The taste in my mouth went from my own to hers as I heard her scream in the throes of passion; her hips convulsed and bucked as her orgasm overtook he... body.I felt the full weight of her body slump down upon my chest and she rolled onto her back on the bed beside me.“God, I needed that,” she sighed. “And thanks to you, I’m all cleaned up already.”She smiled and started to get off of the bed. “Oh shit! What time is it?! I need to hurry up and get back to work sweetie. I’m sorry.”As she began to. .. I forgot. This is kind of your first Christmas, isn't it?'Bobbie reflected. In a way, I guess it is."Okay, sounds like fun."Chapter 24It was cold, storm clouds had been gathering all day. Kim was gone, Sylviawas getting ready to leave. Apparently she and Roy hit it off atThanksgiving and they had continued talking. She absently wondered if Bethhad noticed.She's been busy with Steve. She thought.Kim was gone, again. She had been gone a lot. She looked at the miniatureChristmas tree that sat. "Please turn around, Mr. Britlin," I said as I turned the volume control to almost one-third.His puzzled expression changed to amazed pleasure as the blare of a trumpet fanfare from behind spun him around.In the four beats of silence that followed, I announced, "These are the Bose 901s."I knew this man better than he knew himself.Mr. Britlin was smiling. A big, 'got money burning a hole in my pocket' kind of smile. I might not know everything about being a girl yet, or what made a good lover,. “Dirty dancing won’t be permitted,” I reminded them of the rules.They seemed oblivious to my voice. I was annoyed with Ramone's obnoxious bulge in the front of his pants. The outline of his huge cock was becoming apparent, and my wife couldn’t seem to keep from brushing up against him.Ramone pulled my wife to him and breathed in her perfumed neck. Her breasts were nearly spilling out of her top. Her nipples were poking the thin material. I began to think Ramone wanted to ravish my wife right in.