The Present
written by:
jwdoney

This is a simple, happy and sexy Christmas story that is completely fictional and unrelated to anyone I know or wish I knew. This is my gift to all my loyal readers, the casual fans, and to anyone who enjoys a good story.

Happy Holidays, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

Any people, places, names, products or events mentioned are done so without permission or endorsement.

It started simple enough. I was cashing her payroll check, she was pretty and friendly, so I flirted. The first time she blushed and glanced away, but she smiled and stole glances at me. I was captivated by her, but nervous because my recent history had me overthinking everything. Her name was Andrea and she was 38 and beautiful. Not gorgeous supermodel aerobics instructor perfect. She was just elegant, pretty and seemed nice. She had a great job as retail manager for a competitor. She had a 18 year old daughter who went away to college. She had an ex husband who didn't pay his bills or face responsibility. Her car was used and she lived with her mom who taught History at the high school across the street. I was single, divorced, have two children of my own who are finishing high school and live with their mom, my ex. My truck barely ran, I have a tiny apartment, and I eat a lot of ramen and peanut butter sandwiches.

Still, Andrea was the first person to captivate me in the three years of being single and working myself to death. I go home and call my children, occasionally go bowling or to a movie, and mostly watch my digital movie library or play Xbox One. Really what I do is wish I had a girlfriend I could talk to and do things with. It went on for weeks, Andrea and I flirting but nothing coming of it. She was interested and occasionally made an advance. I was definitely into her and would try to initiate things, but time, fate and life had other plans. In November I finally asked her on a date but she cancelled three times because of work and life. We reached the point where we would text and talk, and Andrea came in three or four days a week just to see me. I would go by her store and do the same. We even had lunch a couple of times. In the second week of December I got the courage to ask her out but her reaction shocked me when she stared at me for a long minute then said "I can't". She turned and walked away and we didn't talk for several days. When she came in to cash her check a few days later, Andrea was cold, distant, and something told me that door was closed now.

Being a guy, I took the low road and ignored her, avoided her, didn't answer when she finally called, and didn't return her texts. I saw her less and less until three days ago she came into the store dressed really nicely and said "Just talk to me". Andrea is 5' 10" with long brown hair that she seems to wear differently every time I see her. Her blue knee length skirt fit her well and the pale blue blouse she had on hugged her figure nicely. I was feeling hurt and bitter and asked "What is there to talk about?" Andrea blinked several times then said "I know you don't mean that. Take your break and talk to me, let me explain, or I'll air things out right here". I stared at her until she said quietly "Or I can leave and that will be that". I took my break and we walked down the strip mall enjoying the warm Florida weather. It was nice for December 23rd, people who live in the North don't know what they're missing.

Andrea said "I want to explain why I said no, but I don't want to do it here, in a rush, with you still hurt and not really listening". I said "I know I was an ass, but three years it took me to get over what my ex did. Three years and you... you're the one I open up to... and what? What happens? I imagined the whole friendship and you say no. This is why I don't bother, why I don't open up". Andrea said "Say all the mean and hurtful stuff you want. I'm used to it. While you're at it, tell me how useless I am and how everything is my fault. Man was I crazy thinking you were different". Andrea started to walk away and by impulse I reached out, grabbed her arm... her hand... and she stopped, spun slightly, and ended up in my arms. We pressed against each other and then we kissed. Our first contact of any kind, and it was a slow, soft, warm kiss. I stepped back blinking then said "Sorry". Andrea held both my hands and asked "Sorry for hurting me or sorry for kissing me?" I said "I'm sorry for being a jerk and getting bent out of shape when you blew me off".

Andrea let go of my hands and said "So you want to get right to it? I asked you to let me do this in private. I wanted to sit down and explain but you just have to have an answer". I touched her hand but she swatted mine away and glared into my eyes asking "What do you really want from me? You post all the romantic stuff on Facebook and act all sincere, but is this just leading to the bedroom? Is that what you want from me?" I exhaled slowly then hissed "What I wanted was for you to be the first and hopefully the only person I let in and trusted after what my wife did to me. I wanted someone to be with, to talk to, to laugh with and share my life with and of course... of course I wanted to hold you and kiss you and if I was lucky enough, make love to you. That's what I wanted. But you can forget it now. You've made it clear enough so that I realize all of this was in my head. Don't worry Andrea, I won't bother you again". I stood there seething and hurt and angry and sad and... confused. Did I imagine the feelings we had for each other?

Andrea moved closer to me and poked me in the chest then said in a low growl "My mom is more controlling that my ex ever was. I was trying to tell you any chance we have of dating will be an uphill battle because my mom is a master manipulator". I blinked rapidly as Andrea said "But it doesn't matter now because I am clearly too much hassle and like you said, I can forget it". I held up both hands and said "I know I am gonna regret this" and I pulled Andrea to me and kissed her. She went with it and held me as we stood there on the busy sidewalk and kissed for several minutes. When we parted Andrea stared at me and said "I still want to explain things, but my answer is yes. Do you still want this? To date me?" I said "It seems to me that we already are going out. I don't just kiss random women". Andrea smiled and said "I don't mean to push my luck but I really don't recall you asking me out". I glanced back at my store, then looked all around the parking lot so that Andrea had to wait.

She crossed her arms and said "Funny. You do know women remember every word, every conversation, every look, and every game men play". I blinked and said "I thought that was a myth". Andrea smiled and said "Not even close. I bet you don't remember the very first word you said the first time you ever spoke to me". I guessed "Hello?" Andrea smiled and said "No. It was damn. The first thing you ever said was damn as you stared at my body. Which was fine because that day I had dressed nice to interview for the promotion I ended up getting. You looked me up and down and then said damn". I sighed and asked "Will you go out with me?" Andrea asked "Will you be patient with me and realize what I have to balance and juggle?" I said "Yes" then Andrea said "Well then, you have a girlfriend. Any chance we can forget the misunderstandings of the last few days?" I blinked and asked "I thought you said women never forget anything?" Andrea smiled and said "We don't". I took Andrea's hand and said "Damn". She smiled at me and said "Damn right".

The next couple of days being Christmas Eve and Christmas itself, we were both busy with work and family, so we barely saw each other. I met her mom and daughter, her aunt and uncle and had dinner with them. She met my kids and parents and cousins and had dinner with us. We stole some kisses and had hot and heavy phone calls, but went to sleep looking forward to seeing each other on the 26th, a day we had both requested off. I was by myself in my tiny apartment, the holiday a blur of family, friends, retail chaos and madness. My kids were with their mom, my parents were eating leftovers at their house, and I was playing CALL OF DUTY when there was a knock on my front door. Andrea was smiling and kissed me softly then said "I saved the best present for last". She came in and said "Darn. I wished to the Febreze fairies that this place would get nicer..." I laughed and said "That's rude you know". Andrea smiled and said "Not really. So I brought your present, but I would like to see how long you can go before you open it". I stared at the tiny box and decided I could wait all day if I had to. Besides, maybe she would spend the day with me if I didn't open it until later.

Andrea was wearing a knee length, soft pink skirt, a pretty white and pink blouse, and had her hair back in a white headband. She slipped off her flats and walked around barefoot which made me smile. We kissed a lot and had that talk, made lunch, and talked about work, family, choices and life. I asked "With our schedules and responsibilities, how often will we see each other?" Andrea sighed and said "Now you see why I didn't want to do this. Who wants to start something great then not be able to enjoy it?" I stared at the present on the counter and sighed. Andrea smiled and said "You can unwrap it whenever you want, it's yours. I just think you should open it when you're ready". I blinked. What was it? The box was small... so what could it be? We snuggled on the couch and started kissing and Andrea purred "If you start something, you better finish it". I stared into her eyes and she smiled then touched my face saying "Go forward or go back, but never stay in the same place".

I took a chance and stood, took her hand, and asked "Do you want to see the bedroom?" Andrea stood, blushed, smiled at me, then asked "Do you want me to?" We went into the bedroom and Andrea said "I don't just..." but I kissed her warmly. We kissed for several minutes and then she tilted her head and said "I like where this is going". I held her head and stared into her eyes as she said "I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to be". I slowly with shaky fingers unbuttoned her blouse. I revealed a white lacy bra that strained to hold her ample chest, easily 34D and as I pulled her blouse slowly down her arms, her nipples perked up and pushed against the lacy material of the bra. As her blouse drifted to the floor, we kissed again and her hunger was showing in the fervor of the kisses, in the way she held me and pressed against me. I was hard and excited but suppressed my desire as I undid and unzipped Andrea's skirt then slid it down her body. Her panties matched the bra and I smiled at her and said "I thought that was a myth?" Andrea touched my face and said "No. It's not, and by now you realize I chose to do this before I got here".

We kissed passionately and then Andrea pulled until my shirt was off and on the floor. She worked at my belt while staring into my eyes and asked "Is this what you wanted?" I said "It is, but what I really want is you. No cliche Andrea, I want to be with you". Andrea smiled then pulled until my pants were at my ankles and she had me step out of them. I was so hard it ached and she slowly traced my bulge then asked "How many times have you imagined this?" I said "A lot actually, but this is way better". Andrea smiled widely and said "That was actually nice" and we kissed again. She reached behind and unclasped her bra then said "Remember, I'm 38, not 21". I said "Same. 37 is not 21, and you look amazing and you know it". Andrea blinked and said "No, I don't. I feel my age and wonder what people see. You're the first person to pursue me in a long, long time". I was considering that when Andrea let her bra fall to reveal her breasts. They were firm and full and didn't sag, they just seemed round and perfect.

Andrea blushed as I moved closer and held them, fondled and rubbed them then gently took one onto my mouth. Andrea moaned as I savored her firm flesh then sucked and nibbled on her stiff nipple. Andrea pushed me back and pulled until my underwear came down and my cock popped free. At 8 inches I'm not huge but have never had a complaint. Oddly, my ex wife and I still hook up when we're not fighting because she said the sex was amazing, it was getting along that sucked. Her loss. Andrea had me in both hands then slowly rubbed the length of my shaft as she stared into my eyes telling me what she really wanted without saying a word. I whisked her panties down to reveal a smooth shaven pussy with pink, wet lips waiting for me. Andrea got onto the bed and said "Just be gentle, it's been a while" I crawled atop her, kissed her softly, then she guided me to where she wanted me. I pressed against her warm, wet lips and paused... staring into her eyes. I said "Before you give me this gift, I apologize for being a jerk and acting like an ass. All I wanted was to be with you".

Andrea smiled and said "You are" then moved so that I entered her and sank slowly inside her warm, wet, and very tight pussy. We moved together, her hips and body shifting beneath me while I stroked slow and deep. It felt amazing to be inside Andrea and my entire body was electrified and warm. I stroked as deep as I could reach and continued moving in and out as time passed and pressure built. It had been weeks since I had sex, one last fling with my ex back in October before the latest round of hate and fighting. Before that it had been months and I was too busy and too tired most nights to jerk off to Porn. Needless to say, the cork was on pretty tight and Andrea might feel it when I blew. She was thrashing beneath me, her hands wrapped in and gripping fistfuls of sheet. Her head lolled and her eyes were wild as she panted and gasped her excitement. My cock ached and I wanted to cum... I needed to... but I tried to hold back so Andrea could enjoy our first time together.

Her body started to vibrate and her eyes rolled back as she moaned long and loud. My cock was ready to burst and I continued stroking deep but faster now as the moment approached for both of us. I ached to cum, I needed to do it, then Andrea gasped "Oh God..." and screamed as her body bucked and she almost threw me off her. Her orgasm was loud and vivid and she moaned and shook through it until my cock throbbed, my body felt warm and tingly, my vision went dark, and I exploded deep inside Andrea with a numbing, blinding climax. I couldn't see or think but kept going as fire poured out of my cock and filled Andrea. I pumped and thrust until I was spent and sated then lay atop her gently, satisfied and exhausted. We lay there kissing and talking while Andrea touched my face, my neck, my body, she was very clingy... something I have always wanted in a woman. We kissed some more, then sat there naked and holding hands. When we finally separated to clean up, Andrea asked "Do we have to get dressed right away?"

I blinked and Andrea said "I just want to savor the way you see me. The lust and excitement you have for me. Can't I just enjoy it for a few minutes?" We were sitting there naked and happy, just kissing softly, when she said "Merry Christmas". I took Andrea's hand, got up and went out to the kitchen. With her standing beside me naked and happy, I picked up the small present. Andrea smiled a funny smile and tilted her head to look at me. Still in the post sex glow and with both of us standing there naked, I opened the box with Andrea holding me and smiled.

Inside was nothing.

Nothing but a small purple post it note that said "DAMN".

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays 2016 and to all a Happy New year 2017!