Synopsis:
Christmas gifts are hard to buy when one has
everything in the world anyway. So what is the
perfect gift? Read on to find out.
I Only Want You For Christmas
By Wizzy & Shadylady
Wealth has a
great place in life but what does one get
someone who has everything?
Leslie Shorthorn thought as she walked through
Neiman Marcus in
Paramus, New Jersey.
Christmas lights
twinkled brightly all around the store as Leslie
walked along looking left to right to see if any
ideas came to mind. She stopped at the jewelry
counter and glazed at the necklaces and earrings
but realized it would be a waste of money to buy
any for Robin. She only wore the thin gold band
they had exchanged four summers ago.
Robin Beeffrank
was a self made millionaire and anything she
wanted, she bought. It made it nearly
impossible to be able to surprise her with a
gift. Still Christmas was a time for giving, a
time to express special pleasure over all that
had been done the past year. It was a time to
exchange tokens to show the love that abounded
between them. Yet, it was a time of hell when
it came to trying to buy a gift for Robin.
Leslie strolled
along with one hand running over the gift boxes
in the center aisles as her mind worked
feverishly to come up with a unique gift.
Nothing at all came to mind.
Finally after
wandering around for nearly two hours, hopeless,
foot tired and discouraged, Leslie walked out
into the center court of the Mall. She blinked
as hordes of shoppers brushed rudely by,
knocking her back against the wall. She opened
her mouth to say something when her eyes were
caught by the scene across the way.
Victoria’s Secret
was in the process of changing out their
mannequin’s attire. The mannequin was jaybird
naked except for a single red ribbon draped over
one shoulder and threaded back up between her
legs. An idea began to form in Leslie’s mind.
She turned, rushed back into Neiman Marcus and
headed directly toward the wrapping paper and
paraphernalia.
**********
With her packages tucked up under her arm Leslie
headed home to begin her plans for Christmas.
She recalled the last words Robin had stated
when Leslie asked what she wanted for
Christmas.
“Only you honey, only you with a red ribbon tied
around you.” and with that Robin headed out the
door to work, leaving Leslie to struggle with
finding just the right gift.
As she entered the house, Leslie slammed the
door behind her breathing a sigh of relief that
she had made it home without hurting someone at
the Mall. She set her packages down in the hall
and went to put a bottle of wine in the fridge
to chill for later, setting the strawberries
along side the wine. She knew her plan was
taking shape and would prove to be what she
hoped would be the best Christmas they had ever
had. Sending the hired help home for the weekend
Leslie headed upstairs to decorate the bedroom
with the rose petals and candles she had
purchased as well.
She took a long bath, wrapped a towel around
body and began to set up the candles. She
sprinkled the rose petals all over the bed,
across the floor, out into the hallway, and down
the stairs. It was like leaving a trail of
popcorn for Robin to find her way home. The word
home hit her and she realized when she met Robin
she had finally come home, home to loving arms,
unconditional love.
Leslie pulled her
thoughts back to getting ready. Glancing at the
clock she noticed she had less than an hour
before Robin would come roaring into the drive,
banging open the front door and yelling out her
name. She wanted to be ready.
After finishing
with the rose petals, Leslie rushed back up to
their room, throwing her towel into the bathroom
as she passed the door. Moving toward her
dresser, she removed a pair of sheer thigh high
hose, walked to the closet and took out the red
heels she had bought that afternoon. Quickly
she smoothed on the hose and slipped into the
heels. Looking backward into the full length
mirror, Leslie manipulated the hose until the
seam ran in a straight line down the backs of
her legs.
Next she walked
to her dressing table where she applied a subtle
touch of perfume to her neck, ears and beneath
her breasts. She started to apply some to her
mound but then decided to leave it au natural.
Leaning forward
and looking into the mirror she applied a thin
layer of glossy red lipstick before brushing her
hair until it was a shiny brown halo around her
expressive blue eyes. She smiled at her naked
image and blew herself a kiss as she glanced at
the thick red ribbon lying loosely on the bed.
Liking what she
saw, Leslie turned from the mirror and crossed
to the bed. Picking up the wide red ribbon she
brushed the silky texture against her cheek
before starting the process of wrapping it
around her body.
She folded the
ribbon in half and then brought the two ends
around her back and across her chest, then back
around her back again before passing the two
ends up between her legs. Once more she split
the ends passing one over each shoulder, around
her neck and then back around her throat to end
with a huge bow right in front under her chin.
She looked like a
human package wrapped up just waiting to be
opened. Moving carefully, Leslie walked over to
the bed, lay down against the silken sheets, and
among the rose petals as she waited for Robin to
come home.
After several
long minutes she glanced at the clock and
noticed that Robin was not home at her usual
time.
It must be due to
the Christmas traffic, she thought as she lay
drowsily upon the bed. She could hear Alan
Jackson signing I Only Want You For Christmas
softly in the background as slowly she drifted
to sleep while waiting on Robin.
******
Robin wandered through the jewelry store at
Tiffany’s looking for that perfect gift for the
woman who had tamed her restless soul. She
looked at gaudy diamond encrusted necklaces and
earrings, too huge broaches and tiny diamond
pennants. She drifted back and forth between the
cases. Lost in thought she completely forgot
about the time. After searching each case twice
she stopped in front of the ring case and
spotted a blue star-cut sapphire with two
diamonds on each side. It matched Leslie’s blue
eyes.
Four years were how many years they had been
together. Robin motioned to the clerk to let her
see it. She held it up in the light as watched
the sapphire glimmer in the sparkling light.
Slapping her credit card on the counter she told
the clerk to wrap it up in a box and she would
be on her way home…home to the only woman she
had ever loved completely in mind, body, and
soul. She loved the thought she would be home in
the arms of the one who had showed her not
everyone in this world was only after riches and
fame.
Robin pulled her Lamborghini into the garage and
sat fingering the tiny gold wrapped box. She
always got scared when it came to buying Leslie
fancy gifts. Leslie was a simple kind of woman
who enjoyed the littlest things in life and was
not often impressed by expensive gifts. Robin
was reminded of the wedding bands they had
finally settled on. Robin had wanted to buy her
one filled with diamonds and rubies but Leslie
had put up such an argument and had threatened
to not marry her if she bought such an
extravagant ring.
Robin tucked the tiny box into her pant pocket
and climbed out of the car. As she walked up the
side walk to the main entrance to the house she
began to sweat and worry if the gift she bought
was going to be acceptable or not in Leslie’s
eyes. What do you get a woman who asks for
nothing yet gives her love so freely? Robin
opened the door and walked in to the foyer.
Setting her keys on the hutch next to the door
she softly called out Leslie’s name. It was then
she noticed the rose petals across the hallway
leading up the stairs. Robin smiled to herself
and began the climb the stairs to their room.
Robin could hear the Christmas music playing
softly as she opened the door and saw the candle
light glowing softly throughout the room. At
first she didn’t see Leslie but heard her soft
snores which made her smile softly. Walking
closer to the bed her eyes glazed as she looked
down and saw the nearly nude figure of her lover
lying on her edge of the bed wrapped in nothing
more than a pair of red heels, black hose and
bright red ribbon.
Robin dropped her jacket onto the floor, kicked
off her shoes, and stripped down to her t-shirt
as she moved quietly toward the bed. She smiled
as she looked upon her sleeping angel. Hers…no
one else’s. All mine.
She dropped to her knees beside the bed before
softly running her fingers through the whispery
soft curls that drifted in an unruly halo over
Leslie’s face. Leaning closer, Robin’s lips
brushed against Leslie’s cheek before moving and
covering her softly pursed mouth in a deeper
kiss.
Leslie sighed as she felt the cool touch of her
partner’s mouth against her own. Her sleepy
eyes opened and a smile graced her lips as she
whispered, “Merry Christmas, Darling.”
Robin rose and sat on the edge of the bed. She
pulled Leslie up into her arms, wrapping her
tightly against her throbbing chest as she
finally deepened the kiss the way she wanted to
when she first saw Leslie lying on the bed.
Their tongues dueled as each woman tried to
reach deeper than the other. Robin ran her
hands over Leslie back and felt the slick ribbon
beneath her sensitive palms.
“Why the ribbon, darling?” Robin asked between
nips.
“What else can I give the woman I love who has
everything already but a night of me loving her
with all my heart? I am your gift, my dear.
Untie my bow to open all the treasures I hold in
store for you.” Leslie said seductively as she
pulled back and lay once more flat upon the
bed.
Robin’s eyes flashed with excite as she
anticipated exactly what the night would
entail. It was a dream come true, having Leslie
any way she wanted and as much as she wanted.
********
Slowly Robin began placing soft kisses where the
ribbon had touched Leslie’s skin, lightly
kissing her throat as she untied the bombazine
ribbon. Robin flexed and un-flexed her muscles
trying to control the urge to tell Robin to just
rip the ribbon to shreds.
As Robin lifted the ribbon from Leslie’s
shoulders, she placed gentle kisses on each one
before softly nipping them. Robin could hear
Leslie moan. Robin’s body reacted with goose
bumps as she unwound the ribbon one more time to
reveal Leslie’s hardened nipples. Taking the
first one she could see into her mouth, Robin
began to tenderly suckle it. Her hand found its
way to the right breast as the red band of silk
fell away giving her better access to softly
roll the nipple between her fingers.
Leslie fought for self control. She held back
flipping Robin over to stop the slow teasing
torture she was being put through. Robin placed
a trail of kisses along Leslie’s stomach as she
undid the red silken fabric. One by one she
lifted Leslie’s legs to unwind the ribbon to
show her neatly trimmed mound, as she let her
hands run gently up and down the insides of
Leslie’s thighs. Robin could feel the heat
between their bodies, sweat mingled with sweat.
With each stroke she came closer and closer to
Leslie’s desirable need.
Robin knew she would never grow tired of making
love to the one woman who could bring her to her
knees with just a few touches. The desire to
please her was what she lived for. It sustained
her. It was the only reason she took a breath
of air. With each touch Robin knew Leslie would
not take much more of her teasing. Slowly
crawling back up Leslie's body Robin laid her
full weight on top of her and captured her lips
with her own. She began to press tightly
against her. As she did so, Leslie wrapped her
legs around Robin’s waist.
“Please... my love, take me and make me yours
once more.” Leslie begged with fiery passion.
“I will, my love, but first let me give you my
gift.”
Robin pulled back, reached into her pant pocket,
and drew out the ring case. She watched Leslie
draw in a sharp breath of anticipation as the
case was opened and she drew out the sapphire.
The candles caught the blue stone, reflecting it
outwardly making a brilliant cast with the
diamonds sparkling on either side.
Tears slowly trickled from Leslie’s eyes as
Robin reached out and drew her left hand into
hers. Robin slid the ring onto Leslie’s left
ring finger before leaning forward and kissing
her in a passionate, heartfelt kiss.
Leslie threw her arms around Robin and returned
the kiss deeply as she felt the weight of the
ring resting just in front of her wedding band.
“God I love you…love you….love you.” Leslie
said in-between the kisses she spread over
Robin’s face.
“Good because I love you too.” Robin returned
as once more she pushed Leslie gently back onto
the bed.
“Now let me finish unwrapping my present so that
I get to enjoy my gift too.”
Robin took her time between showering a hot
trail of kisses along Leslie’s inner thighs as
she slowly peeled the black hose from her legs.
Finally, Leslie was entirely nude and Robin drew
back to memorize the beauty that lay waiting in
front of her.
“It is time for me to have my gift now.” Robin
said as she stripped off her clothes and joined
Leslie in bed.
The night passed in a haze of passionate loving,
each taking and giving to the other until
finally just as the Christmas sun began to shine
into the window, their eyes closed as they lay
snuggled tightly within one another’s arms. The
red ribbon trailed along the top of the covers
and onto the floor, looking as if it once more
wrapped them together in love.
The End
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