Lily couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the tree in their living room. "A white Christmas?" she said, smiling at her husband, Michael. He grinned back at her, clearly excited about his surprise. She was touched by the thoughtful gift and eagerly began to help him decorate the tree with ornaments.
As they worked side by side, their fingers sometimes brushing against each other by accident, Michael's enthusiasm fueled Lily's desire. She was wearing a short, festive dress which hugged her curves in all the right places. Underneath the dress, her lace thong tickled her skin while Michael's muscular build and Christmas-themed tank top hinted at what could come next.
Tension was growing between them, and as Lily stepped away from the tree to admire their work together, Michael reached out to draw her back closer. His arm br His arm brushed against hers as they walked down the crowded street.
