Her Christmas Love: A Feel Good Christmas Romance Page 5
Mickey noticed the blurry bodies within the Grand Ballroom becoming more defined. Guests began to materialize and gather around the bed to observe Mickey with these two vixens.
The first temptress with the snake-like tongue brought the dildo closer to her mouth. Looking up at Mickey, she gave it a long, caressing lick with her tongue. The second woman curled her body against the first and started kissing her on the neck while seductress number one took the entire cock into her mouth.
With these eyes upon her, Mickey knew that she needed to remain in charge. She felt the pressure mounting as a growing sense of anticipation filled the room. Everyone wants a show, and they expect me to perform, Mickey thought to herself.
She looked down the woman who was sucking on her dildo and gently grabbed her hair. “Turn around and show me your pussy from behind.” The temptress did as she was told, and Mickey felt a powerful force surge through her.
The second woman who was snuggling against the first cried out “me too!” Mickey looked in her direction and motioned for her to turn around as well.
“Both of you face the wall and spread your ass cheeks for me. Don’t worry, you will both get a turn, but only if you follow my directions, understand?”
With only their backsides visible to Mickey, the two women nodded in tandem. The other guests kept watch, fixated on the scene. Mickey got closer and crouched with the dildo in her hand so that her cock was at pussy-level.
Mickey reached her hand towards the woman she was about to fuck. “Turn around and spit on my hand,” Mickey ordered. The Thandie-like temptress cackled and spat into the palm of Mickey’s hand, which she then used to lubricate the cock.
Slicking the red dildo with salvia, Mickey then plunged deep into the woman, grabbing her hips to bring her body closer. Mickey began to thrust, in and out, watching as the cock disappeared into her dusty-rose-colored vulva, only to reappear again. Each time Mickey entered the woman, she
moaned with delight; the volume of her cries becoming louder with each motion.
Now that Mickey had established a nice rhythm with her thrusts, she put her right hand on the ass of the second woman, while keeping her left hand on the hip of the person she was fucking. Her palm gripped the firm behind as she massaged the opening of the anus with her thumb.
The woman positioned beside the Thandie replica started to move her hips as Mickey played with her ass.
Twisting her neck, she begged, “Mickey, please fuck me too. I want you inside of me. Look, everyone is watching you. Fuck us both, please.”
While maintaining her momentum with the first woman, Mickey turned her attention to the second body and replied, “Bend down lower and arch your back so I can stick my fingers in your pussy.” Without missing a beat, Mickey continued to hump the temptress on the left with her cock while finger fucking the woman to her right at the same time.
Applause filled the Grand Ballroom amidst the melodic cacophony of bliss. Beads of sweat decorated Mickey's forehead as she continued to pump her hips and hands, moving to the music's beat coming through the speakers in the room.
Desire rose inside of Mickey. Her vagina felt warm and glowing, almost as if it was being lit up from the inside. She could feel her juices gathering, moistening her underwear.
She wanted to cum so badly, to release this tension inside her body. But she felt blocked for some reason. She sensed that the guests in the room wanted more from her, desiring for her to pleasure all of them.
The vixen, who was getting fucked with the strap-on, moved her body forward, allowing the cock to slide out of her. Quickly, she turned around to face Mickey and gobbled up the dildo in her mouth. Before Mickey could realize what was happening, the woman started sucking furiously
on Mickey, keeping a firm grip. She then moved her hands so that she could find the zipper on Mickey's pants.
Mickey heard a collective gasp from the crowd in the room. She looked down to see the Thandie-looking woman play with her fly, tugging at the zipper. Alarmed, Mickey cried out, “No!” Mickey backed away, her fingers slipping from the wet cunt of the woman on the left. “No, let me do it. I want to do it myself.” Mickey felt as though her voice was barely a whisper, and her jaw felt tight from trying to mouth the words.
Mickey scanned the Grand Ballroom and found that all eyes were upon her. She could barely muster a sound as the walls closed in on her. The room started to spin, and Mickey became dizzy. “Please help me. I am suffocating!”
She tried to leave the Ballroom as the bodies moved towards her. “Please, I need to leave!”
MICKEY AWOKE WITH A START, tangled under the sheets. She noticed one of her pillows was tucked between her legs.
She fought the blankets, throwing them off her head and breathing in her bedroom's cool air. Shit, what a dream!
As Mickey brought her awareness back to reality, she felt a gnawing desire inside of her, a residual sensation leftover from her dream. She rubbed her crotch against the pillow that was nestled between her legs. But that wasn’t enough to satisfy her urges; she craved penetration. Fuck, I am so horny. I need to cum right now.
Mickey rolled on to her back and spread her legs wide open. She found her warm hole with two fingers and stuck the digits inside of her, reaching for her g-spot. Faster and harder, she fucked herself, pausing to add a third finger. As her hips rose to meet her hand, a tightness in her muscles
grew until the wave broke, releasing an orgasm throughout her body.
Gasping with relief, Mickey then wilted, her lower half relaxing onto the surface of the bed. She sighed and stretched, enjoying the ripples of pleasure cascading over her body. Mickey looked over at the clock by her bed, which read 1:03 am. Groaning, she laid back and grabbed the pillow she had tossed to the side.
Snuggling against it, she thought to herself. I need to get back to sleep, but when I wake up, there will only be five more days until I get to meet KatrinaBae14.
8
“Mommy, how many days until Christmas?”
Jackson asked while tugging at Katrina’s dress. She was sitting in front of her vanity, preparing for her date with Mickey.
“Only 25 more days, my love. You must be getting excited, huh?” Turning away from her reflection, she looked down and tousled Jackson’s hair.
“Um, yup! In school, we learned about Santa’s reindeer.
Do we have reindeer coming to our house, Mom?” Jackson wondered while absentmindedly picking his nose.
“Okay, honey, please stop that.” Katrina gently moved her son’s hand away from his face. “Remember what I told you about picking your nose? It’s not nice, and big boys who are six don’t do that. You want to be a big boy, right?
You aren’t a baby anymore, Jackson,” she reminded him.
“I know, Mom, I am six.” Jackson lifted his hand to show Katrina a full palm of fingers plus one finger on the other hand.
“Yes, you are! You are so smart, my angel. Remember, if you are good, the reindeer will come,” Katrina replied, in her mothering sing-song voice. Tonight, nothing could put Katrina in a bad mood, and she was determined to remain patient and calm, even amid Jackson’s silliness.
“Hey, Jackson! Why don’t you come and play with me while your mom gets ready?” Kristin called from Katrina’s bedroom doorframe.
Pouting a little, Jackson threw his arms around Katrina’s waist before running towards his babysitter.
“Thanks again for offering to watch him, Kristin,”
Katrina said gratefully, calling from her seat.
Kristin replied, “Oh, it’s always my pleasure. He is such a cute little button, and I am thankful to have some extra money towards holiday gifts.”
“I’m sure. Tell me all about it! Between the clinic and Minx, I have a killer week ahead of me, but it’s extra money for Christmas, so I am not complaining,” Katrina said while applying wing-tipped eyeliner.
“It looks like you’re going somewhere fancy! Are you excited?” Kristin asked.
Katrina then realized that Kristin, who was straight, didn’t know what Ruby was. “Sorry, it’s a dating app for lesbian bi and queer women.”
Kristin laughed, “Oh! My apologies, I didn’t realize.
Cool, sounds fun!” Kristin then paused before adding,
“Sorry for being too personal, but are you…gay?”
Katrina put her eyeliner down and turned around so that she could fully face Kristin. “Yes, I am. I mean, I’ve dated guys in the past, but yeah, I love women, both emotionally and sexually.” Katrina then narrowed her eyes. “Is that an issue?”
Kristen laughed, her face blushing red. “No, not at all! I-I guess I just didn’t think about it. And I mean, with Jackson and everything, I guess I just thought…” Kristin’s voice trailed off, brushing her comments aside. “Anyways, it
doesn’t matter. That’s wonderful, and I hope you have a lovely time on your date!”
Seriously? Have you never heard of a gay woman with kids? Katrina thought to herself, feeling slightly annoyed.
But she knew better than to raise the issue. With her two jobs and a possible dating life, she needed to keep Kristin around as Jackson’s sitter. As long as Kristin was cool and not homophobic in any way, she could handle a tiny amount of ignorance.
“Thanks so much, Kristin. Yup, I am definitely excited about it. I hope it goes well!” Katrina responded warmly.
However, a seed of doubt started to form in her gut. Gee, I hope MickLix isn’t weirded out that I have a child. She knew that I did from our conversations, but maybe she thinks I am just exploring my sexuality?
Katrina shook her head to clear her negative thoughts.
No, there is no way that another queer woman would think that’s weird. We all have our own life experiences and individual journey that led us to who we are. I am no less valid as a gay woman just because I slept with men years ago. What’s the big deal? I am confident in my body and in my desires and that is what counts.
Determined to hold herself with grace, Katrina stood from her vanity and gave herself the once-over before deciding she was satisfied with her look. Okay, I feel ready for this! Gosh, it’s been years since I’ve gone out on a real date, at least before Jackson was born. Things couldn’t have changed too much, right?
“Hey, I’m leaving now. Jackson, come say goodbye to Mommy!” Katrina called out as she headed towards the door. Jackson came running and gave his mother one last squeeze while Kristin stood back and smiled. “Bye, Katrina, have fun. See you later tonight!”
Throwing a light coat over her dress, Katrina grabbed her car keys out of her purse. She felt nervous but excited.
Taking her position in the driver’s seat, she revved the engine.
Alright, here goes nothing!
KATRINA TURNED LEFT at the corner; Kamal’s was situated at the tip of Highland Avenue and Santa Monica Boulevard.
Rolling into the expansive parking lot, she noticed that the restaurant was packed. That’s a good sign; it seems like a popular place, even on a Monday night!
Katrina parked her car and took a few minutes to check her reflection in her rearview mirror. She started to become nervous, so she took a few deep breaths before getting out of the vehicle. Part of her was worried that perhaps, MickLix wouldn’t show up at all, but when she received a text confirming the date, Katrina’s mind was put at ease. No, MickLix doesn’t seem like the kind of woman who would stand someone up. Don’t worry, Katrina. She will be there.
Taking one last exhale, Katrina got out of the car and carefully set her heeled feet on the pavement. Most of the time, Katrina would never wear high heels unless she was working at Minx, but tonight was a special occasion, and she wanted to pull out all of the high femme stops.
As she approached the front entrance, she noticed that the restaurant seemed a bit casual compared to her outfit choice. Kamal’s appeared to be a lovely and large establishment, but from what Katrina could see from the outside, it was brightly lit and full of families. Along the edges, Katrina noticed gaudy, silver garland decorating the window sills in preparation for the holidays. Hmmm, is this a buffet restaurant?
Even though Katrina was starting to feel skeptical of the location, she decided to put aside her critical thoughts so
that she could enjoy the night. Since they had agreed to meet outside the front entrance, Katrina waited patiently for MickLix, positioning herself by the ornate door.
9
Mickey straightened her tie and smoothed back her hair. She decided to tie up her long dreadlocks into a half ponytail. She admired her appearance in the mirror, feeling pleased with how the crisp, white dress shirt accentuated her smooth, coffee-colored skin. Mickey was nervous but excited. Dressing up had helped ease her nerves, and she was feeling confident in her outfit choice.
Knowing that the weather was becoming chilly outside, she reached for a royal blue sport jacket, one of her favorite clothing pieces. Boy, it sure feels nice to be out of my Lix uniform, Mickey thought, referring to the standard black golf shirt. Before leaving the house, she splashed on a bit of cologne, inhaling a waft of its spicy, musky scent.
Mickey checked the time; it was 7:42 pm. Okay, great; I am right on schedule. At this time of the night, the traffic shouldn’t be that bad. Feeling ready for the evening, Mickey hopped in her car and proceeded towards Kamal’s.
Once she arrived, she steered her car into the parking lot. She was hoping to catch a glimpse of the front entrance so that she could see KatrinaBae14, but the lot was too full and she needed to park further away.
Mickey turned off the engine and collected her thoughts.
Her pulse was racing with anticipation, and her palms were moist. Damn, why do I need to get all sweaty when I’m full of nerves? Sucking in her teeth, Mickey wiped her hands on her black dress pants and gave her half-pony tie a final tug.
She exited the car and made her way to the front of the restaurant. Oh wow, I like how they’ve started putting up Christmas decorations! Mickey was a big fan of Kamal’s; she had been going there for years. And while she had gone there with friends, this would be the first time she would be taking a date. In fact, after she had mentioned the location online to KatrinaBae14, she wondered if she had spoken too soon.
Kamal’s was known for its culinary delights, particularly Punjab fare, but the atmosphere wasn’t exactly romantic.
Mickey was suddenly worried that it might not be fancy enough to impress a high femme like KatrinaBae14, but it was too late now. She decided to let go of trivial concerns and enjoy herself. Besides, Mickey, you don’t even know if you are going to like her yet. If nothing else, you may as well enjoy a good meal.
As Mickey approached the entrance, she noticed a curvy yet petite woman in high heels and her long dark hair in a high bun hairstyle, standing at the front. Oh my god, I think that’s her! Wow, she looks fancy. I hope she is okay to eat here!
Mickey kept her eye on the woman as she walked towards her. The high-heeled woman smiled widely and gave a little wave. Mickey grinned and waved back. Okay, Mickey. No turning back now. This is it!
“Hi! Are you KatrinaBae14?” Mickey asked, grinning from ear to ear.
“Hi, yes! Actually, it’s just Katrina. I mean, you can call me Katrina.” She tittered nervously and stuck out her hand.
“It’s so nice to meet you, MickLix!”
Now it was Mickey’s turn to laugh. “Yup, that’s me! But you can call me Mickey.”
She took Katrina’s hand, noticing its soft warmth.
Shaking it firmly, she said, “Well, it’s nice that we can call each other by our real names now.”
Katrina beamed. “Very true! I like your name. Is that your full name or is it short for anything?”
Mickey replied, “It’s actually short for Martisha, but
no one ever calls me that.” Pausing, she then added, “Thanks for asking me, though. I don’t get that question very often.”
Katrina nodded and smiled, looking slightly shy. Gosh, she is so cute, Mickey thought, as she noticed a dimple form on Katrina’s left cheek. Mickey looked curiosly at Katrina’s smooth brown skin, but it was hard to decipher her ethnicity. Katrina’s hair was long dark and shiny, piled on top of her head. So far, I like what I see, at least in the looks department. I am curious to see what she is like as a person.
“Shall we?” Mickey opened the door, allowing Katrina to pass through first. They both stood at the hostess stand and waited to be seated. A woman quickly appeared and greeted them with a friendly smile. “Table for two?”
Mickey and Katrina nodded simultaneously and followed the host to their booth. As they settled in their seats, Katrina leaned in to say, “Yay, I am glad we got a booth. I love being able to stretch out.”
Mickey bobbed her head and smiled in agreement.
“Yeah, me too. I’m kind of surprised that they gave us this big booth when the restaurant is so packed, but hey, I’m not complaining.”
Katrina then asked, “So, is this a buffet-style restaurant or do we order from the menu?”
Mickey replied, “You have an option of both. The more specialized dishes come off the menu, but if you wanted to try the buffet, you could do that too. It offers more common Indian dishes.”
Katrina thought for a moment. “Well, if you don’t mind, I think I’d rather just sit across the table from you and order.
It gives us more time to chat and get to know one another, don’t you think?” Katrina then took her napkin and placed in on her lap. “Also, I think I might want to try something special, as long as it isn’t too spicy. I’m feeling adventurous tonight!” She gave Mickey a flirtatious wink.
Mickey smiled widely, feeling herself blush slightly. Ugh, why do I feel so nervous all of a sudden? I mean, she is definitely attractive, but she seems really sweet and down to earth. Mickey, get a hold of yourself and be cool! “Okay, cool. Yeah, I like the sound of that. Let’s order from the menu, then.”