Merry Christmas Mil

MERRY CHRISTMAS MIL

CHAPTER 1

My wife and I went to her parent's home in Albuquerque for Christmas. I had met them before but didn't really know them real well, so I was a little nervous about spending a week with them. I first met them when they visited Andrea, my wife, in Albany when we were dating. Then they were at the wedding, and we visited them in New Mexico a couple of times, but stayed in a motel. They are very nice people but I have trouble getting to know anyone. It took me a year and and a half to work up the nerve to ask Andrea out.

Andrea is 32. And way out of my league. She stands about 5' 6", weighs around 110, has an hourglass figure, red hair, green eyes, is sexy as hell, and the smartest and kindest person I know. My name is Dallas. I am 33, 6' tall, weigh 195, have long dark hair, and low self esteem.

We met at work. I was smitten with her from the moment I met her, but was afraid of rejection. I flirted with her and she reacted positively but I was afraid to ask her out. It was only when co-workers started telling me that she wanted me to ask her out that I finally got the nerve to. That's how it started and we've been married 2 years now.

Bill and Alice, Andrea's folks, have a nice 3 bedroom rancher in Albuquerque. Alice showed us to our room and we took our bags in and settled in. Then we all sat down to have a drink. Bill is an investment banker and does very well financially. He is 55, a little overweight, and balding. He smokes cigars and drinks expensive scotch. Alice is 54, fit, has curly red hair like her daughter, a nice figure, and is a fitness instructor. Her and Andrea look very much alike.

Alice excused herself to go start dinner. Andrea went with her. I asked if there was anything I could do, but was told to just sit and get to know Bill. So we had another drink and continued to talk. We watched a little football but neither of our favorite teams was playing. Cowboys for him and Jets for me. I think we hit it off pretty well and became friends.

The girls called us in to eat and we all sat at the dinner and had a wonderful meal of pork chops, potatoes, peas, carrots, and biscuits. Andrea and Alice are both great cooks. I got to know Alice a little better over dinner and I think we became a little closer, also. We had coffee and dessert a little later in the den and talked some more. Then Andrea and I wanted to go to bed as it had been a long day of travelling.

CHAPTER 2

Bill and I played golf the next day. He was off from work all week. Andrea and Alice went shopping after Alice got back from her first aerobics class. She taught two classes a day. One at 10 AM and another at 2 PM. Bill whipped me pretty bad in golf. The girls arrived home about the same time we did. We helped get the packages in the house then we all chipped in to do our part of decorating for Christmas. Not real extravagant, but a little over the top in my book. But it looked really nice.

We had another nice meal together. Bill grilled steaks, Alice baked potatoes, and Andrea and I made salads and baked some rolls that Alice had prepared earlier. We ate in the sunroom. It was a little cool outside. We settled in the den again and had some eggnog and a while later a slice of coconut cake Alice had baked. I asked how she maintained her great figure with the food she ate. She said it was portion control and working out.

A couple of their friends had come over also to meet us and have a drink. It was a very nice evening. The party broke up about 10 and we all went to bed about 11.

CHAPTER 3

On our third day there, Dec the 22nd., Andrea and her dad went shopping together. They each wanted help picking out a gift for Alice. Bill was going to get jewelry and wanted Andrea's advice. Andrea had no idea what to get her mom and thought her dad could tell her what she wanted or needed. Alice went to teach her 10 AM class, leaving me all alone. I toured the house, drank coffee, and watched a Christmas movie.

Alice got home shortly after 11. Andrea called me, and Bill called Alice, telling us they were going into Santa Fe to shop. Andrea said the jewelry store had shown her dad a piece he wanted to get Alice but they didn't have it in stock in their shop in Albuquerque, but had it in Santa Fe. That meant they would be gone a few more hours. We both said that was fine.

Alice asked if there was anything I wanted to do. Or anywhere I wanted to go. That I could use her car if I wanted. I told her not really. That I was perfectly content just hanging out around the house. I asked if there was anything I could help her with. She said no, there was nothing she needed to do.

She went to her bathroom to shower and change out of her workout clothes. Which consisted of tight yoga pants and a tight tank top. Both of which showed off her nicely shaped body. She looked pretty damned good for a woman in her 50's. Not that I had noticed. Yeah, right. I watched her as she walked away. She was quite an attractive older lady. As I said, she and Andrea look a lot alike. Same red hair, same green eyes. Alice's boobs are a little bigger and her ass a little more shapely.

When she came back she had on a pair of jeans and a pink pullover sweater. We got a couple of glasses of iced tea and settled down to watch another Christmas movie. I asked about her next class. She said she didn't have any more classes until next week. She was done until after Christmas. We sat on the couch and turned on National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation, one of my favorites.

We paused the movie to get some lunch. We just made a sandwich and got some chips and resumed the movie while we ate at the kitchen table. She loves the movie also and we laughed and had a great time. We paused it again to wash our plates. The movie was over in another 15 minutes. She said she had to pee and would be back in a minute. To make myself comfortable on the couch. I did.

She came out about 10 minutes later. She had changed into a Santa outfit. Her Santa outfit was the sexy kind. Red, of course. Very short, about halfway up her thighs, with white fur around the bottom. Her legs were long and gorgeous. The top had straps over her shoulders, was low cut in the back, and showed quite a bit of cleavage. It also had white fur along the edges. She had on high black boots with white fur at the top. It had a black belt around her waist. She had a red Santa hat on, with white fur and a white, furry ball. Her long red hair hung loose around her shoulders. And she had a candy cane in her hand that she put in her mouth and twirled around and licked.

Wow! Damn, she looked sexy as hell. I know my mouth probably dropped open and my eyes popped wide open. I wouldn't be surprised if my tongue hung out. But I tried not to let her see my lust. I said as nonchalantly as possible, "You look nice. I like your outfit. Do you wear it every year?"

"No. Actually I just got it. This is the first time I've worn it. The movie got me in the holiday spirit, I guess. Do you like it? Does it look nice?" She posed with one hand behind her head and one hand on her hip. Then she turned around to give me an all around look.

"I love it. It looks fantastic. You look good in it." I wanted to say, 'Fuck, yeah. You're the sexiest Santa I ever saw.' But I controlled myself. But I have no doubt she could see the reaction she had on me.

She sat on the couch, not right beside me, but closer than before. I could now smell her perfume, and she smelled wonderful. "So," she said, "What should we do now?"

"I don't know. It's your house. Whatever you want to do is fine with me."

"Hmm. I know. Since I'm dressed as Santa, let's put the presents under the tree. Come help me carry them."

We went to her bedroom and she opened her closet. She handed me a couple of gifts to carry. I carried them out to the tree and she took them one at a time and bent over to lay them under the tree. I saw that she was wearing red panties with white trim under the very short skirt that rose up when she bent over. I knew now that she had dressed this way and was putting on this show to tease me. And I'm okay with that. I'm liking it.

She stood and turned. She smiled and wiggled her finger in a 'come along' gesture. "There's more." She led the way and I followed, watching her ass sway and ogling her gorgeous legs. She led me to the spare bedroom and got more gifts from the closet. I carried them out and watched as she placed them under the tree with the others, taking her time to make sure they were positioned just right, and that I got a good look.

"There. Done."

"You make one hell of a Santa. Not to mention a damn sexy one." By now I had lost the ability to not say what I was thinking.

"Well, thank you. Come. Let's sit on the couch." We sat down. She turned towards me, crooking her right knee onto the couch, exposing her red panties between her spread legs. I tried not to look but couldn't stop my eyes from glancing there every few seconds as we talked. "So," she said, "Tell me about yourself. Your job, your family, did you grow up in Albany?"

"Well, you know about my job. I do the same thing as Andrea. That's how we met. My mom and dad live in Albany, and yeah, that's where I grew up."

We made small talk for a little while. And the whole time Alice shifted around this way and that, and went to the tree to bend over and adjust an ornament or light, and touched my arm, or my face, or my hair. She knew damned well what she was doing to me and was enjoying it.

Finally she said, "There is one more gift. It's for you." She scooted over right next to me. I looked at her questioningly. She looked back at me. Then she leaned in and kissed me. I recoiled.

"Whoa. What are you doing? I'm married to your daughter."

"I know. Just giving you your Christmas gift. Well, actually, it's more of a gift for me than you. Andrea tells me you're hung like a horse." And she reached down and cupped my crotch in her hand. She started squeezing my already half hard cock as she said, "Me and Andi talk about everything and she says sex with you is the best she's ever had, and that you've got the biggest cock she ever saw."

I wanted to jump up and run. I wanted to throw her down and fuck her right on the living room floor. But I was paralyzed. Her hand squeezing my cock made it impossible to move. "So you see," she continued, "I want you to give me a gift. A big ole' hard cock. Bill does okay, but he's pretty small and doesn't last long. Most of the time I'm left unsatisfied. Mmm. That does feel like a nice one growing down there."

I had been told by most of the women I had dated that I had a big penis but I just always assumed they were saying that to be nice. But Andrea googled it and showed me that mine really was bigger than average by measuring it to be 7 inches.

She leaned in to kiss me again. "Alice, I can't do that. I can't cheat on Andrea. She's my life."

"I think your penis is saying something different." And it was. I was 3/4 erect now and getting uncomfortable in my jeans. When her lips met mine next time I didn't pull back. Her lips tasted like strawberries and were as soft as cotton candy. And I don't know what that perfume she was wearing is, but it must be an aphrodisiac.

My lips parted and her tongue wrestled with mine. I put a hand behind her head in her red hair and held her lips to mine. She was still massaging my cock through my jeans. I felt her hand unbuckling my belt and didn't stop her. When she undid the button at the waist of my jeans I didn't stop her. I felt some relief when she slid my zipper down, which gave my hard cock a little room. She grasped my cock covered now only by my boxers. She pulled her head back, smiled at me, and said, "My, that does feel like a nice one."

She resumed kissing me and I brought my hand up to her breasts. I felt the fur at the bodice of her Santa suit, and I also felt a nipple protruding against my palm. I gently squeezed and fondled her breasts for a minute, then worked my hand into the top of her suit to feel her bare breasts. As we continued kissing I slid the spaghetti straps of her suit off her shoulders. With the straps hanging loose on her upper arms it was easy to slide the top of her suit down over her breasts. I cupped a bare breast in my hand. When I did that she pulled back, and asked, "You like 'em?"

"Oh my God yes! They're fucking perfect." And they were. Big. I'd guess a 36C. I would have expected a 54 year old woman who had given birth would have saggy tits. But no. Alice's tits stood high and firm. I guess aerobics helps all areas of the body. But, then again, maybe she had implants. Either way they were spectacular. I felt them with my hands for a moment. Then I leaned over to kiss them.

Alice reached her hand into my boxers and pulled out my now completely hard dick. "Holy shit! That IS a big one. Andrea is a lucky girl." She wrapped her soft hand around it and gently stroked it. I sucked a nipple into my mouth and squeezed the other breast in my hand. From the feel of them I guessed that she, indeed, did have implants. Which is fine. They were fabulous.

Alice slid off the couch to her knees in front of me. She grasped the bottom of my shirt in her hands and lifted. I pulled it up and over my head. She pulled my jeans down, stopped to remove my shoes, then pulled my jeans off completely. She stroked my dick a couple of times then reached to take my shorts off. I raised up so she could remove them. When she had them off she looked at me, smiled, and said, "I'm going to enjoy this," then leaned forward and took my cock between her strawberry flavored lips. She wrapped her lips around it tightly and slowly bobbed her head up and down. The furry ball on the top of her hat was tickling my belly so I pulled it off and tossed it beside me on the couch, which let her curly red hair cascade around her head, hiding her from my view. I wanted to watch her sucking my cock so I gathered her hair in my hand and held it up. She tried to go all the way down on my cock but gagged. She removed her mouth and licked up and down my shaft. She took my balls in her hand and softly caressed them as she circled her tongue around the head of my dick. I was oozing a little precum and she licked it off the end.

I reached down to take her tits in my hands. She pushed her suit down a little farther, to her waist. I massaged, caressed, stroked, and squeezed her firm titties as she took my dick in her mouth again. When I started bucking my pelvis up towards her sucking mouth she knew I was ready to explode. She grasped the base of my cock in her hand and stroked up and down as she massaged my balls with her other hand, and sucked on my cock like it was a straw. I told her, "I'm going to cum!" I exploded into her mouth. She swallowed what she could and pulled back to take the rest on her face and tits.

She pulled back and smiled up at me with cum all over her. "Sorry I couldn't take it all," she said. "I've never had one I had to deepthroat before. I guess I can't do it."

"Nothing to be sorry about. That was amazing." I laughed. "You should see yourself. You're a mess. But you're beautiful."

She laughed, too. "Thank you. But I guess I am a mess."

"Get up here," I told her. When she stood up I sat up and pulled her Santa suit down over her hips and let it drop to her feet. I leaned forward and kissed her breasts and suckled at her nipples as I cupped her ass in my hands, feeling her silky panties. I kissed downwards to her flat belly and ran my tongue around her navel. I pulled back so I could see as I grasped the waistband of her red Santa Claus panties and started pushing them down. I looked up at her pretty face and she was smiling and nodding her head at me. I eased her panties down an inch or so and kissed the exposed flesh. I smelled that wonderful aroma of aroused pussy. I pushed them down to her mid thighs. I gazed at her pussy with a patch of red hair just above it. The carpet matches the drapes. She had trimmed it neatly. Her lips were bare but there was a patch of red hair just above her beautiful pussy. Nice!

I pushed her panties to the floor and took a foot in my hand, lifted her leg and pulled her foot out. Then did the same with the other foot. I grasped her hips and turned her so I could see the rear view. It was just as magnificent as the front. Her ass wasn't big, but it jutted out almost enough to be a bubble butt. Perfect. No sag there, either. I was surprised to see only tiny stretch marks from childbirth. Her body was almost flawless. I cupped her ass in my hands and leaned forward and planted kisses all over it. She leaned forward and I ran my tongue up the length of her buttcrack.

I patted the couch beside me, indicating for her to sit. But she said, "No. Let's take this to the bedroom." She took my hand and led me into her and Bill's bedroom. She had enough foresight to get another sheet and lay it folded on top of the bedspread. I pushed her back onto the bed. I stood beside the bed and took a foot my hand. I unzipped the zipper on the side of her boot and pulled it off. I kissed her foot and sucked on her toes for a few seconds. She giggled. I dropped that foot and repeated the process with the other foot. She was now completely naked. I almost wanted to just stand there gazing at her. She was that beautiful. But that was impossible.

After getting her second boot off I ran my hand up and down her calf as I kissed upwards on her leg. When I reached her knee I lowered that leg and did the same to the other one, after sucking her toes again. She begged, "Oh my God. Would you hurry up? Stop teasing. I need to cum."

"Just relax and enjoy. I'm getting there. I know you wanna cum, and you will. I promise. I enjoy foreplay. But if you want to rush, I will."

"No. I love what you're doing. I'm just so fucking horny."

"Okay." I continued kissing up her leg, up her inner thigh. I switched to the other one. I ran my tongue up the crease at the juncture of her thigh and her pelvis on both sides. Then across the top, in her patch of hair. She was squirming like mad, trying to get my tongue to make contact with her hot, wet pussy. Bucking her hips upwards, grabbing my head and pulling it into her crotch. At last I kissed directly on her lips. She cried out, "Yess! Right there. That feels so good." She held my face tightly against her crotch and raised her pelvis up off of the bed. She continued crying out and moaning and squirming as I ate her pussy. I kissed all over her vagina, which was leaking juices already. I licked those juices and ran my tongue into the crease between her swollen lips and tongue fucked her for a minute or so.

I reached up to fondle her tits with my hand, and found her's was there doing the same thing. I found her clit with my tongue and flicked it back and forth. She raised up on her elbows and squealed. "Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum. Yes! Yes! Keep doing that!" I stuck my forefinger into her oozing pussy and took her clit between my lips and sucked on it as hard as I could. She screamed. If there had been anybody else there they would have heard that. She started cumming and I locked my lips around her lips and tried to suck her juice into my mouth as she was cumming. What I got tasted like strawberries, just like her other lips had. She must have used a strawberry flavored douche. I couldn't get it all and the sheet under her got a big wet spot.

I laid on the bed beside her stroking her body as she came down from her orgasm. Breathlessly she said, "Holy fuck. That was intense." She rolled over on her side and ran her hand over my chest. "Thank you. I haven't cum that hard in years."

"Is that all you want?"

She raised up on an elbow, looked at me lustfully, and said, "Hell no. I need that big cock inside me. Can you go again?"