" She decided.June and company finally arrived at their destination, jolly old Saint Nick, sitting in a large throne-like chair. By this time, June ha...d become more explicit in her wants, "I need to get fucked. Seriously fucked." She thought to herself with determination.Santa looked up from June's niece who was sitting on his knee as she prattled off all the dolls she wanted for Christmas. He studied June for a moment. June's heart nearly dropped to her feet. Had she spoken aloud? She looked. "Well, I brushed it off and went on but, actually, in the back of my mind, I was attracted to Scott. His tanned good looks, his lovely demeanor, his strong confidence in who he was. He was not the beer-gut slob sitting around watching monster truck tournaments all weekend, he was a fit, sexy man and he was right next door. Well, look, I'm human. And in those jogging shorts, he looked good.I even fantasized about taking something over and going through his back gate and catching him naked out by. That choice I suspect was made in about 30 seconds after the couple arrived and Jan got a look at Ellen a very striking professional woman that had a way about her that was natural and comforting to anyone she met. We talk over some more wine and Ted and Ellen shared they had been swinging for about 3 years and found it added to their sex life immensely, keeping it fresh and vibrant with new ideas coming into it all the time. I could tell Jan was totally taken by both Ted and Ellen and. I smiled inwardly at the thought that she might be worried my knife skills might not be up to it. Award winning pastry chef and all that.I ran the point of the shiv up the inside of her thigh, revelling in the way that she not only trembled at the sharp scr****g of the tip on her skin, but actually tried to move her thighs even further apart to get away from it. Flipping it over at the last minute, I pressed the handle against her slit, visible as a shiny moist line in the dim room. Rolling the.