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.
