Mail Order Spy: Snowfall - Sex Stories

Mail Order Spy: Snowfall

... as he played with it. When he accidentally dropped it, she knew it was time and placed him comfortably into his crib, and he quickly fell asleep.

When she made her way to her daughter’s room, she heard a car, likely a taxi, pull up onto her driveway. Then she heard the familiar voice of her husband wishing the taxi driver ‘Merry Christmas’, followed by incoming footsteps, and finally the front door deadbolt opening.

Amanda’s husband entered quietly, locked the door, and silently made his way up the stairs; she waited outside their daughter’s room until he saw her, at which point she put a finger to her lips and pointed to their sleeping son’s room. They then entered their daughter’s room, who hugged her father, then took a gift from her Advent calendar before passing out in bed.

“Hurry up and get washed,” Amanda told her husband, then added, “I have a surprise for you.”

Further south, in the secluded hills of Los Altos, Malcolm parked his car in a quiet area off the road, as Giovanna had instructed him to. As he pulled up the hand brake, she quickly turned off the ignition, pulled out the keys, jumped out of the car, and hopped into the back seat; Malcolm could not believe how tired he was, even after a coffee, that he could not intercept her in progress. His internal shaming was interrupted when he felt a gentle kick into the back of the driver's seat.

"Hurry up and get back here," Giovanna said.

Obediently, he got out of the car, checked around to ...

... make sure nobody was around, and then hopped into the back seat as she commanded, whereupon she locked the car doors. Not knowing what to expect, Malcolm turned to her, confused, and she leaned closer to him, their lips just about two inches apart.

"Stop being such a good boy with me,” Giovanna whispered to him.

With that, their lips met, and Malcolm kissed a woman for the very first time. As he opened his mouth, her tongue slipped inside and played with his, and he felt an erection begin to form as he became more aroused. Excited, he placed a hand on her lower leg, and then slid it up over her knee; she let out a gasp of delight, reached over, unzipped his jacket, lifted his sweater and undershirt, and felt his smooth chest and abdominals, noticing how her creamy white Italian flesh contrasted with his light golden Chinese complexion.

Back north, Amanda Xu had changed into a sexy Santa dress with a matching hat, and laid on her marital bed, one leg crossed over the other, awaiting her husband in the hope of impressing him. As he stepped out of the master ensuite, wearing only his boxers, she noted how much weight he had lost as she forced him to accompany her on her exercise regimen; he was looking healthier and more acceptable as a sex partner. She smiled as his eyes lit up when he finally noticed her lying in bed for him.

“Happy holidays,” she whispered, careful to not wake their sleeping children, and smiling seductively at her husband, beckoned him with her ...