As I lay there....deep under the duvet.... naked and warm....being slowly covered all over in kisses by warm soft lips... his whispered..
"lets go to the christmas market in Birmingham!"
"what?" I said....
as it wasnt exactly the most romantic thing he could have come out with at such an intimate moment!
And I pulled a face...because as anyone who knows me will tell you ....I am not a great shopper...christmas time or ....well.....anytime....
He whispered....as his hands started to slide up the inside of my thigh....
"you know you want to!"
And he and I both had different images pop into our heads at this point....
mine..... entwining myself with his naked body....hardness probbing deeply into moist darkness...
his.... a christmas market..lol
so....who won?
Well... I pressed large naked breasts against him.... slid my tongue down from his chest to the hardness pressing against me....
and for a few hours.... snuggled down deep under a duvet.... we pleasured each other over and over....
Then he jumped out of the bed....almost dragging me with him... stating I would make us miss the train if I didnt behave!
Did I behave? NO Of course not...
Once we were both in the shower...with the steaming hot water running down his naked torso... my hands gliding over his soapy skin was more than he could bare.... and so with the room filling with steam he pushed me up against the tiles.. and entered me.... lifting me clean off my feet.... at which point I wrapped my legs around him so he could push inside deeper.
Did we miss the train? oh yes....lol...
We had to sit in a small cosy booth in Weatherspoons drinking hot chocolate with cream on top until the next one came....
And then....there I was.... emerging into Broad Street....filled with sparkly lights and christmas trees....
and suddenly .... we were like small children.... giggling....holding hands....kissing.... having to touch.... my constantly searching for him if he moved far... smiling.... a knowing smile from me....
We languidly trailed round every stall... tried on animals hats to see who looked the strangest... lol...
And he took pics of me on his camera that somehow worked its way into his pocket before we left his house....
I didnt even notice the cold.... didnt even care that the drizzling rain was making my hair all fluffy when I peeped out from under our umbrella...
He took me into jewellery stores ....where I could buy a house with the amount of money some of those sparklies cost....
It was... a magical market.... a magical time... two grown adults having as much fun as the small children we smiled at as we passed...
And all day.... and as evening approached..... as the day vanished and the lights lit up like a thousand tiny stars in the sky....
My lustful thoughts were increasing.... on the train journey home... in the carriage I pressed myself up close to him...
And when we reached home.... we were damp.... tired.... full of mulled wine and hot spicy garlic bread....
I knew that once showered...
I would have him..... naked in the bed....
I would trail soft fingers over his damp skin.....
I would trail a moist tongue all over his body....
I would press my nakedness against his...
And as the lights on the house outside twinkled and flashed on and off...
I would have him inside me.... deeply..... urgently....
All night long.....
