It’s been a long time Santa since I’ve been held in two strong arms and loved tenderly. And from the looks of things tonight it may be a long time...until I am again. You see Santa my husband is a truck driver, and he isn’t home often with his job and all. I know he was trying to get home for Christmas, and with this storm it looks like he won’t make it. Santa please if you can grant my one wish. That my sweet husband stays safe this night, so he may come home to me and hold me tight in his two. Her body awoke as if from a dream once more. She could feel her tight little nub stiffen and quake with desire as her walls clenched and her nectar slipped through her swollen folds. Her eyes closed as her head fell back allowing her thick mane of red hair to slide down to her thighs once more. She couldn’t stand yet another round of torture, but His words kept coming back to her. He wanted her so near to the brink of release that she knew she was going to explode when He came home. She. His long absence was now a throbbing and open sore on the pulse of the entire nation. The common folk tended to hold their breath waiting for the signal that the oppression of the Sheriff of Nottingham and the evil usurper John might be coming to an end with the return of the rightful king from the horrors and sacrifices of the Crusades in a far-away land.They had waited and waited and now Rowena came full circle to the realization that the King was truly dead and patience was no longer. We got there and grabbed a drink and spent the next couple of hours drinking and eating with Vicky getting more and more flirtatious as they afternoon went on.It was late in the afternoon, when Cathy's husband walked past me and Vicky and suggested it was time we got a room. Vicky's eyes instantly locked on mine and I realised that this had been her plan all along. After ten years of flirting on and off Vicky had finally decided to take the initiative and make a move. Not wanting to pass the.