"Nearly finished." Are you going to paint it?" No!" exclaimed Polly in horror. "You wouldn't be able to see the grain."Becca looked suitably chastened..."Where do you get your wood from?" asked Steven."Mr Dowgill lets us have some of his offcuts."They managed to extract themselves eventually with a promise from Becca to come in on Boxing Day. Becca then had a busy evening cooking dinner and wrapping Christmas presents for the Damsels. Steven helped her with both which meant that Becca had to take. Around 8 my wife gets up and states, “Well I’m going to go up and get ready for bed, but don’t leave yet Darren ok?” I had no clue why she wanted him to hang around longer, but I knew we were all feeling pretty good with the alcohol in our systems. About 20 minutes later I heard my wife walking back down the stairs. I turned to look at her, and she came walking down in one of her sexy lingerie outfits. It was a baby blue colored chemise that was see-through except for the tits, and. ..ask? trust me, if there was some luck in asking, I would.''Oh...''So...why did you want me to come? was there a party?'She shrugged 'err...sort of.''Well, I'm only one person, out of hundred people, are you really gonna miss one person?'She didn't answer, she turned around.'Chantelle?''You are only invited.'I didn't know what to say.'It's ok, I will just...' she walked offI didn't know what to say, so I just let her walked off.'Damn.'I walked through my front door.'Hey, Sean' Mum said.'Oh,. “I found these. I don’t have the key!” “What?” I exclaimed. “You fucker! You tricked me!”He smirked, grinning like the Cheshire Cat. “Who gives a shit? I got what I wanted. I’ve beaten you twice in less than a day. And I’ll see you next month, where I’ll get to play more games with you again. Get out, slut, I need to sleep.”He opened the door, and I left, walking a little wobbly on unsteady legs. My head was still a little buzzy, and my body recovering, having been forced to climax,.