"Mommy! Are you coming to decorate cookies with us?"
Her daughter's voice echoed up the stairwell as Nicky woke in a dreamy haze.
Her awareness slowly returned, and she sensed that she was in her bed. Well, mostly.
She was completely nude, face down in the middle of the mattress, with the lower half of her legs splayed apart, hanging off the end of the bed.
She opened her eyes. It was dark.
What time is it? She wondered.
She rolled over and propped herself up on her elbows. Something warm trickled out from her vagina.
Cum, she thought. Dan's cum.
She reached for the tissue box on her night table and grabbed a handful.
As she began to wipe Dan's cum from her pussy, an image of herself and Dan orgasming simultaneously as he savagely fucked her from behind flashed in her mind. Their bodies contorted with overwhelming pleasure. Their mouths open wide, heads thrust back, eyes clenched shut, blocking out any external sensory input, completely indulging in the intense rush of erotic bliss that coursed through them.
A sense of light headedness washed over her. She suddenly felt heavy, like she was being pulled downward, falling again into that dreamy state of bliss.
She knew she should fight it, but she didn't. It was too tempting to resist.
Her eyes rolled back as she permitted herself to savor the feeling. Her pussy stirred.
She dropped the wad of tissues from her hand and began delicately tracing her fingertips across her labia, lulling herself deeper into a dream-like state of arousal. Instead of cleaning Dan's cum as she'd intended, she was now spreading it all over her tingling pussy. Her lubricated fingertips traced slow circles up along her labia, edging towards her eager clit...
"Mommy?" The voice called again from downstairs, yanking her from the dreamy fog.
"Be right there" She called.
Where is Dan? Nicky wondered as she quickly dressed and headed downstairs.
She found him standing at the kitchen counter. The girls were standing on chairs on either side of him. They were mixing the cookie dough ingredients in a large silver bowl. He was wearing a Santa hat.
She was relieved to see a recipe and measuring cups beside the bowl.
Dan looked back over his shoulder towards her, "Hi Honey! You ready to roll?"
He gestured to the rolling pin lying on the counter.
She smiled.
"In a minute", she said. She walked over to them, put her arms around the girls, and gave them each a warm kiss on the cheek.
"No kiss for me?" Dan pouted.
"Maybe later... if you're good." She winked.
"No promises." Dan joked.
She smacked his butt and skipped off the living room to put on her Christmas playlist.
The sound of jingle bells ringing came from the speakers, followed by a smooth guitar riff and a shuffling beat. It was Jingle Bell Rock.
She bounced to the music a few times in the living room, then strutted back to the kitchen to wash her hands. Her hips swayed to the rhythm as she dried them with a dish towel. She looked over at Dan and the girls, and smiled.
They had placed the ball of dough on the floured cutting board and were rolling it into a flat circle.
Dan looked over his shoulder at her. Her body was swaying to the music as she adjusted her ponytail. He loved how she looked with a ponytail, it made her seem sporty and sexy and cute all at the same time.
She saw his eyes exploring her body, so she did a half-turn, then looked back towards him and winked as she swayed her hips back and forth. He exaggeratedly widened his eyes and dropped his jaw at her, then smiled and winked back.
Nicky then got the cookie cutters from the pantry and placed them on the counter.
They worked together cutting the dough into familiar shapes. Reindeer, Christmas trees, Santa Claus, snowflakes... each was lifted gently from the cutting board with a spatula and placed on a baking sheet.
When the dough ball was too small and floury to roll out, she cut it into four small pieces and handed them out. Everyone happily popped one into their mouths.
"Ok kids, why don't you play downstairs while the cookies bake? We'll call you up when they're ready to decorate."
"Ok Mommy!" They scampered down the basement stairs. They were old enough to play unsupervised for a while.
"We need icing" Dan announced as he set the oven.
"Yes, sir!" She responded, playfully snapping to attention like a soldier and saluting him.
