispered, as he looked down.
She took his dick in her hand head hard and throbbing, flicking it with her tongue her groaned as it twitched. Her soft lips ran down the shaft, as she sucked him further and further. Peter was in shock, this gorgeous woman on her knees sucking his cock, his hands went naturally to her head, as he guided her up and down on his shaft.
"Mmmm, get undressed, baby." She gasped coming up from his cock.
Melissa peeled off her robe and moved through to the bedroom, as Peter quickly removed his clothes. She stood by the bed, as Peter came in, hard cock bouncing against his body. Melissa reached around unfastening her bra, those magnificent breasts free.
