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My mom always let me open one present on Christmas Eve. So I thought of one to give my boyfriend Chase. He is a lean, mean(literally), full blooded Italian. Who towers six two over my petite five four figure. He came home with me to spend Christmas with my folks. I was glad he managed to get the rest of the week off from the restaurant, where he is a chef. So it wasn't unusual for my Gram'ma to share cooking tips with Chase as we all prepped for tomorrows meal. There is a breakfast casserole we make every year. Chase learned our family recipe.
After spending the day with my parents and grandparents I am looking forward to tonight. Normally my parents wouldn't let us share a room but since my family is in town there is no other option. I told Chase to wait ten minutes before coming up. As I struggle into my outfit I hope it is enough time. I barely make it into my robe and get behind the door when it opens.
"Sit down." I demand. I have placed my desk chair in the middle of the room. He obeys. I slowly untie the robe and let it fall to the floor. His eyes grow wide and his mouth hangs open to see my attire. I am wearing a red velvet negligee with white fur trim. White thigh high stocking with matching garter belt and red fuck me pumps. I've also have on white gloves that come up to my elbows and a Santa hat.
"Wow." He whispers.
"You like?" He nods stupidly. "Would you like me to dance for you?" Another nod.
I think I shocked him so much he is incapable of speech. It took me a week going through his CD's to find something suitable to dance to, since he likes heavy metal. I settled on "She Rides" by Danzig. Slowly I begin to move with the rhythm. He licks his lips as I slowly slide off one glove and toss it at him. I lick my lips back at him as I run my hands across my body before removing the other glove with my mouth. He groans as I let it fall to the floor. I crouch down and starting at my ankles drag my hands up my legs and inner thighs. Continuing up over my stomach, caressing my perky B cup breasts. Running my fingers through my hair I push off the hat then do the infamous hair flip. My hands roam over my body as I swirl my hips with the beat.
I begin to make my way to him. My hands have made their way back down to my legs. Sliding my hands up my thighs, pulling the short dress up I straddle him. He tries to touch me as I grind against his lap. I slap his hands away with a wicked grin as I rub my body up his then back down. I stand back up and seductively drop one shoulder strap followed by the other. Crossing my arms to hold the bit of material on I continue to dance before him. Turning my back on him , I let it slowly slip down my body. Wiggling my hips a bit to get it to drop all the way to the floor. Stepping out of it I back up to grind my butt on his lap.
I am now naked except for the garter, hose and heels. I let him run his hands up my back as I press hard into his erection. I lean back against him and rub my whole form on his. He is breathing hard when I feel his lips graze my neck and tongue flick my earlobe. Abruptly I spin around. Straddling him again I shove my breasts into his face. He moans loud as I rub them on his face. His mouth opens and he runs his tongue between them. I push them together in offering. He wastes no time sucking on one then the other as I continue gyrating on his lap. My hands move down his toned chest, grip the hem of his shirt and pull it off. Moving back to press my hard nipples into his bare chest letting his chest hair stimulate them more. His hands are lightly rubbing my thighs. My lips graze his and I flick my tongue out to lick his lips. When I do it a second time he sucks it into his mouth. Gripping my legs tight he pulls me down onto his excitement. I reach back to unhook the garter belt.
"Leave it on." He chokes out.
"You like it?" Giving him another naughty grin.
"Oh yeah." He moans. "I want to bend you over the bed, heels and all." Pushing up into me.
