Choice Tales from the Vale – (443) The Christmas Day Thaw

 

December 25th

 

In mid-December wealthy businessman Oliver Beaumont was in Scotland for the funeral of an old family friend, and the wake was held at the Glen Carrick Castle, which is where he was reunited with Pandora Molesworth, a very distant cousin.

After a pleasant dinner together accompanied by copious quantities of booze, and then the restaurant staff made it clear that they had worn out their welcome, so she said

“Let’s go to your room for a Nightcap”

In his room after a period of conversation she initiated a sexual encounter but as his hands explored her thigh beneath her hem, she suddenly broke off

“Stop! It’s no good” she said

“Hang on what’s wrong?” he asked

“The same thing that always bloody happens” she snarled “Nothing”

So, their newfound relationship had begun in very inauspicious circumstances when her attempted seduction ended with her confession of frigidity.

 

However, on the journey back to Downshire following an act of immodest opportunism, he repeatedly sullied her on the train in their first-class compartment, to such an extent that her legs couldn’t support her own weight.

 

Since returning to Downshire she had been a guest on the Beaumont Estate in Chapel Hill, which was Oliver’s luxurious home, which consisted of a 17th century farmhouse, which had been converted and added to over the years.

The barns and outbuildings had also been converted, there was a gym, a pool and garages and staff accommodation.

 

Once Pandora had regained her strength Oliver entered into a cycle of dealing with her frigidity by finding inventive ways of getting her wet, so she could be sullied to their mutual satisfaction.

As time went on it got easier to get her aroused in fact on Christmas Eve

It was Pandora who initiated events during dinner with the Treadgood’s when she extracted his cock from his trousers and tugged on him expertly, playing with his shaft, while conducting a conversation with Alicia Treadgood across the table, and then when Alicia and Sarah had left the room, she straddled his lap and impaled her cunny on his shaft, before going to church.

 

They returned from St Tristan's after midnight mass at 12.30 and went straight up to the room, where they got ready for bed, Pandora went into the bathroom first, and when she came out, holding her clothes in front of her naked breasts, she found Oliver inspecting the crotch of his trousers and he said 

“I definitely need to get my suit cleaned”

Pandora just giggled in response as she dropped her dirty clothes and crawled into bed.

When Oliver had gone in, she Facetimed her parents in Darwin, who had already started their Christmas Day, and had just finished opening their presents

“Happy Christmas” she said

 

Fifteen minutes later she ended the call

“Love you too, talk to you later, bye”

and put her tablet on the bedside table  

When Oliver emerged from the bathroom, clean shaven, and wearing boxers She was absentmindedly fingering her crack, when she realised, she was wet she took off her knickers and threw them at Oliver,

“You won’t be needing the boxers” she said lustily  

“I can’t tonight I’ve got a headache” he retorted

“Then take Paracetamol and get you draws off; I need a Christmas service” she said

“Whatever happened to Frigid Freda” he asked as he pulled his pants down

“She thawed” Pandora replied with a wicked grin

 

The day began a little bit earlier than they would have preferred following their early morning Christmas present exchange.

But the tradition in the Beaumont household since Oliver was born had always been present opening in your night clothes and then breakfast.

So, when they got up, Oliver went into the bathroom so Pandora could get out of bed without him seeing her naked because she was still a bit shy, apart from when they were making love.

So, while Oliver washed his face and cleaned his teeth Pandora put on some clean knickers, and her new Christmas PJs, then when Oliver emerged distinctly underdressed from the bathroom, she went in.

 

Ten minutes later they left the bedroom with dressing gowns on over their pj’s and slippers on their feet and headed down to the lounge.         

Pandora was very excited, because she had never had a boyfriend at Christmas before.

“I can’t wait to open my present” she said every few minutes and Oliver found her excitement very cute.

 

Downstairs they exchanged hugs and happy Christmases with Alicia and Sarah Treadgood and their partners, Harvey Willmott, and Heather Charlton.

Pandora was still very excited and kept picking up the presents, shaking them, squeezing them, and even listening to them.

After spending a very pleasant hour opening presents in good company, Alicia served up croissant, Danish pastries, and coffee.

After breakfast they headed back upstairs,

“Did you like your presents?” he asked  

“Oh yes they were lovely” she replied

“Well, there is one more upstairs,” said Oliver

“Is there?” she replied excitedly

“Yes”

“Oh goody” she squealed and ran upstairs

When he caught up to her, she was already in the room sitting on her haunches in the middle of the bed.

“Hurry, hurry” she squealed excitedly bouncing up and down on her knees.

“You’ll just have to wait” he said

“I can’t wait” Pandora said “I want it now”

“What you’ll get is a spank if you don’t behave”

“Ooh that sounds nice too” she giggled

“You used to be such an innocent” he said and shook his head

“That was before you repeatedly sullied me” Pandora retorted

“Are you complaining?

“God no not for a second” she said

“Good answer” Oliver responded “So here’s your present” 

“Thank you” she said, “What is it?”

“Open it and you’ll find out” he said, and she repeated the ritual from earlier, shaking it, squeezing it, and listening to it, before she ripped the paper to shreds revealing a box inside.

Discarding the paper, she quickly removed the lid of the box and threw that aside, then she lifted the tissue and gasped as she removed   

a red silk teddy.

“It’s gorgeous” she said and kissed him

“It will be even more gorgeous when you’re wearing it” he said, and she kissed him again

“I’m wearing it today” she announced and jumped off the bed and hugged him

“Have we got time for a bath?”

“Sadly no” he said 

“That’s a shame” she said and kissed him

 

The reason the joint bath was out of the question was because they needed to be showered, dressed and downstair for the arrival of the four additional guests who would be joining the party of six that attended breakfast, Oliver’s Great Uncle Franklyn, Auntie Faith and Uncle Peter, and Cousin Gregory, all of whom were known to Pandora.

 

Pandy went in the shower first while Oliver had an electric shave then when she came out, he went in to get himself showered

When he reappeared fresh from the shower and wrapped in towels, he stopped in his tracks when he saw Pandora standing there

wearing the red silk teddy, he’d bought her for Christmas with red stockings with the Christmas motif and suspenders she’d bought at Hanratty’s.

“Wow” he said “Happy Christmas to me”

He walked towards her to hug her, but she put her hands out to stop him.

“You mustn’t get me wet” she exclaimed

“I’ve never heard you say that before” he pointed out and she laughed

“That was different”

 

Alicia served up a sumptuous Christmas dinner, accompanied by a lot of wine so everyone had a wonderful afternoon, then at the end of the day when the guests were about leave they posed for a group photo, Gregory was a photographer by profession so he up his beast of a camera on a tripod then arranged the guests, the three oldies seated on the sofa, Alicia and Sarah Treadgood sitting on the arms, with their partners, Harvey and Heather stood beside them and standing behind the sofa were Gregory at one end, Pandora at the other and Oliver in the middle. 

While Gregory was setting the timer Oliver’s hand slipped under her skirts and proceeded up her thigh, passed her stocking tops, up to her naked flesh, Pandora knew exactly what he had in mind, so she adjusted her stance, so he had easy access to her gusset where, one at a time, slowly and deliberately, he un-popped the poppers, and to his delight and hers, his fingertips parted her lips and slipped into her moistness and Pandora gasped, but only Alicia noticed and she smiled to herself.

Oliver was creaming her pussy as Gregory stood beside him and said

“On the count of three we all have to say Merry Christmas, one,” Oliver probing,

“Two”

still probing

“Three”, his finger reaches her clit

“Merry Christmas” they chorused as she closes her legs tight

Gregory returned to the camera and viewed the image and exclaimed

“Oh no Pandora closed her eyes can we take one more?”

For the second picture Pandora kept her eyes open and her legs shut, but was wearing a big smile, because she knew as soon as the guests left, she would be opening herself up in earnest.