Finally, this is my very first effort at writing something so I’d very much appreciate any feedback, both positive and negative that readers can giv... me. I’m interested in constructive criticism on the story and the writing. And lastly, if you take the time to read it all through, thank you very much. Eventually I will share all the comments with Ashley. Here goes... I’m 38 years old and have been married to my wife Ashley for 13 years. I love her very much. I broke free from the kissing and straightened up on to my knees.Kim lay there unashamedly naked in front of her nephew and she started to raise her stocking clad legs up each side of me. It looked like some sort of big funnel funnelling me in to her part open fanny lips.I touched her stocking again and followed her suspender up to her tummy. Kim retched out and felt my cock bobbing up and down in her big bush and started to stroke it back and forth a few times.I watched her rub my cock up and. "Buddy's mouth dropped open. He was supposed to be back on Friday and there was only one gorgeous blonde working here. Buddy felt a wave of anger so intense that he almost pulled back his fist and hit the customer right in the face.Angrily, Buddy turned to push his way to the bar. He was going to find out about this right now! Brandy was behaving like a little whore and he wasn't going to stand for it!Suddenly Buddy stopped in his tracks and frowned. Wait a minute! Wasn't this what he had been. Then then the day came and we’d open presents (presents!) and have a big meal with relatives and then poof, it was all over. Kind of like air going out of a balloon. Where’d it all go? And then it was 365 shopping days until next Christmas. Sure, there was a lot of commercialism, but the whole thing was fun. I don’t doubt for a moment that I might’ve conflated a bunch of actual memories of Christmases past with wishes for what Christmases should have been and created a history that never was,.