Revenge, Pt 9: Christmas Presents - Sex Stories

Revenge, Pt 9: Christmas Presents

... connection. Mom knew that all this emotion was an act, but seeing us play along with it meant that we were friends again, something that I'm sure our parents were overjoyed to see. Mom waved away our laughter while trying not to break out in tears, and we got around to opening the rest of our presents. We had a large extended family, so we mostly got a lot of spending money from Aunts, Uncles, and cousins who had too many names on their mailing list to bother buying specific items for each individual. However this year, in amongst the cash and various gift vouchers, I opened a very expensive looking digital camera from an Aunt on my Dad's side. I spent a few minutes playing with it and looking at the instructions before setting it aside and moving on to the next present, as is a world-wide Christmas tradition for everyone with a big family, I'm sure. Afterwards my Mom took me aside. "I know you don't really need a camera. I mean, there's probably one on your phone." said Mom, "But try to use it a few times, maybe send her some pictures you've taken. Show her you appreciate it." "I'll sure I'll find some use for it." I told her. I picked it up again. "Well why don't you start right now?" she asked, "Alright everyone, over by the fireplace!" She tore Rose and Dad away from their discussion about soccer, a passion they shared. They were both clinging to a soccer themed calendar Dad had gotten from his brother and heatedly debating the details of the last seasons team ...

... structures. The three of them lined up and I set the camera on a timer. I walked over and stood beside Mom, only for Rose to yank me over to her side, clinging on to my arm. When the flash went off my smile and look of surprise were completely genuine. After admiring my new camera's impressive definition, we all stretched out in front of the TV, Mom stoked the fire and Dad made us all hot chocolate and brought in a plate of mince pies. It was the first time in a long while I'd felt like our family was whole again. I started to wonder why every Christmas hadn't been like this. "Don't forget, we're having Jessica and her parents over for dinner tomorrow." my mom suddenly announced, "So leave something for dessert." Oh. Right. Jessica. == We were all dressed our best when Jessica and her parents, Alice and Bob, arrived. Jessica was wearing a lovely little blue dress that was long enough to be decent, but still showed off her legs wonderfully. Alice was wearing a similar shaped dress, but in a dark green. I haven't talked much about Alice before, but she was essentially an older, more mature version of Jessica. They had very similar faces, but her eyes were brown instead of Jessica's vivid green. And her tits were a lot smaller too, but that wasn't something I noticed until puberty. We sat down and ate the re-heated remains of our Christmas dinner, like always. We always ended up cooking too much, and it was almost as good the second time as the first. The parents always had wine while ...