Christmas Wood (Erotic Story Excerpt)
It’s her annual holiday hook ups that she always looks forward to the most….
I timidly turned the knob of the bathroom door to find out if Brian had locked it. My heart pounded and a smile crept onto my face when I discovered that he hadn’t. I peeked through the crack of the slightly-opened door to find Brian standing in front of the sink, pants and underwear around his ankles, stroking a throbbing hard on.
“Brian,” I whispered. “Do you need some help with that?”
“Francis, get in here,” he whispered back.
I tiptoed into the bathroom and slowly closed the door so my parents wouldn’t hear it.
“What the hell took you so long?” he asked me. “Your parents are going to think I have some serious gastrointestinal problems, I’ve been in here so long!”
“Don’t worry, this won’t take long,” I said as I wiggled off my panties and hiked up my short, red, Christmas dress.
“I thought you might be actually using the bathroom,” I said, still whispering. I hoped that Mom and Dad were too engrossed in the movie — even though they had seen it a million times — to notice how long we were gone. I locked the door just in case.
