Chapter 1
Most Christmases have their own memories, the things that made each one special. This last one did as well, though not in any way that Lynn and I had expected.
It all started the March before with a friend of my wife's, who was a nurse. Erica and Lynn had been friends since they were about twelve and both went to the same college and nursing school.
Growing up, they both had basically the same dreams of being a nurse and when sleeping over at the other's house, they would talk for hours about how their lives as nurses would be. They both graduated together and were each married within the next year.
Erica's marriage, however, had just ended when she came home from her shift early, not feeling well, and there was her husband, in their bed, madly fucking a coworker. Well, that did that and Erica moved out and in with us for about a week.
She didn't really raise the mood of our household any, as you can imagine, discussing her situation endlessly with Lynn and often with me. I was trying to be fair about things, after all her life had more or less collapsed around her, but she wasn't much fun to be around, that's for sure. But it appeared she did eventually pull herself together and we heard a while later that she had taken a nursing job overseas to try and make a new start.
Lynn did get a few emails on occasion from Erica and it seemed that she was finding her new assignment quite rewarding. Then, in November, she wrote to tell us she was coming back to the States for the holidays and Lynn invited her to stay with us if she could. I was certainly hoping she was over all the grief and turmoil we shared during her last visit and, truthfully, was not exactly looking forward to her upcoming stay.
Perhaps a few words about us all would be in order. I'm Greg, thirty-one, a marketing manager for a high-end toy manufacturer. Six-one, one-eighty, nice shape, even though I quit working at it a few years ago, and, sorry, ladies, six and a half, measured right after Lynn sucked me up real hard. I'm attractive enough that I had plenty of dates in high school and college, seven girls including Lynn, if you want to know how many. That's girls I had sex with, not just dated.
Lynn, well, she's twenty-eight, five-five, one-twenty, redhead, freckles, sparkly personality, manages post-op nursing at a local hospital, 34-B cup, nicely- and firmly-filled, perky, dark pink nipples, I shave her pussy for her (and me), oh, she shaves me, as well; says she loves to suck me when I'm smooth like that, um, she had five guys including me.
Erica is five months older than Lynn, a bit taller, rather more statuesque, carrying about twenty pounds more than she did when she was in high school, according to Lynn, C-cup, for sure, blond down past her shoulders, attractive face, nice legs if a bit meatier than I would like, all in all, very nice looking.
So, that's the three of us.
It was set that Lynn and I would pick her up at the airport and she would stay with us a few days, then go on to visit her parents and other family.
We got to the airport, parked and went to wait outside Customs in the International Terminal and, in a while, people began coming out who were on her flight.
Then, Lynn started waving at a woman who was waving back and I realized it was Erica; Erica minus about twenty or thirty pounds. She strode toward us looking quite beautiful, confident, sexy. Oh, I don't know what they did to her overseas but, my, it sure did help.
We all hugged and, I must say, I held her longer than I might have before and, unexpectedly, she ran her hand down my butt before our hug broke up.
We loaded her luggage, got in the car and started home as she began telling us about her time overseas.
"Oh, you wouldn't believe it, I've changed so much. It's been a great time for me, I just decided that my life was going to be different and, oh, is it ever."
"I can't believe how you look, Erica, you lost weight and oh, girl, you look so good walking out those doors. I envy that cleavage of yours." Lynn told her.
"Oh, I threw out all my old bras, now they're all low-cut, push-ups, I want 'em looked at. No more shy girl. Not any more."
"Yeah, I bet the docs all chase you around the OR," I added.
"That's not the half of it. I've got four lovers, two are doctors, one was a patient I had, well, poor guy, his wrists were both broken, I just had to give him some comfort, didn't I, so we still see each other and I still give him comfort. He gives it right back, too. Is he hung."
"Okay, two doctors and the former patient, there's a fourth?" Lynn asked.
"A nurse I work with, yeah."
"There are more male nurses all the time, good for you," Lynn said.
"Yeah, there are but this one is named, Marie."
I looked at Lynn who turned to her and said, "So you've got a girlfriend and three guyfriends?"
"Exactly. Actually, my girlfriend is also bi- and we've done the two doctors together, they love to watch us get each other off. I've brought some DVDs of our foursomes since you'll never know any of them, anyway."
I have to admit, the prospect of watching this lovely creature romping naked with three others was pumping blood down to my favorite body part.
We got home, got her settled into the guest bedroom and after a while she joined us in the family room for some wine and cheeses.
We had had several glasses when Lynn asked her about the DVD she'd brought.
She hopped up and brought it back a minute later and I put it in the player.
"Let's all get cozy for this," she said and she squeezed in between us on the sofa.
Well, the video started right up into Erica and another woman, also quite attractive, getting naked and getting into bed with each other.
"That's Marie, isn't she hot? Mmm, there you can see her pussy, oh, look at me eating her hot, wet pussy. God, this is getting me hot guys," she said. "Mind if I get out of some of these?" she asked and pulled off her top and pants and sat back down in just bra and panties. A half-bra, filled to overflowing with her creamy breasts and a small thong. Oh, my.
The video went on and soon a man was in the picture as he fucked one from behind, it was Erica, as she bent over her girlfriend eating her out.
As we watched, Erica's hands were on each of us, rubbing my bulging cock and her other hand rubbing between Lynn's thighs.
Erica looked at the doorway to the dining room, there was mistletoe that Lynn had hung there about a week ago.
"Mmm, stop it right here, look, there's mistletoe, I'm getting under it, who's game?" and she jumped up and went to stand under the mistletoe.
"Come on, come on, I don't bite, you know," and Lynn nodded to me so I got up and started toward Erica who said, "Oh, come on, let's get down to our underwear, we're all over eighteen," and I stopped, looked at my wife who stood up and began taking her outer clothes off.
