Now my mind was racing about what was to happen at dinner. These women had a fantasy about fucking Santa and I was the target. I drove into the East San Jose hills to Amy’s home. It was a nice home overlooking Silicon Valley. We got out of the car and entered the home. Amy and Lisa took off their shoes and their outer clothes. Amy turned to me and said, “We live in a clothing optional home. Lisa and I are usually the only people here so we walk around nude or in underwear. You don’t mind do you?” I watched Amy strip followed by Lisa. They had beautiful bodies. I replied to Amy, “Far be it for me to not follow tradition.” I took off my suit and my underwear as Amy and Lisa watched. The two women smiled at each other licking their lips. Amy told Lisa, “Why don’t you pour Santa a glass of wine while I make dinner?” “Dinner can wait. Right now Santa wants to give Amy a big present of his own.” I said. I reached over and grabbed Amy and pulled her to me. She fell into my arms against. “Here, grab a hold of this.” Ray took the proffered bottle of wine and watched as she straightened up, producing another blanket and a small wicker picnic hamper. “Got some bread and cheese and fruit. And another bottle of wine,” she said, turning to face him. “Should be enough to see us through the afternoon.” Ray nodded. “Okay Helen,” he said. “You seem to have everything covered.” Helen laughed, a throaty almost raucous sound. “And you just can’t wait to get me uncovered, can you?” “No, I can’t,” he answered, a grin spreading across his tanned features. Although three months from his fiftieth birthday, Ray had an impressive frame with only the slightest beginnings of a tummy bulge and his cropped fair hair contained very few strands of grey. “Okay then, my love,” said Helen, having protected her car seat from the sun’s burning rays, “lead the way.” Ray picked up the picnic basket in his right hand, tucked the blanket roll under his left armpit, and held the wine bottle in.
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