Merry Christmas - Sex Stories

Merry Christmas

A Christmas Present My bath was just starting to cool down when I heard a car coming down the drive to the house. It was my best friend, Holly, coming to visit and right on time, as usual. I smiled to myself and got out of the whirlpool, drying off as I heard her make her way inside and upstairs towards my room. "Katie?" she asked as she came into the bedroom. "In here, Holly," I replied as I moved over to the shower stall. She walked through the open door as I got in the shower and reached for my razor. "I'm still getting ready. I wasn't expecting you quite so soon," I lied. Holly sat down on the makeup chair and watched me through the open glass door. I was sitting on the built- in shower seat soaping my legs and shaving them. Looking up at her, I smiled and said "Sorry. I felt like relaxing and took a bit long in the tub." She gave me one of her lovely smiles. "That's alright, I can wait." She pushed her long dark hair away from her face as she glanced down to look in her purse. Holly's a lovely woman, slim, about my height, with a girlish figure and a lightness of movement that always draws a second look from men -- and quite a few women. I've known Holly since we were roommates in college. We were instant friends when we met and have stayed so ever since. Despite my wildness in college and the trouble it inevitably caused her, Holly's always been there for me through thick and thin. Even eight years later she was still my best friend. It was only two days ago that she ...

... had finally confessed her secret to me. We'd been drinking and messing around online with a few friends when I decided it was time to jump in the hot tub outside. Casual nudity in front of her is nothing new for me, but when I started stripping down and challenged her to a race to the tub she blushed and fumbled with her clothes. I hadn't really thought about it, but I realized then it'd always been me nude, not Holly; at least not often. "Come on, silly!" I teased and ran out the french doors, across the balcony and down the stairs to the patio and the hot tub. I was almost in the tub when I heard her bare feet padding down the stairs and looked back to see her coming quickly towards me. I hopped in the tub and caught a quick glimpse of her nudity as she slid in too. "You forgot these, Katie," she said and proudly held up a bottle of champagne and two glasses. I laughed. "Oh, and I thought you were just being shy." She turned away from me, popping open the champagne and I realized my best friend was blushing. After we finished the bottle I was getting weepy. My marriage was in a rough spot, I was tired and d***k, and I just needed a shoulder to cry on. I spilled out all my feelings, cried a bit, and leaned against her. She was holding me and telling me things would work out. Holly got me out of the tub, helped me dry off, and walked me back to the bedroom. She was so kind, so gentle, and I just needed that so badly that I started crying all over again. She pulled back the bed ...