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Festive First-Time

... present my white sofa to her. "Thank you." She took her festive coat off and folded it over her arm before sitting down. I felt jealous seeing the white couch cushion contort and get swallowed up under her big gorgeous plump butt as she sat all her weight down on it. I've never wanted to be a seat so bad in my life! "Let me take that for you." I smiled, holding my hand out for her coat. "Thanks." She smiled back at me, handing me her fur-trimmed coat. I went and hanged it up on the coat hook by the front door. "Would you like a drink? We could either have that wine you bought with you, or if you don't fancy drinking just yet, I make a nice cup of tea." I asked. "Tea for now, thanks love." She nodded. I made our brews and sat down beside her. We was just chatting small-talk at first, and then moved on to talking about what we did at Christmas. After our teas, we moved on to the wine, sharing the big bottle between us. We talked more about Christmas, I was listening with such wonder as she spoke about all the food she ate on Christmas Day. "Woah, I love a woman who can put it away!" I cheekily beamed, which made her laugh. "I sure can put it away! Of course it's not the putting the food in that's bad, it's the things that come out that are bad!" She chuckled. "Oh yeah?" I respond, eager to hear all about it. "All that rich food, well I was farting like a thoroughbred!" She chuckled. "Better out than in!" I wrinkled up my nose and giggled like a schoolgirl. "That's my motto!" ...

... She laughed. "Doesn't rich food make them smell?" I asked, still grinning. "I say! I'm sure my usual wind wouldn't win any beauty prizes in perfume anyway, but these ones I was letting off could have put down an elephant!" She heartedly laughed. "Wow...!" I stared in wonder and admiration before giggling again. "The worse was last night though, on my way back home." She admitted. "Oh, do tell?" I smiled eagerly. She then told me about her encounter with a cab driver, how she stunk up his cab really bad with her sprout-fuelled gas, and was then kicked out of it for being so smelly... "-so then, when he turned his head back round to look out his window, he was faced with my fat arse and I blew off a real loud stinker, right in his face!" She burst out laughing. "Oh my God!" I erupted with laughter. "That showed him!" I continued to laugh. "I know, that'll teach him for being a scrooge." She smugly smiled and then chuckled. "Yeah, but if that's what being a scrooge gets you, then I'd have to start hating Christmas!" I giggled. "Oh, you want to have your face farted-on?" She creased her nose, raising her eyebrow. I suddenly stopped giggling, and felt rather embarrassed that I let that slip out. "Um- only if it's your ass doing the farting..." I nervously grinned at her, I felt my cheeks starting to blush. She softly giggled. "That can be arranged." She winked at me. My grin grew bigger. "So did you get everything you wanted for Christmas?" She suddenly asked me, knocking me off my ...