Super Secret Santa

He had been old enough to see James yelling at her all the time and Becca wanted to protect him from any more heartache.

“I kind of fell into this unexpected life,” she told me. “The gallery works around my schedule with Mark, and I’ve made some great finds for them. I’ve never been one to have a lot of friends, but I found Angela thanks to our sons being close in age. She’s been the most loyal friend I could ask for and she keeps me sane most days.”

Her eyes lit up as she talked about Angela and I was glad she had someone in her life she could count on. I planned to be another such person, if she’d let me, but I could understand her being careful about who she introduced Mark to as a serious suitor.

“And of course, Mark is the most amazing kid,” she continued. “Donna pitches in here and there if I need a break. She’s rather opinionated and overbearing, but otherwise, it just works. We’re comfortable, and I’m in control of my own life. It’s not always easy, but I don’t expect it to be.”

I had been watching her lips as she spoke. They were soft and plump and I couldn’t wait to kiss them. I decided that would be the very next thing on my list to do today.

“Motherhood definitely suits you. You’re raising a great kid.” I leaned towards Becca. “Can I kiss you?”

Instead of answering with words, Becca came forward to kiss me. Her lips were gentle, almost like she was shy. But as my tongue went into her mouth, she got hungrier for me. I pressed her down briefly and looked at her.

“What would you like me to do to you?”

“Everything. Everything I’ve never had.”

“Can I look at you? I had a dream about your body. Can I take your clothes off?”

“Okay, I guess,” she said, rather self-consciously. “But let’s go to my room. I appreciate my new curtains and I think they do a great job of blocking out the world, but I’d still feel more comfortable in the privacy of my bedroom.”

“Good thinking,” I told her, although I didn’t care where we were—I just wanted to see her naked body and make her feel good all over, just like in my shower fantasy.

I let her lead me up the stairs to her bedroom, which was decorated in rich colors and seemed to have an air about it that was different from the rest of the house, all of which had been more functional than beautiful like this room was. There was the smell of incense lingering in the air, a musky sweet fragrance.

Becca pushed me on the bed and stood in front of me as she took her top off, slowly, button by button. Her bra was a deep velvety red. She slid out of her skirt, revealing panties that matched her bra. I imagined her putting them on this morning while thinking about me seeing them, and I smiled.

She slowly turned, showing me the thong and her perfect ass. I couldn’t take not touching her beautiful, curvy body one second longer. I stood up, grabbing her supple ass cheeks. I took her bra off, and turned her, putting her right nipple in my mouth, while stroking the left, rubbing it between my fingers.

She looked just as I had imagined all these years. Better, even.

“You are the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen,” I told her.

I fell to my knees and kissed her ribs, my tongue continuing down her belly, while holding her ass and pulling her closer to me. I picked her up, my hands squeezing her ass while I was still on my knees.

I brought her to the bed while my mouth stayed on her panties. My tongue snuck through her thong and between her soft pussy lips. Becca’s sounds excited me.

“Oh my God, Neil. Yes. Like that. Wow.”

I pushed her further up, until I was on top of her. She was so wet, but I teased her, getting alongside her and kissing her mouth again.

“You taste incredible, Becca. Everywhere.”

Becca’s hand had found my cock, as I kissed her, and she made a slight gasping sound as she gently squeezed it.

“Wow, Neil. This is… wow.”

She held onto it tightly, as if she never wanted to let it go, which I loved. I had already been rock hard but she made me so hard I thought I would burst.

I knew I was bigger than most men. It was running joke since high school gym. The guys on the team joked about my size and said I’d ruin sex for all the women I’d had it with, which they claimed to be half of Manhattan.

But no experience I’d ever had come close to this one. Becca’s soft hand looked so small as it was wrapped about my huge cock. Her eyes looked so happy to see how big I was. I felt I had this dick just to please her, and I was determined to do just that.