This is the fifth of twelve chapters. To really understand it, you should read the previous chapters before reading this one. Once again, I want to thank my editor Terry for his valuable help! I hope you enjoy the story.
The house was finally ready for Christmas Eve. Bridget looked around and everything seemed just right. She took the 23rd off so that she could get everything done. She still had needed to get some shopping done so she got that out of the way first thing. But then the rest of the day had been consumed with cleaning and decorating the house. The tree was in the living room. She loved that it was a high ceiling so that they could have a very tall tree. This year she had gone only with white lights and no ornaments except for the star at the top. There were trimmings all around to give the house a wonderful evergreen smell.
All of today's preparations were complete. Don had a roaring fire going. The food was either ready to go in to the oven or already in it. The smell of the prime rib roasting was just starting to fill the kitchen. And the table was set and ready for dinner. She arranged it so that she was at the head of table with Don and Sian on either side of her.
As she went into the bedroom to check herself in the mirror, Bridget could feel the butterflies in her stomach get bigger. Although she loved that she would get to spend time with both Don and Sian, she also worried a little about how it would go with all of them together for an extended time. She primped her hair, wanting it to look just right. She had on a pleated dress that came down to her knees. It flared out at the hem. The top was black and the lower part a dark ruby red except for a band of black at the bottom. It had a little hanging ruby red bow at the waistline. She fiddled with it to make sure that it looked right.
Thinking back over the week and a half, Bridget smiled but it didn't help calm her butterflies. She and Sian were doing very well, although with the crush of the holiday it had been harder to see each other. Both she and Don had company Christmas parties that had taken away some of the time. And then there was just the normal shopping and other things. But the days Bridget and Sian were together had been great.
While the weather had been horrible, the championship game itself had been awesome. Both teams were really good and the game was tied with no score at the half. Bridget remembered how different it felt than the previous game. She was no longer pretending to be with Sian. It was the first time that they were open about being together with people who were aware she was married. It felt awkward until one of the guy's girlfriends came up under her umbrella as they were watching.
"You know, a lot of us were wondering how long it was going to be until you two admitted what you felt about each other," she said with a friendly smile. "It's nice to see you both looking happy." Her smile grew a little bigger as Bridget blushed.
"It's all pretty new to me. But thanks," Bridget smiled back even as she felt her cheeks blush. She tentatively reached around and gave her a little hug which was returned. After that a couple of others along the sideline came over and gave her little supportive comments and from then on, she felt as comfortable as usual.
About halfway through the second half, they finally went ahead. Sian knocked a header in off a corner kick. As she ran away from the goal to celebrate, the first place she looked was at Bridget. She flashed a big smile as she saw Bridget jumping up and down, making big splashes in the puddles. That ended up being the only goal of the game. After getting the championship trophy, the team decided to forgo the normal post game dinner. The temperature had dropped and everybody was soaked through to the bone. They just wanted to get home and get warm.
When they got back to Bridget's car, she just started driving to Sian's apartment without even asking. Sian had a blanket wrapped around her and was shivering pretty hard. It wasn't far from her home so it wasn't too long before they got there. She took Sian's keys and led her into the building and up to her apartment. Once there, Bridget took her straight to the bathroom where she started to run a hot bath.
"Sit down," she ordered Sian who obeyed by sitting on the toilet seat. They hadn't even waited for Sian to take off her cleats and so those were the first things to come off. Bridget carefully piled the dirty clothes up in a corner as each one came off. Even though it was the first time that Bridget was seeing Sian getting undressed, she wasn't paying attention to that. She was just taking care of her girlfriend. When Sian was completely naked, the bathtub was just about full and Bridget helped her get into it. Sian made a little whimper as she felt the shock of the hot water on her ice cold body.
While Sian lay back in the water, Bridget went and made her some tea. By the time she got back, Sian felt better. She was a little bashful as Bridget reentered the bathroom. Without thinking one of her hands went over her breasts and the other over her pussy. Even though she felt that odd wave of shyness, she also liked the way that Bridget looked at her. When Sian moved to cover herself, Bridget became more aware of it too. And it was apparent from her grin that she liked what she saw.
"Yum," Bridget said and then laughed as Sian squirmed a little. She got down and knelt by the tub. She carefully put the tea where it couldn't get knocked off. Reaching for the sponge, Bridget dipped it into the water. "I think someone needs a little cleaning," she said in her sexy voice. She put a little body wash on it and then began to gently rub it around Sian's collarbone. The strokes were long and slow. Each time Bridget started again, she moved down a little bit. Sian's eyes were closed but as the sponge began to go over her breasts her lips parted just a little bit.
"You're beautiful, Sian," Bridget told her. "Your face is and your body is." Just as she said it, the sponge touched Sian's nipples. There was a noticeable shiver that went through Sian's body. Bridget kept on moving the sponge back and forth. And she kept going down further over Sian's body. It was always a light touch. It wasn't specifically sensual but it had that effect. As she reached Sian's mound, she had to push away Sian's hand. Now she was a little more direct. Her strokes were longer and circular. Sian bit her lip. Even still, she didn't keep it up for long. She continued down Sian's legs, first one then the other.
When she reached Sian's feet, Sian stirred. She looked over at Bridget. "That felt good, Baby." She reached over and stroked Bridget's face. "If you go any further, I think it will be hard for me. And I'm not sure you're ready for that."
Shifting, Bridget moved so that she could get her face close to Sian's. They kissed very softly for a few moments. When their lips parted, she pressed her forehead lightly against Sian's. "I know. I'm close though, darling Sian. This much seemed right to me." In the back of her mind was the promise to Don that she would not make love without him being there. Once she started something with Sian, she wasn't sure if she would have enough control to stop.
