"Bette please…"

"Just sit down," I said smiling.

She sighed and sat down on the bed. I chose the perfect moment, she looked so sexy in those lacy black undergarments. I handed her a frame face down. She turned it over and gasped.

"Oh my God," she said, "it’s beautiful. Who did this?"

It was a charcoal painting of the best pictures of me, Tina, and Angie. I chose ones where we were laughing and were caught by the camera, so it could look natural.

"I did," I said.

"Y-you?" Tina gasped, "but Bette I have never seen you do anything like this. I’ve seen your work but I’ve never…wow, this is amazing."

"You like it?" I said.

"I love it!" Tina cried setting it down on the bedside table, "it’s the best gift ever." She stood to hug me but I stopped her.

"There’s one more thing," I said.

"Oh Bette this is enough," Tina said. "Really you shou…"

I dropped my robe. The bow was placed on my stomach and the ribbons ran down my legs. I saw her eyes widen and her mouth water.

I smirked and said in a low sexy tone, "I’ve been a very naughty girl this year Mrs. Claus, I should get punished."

I heard a low moan and then I felt the impact of her lips against mine and the wall behind my back.

You need to be home with me
Alone with me
Holding me next to the Christmas tree
Kissing under the mistletoe
As candles blow
Please come home soon
It’s not the same without you

I moaned and she ripped the bow off and lifted my legs so that they were firmly around her waist. She moaned against my lips as she felt my wetness against her stomach.

She lowered me down slightly, using the wall for support and started grinding her hot core against mine in a slow delicious movement. I moaned deeply and gripped her shoulders. Her lips moved down to my throat, she kissed it slowly then started sucking on the spot she knew drove me insane.

"Ahh," I moaned clawing at her bra straps. I managed to unhook the bra and she backed away slightly to take it off. Once bare she lunged forward and took one of my hardening nipples into her mouth. She circled the nub with her tongue then flicked it again and again with the rapid movement of her tongue. It was a vision of what was to come.