Primary Ambitions

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“Oh yesssss! ” I moaned as I thrust several fingers in and out of my pussy, imagining it was his cock plunging deep inside me. “I’m wrapping my legs around your Robby and my hands are squeezing the cheeks of your butt pulling you too me. Can you feel how warm and wet my pussy is, how it’s hugging your cock?”

“Damn babe! Your pussy feels so good!” He groaned and I heard the rising passion in his voice just as he heard mine.

“Are you fucking my pussy, lover? Do you feel my ass slapping against you?” I asked, my voice deep with passion. With my eyes closed, I imagined him lying in bed, stroking his cock and I thrust my fingers in and out deeper and faster, my heart was racing, my breath ragged, as I neared my climax. “Oh God Robby, fuck me, feel my pussy tight and trembling all around your cock!!”

“Oh yeah!!! I feel you, babe and I’m fucking you real hard now, thrusting my cock deep inside you, in and out! Ahhh…. Shit…Fuck….”

“Damn! Shit! Oh God Robby, I’m cumming!” I cried out, my climax rushing through me as I listened to him over the phone.

I imagined how he looked at this moment, the expression on his face, what he felt like and with all these thoughts my body trembled more. Not only did my pussy feel full, satisfied, but my heart felt it would burst from the overwhelming love and passion I felt for him. There were only the sounds of deep breathing and satisfied sighs heard on the phone for several minutes as we both gained control back.

“Robby, does this mean I’m forgiven for calling you so late and waking you up?” I whispered, my breathing now starting to calm down a little.

“Honey, you can call me any time you want and wake me up like that.” He said with a heavy satisfied sigh. “But as you know, I am a hands on kind of guy and would much prefer you next to me waking me up like that. I’m really glad you decided to come and spend the holiday here with us.”

“I am too and I miss you so much already, I’m not sure how I’m going to get through waiting the next couple weeks to see you.” I whispered with a soft giggle.

“What do you mean with all those parties and charity functions you’re involved in? And that’s not even counting all that shopping you have to do? I’d be surprised if you even found time to call me before you arrived here.” He teased and upon hearing him laugh, I couldn’t help but join in.

“Okay, okay, you’re right, but I will always make time for you lover. Speaking of shopping, how about giving me some gift ideas Rena and I can get for your kids?” I asked, sincerely interested and wanting to give them something they would actually like.

“I have a better idea, Samantha. If you’re planning on coming several days before the holiday, why don’t we plan on shopping together for all the kids? Plus there are a lot of things going on right before that I would love for us to enjoy.” He said with almost a childish excitement in his voice.

“That sounds wonderful Robby! We’ll plan on being there several days before, I’ll let you know all the details when I make the arrangements.” I replied with smile, feeling his excitement contagious.

“Great! Although it might be nice to know if Miss Davis has anything special she would like for Christmas.”

“Hmmmm, well the only thing I can think of at the moment Senator, is if you’re playing Santa, Miss Davis would very much like to sit on your lap.” I whispered. “Any ideas on what the Senator would like, other than playing Santa of course.” I said and giggled, not able to resist teasing him.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“To be honest, Sam, I’m the worst one to ask about that,” I said with a nervous little chuckle. “When it comes to my kids and the woman in my life I can think of all sorts of gift ideas, but for myself I always draw a blank.”

”It figures that you’d be the hardest one to shop for,” she giggled. “So what are you going to get me?”

“I can’t tell you that!” I protested. “But just let me say that my specialty is stocking stuffers.”

“Mmm, Senator that can set a girl’s imagination in motion,” she laughed softly. “But I won’t let it wander too far.”

“While you’re working on not letting your imagination wander, I guess I’ll have to work on putting the image of you sitting on Santa’s lap out of my mind,” I laughed.

“Got you going with that one, did I?” Samantha chuckled sexily. “And I didn’t even have to tell you what I’d be wearing … or not wearing.”

“You are one big tease, you know,” I kidded her.

“I am not!” she protested. “It’s only being a tease if you don’t plan on carrying it out … and “ll have you know that I plan on doing everything to you when I see you next, Senator Holmes.”

“Everything, Miss Davis?”

“Everything, Senator!” she said, her voice heavy with the promise of great things to come.

We went on to talk for several minutes more about our busy schedules for the next couple of weeks, plans and parties and events. We finally said goodnight and I as I slipped down between the covers I thought about how lucky I was to have Samantha in my life.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

With a smile on my face and my heart filled with happiness, after hanging up the phone, I took a quick hot shower and then curled up beneath the blankets and fell fast asleep. My dreams were filled with children’s joyous laughter, songs of the holiday season, snow covering the outside and I even felt the snowflakes falling in my hair. The most amazing part of my dreams were that I actually could smell the aroma of freshly baked pies, homemade breads and many other food scents. By the time I woke up I felt like a child a Christmas time, and a very hungry one at that.

I quickly dressed, putting on a pair of black denim jeans and a black and red pullover sweater and went to see if Rena was up. Before I got to the room she was sleeping in, I could hear her small voice echoing with laughter from the kitchen. Smiling, I went directly there and stopped dead in my tracks at the doorway. Not believing at first what I was seeing, I stared for several seconds, before I burst out laughing.

“Let me guess, pancakes?” I finally managed to say.

“How did you know that, mom? We were going to surprise you and have pancakes for breakfast. Grandpa was teaching me how to make them.” Rena giggled, wiping her flour covered hand across her already flour covered cheek.

“Because along time ago grandpa taught me how to make pancakes just like that.” I laughed and walked up to give my father a hug as I recalled that special memory. He too was covered in flour, along with the table, the counter and a ton of dishes were stacked in the sink.

“Well he must have taught you a lot better, because we still don’t have any pancakes we can eat.” Rena said, showing me the burnt mess in the trashcan.

“No baby, we didn’t either when he taught me. I finally learned the right way from my mother and when we get home, I’ll teach you too.” I replied, now going up to her and giving her a hug. I then turned and looked at my father. “So, where was it you said you were taking us to breakfast, Dad?”

“Hey now Sam, we may not have gotten to eat pancakes back then, or even now for that matter, but you can’t say it didn’t give you a lasting memory.” He said with a smile. “I’ll go clean up while you get your daughter cleaned up and then I’ll take my two girls to anywhere they would like for breakfast.” We all laughed and got ready to go.

The rest of the day was filled with laughter, recalling memories that we shared with Rena, who in turn shared some with us. Before it got too late, we said our good byes and Rena and I headed home. I let him know that I would see him mid week to help out with the holiday activities we had planned throughout the rest of the week and following weekend. He also knew I was counting on his help with some of the Christmas shopping that I was planning on doing.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

The next days flew past filled with the thousand things that had to be completed before the end of the political year and a growing anticipation of the holidays. I was called back for several days to my home state to complete my term as State Senator as several crucial final votes were needed on some pending legislation. I tried calling Samantha, but her secretary told me that she was out of state on business. Just my luck!

After an afternoon session, I toured some of the downtown stores, looking for something to get Sam for Christmas. For the first time since my kids were little, I had even caught the Christmas spirit given the teeming crowds in the stores, the sounds of the season playing on the radio, and the snow flurries filling the air. But what can you get for a woman of means who has everything? Then I happened to pass the nicely decorated windows of Orrin's Jewelers. I went inside thinking over just what I might be able to find, and left having found exactly what I needed.

A few days later I was back in Washington finishing up last minute preparations before the holiday break and then hosting a small holiday party for staffers and close supporters. Johnny was in particular good form, his seasonal spirit blossoming with his third White Russian.

"So, Robby old boy," he said merrily. "Where's the lovely Miss Davis tonight? You aren't keeping her under wraps for any particular reason are you?"

"Like keeping you wolves at bay?" I joked.

"Well, yes for one," he laughed. "Besides there is a distinct lack of mistletoe material at this party and I was kind of hoping that I'd get a crack …"

"Dream on, Mister," I replied.

"Hey, don't get me wrong, Bossman," Johnny went on. "I didn't mean anything by that. I guess I'm just sort of jealous. I hope you realize how lucky you are."

"I do, John," I said. "And just as lucky to have you around to help keep me on course."

"So are you going to do the right thing by her?"

"What do you mean, John boy?"

"You know … make her an honest woman," he said slurring his words a bit.

"Maybe. We'll see," I replied. "Now, come on. We have a party to host here and it's just about time to hand out presents. Besides, you might want to take a second look at Heather, Mrs. Caulfield's new assistant. She's had her eye on you all night."

"Oh, really?" Johnny said. "Heather. Hmm, such a seasonal name."

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

Finally returning home after several days and a busy weekend helping with the various charity events, I carry in all the shopping bags and I all but fall into my chair.

“Wow mom, what’s in the bags? Can I see what you bought?” Rena asks as she runs in the front door, Helen right behind her.

“Only this bag here, there’s a few new outfits and a special holiday dress I bought for you for when we are in Washington.” I reply smiling. “The rest of the bags are other surprises that you will just have to wait on.”

She quickly takes the bag I hand her and empties it, obviously overjoyed at all the things I bought her. I tell her to go try on everything and as she runs off to her room, Helen sits down shaking her head with a smile.

“Well you just made her day!” Helen remarks. “But you look like you could use a rest.”

“That is definitely what I need and as soon as Rena goes to bed, I have a date with a nice hot bubble bath.” I tell her and we both laugh. We sit talking for several minutes going over the next weeks plans, making sure I have everything done before Rena and I leave for Washington.

Soon she leaves and after I spend some time with Rena, admiring her knew outfits and getting her to bed, I finally take the bags to my room. As I took out and separated the things I bought, I smile with excitement at several items and my thoughts go to Robby. I can’t wait to see the look on his face when he sees me in this, I think to myself.

After finishing emptying the bags, wrapping things and putting things aside that I will be packing, I go to run the bath water. I add the powdered bubbles as the tub fills and then I quickly discard my clothes. I slowly sink into the steamy water, gradually getting use to it until finally, fully surrounded with bubbles, lean my head back, relax and close my eyes. My thoughts again drift to Robby, wondering what he is doing at this moment, recalling again the last time we were together. As I continue day dreaming of him, I reach and feel for the washcloth and slowly run it across my breasts, sighing from the tingling sensation.

The more I think of him, I imagine him here with me, his hands slowly guiding the washcloth over my body. Soon I am slowly running the cloth along the insides of my thighs and then across my slit, recalling how his hands and lips made me feel everywhere he touched me. It doesn’t take me long at all to drop the cloth and my hand presses against my pussy, my fingers stroking my now sensitive clit until I moan from the pleasure of my release.

Now having enjoyed my bath, feeling totally relaxed, I dry off and slip naked between the cool sheets. With a smile on my face and thoughts of Robby filling my head, I quickly drift off to sleep.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“Before we break up for the holiday recess, I’d like to say a few words,” I said, standing before my guests, the staffers and a few party officials who had gathered for one last time before the new year. The smells of holiday food and drink and good cheer were in the air. “For those of you who have been with us from the start, this has been along and challenging year, but I knew that with the hard work and support of everyone here that this is where we would end up, ready to start a new year serving the people of our great state. So thank you, all of you, for hard work and dedication. I wouldn’t be here without your help and hard work.”

I could see Johnny nuzzling with Heather, the new office assistant, over in a corner. There was Mrs. Caulfield my long time secretary, Annie who had become a close advisor and much more than a simple speechwriter, and so many other faces who had come to mean so much to me, especially over the past year. But given the festive gathering, I didn’t want to take any more time than was necessary.

“So I want you all to head home to your families and enjoy the holiday season—I know I certainly intend to celebrate the season with friends and family. Get some rest and recreation because we have so much to do in the next six years. So Happy Holidays to you all! Now where’s that damn punchbowl?”

With a smattering of laughs and applause I was lead toward the refreshment table where I ended up ladling out a cup of Christmas cheer to almost everyone in attendance. Among the last to move along was Mrs. Caulfield.

“So tell me, Senator, do you have any special plans for Christmas this year?” she asked brightly.

“First off, Claire, my kids are coming in tomorrow to stay through the swearing-in ceremony,” I answered.

“The rumor mill has it that you have something else planned, Robert,” Claire said slowly. “Something involving your lady friend, Miss Davis.”

“You rumor mill must have some mind readers working for it,” I laughed. “I haven’t told anyone anything about Miss Davis, other than she and her daughter are coming to stay with us over the holidays.”

“I’ve known you for a long time, Robert,” she said with a smile. “I can always tell when you are up to something. But whatever it is, I’m sure that you’ll do the right thing. I’m just glad that our little mix-up during the primary didn’t affect your relationship.”

“That’s ancient history, Claire,” I said, putting my arm around her shoulders. “And as for the future, you’ll be one of the first to know, Claire, that is if something is going to happen. Now let’s go and enjoy the rest of the evening.”

We mixed into the party, and I couldn’t help but think of how different this get-together might be next year if Samantha Davis was a part of it.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

I stayed busy the next few days, packing things for our trip and finishing up some last minute shopping before we left. The night before we were leaving to go to my father’s, he had driven out so that he could go with me to watch Rena and her class sing a variety of Christmas songs at her school.

I was so proud of her as I watched her on the small stage singing with her classmates. Watching her, I starting feeling a lump in my throat thinking about how if it hadn’t been for Robby finding her, I wouldn’t be here right now. A tear formed at the corner of my eye and when I looked over at my father, I saw the tears in his eyes as well.

“He’s a terrific man honey. I will never forget what he has done for us.” My father said softly.

“Neither will I dad. There’s nothing I wouldn’t give him after all he’s given me.” I replied.

“Sam, I may not know him well, but if he’s the man I believe him to be, I think you loving him is all he wants from you.” He said and brushed a kiss across my cheek. “And from the look in your eyes when you talk about him and knowing you more than you think I do, I believe he already has that.”

“You’re right Dad, he does. I love him very much.” I whispered as I gave my father a warm hug.

After Rena’s show, Dad surprised us by taking us out for hot cocoa and pie. He wanted to treat Rena for the wonderful performance she did and also to celebrate that we had her back with us.

The three of us sat around the fireplace laughing and talking for a while after we got home. Rena even sang several of her songs for us again which we thoroughly enjoyed. He spent the night so that he could drive us back to his house the next day. Since I was going to be gone awhile I hadn’t wanted to leave my van in the city. So the next morning, making sure we were all packed, we left for Dad’s. Looking over at him and at Rena, and thinking about seeing Robby again shortly, I couldn’t help but feel like a child at Christmas who had just received everything she ever wanted.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“Daddy! Daddy!” shouted Tricia as she hurried into my waiting arms.

“Hey, Sweetheart,” I said as she gave me a huge hug. Rob was close behind and casually awaited his turn, extending his arm for a handshake, though I would have gladly given him a hug just as big.

“How are you, Son?” I asked.

“Doing well,” he replied with a big smile.

It was just a few days before Christmas and the crowd at Reagan International was swelling with holiday travelers. I’m not a very good one at waiting, but since it was my kids flying in to spend the next couple of weeks, I was extremely patient and rewarded with their safe arrival.

“How was the flight?” I asked as we began to move through the crowd.

“Okay,” Rob answered. “A little bumpy, but okay.”

“A little bumpy?” Tricia countered. “Maybe you were able to sleep through that snowstorm over Cleveland.”

“How’s your Mother?” I asked trying to be polite.

“She’s fine,” Tricia answered. “Going down to Florida to stay with her folks.”

“Good,” I replied cordially. “Glad to hear it.”

We retrieved their bags and headed home to my apartment. I made a particular point of taking the longer route so that they could see some of the holiday decorations that were lit up all over town.

We spent the evening catching everybody up on the latest news. Tricia had already been accepted to State, U of M, and Iowa and hadn’t decided which college to attend. Rob was still celebrating his school’s state championship in soccer.

I was happy to see their warm response when I told them that Samantha and Rena were definitely coming to spend the holidays with us. They liked how the apartment was decorated. Of course, Tricia was the sharp one when it came to counting bedrooms when I showed them their rooms.

“So where is everyone going to sleep?” she asked.

“I was thinking that you might not mind sharing your room with Rena,” I said hopefully.

“Sure I don’t mind that, but what about you?” she asked.

“Hey, any warm spot on the floor will do for me,” I laughed.

“Trixie,” said Rob disparagingly, using the nickname for her that she despised. “You know where he’s going to sleep.”

I was surprised that they didn’t want to eat out for dinner, preferring something home cooked. So we worked together to put a decent meal on the table and had a great time sitting around the living room afterwards, enjoying the fireplace and catching up on everything else that had been going on. They were kind of tired from their trip and the excitement and surprisingly wanted to turn in early.

It was nearly midnight when I finally headed off to bed. But as I stood in the shower, letting the hot water cascade down my body, I began to think of Samantha. Knowing that she would soon be here reminded me that I should shave, so before stepping from the shower I took the razor to my lower parts, making them smooth and ready for her touch. Just thinking about being with Samantha made my cock grow long and hard, a condition that followed me to bed. As I slipped naked between the sheets, I couldn’t resist touching myself and felt a strong sense of desire for her welling up inside me. Reaching for my cell, I punched up her number and waited for her answer. Hell, I knew it was late, but I wanted to at least hear her voice before falling asleep.

“Hello?” she said, her voice sounding happy but tired.

“Hi. It’s me,” I said and felt her liven up at the sound of my voice.

“Well, Senator Holmes,” she said with a girlish laugh. “How nice of you to call. We were just talking about you.”

“Well I was just thinking about you and …” I began. “But wait … who’s the we?”

“Don’t you remember that I told you I would be at my father’s place for a day or two?”

“Oh, yes that’s right,” I admitted, remembering our last conversation. I could hear the sound of other voices in the background. “So I guess that means I can’t tell you what I was thinking about you.”

“And just what would that be?” she asked.

“Well, I’m laying here in bed, naked as the day I was born, with a big old hard-on in my hand,” I said, trying to make my voice sound deep and seductive. “And I’m wishing that you could be here to help me do something about it.”

“Oh, my, Senator,” she giggled again. “I’m not exactly in a position to help you.”

“But can’t you like excuse yourself for a few minutes?”

“You are a demanding man, Senator,” Samantha remarked. “I think you should have to convince me before I do anything.”

“How about if I tell you about how I plan to make love to you the next time we are together?”

“Hmm, that sounds promising, but then you’re a politician, and you know what I think about a politician’s promise,” she teased.

“Have I ever broken a promise I’ve made to you?” I said strongly. I could hear the voices growing quieter in the background then the sound of a door closing. “Come on, Sam, you know how grumpy I can get when you tease me like this.”

“Well, I know how hard you can get when I tease you,” she said in a soft low voice.

“Samantha,” I said, hearing something going on in the background. “What are you doing?”

“Do you really want to know?”

“Well, if I didn’t know better, I’d almost say that you were undressing,” I said.

“Mmm, Senator, you certainly are good at guessing.”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“That must mean I’m right and if you were here with me, what would I have just taken off you Samantha? And what would I be seeing?” He asked beginning to sound aroused.

Standing in front of the mirror with the phone at my ear, I giggle softly, having just unzipped my dress and letting it fall to the floor. I stepped out of it and then reached down to pick it up.

“Right now Senator, you would be getting a very good view of my thong covered ass and stocking covered legs considering I am bending over picking up my dress.”

“Mmmmm and you know how much I enjoy that view, Miss Davis. I’m already picturing me kneeling behind you running my hands over your ass, softly kissing your cheeks and very slowly slipping your thong off you.” He said and I pictured him lying naked in his bed, his eyes closed and his hand slowly rubbing over his cock.

“Oh my Senator, you are getting me very excited. I’m sliding my thong off and rubbing my hands across my ass.” I said seductively, doing exactly what I was telling him. “I’m still leaning over imagining you behind me, spreading my legs and I’m running my hand against my pussy. You would definitely feel how turned on I was just by how wet I was.”

“Imagining my fingers rubbing you, stroking your hard clit. Yes, Miss Davis, your pussy does feel so nice warm and wet.” He replied in a low tone, and I could tell his breathing was getting heavier. “But you know, I would just be teasing you. I would stop as soon as I saw you getting closer and then I would turn you around. I would look up at you, smiling and I would hook my fingers in one of your stockings, slowly sliding it down. At the same time I would be telling you to take your bra off and show me how hard your nipples were getting. Are you taking off your bra, Miss Davis? Can you feel my fingers running down your legs?”

“Oh yes, Senator. I’m standing up; my foot is up on the edge of the bed imagining it on your leg taking off my stocking. I’m reaching my hands behind and unhooking my bra, slipping it off my shoulder and letting it fall to the floor. Mmmmm, I’m running my fingers over my nipples, tingling them and they are so hard. Can you see how hard they are?”

“That’s it, babe, rub your nipples and show me how hard they can get. Damn! I wish you could see and feel how hard I am right now baby!” He said, his breathing a lot heavier now. “Look at me watching you, slipping off your stockings, feel my fingers teasing up your thighs, spreading your pussy open. Can you tell what I’m going to do to you next, Miss Davis?”

“Oh God Robby you are making me so wet! I don’t know what you’re going to do next, but I’m rubbing my pussy right now and I’m going to cum any second.” I moaned, vividly imagining what he was telling me as I rubbed and stroked my pussy and ran my finger over my clit.

“That’s it, rub, feel my tongue licking up and down your pussy, sucking on your clit. Cum for me Sammy, cum in my mouth.”

“Ohhhhhh, yesssss, cumming….. Oh God Robby!!!!’ I cried out as my body shook and spasmed against my hand.

“Ahhhhhhh… shit…damn… me too…. Yessssss!” He groaned into the phone.

Only the sounds of heavy breathing on each end of the phone could be heard as we both gave in to the pleasure we were feeling, my mind still vividly seeing the picture he had painted.

“I love you Miss Davis and I can’t wait until tomorrow when you get here.” He whispered now, his breathing slowly going back to normal.

“I love you too Senator and just make sure you’re not late picking me up. After this, I don’t think I want to wait any longer than I have to before I can feel your arms around me.”

“Don’t worry baby, I don’t want to wait any longer either.”

“Oh by the way Sam, did you ever take off your stockings?” He said in a teasing voice.

“No, Robby, I didn’t quite make it that far!” I giggled, now lying flat on the bed, naked other than my stockings.

“Mmmmm another nice image.” He whispered.

We talked for several more minutes, and although not wanting to, we finally said good night, anxiously awaiting the next evening when Rena and I would arrive in Washington.

The next morning seemed to rush by with taking care of last minute things and packing. Before long, with Rena dressed in one of her new dresses and me wearing a white skirt, gold silk blouse and white jacket, we headed to the airport. We had one stop along the way to make where I picked up the gift I had ordered special for Robby. I slipped the small gift-wrapped box into my purse, smiling, and before long, Rena and I were sitting on the plane on our way to see Robby.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

It was early in the morning that I was awakened by the smell of bacon frying combined with the smell of coffee brewing. I slipped into my robe and wandered out to the kitchen to find Tricia up and dressed and tending the breakfast on the stove.

“Good morning, Daddy,” she said when she saw me stumble in.

“Morning, Honey,” I said, giving her a little kiss on the cheek. “I may need to find a good college around here for you to attend if it means getting a hot breakfast.”

“Well, there are tons of them around here, you know,” she said with a giggle. “But don’t expect breakfast every morning.”

I poured a cup of coffee and headed back to my room for a shower. By the time I was finished and dressed, Tricia had finished cooking breakfast and Rob had joined us.

“So what’s up for today, Dad?” he asked as we gathered around the kitchen table.

“We have to pick up Miss Davis and Rena at the airport around one,” I said. “I was thinking that maybe we could all go shop around for a Christmas tree. There’s a couple of lots nearby that have some good-looking trees. I want to do this holiday up right.”

“Cool,” Rob said as he began wolfing down his breakfast.

“What are you going to do for ornaments?” Tricia asked.

“Well I have a few that I shipped from home,” I said. “But there is this neat little Christmas store over in Fairfax where I picked up a bunch of new ones.”

“Neat,” grunted Rob in between bites.

“And a star for the top?” Tricia asked.

“No, actually it’s an angel holding a couple of candles and the whole thing lights up,” I answered.

“Sounds kind of cute,” she replied. “Hey, Rob, remember the year you made that star in grade school metal shop and almost electrocuted Daddy?”

“Hey!” he protested. “I got an ‘A’ on that project. And besides I didn’t come near to electrocuting Dad!”

“No, but I was seeing stars for a few seconds,” I said with a laugh.

Remembering that incident triggered a whole slew of “remember this” and “remember that” comments from all of us. Since they were very little, it seemed that the only time we had ever gathered as a family was at Christmas, and a wealth of memories were attached to the holiday, certainly not unlike most people. We remembered old stories and laughed our way through breakfast. It wasn’t until Tricia mentioned her mother that the happy mood was broken.

“I wish Mom could be here with us,” she said, without thinking. When she looked at my response she quickly added, “Oops, sorry, Daddy.”

“That’s okay, honey,” I said. “Your mother will be in all of our thoughts throughout the holidays. Why don’t you guys plan on calling her on Christmas day?”

“Cool,” said Rob. “So, Dad. Do you want that last piece of toast?”

“No, go ahead, son,” I laughed as he grabbed it up quickly, still the ever-hungry growing boy.

After breakfast, we cleaned up the kitchen and got out the couple of boxes of Christmas things that I had shipped here as well as all of the new things I had recently picked up. Tricia put herself in charge of unwrapping everything and telling us where to put it. By the time we were finished, every room had a cheery holiday look and feel and it was nearly time to leave for the airport.

I tried not to look too excited about picking up Samantha and Rena, but knew I couldn’t hide it entirely from my kids. They knew me too well. Since we were a little early, we stopped at the Starbucks and each got a hot drink and waited for their plane to arrive. We saw the “arrived” signal flash on the monitor and thought the kids were content to sit and wait, I couldn’t resist getting up and pacing, leisurely sure, but anxious to see the two new girls in my life. And I wasn’t disappointed. I could hear Rena before I saw either of them.

“Robby! Robby!” Rena shouted out, letting go of her mother’s hand and running toward me as soon as she saw me.

Then I saw Samantha, looking as festive as a holiday decoration in her crisp white suit and with her warm loving smile. I knelt down to let Rena run into my arms for a hug, but when she saw Tricia and Rob come up behind me, she let go and greeted them just as lovingly. It was great timing, because Samantha was there and as I stood up, she stepped right into my embrace.

“Hello, Baby,” I said as my arms wrapped around her. “Welcome back to Washington!”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“Hi lover,” I whispered in his ear and already my heart was pounding from his embrace. “Now how about giving me one of your famous welcoming kisses?”

Almost before I had a chance to finish what I said, his lips were on mine kissing me with a passion that told me he had missed me as much as I had missed him. It wasn’t long before we heard several giggles from Rena and a few long exaggerated sighs from Tricia. Breaking our kiss, smiling, we turned our attention back to them. Having been nervous that they might feel Rena and I were intruding on their holiday with their father, I was relieved with their enthusiastic greetings.

“Well let’s go get your girls bags and get going.” Robby said and put his arm around my shoulder. “Did you want to go straight to my place Sam, or were you two up to a little shopping? I thought we could stop and get a tree too, but if you would rather…”

“You’re asking a woman if she’s up for shopping?” I smiled teasing him. “Sounds like a great idea and we’d love to help you pick out a tree.”

It wasn’t long before we were all in his car on our way. As we drove, we got to admire many of the holiday decorations around town and Robby promised he would give us a tour after dark when all the lights were on. He then took us to a beautiful mall and when the kids decided to go off to the food area, this gave us the perfect opportunity to do some shopping for them and a chance to be alone.

We were in one store looking through several racks of clothes and he was showing me various things that his daughter would like. At one point, standing behind me, he leaned over reaching for a blouse at the same time pressing against me pushing me slightly into the clothes. Instead of reaching for the blouse his hand came around my waist, squeezing me to him and I felt his warm breath on my neck.

“Damn I’ve missed you baby. I can’t wait until I get you alone at my place.” He whispered softly in my ear.

“Well unless you plan on taking me out here in public, you’re going to have to be a little patient, lover.” I replied leaning back into him making sure he felt my bottom rub against his crotch.

“You do that much more and I may not wait.” He teased. “But for now…” he said moving his hand up from my waist to cup my breast. “just a feel will have to do.”

“Robby you ARE in corrigible!” I giggled.

“And you love it too!” He whispered as he kissed my neck and lightly squeezed my breast. I shivered, already beginning to get excited and I actually had several thoughts run through my head about finding somewhere private, but then quickly got hold of myself.

“You’re image, Senator, remember.” I teased and took his hand away, then turned around. “Although now I’m not sure if I can wait until you get me home.”

“Patience, baby!” He laughed.

We finally picked out several things and met the kids back at the food bar. They immediately asked if they could go look for a few things on their own, so after telling them when to be back, Robby got both of us a cup of cappuccino. We sat down at one of the nearby tables, talking and watching many of the shoppers go by.

“I’m glad to see the kids getting along so well. You have great children Robby.” I said as I sipped my cappuccino.

“Rena is a great kid too, Samantha. I’m really happy the two of you are here with us.” He remarked and a smile crossed his face as he looked at me. “And might I add that you, Miss Davis, wear your cappuccino well.” He said laughing and then took his finger and wiped off the dab of whip cream that was on my nose.

“Does that mean you like how I wear whip cream too?” I giggled reaching under the table to squeeze the upper part of his thigh, letting my pinky brush softly across his crotch.

“Uhm… I must admit, I do love how you wear whip cream.” He replied, gasping slightly as he felt my hand on him.

“And I do love how you take it off.” I said, teasing him more with my fingers.

“For some reason, I get the idea you have a little more on your mind than whip cream, Miss Davis.” He then reached under the table and took my hand to hold it and bring it back above the table. “Patience, remember.”

“Don’t you sometimes hate that word?” I giggled at him and squeezed his hand.

The kids arrived back just as we finished our drinks and we headed for the car with all our bags. Once outside, it was just beginning to get dark and some of the lights around town were starting to come on. Robby then drove over to the place where we could look at trees and pick one out.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

As the kids ran on ahead to look at the trees, Samantha and I walked hand in hand through the rows of pines and spruces and firs. There was something in the scent of the fresh cut trees that spoke of the holiday season. Bundled up in our overcoats, we walked up and down the aisles, occasionally running into one or more of the kids, and pausing to comment on the size or shape or scent of a tree that had caught her eye or mine. When we had finished our walk through the lot, we ended up by a small outbuilding and the back fence.

“So what do you think?” I asked. “See anything you liked?”

“I liked them all,” Samantha remarked with a laugh. “But we just need one, right?”

“That’s right,” I said, pulling her into my arms seeing that we had a moment alone in relative privacy.

“Well, Senator, don’t you think that we should be looking at Christmas trees?” she protested, raising her hands up to my shoulders.

“And we shall,” I replied, pressing forward until I had backed Samantha up against the building. “But I need something to warm me up.”

“And what would that be?” Samantha asked, her dark eyes twinkling. “Hot cocoa?”

“As tasty as that might be right about now,” I began, “Hot chocolate isn’t exactly what I had in mind.”

“And just what is on your mind, Senator?”

“This, Miss Davis,” I whispered bringing my lips to hers for a long deep romantic kiss.

I felt her arms swing around my back as she pulled herself completely into my embrace. As our lips pressed up and rubbed against each other, I brought my leg forward so that it was between hers, not too forcefully, but pressing the muscles of my thigh against her cleft, letting her feel what the warm of our kiss was doing to me manhood.

“Um, Senator,” Samantha sighed when our kiss finally broke off.

“What’s that, Miss Davis?” I replied, continuing to kiss her cheek and neck.

“I think we have company,” she said.

I looked over to the side and saw one of the nursery workers checking out our clinging embrace. His craggy face was wrinkled into a big smile.

“Can I help you folks find something?” he asked.

“Actually we were about to look for our kids,” Samantha said as I stepped back. Before heading off to look for them, she turned to me, wagging a finger. “And you, Mr. Senator, had better be on your best behavior. Santa Claus is watching, you know.”

“Actually it’s not Santa who worries me,” I chuckled. “It’s Santa’s helper.”

“Well, she’s watching too!”

“Good,” I said as she turned and began to walk away. I couldn’t help but reach out and smack her on the butt. She turned around for a moment looking almost as if ready to say something, but decided against it, settling on a knowing smile.

We finally met up with the kids and had great fun picking out a tree. It was even more fun getting it home and setting it up in the living room. Of course young Rob and I got the tree in and set up the lights while Samantha and Rena got settled in, and the two of us sat back and watched as the girls finished decorating the tree. By the time they were finished, Rob and I had been busy in the kitchen fixing some hot cocoa for everyone and starting dinner. I shook a can of whipped cream vigorously.

“So tell me Miss Davis, do you want to add your own whipped cream or shall I do it for you?”

“I think I’ll do it myself,” she said, taking the can from me. “I remember how bad your aim is.”

I turned down the lights in the rest of the apartment and joined her on the couch while we all relaxed for a few minutes before dinner.

“I can smell something good,” Rena said. “What’s cooking?”

“My Dad’s favorite recipe for spaghetti,” Rob piped up.

“Mmm, it smells delicious,” Samantha said snuggling close to me. “All this and he cooks too.”

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

Sitting there snuggled up against Robby, sipping on my hot cocoa, the soft warm glow from the Christmas tree lights and the children sitting around talking, I felt such joy that words could not explain. I couldn’t count how many times I had dreamt of having Rena back at this time of year, in this setting surrounded by the people I loved.

Lost in my thoughts I hadn’t noticed the kids had got up and had gone to set the table for dinner. I felt Robby’s arm around my shoulder pulling me closer to him and I looked up at his smiling face.

“You didn’t hear a word I said, honey. Want to share your thoughts with me.” He said softly as he leaned over to brush his lips across mine. “Or maybe I should just guess.” He whispered in my ear and I felt the warmth of his hand on my thigh, his fingers playing with the hem of my skirt.

“For your information Senator,” I replied and put my hand on top of his preventing it from traveling any further. “I wasn’t thinking about what you obviously are.”

“You weren’t? Does this mean you’ve lost interest?” He teased, ignoring my hand and pushing his slightly under my skirt. His fingers lightly caressed the inside of my thigh.

“I was actually thinking about how much I love all of you.” I giggled, again trying to stop his hand. I then whispered softly to him. “You better behave yourself, Senator, not only is Santa and his helper watching, but so might a few others be.”

“Okay, as hard as it is, I’ll try and behave, although I do enjoy misbehaving with you much more.” With that and a sneaky grin on his face, he embraced me, giving me a wonderfully sweet kiss. Although I was pressed against his chest, I felt his hand come between us, cup my breast, give it a quick squeeze and then remove it and he stood up. “I think it’s about time to eat and I bought a special bottle of champagne for tonight’s dinner.” He said smiling at the look I was giving him for what he had done.

“Hmmmm, homemade spaghetti, champagne, this romantic setting, what more could a girl ask for.” I said softly and stood up to follow him. Then unable to resist myself, I reached my hand out and squeezed the cheeks of his ass. He turned around, startled, but smiling and I didn’t give him a chance to say anything. “I guess Santa better keep his eye on me too.”

“Oh he is, Miss Davis, believe me, he is.” He snickered and we proceeded to the kitchen, hand in hand, and our hearts happy.

The children had set the table nicely, having even lit a candle in the middle of the table. A freshly made salad and some garlic bread had been placed out and they had already poured themselves drinks. We all sat down at the table, while Robby got the champagne that was on ice and two glasses.

“You kids did a wonderful job, the table is beautiful.” I said, feeling very thankful that we both had such thoughtful children.

“Thanks mom. The candle was Tricia’s idea. She knows how you like that from when she was at our house.” Rena said.

“Actually dad picked out the candles, he knows which scented ones you like.” Tricia said, slightly embarrassed by Rena’s comment.

“Well it was very thoughtful of both you and your dad. Thank you and it looks and smells very good.” I replied and looked up at Robby who was standing not far from me struggling to get the top off the champagne. Just then it flew off, luckily not hitting any one, but I felt the cold spray hit my face and my blouse.

“Oh God baby, I’m so sorry.” He said quickly grabbing a towel and stooping down to gently wipe my face. The kids were giggling and upon seeing the expression on Robby’s face I wasn’t sure which one of us was more shocked, him or me.

“It’s okay honey, really. I probably needed to cool off a bit anyway.” I finally said, laughing heartily. When he began to take the towel lower and wipe my blouse I quickly took it from him, realizing he was forgetting watchful eyes. “I think I can take care of the rest.”

“Nice going Dad.” Rob remarked, still laughing at what his father did.

“Just wait until you grow up son, if spilling champagne like this is your only mistake, you will be very lucky.” Robby said, finally joining in the laughter. “Did you want to go change, Samantha?”

“I’m fine Robby. Why don’t you just pour that and sit down so we can enjoy this wonderful meal you have cooked. I’m starving and it smells so delicious.”

We all finally calmed down, Robby made a wonderful toast, Tricia said a beautiful prayer and then we had our dinner. We all complimented him on how great his spaghetti tasted and I teased him about him doing all the cooking from now on since he was so good at it. After dinner, we all cleaned up, Robby poured us another glass of champagne and we retreated to the couch where Tricia had put the movie on, It’s a Wonderful Life, for all of us to watch.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

While we watched the movie, the kids made popcorn and passed it around and Samantha and I snuggled on the couch. During the part where they are walking home from the dance I brought my face close to Sam’s and whispered into her ear.

“I sort of have something in common with Jimmy Stewart,” I said softly.

“What’s that?” Sam asked still watching the movie intently.

“Well, he got to romance the lovely Donna Reed and I get to romance the beautiful Samantha Davis,” I answered, letting my lips brush against her ear.

“Thank you, kind sir,” she said, nestling closer, her hand falling onto my thigh and giving it a squeeze.

Looking around and seeing that the kids were otherwise occupied watching the movie, I left my arm around her shoulders and began to kiss her neck, letting my tongue lick the soft tender skin up the side of her neck and under her ear. I drew my breath in deeply, smelling her own scent mixed with that of her perfume. She felt so warm and desirable to me and the presence of her hand on my thigh wasn’t making it much easier to control myself.

“Did I tell you that this is my favorite part of the movie?” I said as I nibbled on her ear lobe.

“Where she’s hiding naked in the bushes?” she asked.

“No,” I whispered, bringing my tongue up to lick around her ear. I could tell how my kisses were affecting her by the way her nipples were standing out. “Being able to tell you how much I love you.”

“Mmm, then it’s my favorite part too,” Samantha replied giving my thigh another squeeze.

Later on when our glasses were empty, I got up from the couch and asked Sam if she wanted a refill. She looked up at me and let her eyes wander down to where a nice bulge had formed in my slacks.

“Not right now, Honey,” she purred, running her hand up my thigh where the kids couldn’t see. “But maybe later on you can … um, fill me up.” She let her fingers glide over the bulge in my slacks and licked her lips. She knew as she leaned forward that her blouse would open up enough for me to see the upper curves of her breasts cradled in a sexy little bra.

“Well you’re certainly making it easy to tell who’s been naughty or nice this year,” I chuckled before stepping away to refill my glass.

When I returned, she made room for me at the end of the couch and sat closely beside me, her arm around my shoulders and her lips near my cheek.

“Mmm, Senator,” she whispered teasingly as her hand found my lap again and her little finger grazed lightly against my member. “I’m glad to see that you brought your big old friend back with you.”

“Sam!” I said as she continued to tease me into an erection.

“What, Honey?” she asked in an innocent little voice.

“You had better be careful,” I warned. “Once that monster is turned loose, there isn’t any telling what could happen.”

“That’s what I’m counting on, Honey,” she said, taking a little nip on of my ear.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“Are you now? Not a little bit afraid of what might happen?” He warned again in a whisper as he turned and brushed his lips across mine, at the same time his fingertip lightly traced a line from my chin down my neck, stopping right at the opening of my blouse. With the sweet taste of his kiss mixed with the taste of the champagne and the light touch of his finger as he slowly caressed me, more than just my heart was beginning to feel very warm. I smiled and arched by back a little, knowing he was also getting a wonderful view of my breasts down the opening of my blouse.

“Hmmmm, you keep this up and I’m afraid I may be in danger of losing a button or two.” I whispered softly, already feeling the warmth of his fingers playing with the first button on my blouse. My fingers then boldly caressed the underside of his erection causing him to take a deep breath and shift in his seat.

“My, I hadn’t realized Santa’s helper was such a naughty little nymph.” He said, now having undone my top button and was running his fingers leisurely across the top of my breasts. I shivered, getting tingling goose bumps across my body and leaned in, nuzzling my face in his neck.

“Santa hasn’t even seen naughty yet.” I purred into his ear and then bit down gently on his ear lobe as I felt him open another button. “But I can almost guarantee he will see naughty if these buttons keep opening and this monster keeps getting bigger.” I whispered, reaching my hand further underneath him to cup his balls through his pants.

“Ahhh…“ He coughed at first, then his tone soft, but deliberate. “You are aware of what happens when Santa‘s helpers are naughty, aren’t you Miss Davis?” His fingers caressed my breast on top of the material of my blouse, and then pinched my already very taut nipple. He quickly kissed me, silencing me as he placed his other hand on top of mine moving it away from his groin.

Breaking our kiss with a devilish look in his eyes and still holding my hand tightly, he turned his attention to the kids. The movie was almost over and Tricia had already left. Rob told us she had gone to her room to call her girlfriend and Rena had already fallen asleep on the carpet. I started to get up so that I could put her to bed, but Robby stopped me, saying he would do it and check in on Tricia too. I sat watching the end of the movie, but there was only one thing on my mind.

“Well goodnight Sam.” Rob said as soon as the movie was over.

“Goodnight Rob, sleep well.” I said smiling at him as he walked off. Now seeing that we were going to be alone, I was growing even more anxious. When I heard Rob and his father talking, I turned off the TV and turned the stereo on, keeping it low and found a station playing a variety of Christmas music. I was on my way to the master bedroom when I met Robby in the hallway.
“And where do you think you’re sneaking off too?” He grinned and pressed his body against mine, backing me against the wall.

“To the little girls room, but I promise not to be too long.” I purred into his ear and ran my hand down the front of his pants. “Mmmm, you say anything might happen if we let this monster out?”

“I did warn you.” He chuckled moving his hand slowly up my skirt, caressing softly over my bottom, before gently slapping it. “Now hurry up, or else.”

“Hmmm, I just might take my time now.” I giggled but then quickly took off for the bedroom before he could respond.

I went to my suitcase, taking out one of the new outfits I had just bought and quickly shed all my clothes. I slipped the red velvet short nightie over my head feeling the soft white fur that edged just around my breasts tickle my nose as I put it on. The nightie had very thin straps and there was hardly anything to the back of it as it was scooped down past my waist. I shivered not only from being excited, but from feeling the cool air across my body, having very little on. I slipped the delicate and tiny sheer red panty on and took a deep breath to calm myself before opening the door.

I checked to make sure the kids doors were closed and then walked to find Robby sitting on the couch. He was leaning back with his arms up resting on top of the back of the couch. I noticed he had refilled our glasses and was grinning from ear to ear as I walked up to him and sat across his lap, putting one arm around his neck.

“My my, seems I may have to open a present soon and I didn’t even have to tell you what I wanted.” I whispered softly to him with a naughty smile as I rubbed my ass back and forth across his lap, feeling the growing hard on in his pants.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“Then why don’t you have a seat and tell me what it is that you really want for Christmas,” I said while resting my hands on Samantha’s hips as her ass swayed back and forth just over my lap.

I loved the feel of letting my fingertips glide all over the firm curves of her butt, teasing the smooth skin along the thin t-shaped strip of her sheer red panties. But then Samantha lowered herself down pressing those sweet cheeks down onto my lap. As I brought my hands up over her bare back, she leaned back against me.

“Don’t mind if I do,” she purred as my hands reached her shoulders and drifted down over her chest.

“Mmm, this reminds me of another reason I love Christmas,” I said softly as she turned a bit in my lap so we could look at each other.

“And what is that, Senator Holmes?” she asked as her finger toyed with the buttons on my plaid flannel shirt, popping a couple free.

“For one thing I like to admire the presents that are placed in my lap,” I said letting my fingers trail down lightly over her breasts. “Seeing how the giver took their time to pick out the best wrap and how nicely they wrap it up.” My fingers had reached the tips of her breasts and rolled the nipples between thumb and fingers, pulling on them ever so slightly.

“And do you like so far, Senator?” she asked as her own fingers slipped inside my shirt gliding over the snug t-shirt I was wearing.

“Yes, I do, Miss Davis,” I said thrusting my hips upward to press my erection more firmly against the cheeks of her ass. “But then it is always fun to try and guess just what is inside the package.”

“Does that mean you have to pick it up and shake it?” she said as her fingers pinched my nipples through the soft cotton of my t-shirt.

“Not every one,” I said fanning my fingers out and cupping her breasts tenderly. “Some require a different method. You might have to hold it close and listen for noises,” I said turning my head and bringing my ear down between her breasts. “Others you need to sniff,” I added turning my head so that my nose was pressed between the soft curves of her breasts so I could breathe in her warm scent. “And with some I just like to run my hands over the wrapping to see if an idea pops up.”

I picked my head up from her chest and began to move my hands all over her body, exploring every curve and nuance all the way down till my hands had reached her calves. Then I brought them up over her legs until they eased along inner thighs heading toward the warmth of her sex.

“Ooo, Senator, I do believe that something is popping up,” Samantha said, wiggling her hips gently on my lap. “And it feels like a pretty big idea.” She grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled my face close to hers. “I like a man with a big … idea.”

“Mmm, so Samantha. Are you ever going to tell me what you really want for Christmas?” I asked as our noses began to rub and the warmth of our breath brushed over our faces.

“I don’t I have to tell you,” she said softly as her lips brushed lightly against mine. “Because … it’s almost within my grasp.”

Her kiss was melting me down like the Christmas candles that were still burning on the mantle. The softness of her lips and the eager touch of her tongue had certainly lit my flame and I found it hard to keep up our teasing and playful repartee.

“At times like that, Miss Davis, I’ve often found that it is necessary to simply take those things in hand and make the most of them,” I remarked.

“That’s what I intend to so, Senator Holmes,” she replied with a sexy smile.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

Parting my legs slightly and reaching my hands between them, I undid the buckle of his belt. “And this is one present I am anxious to unwrap and make the most of.” I whispered, unzipping his pants and slipping my hand inside.

“Just as I am anxious to unwrap mine, Samantha.” He replied and I felt the soft touch of his fingers slipping the strap of my nightie down off first one shoulder then the other. The warm tender kisses he slowly placed along my shoulders and down the center of my chest to where the furry fabric of my nightie began, sent deliciously warm shivers down my spine.

“Uhmm, and I’m already loving the way you unwrap things.” I purred leaning my head down to the top of his head, feeling the softness of his hair across my face and breathing in his arousing scent. My hand was stroking him through his silk boxers, feeling his erection twitch in my hand and I finally slipped it out of them. A soft murmur escaped him at the touch of my cool hand when I loosely circled his cock with my fingers and slid them slowly up and down the length of his shaft.

“You’re pretty good at uncovering things yourself.” He said softly. The tip of his finger caressed across the bare skin above my breast and then slid underneath. Slowly he pulled the material down, exposing my firm and tingling breasts.

“It’s getting very warm in here, Robby.” I said, the growing passion in my voice very obvious.

I leaned up and brought my hands to his shoulders, but also closed my thighs together capturing his cock between them. As I pushed his flannel shirt from his shoulders, I shifted my hips some pressing my damp panties against his hardness. I could see the desire burning in his eyes when he looked at me and stretched his arms so that I could remove his shirt. My lips met his in a fiery kiss, our tongues delving deep in each other’s mouth and just as quickly as my hands went under his t-shirt to push it up, his grabbed the hem of it.

Only breaking away from our kiss for a brief second, he quickly pulled his shirt off and his hands went to my bare back, pressing me to him. Our lips once again locked, my taut nipples were crushed against his chest and I could feel both of our hearts pounding against each others. There was a desperate urgency building in both of us and he again released me bringing his hands to his waist. I knew by the look in his eyes he wanted to remove his pants as badly as I wanted them off him. He lifted his ass off the couch to push them off. To help I laid my back down on the couch, and with my feet digging into the other end of the couch, I arched my back raising my ass off his lap.

“Oh yes.“ He said, quickly pushing his pants down and kicking them off with his feet. “Now stay just like that for a second babe, you‘re in the perfect position.”

“This one? You’ve got to be joking.” I replied with amazement. Before I could wonder what he had in mind, with one swift movement he had my nightie pulled down to my ankles and I felt his tongue lick across my belly.

“Mmmm, so warm and soft.” He whispered. I instantly fell back down into his lap with his cock slipping between my thighs. His lips then traveled up my belly and began kissing and licking my breasts, keeping me from sitting back up, but making my nipples harder and my pussy wetter by the second.

I reached my hands underneath his arms, hugging him and drawing him closer to me, letting my fingernails rake lightly over his back. Both of us were breathing harder and our desires becoming more intense with wanting to feel the heat of our bodies touching every part of the others. With one hand he reached underneath me pressing it flat against my back, while his other hand finished pulling my nightie off my ankles. I rubbed my thighs together, stroking his cock at the same time rocking my hips wanting to feel him pressing hard against my panties.

“Damn, you feel so good, Samantha.” He moaned and continued to tease and suck on my breasts while his hand began caressing up my leg.

“Oh God I love you so much Robby!“ I moaned, the warm feel of his tongue, the soft caress of his hand as it slowly traveled up my leg and the feel of his cock rubbing in between my legs, was inflaming every nerve in within me.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

Samantha lay across my lap, her thighs squeezing my erect cock that was surging upward, pulling it against the warm dampness of her pussy. For my part, I spent many precious minutes making love to her breasts. Moving from one to the other and back again, I licked circles around them, starting from the outer edges and moving in toward her dark Heshey’s Kiss nipples. I tongued each nipple, twiddling them with the tip of my tongue. When each nipple was wet enough, I blew across them, seeing them grow tauter and rise up with excitement.

As I saw the goosebumps grow on the soft sensitive milky skin of her breasts, I licked my lips and brought my mouth down to cover each nipple. I kissed each one a hundred times, rubbing my lips over each nipple and aureole. Samantha arched her back and thrust her breasts up to me firmly and I began to suck on them, drawing the tips up into my mouth and letting my tongue graze over them in the warmth of my mouth.

When my teeth began to nibble on them, Samantha moaned loudly. Clamping her legs more tightly around my cock, her hips began to work up and down, rubbing the shaft between the soft tender flesh of her thighs and the damp crotch of her panties. Her fingers were curling around the head and smearing the surging drops of precum that were dribbling out.

“Oh, god, Robby!” she screamed as I sucked a nipple deep within my mouth and nibbled on it. “Oh, god! I want you now!”

“Now, Miss Davis,” I whispered in between kissing and nibbling on her tits. “We should be setting a good example and practice some restraint. I like to take time in opening up my presents and make the pleasure last as long as possible.”

“Damn you, Robby,” she said reached for my head and pulling it up to hers. She kissed me with a furious passion, prying my lips apart with her tongue and nibbling at my lips. “I can’t believe how turned on you have me!”

“Oh, Baby! The feeling’s mutual!” I answered.

I sent my hand down from her breasts over her chest and undulating stomach. My fingers slipped over the sheer material of her panties, easing down where my cock was residing. She loosened the grip of her thighs but kept her hand working away on my cock. My fingers moved up and toyed with the elastic of her panties for a while before slipping down underneath. I loved the smooth feel of her freshly shaven pussy. She gasped loudly again when my fingers found her hard little clit nearly fully extended from its hood. Her outer folds had parted and her inner lips were damp and swollen. I rubbed my fingers along her slit and let my thumb brush lightly against her clit.

As I touched her and teased her twat, her grip on my cock increased. Samantha was gripping me snuggly now, pulling on the shaft of my long hard cock, her other hand reaching down to grasp and rub and pull on the head, now slick with precum. First one, then two fingers found their way inside her pussy while my thumb continued to rub gently on her clit.

“Oh, fuck, Robby!” she cried out. “You’re making me come!”

I felt her thrust her hips up against my hand and I clamped down, firmly rubbing my fingers and palm and thumb on gushing pussy. With one final strong thrust she pressed her sex against my hand and I felt the tremors erupt inside her. From the soft flesh of her thighs up to her firm tender breasts, Samantha began to quiver and shake with pleasure.

“Dammit, Robby,” she said as her orgasm began to subside. “I can’t wait any longer.” She pushed herself up from the sofa and slipped down to kneel between my legs. She kissed her way down along my chest and belly. Her hands fanned out rubbing all over my thighs and belly and my freshly shaven cock and balls. “Oh god, you look so yummy!” she said looking up at me, her big dark eyes glazed over with lust.

Without breaking her gaze, she held my shaft with both hands and began to lap at my cock. Her tongue looped around and around the throbbing head. She hummed as she cleaned off the precum with her hot wet tongue. Licking her way up and down the shaft, she lapped at my balls then kissed her way back up the shaft, not letting a single inch escape her loving kiss. Still looking up at me, she brought her lips to the head of my cock and teased me with a shallow little sucking motion. Drawing me into the heat of her mouth fraction by fraction I thought my head would explode. I wove my fingers into her dark silky hair and tried to push her head down on me, but she resisted, choosing instead to press her firm breasts against my thighs and slowly, ever so slowly suck my cock into her mouth at her own pace.

“What’s the matter, Senator?” she teased me after letting my cock pop out of her mouth. She stroked it with a firm grip. “So who’s the anxious one now?”

“All right, Sam,” I groaned with pleasure. “I deserved that.”

“No, Baby,” she said with an evil grin, still looking up at me, still stroking my cock. “You’ve been a pretty good boy this year. I think you deserve this.”

She licked her lips till they glistened, parted them widely and slowly lowered them toward my aching cock. As her lips covered the head, I felt her begin to suck, slowly working her way down until I felt the head press against the back of her throat. Then she pulled all the way up till just the head remained inside her mouth and she twirled her mouth around and around until I was about to explode.

Suddenly she plunged back down, sucking me deeply into her mouth till her lips met her hands near the base. Then she pulled her mouth back up, still sucking till she reached the head again and then let her teeth drag lightly over the head as she pulled her mouth away.

“My god, Sam!” I said, nearly delirious from the way she was doing me. “You’re gonna make me come if you keep that up.”

“Is that a problem, Senator?” she said flashing that evil little grin again.

“Um … not that I can think of,” I said weakly, watching as she giggled and, without letting her eyes drift away from mine, lowered her mouth again.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“I didn’t think so.“ I giggled softly moving my hand slowly up his cock as I lowered my mouth and I saw the feverish look of anticipation in his eyes. His cock was trembling and slippery, coated with the saliva from my mouth. I blew air across his glistening tip and continued blowing gently, following my hand as it slid back down.

“Damn, your teasing me again, Samantha.” He groaned, somewhat frustrated, as he lifted his hips trying to press his cock closer to my mouth.

I felt the small tremors from his cock twitching in my hand and I cupped his balls with my other hand, squeezing gently, feeling them tighten. Looking at him, my eyes danced as the small smile on my face grew, and I saw the deep yearning and lust filling his eyes. My mouth suddenly came down on his cock, engulfing it all and sucking hard until I felt it at the back of my throat.

He let out a low moan, bucking his hips, and I sucked hungrily, adding more pressure as I squeezed his balls. My head was bobbing up and down at a rapid pace, sucking hard and furiously while my breasts slapped against his legs, making my nipples extremely hard. I could tell he was getting ready to cum by his moans and the look of on his face. In one quick movement my hand released the grip on his cock, reaching up to pinch his nipple, my other hand firmly squeezed his balls and my mouth sucked him deep down my throat.

“Oh fuck!!!!!!” He moaned with a sound that seemed to come from deep within him. He jolted and thrust hard against my mouth, almost knocking me back, as I felt him explode inside my mouth. I kept sucking, swallowing his hot semen as he continued to let loose all that had been building up.

Finally he collapsed back against the couch, I finished swallowing and licking all of his delicious release and then moved up on the couch, snuggling against him. I kissed him softly on the lips and ran my hand gently across his chest as he lay there with his eyes closed, still trying to catch his breath.

“Mmmmm, such a wonderful present you’ve given me, lover.” I whispered in his ear.

“Not as much as you’ve given me, baby.” He whispered as his breathing calmed. His arms came up and he drew me into them, kissing me with a warmth that expressed all his love and passion any woman would ever for hope. I melted against him, my lips warm against his, and I was once again was overwhelmed by my ever increasing love for him.

“Maybe we should finish our champagne and go to your room Robby. Maybe get some rest.” I said softly, and reached over to pick up my glass. He opened his eyes and saw the glint of excitement in them.

“Rest, are you sure that’s what you had in mind, Samantha?” He teased, reaching for his glass of champagne.

“Of course. Besides, I wouldn’t want to be accused of wearing you out before Christmas would I?” I giggled with a mischievous smile.

“Hmmmm!” He chuckled with eyes fixed on mine. “To us, Samantha, today, tomorrow, forever to be within each other’s hearts, arms and uhm… other.” He toasted and then clicked his glass against mine.

“And we do like that other!” I replied, then leaned over to kiss him again, my heart feeling heavy with emotion for him and his words.

We finished our champagne and I blew out all the candles as he turned off the fireplace and tree lights. I was standing right in front of him when he picked up his clothes and I leaned over and bent down to pick up my nightie.

“You know Miss Davis, I still haven’t finished unwrapping my present.” He said and I felt his hand on my panties, caressing softly across my ass.

“Mmmm, come to think of it, you’re right Senator.” I said as I stood up, nightie in hand and turned to face him. “It’s a shame too, considering they are candy cane flavored.” I giggled and quickly darted off heading for the bedroom.

“You are one naughty little elf, Miss Davis, not telling me that before.” He teased, catching up with me in the hallway and quickly picked me up in his arms. I was still giggling and my arms quickly wrapped around his neck. His lips met mine as he carried me the rest of the way to the bedroom, our kiss filled with a joy and passion that only two people in love share.

He dropped me lightly on his bed, avoiding the suitcase I had left at the edge of the bed. I stared at him, love and passion filled my eyes as he took our clothes and put them on the chair in his room. I laid back on the bed, making sure I posed seductively while he went to move the suitcase from the bed, and having forgotten to close it, I was happy that my other outfit was wrapped in a bag so that he couldn’t see.

“Oh my Samantha, what is this I see here?” He asked with an wicked grin on his face as he looked up from the suitcase.

“You weren’t supposed to open that bag Robby.”

“I didn’t open the bag, but after seeing this, maybe I should.” He teased and then held up a silver vibrator in his hands. “Uhm…” I said softly, a blush coming across my face. “Well Senator, we both have been spending alot of time on the road and well, when a woman’s man is not around, she does need certain things to help… uh.. Take care of certain needs.”

“I see…” He replied quietly, closing the suit case and putting it next to the chair, then came and laid beside me on the bed.. “Candy cane flavored panties and this too. Miss Davis, you are definitely making me want Christmas to come every day.” With a grin on his face and leaning up on his elbow, he slowly ran the cool vibrator across my breasts, instantly making my nipples hard.

“Being with you, Senator, is like having Christmas every day.” I whispered, leaning to kiss him softly, while my body shivered at his touch.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

Samantha lay sprawled on the bed pretty as a centerfold while I ran the nose of the vibrator in circles around the tips of her breasts. The low setting was all I needed to make her squirm.

“Oh, Senator Holmes,” she sighed as I moved the vibe back and forth over her sensitive breasts. “You handle that like you’ve had some previous experience with one.”

“Actually, Miss Davis, I haven’t,” I replied. “But I have an active imagination and welcome the chance to try it out.”

“Oh yes, you can,” Sam moaned as I pressed it gently against her nipples, one after the other. She reached for my hand and moved it up so that she could lick the vibe, making it wet and then returning it to her breast. “Mmm … oh, yes Senator.”

I eased the humming little toy down over her stomach, circling her navel briefly before guiding it down over her belly and over the damp crotch of her panties. She spread her legs apart so that I could run it up and down along the slit of her sex, watching how it tucked the thin fabric into her moist crack. Maneuvering around so that I was kneeling between the spread of her long lovely legs, I began to work the nose of the vibe under the elastic of her panties. When I pulled it back out and brought it to my nose, I could see it already glistening with the wetness from her pussy.

When I guided it back down over her bare skin, I bent over to lick and kiss her pussy through the thin panel of her panties. Edible were they? Peppermint candy flavor? We’d just have to see about that, I thought and began to nibble on them, feeling my teeth capture little nips of her folds. When I felt the material begin to dissolve in my mouth, I brought the vibe back down to run it through the growing hole in her panties up and down along her slit while my lips and tongue began to tease her clit.

“Mmm, peppermint panties,” I moaned as I lifted my head for a moment. “Almost as delicious as you.”

Soon I had her hairless pussy fully bared and began to work the vibe inside her pussy and lick her clit softly. She moaned and gasped as I turned the vibe up a notch and began to work it farther up inside her. Samantha reached down to grasp her legs and pull them up and apart, spreading herself wide open for me. I pressed my mouth forward frantically licking and kissing and sucking her clit and the folds of her sex surrounding it. When I lifted my face to catch my breath, I drew the vibe out of her pussy and ran it up and down the length of her slit, being sure to tease just the folds of her clit.

“Oh Christ, Robby!” she screamed as her legs and hips thrashed about wildly.

I couldn’t believe how wet she was now, her peppermint panties little more than a memory as I tore the last of them away with my teeth. I lowered my mouth to lap at her clit as I worked the vibe in and out of her sex. Two or three times I felt her body convulse in an orgasm as I worked my mouth and the little tool on her. Finally as I built her up to a great peak and brought her over the edge with my tongue, she gripped my head tightly and held me against her, nearly smothering me. As her trembling began to lessen, she released her grip on me and pulled me up for a deep wet kiss of passion.

“Oh god, Robby!” she said in a voice thick with desire. She pushed at me, rolling me over onto my back. “Now it’s your turn!”

Samantha took the vibe from my hand and began to run it over my chest and nipples. She licked them to moisten my taut flesh then ran the buzzing little tool over them again, sending tingles all the way down my spine. I knew that she could see me begin to squirm as the sensations mounted inside me.

Samantha ran the vibe down along the trail of my lower abdomen from my navel to my crotch. She lightly traced it along my skin, moving it teasingly toward my cock that was beginning to stand tall and erect again. As she could see me become more excited, Samantha used the toy to delicately stroke the surging head of my cock. She moved it up and down my shaft and then gently circled my balls.

As she did so, my eyes closed and I soon felt the warmth of her breath and the dampness of her mouth encircle my cock as she grazed my twins and inner thighs with the vibrator. She ran it between my balls and anus, the buzz adding a tantalizing tingle to this hot zone. Massaging this spot lightly with the vibe, pressing it gently in a rhythmic motion, made me moan deeply. I began to lift my hips off the bed as she sucked my cock deeper into her mouth.

“So what do you think? Had enough?” she asked as she ran the tool up and down the length of my cock.

“God dammit, Sam,” I moaned uncontrollably as she made my cock rock hard. “God damn! I need to fuck you, Baby!”

“Oh really?” she asked, still running the buzzing little vibe around my cock and balls. “Bad enough to beg for it?”

“Oh, please Samantha, let me fuck you! I need you badly!”

“Hmm, not bad,” she grinned. “Not bad at all.” She rose up from the bed and straddled my legs, still holding the vibe to me, making me thrash about the bedcovers. “But I think I need to hear that some more.”

“Oh, for Christ’s sake, Sam! I want to feel your pussy on my cock. I want to fuck you, Baby! Please, let me fuck you!”

“And you know I want you to, lover. Don’t you?” she said rising up and positioning her hips over the tall staff of my cock. She rubbed the head on the wet lips of her pussy and as she began to lower herself down, she pulled the vibrator away and I felt the head of my cock push up inside her wet folds. “Oh, yes you do!” she cooed.

“Oh, yes, Baby! I love to fuck you!” I moaned, rocking my hips up and down just slightly, working my nob into and out of her opening.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“And you do it so good!” I purred, lightly running my fingernails up and down his chest. I eased slowly up and down as he worked himself into my moist opening. Little by little, I felt more of him filling me, my pussy encasing him and drawing him in deeper.

“Ahhh Samantha, I love the feel of your pussy around my cock.” He sighed deeply, his voice filled with passion while he continued to rock his hips still slowly.

His hands came up and cupping my breasts he stroked his thumb over my pert nipples, making them shiver against his hands. I moaned, arching back, closing my eyes, reveling in all the sensations he was stirring in me. My breasts heated to his touch as he continued stimulating my nipples, teasing and tormenting them. I began moaning louder and he began to move his hips faster, his cock working in and out of my pussy at a steady pace.

The room was beginning to echo softly with the sounds of our lovemaking, and I looked at him seeing the lust in his eyes and mine were shining with desire. I leaned up, with my hands holding onto his shoulders and began raising myself up, almost off him then back down, meeting his hips and urging thrusts. His arms went around me embracing me, pulling me close to him and our lips came together in a heart-pounding kiss.

“Oh God, Robby!!” I moaned, my breath coming quick, as our kiss broke and my fingers clawed his shoulders; our hips now slapping together energetically. “Fuck me lover, fuck me real good!”

“Like this baby?” He said, his voice deep with passion. His hands grabbed the cheeks of my ass, squeezing them, and he started bouncing me up and down at the same time plunging his cock deep and hard into my pussy. “Is this how you want to be fucked?” He then thrust harder and stopped, then again and again several times, stopping after each thrust. “Hard…Deep…Like that baby?”

“God yesssssss!” I cried out feeling my muscles beginning to tighten and tremble around his swelling cock. My head went back as I started riding him faster, both of us were nearing the breaking point. “Yesssss, don’t stop, don’t stop!”

“Oh Sammy….” He moaned, his fingernails into my ass cheeks as pounded wildly into me.

“Yes, Robby, yes!“ It was all I needed, my body clenched, my pussy shuddered around his cock, gripping then releasing, as I was lost in wave after wave of passion.

Just as soon as my climax started, he cried out my name again and thrust hard. His body tensed and I felt him explode as he continued pumping into me, filling me with his hot seed. I collapsed against his chest, my arms wrapped around him and we kissed, our tongues wrapping around each others. His arms came around me, hugging me tightly to him, our hips joined and my pussy still trembling around his cock.

When our kiss broke, I nuzzled my head in the crook of his neck. We laid there for some time, silent but for our panting, holding each other, letting the heat of our passion wash over us. I could feel the beads of sweat at my forehead and between my breasts. I combed my fingers through his hair, loving the softness, loving the feel of him against me and I felt the touch of his fingers gently caressing my back.

“Robby…” I finally whispered, smiling. “You’re fucking amazing.”

“Samantha! Watch your mouth, remember Santa’s watching you.” He replied sternly, then laughed. “Although I think he might let you slide this time, considering you’re fucking amazing yourself.”

“Oh you think so? Well let’s just hope Santa thinks so too.” I giggled and leaned up, kissing him again.

We whispered, holding each other for our awhile, but soon both of us were yawning and feeling satisfied, yet drained. It wasn’t long after we got underneath the covers, locked in each other’s arms when we both started to drift off to sleep. With a smile on my face and my heart warm against his, my last thoughts were off all the wonderful nights like this yet to come.

The next morning, I felt Robby stir very slightly and I opened my eyes to see that he was still sleeping. But what I felt against my thigh seemed to be waking up before he was. I stifled a giggle, not wanting to wake him up just yet, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t have a little fun with what was already waking up. I started running my foot on the top of his and rubbing my leg against his, feeling his semi rigid cock along my thigh. He stirred a little more and I reached under the covers, just barely grazing him with the tips of my fingers.

I was smiling, watching the expressions on his face change, as he continued to stir. I gradually got a little bolder and the more I did, the more erect he became. I moved so that I could instead of my hand, rub my warm pussy against him and soon he was moving his hips very slowly, pushing himself closer to me. I then started caressing his back and moved to caress over his ass very gently and at that I saw a smile come across his face, but his eyes were still closed.

“Someone woke up very playful.” He whispered and then quickly drew me to him, and arched his hips, teasing my slit with his cock.

“I beg to differ, Senator. But it seems company arrived and was just asking to be played with.”

“Oh, it did now. And I suppose you had nothing to do with how it arrived in such a state!” He laughed softly, both of us now rubbing up against each other.

“Mom, mom!” Rena called out as she pounded on the door. “Go look out the window. it’s snowing. You have to see it.”

“Okay, okay. We’ll be up shortly.” I called out and then looked excitedly at Robby. “Christmas Eve and it’s snowing, how perfect.” I then jumped from the bed, naked and over anxious to see the snow, even forgetting about what we were just working up to and raced to the plate glass windows.

“Uh Samantha, didn’t you forget something?” Robby asked, now sitting up with his feet over the edge of the bed.

“Oh sorry, but I just love seeing snow, especially the first time each season. Don’t worry, Robby, I still want to finish what we started.” I said, and had my hand on the patio door to go out side.

“Well, I sure hope you do, but that’s not what I was referring to babe.” He replied and stood up wrapping a blanket around him. “The fact that your standing naked in front of the window, in the city, not at your house is definitely one thing. But the fact that you’re about to walk out on the balcony, in the city, with it snowing and naked, is a totally other thing.”

“Oh, hmmm.” I said now realizing what picture I had just presented and then couldn’t help but laugh. “Would it have really been that bad if I had gone out there, Robby?” I asked as he came up and wrapped the blanket around both of us.

“Well, you are staying with a Senator, remember. Besides that, I wouldn’t want to see you freeze that nice ass of yours off.” He grinned, but opened the door so that we could both look out and see the large snow flakes falling.

“Not to mention what it would do to my nipples.“ I giggled. ”Although Senator, then I would have you to warm it all up.“ The snow had already begun to stick to the railing of the balcony and a fine layer of snow topped the balcony floor. I sighed, leaning against him as he held me and kept the blanket tightly around us. Standing here with him, looking out at the view and watching the snow fall, was simply breathtaking.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“And you know how I love to keep this sweet little ass of your warm!” I whispered into Samantha’s ear, clutching the blanket around us as we cuddled in the chill Christmas Eve morning air on my balcony overlooking Washington DC. There was something magical about this first snowfall, especially when it was falling on Christmas Eve. The ground and rooftops were covered by a couple of inches and more was falling. For several minutes we stood together looking out at this gorgeous panorama of monuments and landmarks and buildings, lost in our thoughts, yet very much together in our feelings. Our bodies were pressed tightly together sharing the warmth beneath the large blanket.

“Have I told you that I love you this morning?” I whispered softly into her ear.

“Not yet,” Samantha sighed as she leaned back more fully against my chest and belly. “But then a girl can’t hear too much of something like that.”

My lips dragged against her ear and my tongue brushed the folds lightly. I could feel the cheeks of her ass press back against my belly, the warmth bringing a rise to my sleepy cock. Shifting my hands so that only one held the blanket around us together, I moved the other one over one of her breasts, then the other. Her nipples were standing at full attention from the chill of the air and the closeness of my touch.

“Senator Holmes, you do realize that we are in a very public place out here,” she chided me, yet kept her body pressing up against me, rubbing me ever so slightly. “There could be one of those barking dogs of the media that you’re always raging about out there someplace with a telephoto lens.”

“Now that I’m a single man and nearly the entire Western world knows about us, what do I have to fear?” I answered, feeling my cock rise up stiffly between the cheeks of her ass.

“Nothing I suppose. But do you think that a newly elected Senator of the United States needs to run the risk of appearing on the front pages of the Washington tabloids with a naked girl?” she asked, still teasing me with the gentle press of her warm firm little butt.

“I suppose that depends upon what the naked girl thinks about it,” I said, pulling my hips back just a bit so that my erect cock could pop up fully upright. I moved my hips forward again and pressed my cock against the small of her back as my fingers continued to toy with her rigid nipples.

“I would think that even if the naked girl wants you to take her here in front of God and man alike, that a well-respected public servant might be concerned about what some of his constituents thought of such risqué behavior,” she replied. Samantha grabbed at the blanket in front of her and leaned forward onto the railing, pulling me with her. As she did so, she stood up on her toes and raised her ass, rubbing it directly against my erection. “I’m glad you grabbed the biggest blanket,” she giggled.

“This has the makings of the scandal of the year,” I said, shifting my hips so that my cock wedged between the cheeks of her ass. Samantha brought her thighs together trapping me between her legs. “I can see it on TV now. Junior Senator caught in love nest with paramour. Details at Eleven!”

“Well, the thought occurs to me, that if they are out there,” Samantha said teasingly, letting my cock work its way up between her legs toward the warmth and wetness of her pussy. “That we ought to give them a really good show.”

“Hmm. My constituents don’t bother me all that much,” I stated, thrusting my hips forward until I felt the head of my cock rub against the warm folds of her sex. “But what concerns me more is how we might explain such behavior to our children.”

For several moments Samantha and I remained locked in this warm arousing embrace, our private parts rubbing closely, warm and wet and ready. I could feel her body quiver with anticipation and my own body become tense and start to throb. I clutched at her breast, feeling her nipple now fully erect press into the warm flesh of my palm. As I went to move my hand, it jarred her grip on the blanket and it began to fall open.

“Omigod!” she screamed as it slipped off our shoulders.

We both reached for the blanket but it fell away from our naked bodies. Samantha screamed loudly and turned back toward me. I reached back for the door handle and pulled her inside with me, escaping the chill morning air of the patio and slipping into the warmth of our room. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close to me. Samantha reached up for my face and leaned up to kiss me. Her lips were warm and her kiss was forceful and passionate. When her tongue worked it way easily between my lips, I thought my own passion would explode. But before I could return her wild kiss, she broke free and ran off to the shower.

I ran after her and caught her as she was turning on the water. Grabbing her around the waist, one hand on her stomach and the other down on her pussy, I pulled her backside toward me and leaned forward to nibble on her shoulder.

“Robby!” she moaned, trying to reach into the shower and test the water temperature. “What do you think … what are you … oh, Jesus, Robby!”

She spun around inside the circle of my arms and brought her hands up to my face. She leaned up and gave me another hot passionate kiss. I could feel the warmth of the water in the shower and pushed forward, practically tumbling us both into the hard stream coming from the showerhead. I didn’t stop till we were pressed up against the wall of the shower, our hair and bodies quickly becoming drenched and our kisses growing wilder by the second.

Samantha lifted one leg up and rested her foot on the bench. I felt her hand reach down and grab my cock, guiding it toward her parting folds. She rubbed the head firmly against herself, working it up and down. I felt shivers running up and down my spine and leaned forward, pressing her flat against the shower wall. I gasped when her hand guided me to the opening of her pussy and she quickly admitted me.

“Oh, god, Sammy!” I cried out with pleasure, feeling my cock penetrate that first sweet inch or two. I reached for her wrists and grabbed them, pulling them up and holding them against the shower wall as my cock began to penetrate the depths of her warm sweet willing body.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

“Robby… Oh yes…” I moaned, arching my hips, feeling him slowly slip into my moist entrance. I raised my legs, wrapping them around his waist and locking my ankles tightly together.

His lips met mine in a fierce kiss pressing my head back against the shower wall, while holding my wrists tightly above my head. My pussy trembled around his steely cock, my inner walls hugging to it as he slowly sunk himself deeper into me. I moaned louder, feeling the chills of excitement racing through my body from head to toe. He began bucking his hips, pumping faster and deeper with our passion building steadily.

“Christ, Sammy…you drive me crazy!” He breathed heavily into my ear and kissed his way down my neck to each of my breasts. His lips and tongue ravaged my nipples, sucking and nibbling on them, making them rock hard and making me cry out blissfully.

With the heat of water spraying down on us and the heat of our lovemaking rapidly climbing to a peak, my hands clenched tightly and I thrust my hips hard and fast in time to meet his. I felt his cock swelling deep inside me, my pussy pulsating tightly around him as he drove wildly into me.

“OH YES LOVER!!!” I screamed out in ecstasy. My stomach muscles contracted tightly and my pussy shudder violently, the juices from my climax soaking his cock, running down my leg.

“Oh my God…” He groaned, thrusting again harder and exploded deep inside me.

His body shook against mine and he let go of my wrists bringing his hands down to cup the cheeks of my ass. The weight of his body against me kept us pressed to the shower wall. My arms went around him, embracing him tightly to me with both of us panting and trembling against each other. We stayed there for the longest time, silently, letting the waves of passion ebb slowly.

“You sure know how to start Christmas Eve off right, Robby.” I said cupping his chin in my hands and my eyes filled with love gazing into his. “Have I told you how much I love you lately?”

“Everyday Sam, and I’ll never get tired of hearing it.” He replied softly and brushed his lips across mine. “Now, we better finish our shower before the water gets cold. And I think there might be a few kids getting anxious for breakfast.” He released me, letting me down gently and took the wash cloth, soaping it up.

“Are you sure they aren’t the only ones hungry?” I laughed, knowing how hungry he usually got after intense sessions of lovemaking.

“I’m always hungry baby, but not always for food.” He kidded. “Now turn around and let me wash your back. Then you can do mine, and only washing, no playing. Same rules apply here as at your place.”

“Yes and damn how I love breaking them with you!” I giggled.

We laughed and teased, but did manage to finish our shower without any more playing and before the water turned cold. We both got dressed, me putting on a pair of brown pants with a white and brown sweater and wearing a beige thong and lacey bra underneath; he put on brown slacks with a cream color pullover sweater. After several more hugs and kisses we went and greeted the kids who were already dressed.

The kids were excited about the snow and wanted to know what we were going to do for the day. Instead of cooking, we decided to go out for breakfast at a nearby restaurant and we all put on our coats, bundling up to walk in the snow. Robby put his arm around me while we walked saying he didn’t want me to slip on the snow and I also think he actually liked the feel of my fur coat.

The snow was coming down lightly, making the city a blanket of white across it. There were lots of people out, like us planning to do last minute shopping and enjoying the snow as much as we were. We went and enjoyed breakfast, the kids were laughing and talking up a storm, excited by the holiday and the snow. Robby and I kept giving each other looks, feeling their excitement along with them. Every once in awhile I would feel his leg rub up across mine, and I would catch him wink at me.

After we enjoyed our breakfast we stopped at a few stores to finish up our shopping. It was almost 3:00pm by the time we headed back to his place, and when we were walking past the park, we could hear the happy sounds of singing carolers.

“Should we join the carolers for awhile, Samantha?” Robby asked with a broad smile.

“You know I don’t sing, Robby.” I laughed. “But if you want to, I wouldn’t mind hearing you sing.”

“Aghh…cough… I think I‘ll pass on that too. Why don‘t we just listen to them for a bit then?” He chuckled and I giggled leaning against him.

We stood listening while Rena and Tricia decided to build a snowman. Rob took all our bags and said he would meet us back at home since he wanted to make a few phone calls. Robby kept watching the girls and I could see the twinkling in his eyes. Finally, not being able to resist himself, he reached down and grabbed a hand full of snow. He made a small snowball and threw it at Tricia who in turn yelled, then giggled and made one of her own, throwing it at her dad. It wasn’t long before I watched all of them laughing and giggling enjoying their snowball fight. I reached down and grabbed some snow, packing it into a snowball and threw it at Robby, hitting him on his ass.

“Oh, so you want to play too, Sammy.” He said, turning around and I saw the gleam in his eyes as he reached down to get some snow.

I got the distinct impression by his look that I was in trouble and I quickly reached down and got more snow. Before I had a chance to throw any I felt several snowballs hit my backside and was soon being attacked by all three of them.

“No fair, three against one.” I giggled managing to throw another one, but since I did it quick and wasn’t really looking, my aim was off. It hit Robby in the groin, not hard, but had to be cold and I saw a shocked smile come across his face. “Oops!” I couldn’t help but giggle.

“Oh, that’s how it’s going to be huh?” He replied with a smirk. He picked up more snow but instead of throwing it started walking towards me, smiling. The girls were laughing and went back to their snowman.

“I’m sorry… I really didn’t…. mean to…” I said still giggling backing away from him.

“I can hear how sorry you are, babe.” He said, continuing to get closer.

“Now Robby… behave yourself… It was just a little snow.” I laughed and began to move away from him more quickly. “What’s wrong is it a little cold?” I asked, almost hysterical from laughing and then I took off running away from him.

 

[Miltone]

Senator Robert Holmes

“Try to run away from me, will you?” I shouted out as I ran off after Samantha.

She was fast and had a quick lead, but once I got my long stride going, she had little chance and I soon caught up to her. She ducked behind a big old tree and dodged from side to side keeping just out of my reach. Just as I nearly grabbed her, she darted off in a different direction. Stumbling in the snow after her, I managed to keep my balance and lunged forward to grab at her coat.

“Robby!” she screamed loudly as I took hold of her collar with one hand and tried to stuff the snow down her back. “Robby! Don’t! Robb-yyyyyy!” she screamed as I managed to shake the snow down her back. She screamed and wiggled wildly as the snow worked its way down her back. She tried grabbing my arm and pulling my hand from her, but I held on tightly and scooped up another big handful of snow. She turned about, facing me, grabbing my arm with both hands trying to pry my hand from her coat. “Now, Robby … Lover,” she said sweetly, out of breath and barely able to control her laughter. She looked at the big handful of snow and began to plead. “Please, Honey, don’t you think that’s enough? I got you once and you just got me back … so we’re even now, right?”

”I’m not too sure of that, Miss Davis,” I said, holding fast to her coat. “That snowball you threw was very big and it hit me in a strategic place and made me very cold and wet,”

“But it was an accident, Honey … Sweetheart … Love of my Life …” she went on.

“So you think I should put this down?” I asked looking at the huge mound of snow in my hand.

“Yes, please put it down,” she said, calming down but still laughing a bit.

“Oh, all right,” I said, sounding a little resigned. “I’ll put it down … I’ll put it down all right.”

“Good!” Samantha said, standing up straight and ceasing her struggle to escape my clutches.

“I’ll put it down,” I said looking at the snow, then back at her. “I’ll put it down all right … I’ll put it down your sweater!”

I quickly pulled her to me and lightning quick stuffed my hand with the snow down the front of her coat, past her scarf and down into the neckline of her sweater.

“You bastard!” she screamed loudly again as the snow met the warm soft skin of her body. She shook her body and wiggled trying to shake the snow out of her clothes. “Oh, you … you … you!”

Still holding onto her and letting out an evil laugh, I reached down for another scoop of snow and managed to stuff it inside her coat despite her wiggling and struggling. This time I slipped my hand inside her fur and worked the snow down her sweater.

“Robby, you son of a …” she cried out, trying to pull her clothes away from her body and shake the snow free. “You know better!”

“Yes I do, Sweetheart,” I said with another evil chuckle. “But I couldn’t help it. Here let me help you.” I let go of Samantha, pulled off my gloves and reached inside her coat to help her. I could feel the cold snow that hadn’t melted working down under her sweater. I tried pulling her sweater away from her body, but slipped as I did so and ended up sneaking my hands up underneath. I could feel how damp she was from the melted snow as I guided my hands up reaching the swell of her breasts inside the damp lace of her bra.

“Robert! Are you helping me or just trying to feel up my boobs?”

“Um, just checking to see if you’ve caught a chill, dear,” I said, dragging my fingers over her erect nipples. “And oh, my goodness! What a chill you’ve caught!”

“And it’s all your fault!” she said and pushed at my chest.

I slipped again and began to fall backward. Reaching toward her to steady myself, I ended up tumbling onto my back in the snow and brought her down on top of me.

“Are you all right?” I asked as we looked around ourselves. My hands were still up underneath her sweater and began to work their way toward her breasts again. “You’re still chilled I see.”

“Just because you’re feeling me up with those cold fingers of yours,” she laughed. As my fingers toyed with her erect nipples, she took my head in both hands, leaned forward and kissed me, her tongue quickly prying my cool lips apart.

“Oh, Samantha,” I said as she trailed her kisses off to my cheek and neck. “I think I should get you home as soon as possible and warm you up before you catch your death a cold.”

“Oh, yes, Senator,” she sighed as she nibbled on my ear. “Warm me up!”

I cupped her breasts and squeezed them gently, feeling her grind her hips on top of mine. Her lips found mine again and we exchanged a long deep wet kiss that began to warm up both of us. But then I heard the sound of Rena’s voice calling out.

“Momma! Momma! Come see our snowman!”

We broke off our kiss and looked over to see Rena and Tricia scampering over through the snow toward us.

“Come on, Daddy!” shouted Tricia.

Samantha and I gathered ourselves up and got up from the snow. As Samantha brushed off my back I didn’t see her reach down and grab a handful of snow and stick it down the back of my neck.

“Paybacks, Robby!” she giggled, then took off with the girls toward where they had erected their snowman.

I shook the snow out of my clothes and quickly joined them. We stood for a few moments in the Christmas Eve twilight admiring their handiwork. Since it was getting late, we headed back home, and Samantha tucked her arm inside mine.

“I guess I owe you one,” I admitted with a laugh.

“I think you owe me more than one, Senator,” Samantha giggled. “Especially if you want to stay on Santa’s good side. I don’t think he’s left the North Pole yet.

“I’ll be sure to make it up to you,” I remarked. “Maybe later on tonight.”

“I’m counting on it,” Sam answered with a wink.

 

[Tammi]

Samantha Davis

He hugged me too him, both of us giggling like children and walked back to his place. I was already beginning to feel a chill from the snow melting making my clothes rather damp and I started walking faster.

“What’s your hurry, Sam?” He asked grinning, pulling me tighter against him. “A little cold and wet? Need some warming up?”

“Actually Senator, what I need right now is to get out of these wet clothes.” I whispered in his ear.

“Well I’d be more than happy to help you with that, Miss Davis.” He replied and slipped his hand inside my coat. Before I had a chance to stop him, his gloved hand went to the hem of my sweater and pushed it up to where he was cupping my breast.

“Damn you, Robby!” I huffed, pulling my sweater back down.

“But honey, I thought you said…” There was a shimmer in his eyes and devilish grin on his face as he spoke.

“You knew what I meant and I know what you were thinking.” I said, squinting my eyes and turning up my lip, warning him.

“Didn’t anyone ever tell you what could happen when you make faces like that?” He asked with a chuckle, quickly changing the subject. He leaned down and gave me a quick kiss just as we reached the door to his building. “After you, Miss Davis.” He said, holding the door open for the two girls and myself. I laughed softly shaking my head at him and walked inside.

The girls took off to go wrap what they had bought and Rob was laying on the couch watching a football game on television. I quickly took off for the bedroom and was not surprised Robby followed me, shutting the bedroom door behind him. He quickly took off his gloves, jacket and pulled his sweater over his head, baring his chest.

“Oh, so I wasn’t the only one that was getting a little cold.” I laughed, dropping my coat on the bed.

“I’m not cold Samantha, believe me.” He replied in a soft and seductive voice. Taking only two steps he stood in front of me, his hands went to the hem of my sweater and he pulled it up over my head. He immediately embraced me and I felt the warmth of his chest against mine, making me feel a delightful shiver down my spine.

“Oh my, you do feel nice and warm Robby.” I purr softly in his ear, reaching my hands around his chest to draw him closer. “I wonder what kept you so warm even after that snow?”

“Thoughts of this my dear.” He whisper and brought his lips to mine in a long deep kiss that melted my heart. At the same time I felt his fingers playing along my back and with just two flicks of his thumbs, the clasp of my bra was unhooked.

“Mmmmm, Senator, are you being naughty again.” I remarked, backing slightly away from him.

“Just helping you out of these wet things, Miss Davis.” He said, reaching for the straps of my bra and slowly slipped them down my arms. “You did say you couldn’t wait. I just thought my helping you would be quicker.” His hands went to my breasts, cupping them and gently pulled my bra off, flinging it on the bed. He then returned his hands to my pert nipples, circling them with his thumbs.

“Quicker at warming me up you mean?” I giggled, reaching my hands to the belt on his pants and unbuckling it. “I’m not the only one who needs to get out of some wet clothes you know.”

I slowly worked his zipper down, while he continued caressing my breasts and nipples. Both of us were smiling with our eyes gazing deep into the others. I ran the tips of my fingers above the waistband of his slacks and hooked them in the sides. Not letting my eyes off his, I stooped down and pulled them along with his boxers down to his ankles.

“Uhm… and now who is doing the warming up?” He asked with a broad smile on his face, stepping out of his pants.

“Am I warming you up, Robby. Are you sure?” I teased, slowly standing up, while my hands caressed up the insides of his legs. I felt him tremble and I looked down for a brief second. “Oh yes, it does look like you’re warming up very nicely.” I said and ran my hand back and forth across his semi hard erection.

“Well that’s one way to make me get you out of your clothes quickly.” He replied having now unzipped my pants. “And I really should check just to see how warmed up you’ve gotten, don’t you think?” He stooped down, pulling my pants down and ran his hand between my legs, up and down across my panties. “Hmmmm, Samantha are these wet from the snow?”

“Not anymore.” I gasped feeling his fingers now rubbing the material of my panties against my warm slit.

“But they are indeed wet and you did say you wanted out of your wet clothes.” He looked up at me with a twinkle in his eye at the same time pulling my panties down where I stepped out of them. “Now isn’t that better?” He asked when he stood up. Before I had a chance to answer, he embraced me, with one hand at my back and his other on my ass.

“Well I must say this for you, Senator. You sure know how to warm a girl up.” I replied softly and put my hand on the back of his neck, pulling him towards me. Our lips met again, with warm, wet, sweet kisses and I could feel his stiff member pressing against my very warm pussy.

“Do you know what else will warm you up, Miss Davis?” He asked, whispering in my ear.

“What would that be, Senator?” I giggled, swaying my hips, feeling his hand now squeezing my ass.

“A nice warm bubble bath and while you’re taking one, I’m going to go start dinner.” He said and released me. I stood, actually shocked, considering what my thoughts of warming up were. He laughed softly and brought his fingers to my chin, lightly grabbing it. “No pouting now, Santa is watching, remember? And we do have kids to feed and a church service to attend to.”

“Yes, I do remember, and you best remember you still owe me one. Actually two now.” I replied and started walking away from him, hearing him take a deep breath as he watched me. Just when I reached the bathroom door I turned with a taunting smile letting him see my eyes gaze lustfully over his naked body. “But in case you need an inspiration for later, I plan on wearing something very special underneath my dress, and Senator, there won’t be any panties to put in your pocket this time.” I smiled sensuously at him, blew him a kiss and then went to take a nice steamy bubble. I giggled to myself, hoping my words had left him with some very warm thoughts.