It was a chilly night late in December. I was out caroling with a group. Although some in the group were good enough singers, others, like Carol, were less musically inclined. But everyone was enjoying it.
Carol was a pretty, tallish, well-proportioned blonde. What she lacked in singing talent, she made up for in enthusiasm. As I would soon learn, Carol did everything enthusiastically.
Unfortunately, right at the moment, Carol was so bundled up that you couldn't tell how pretty she was. She was determined to keep herself nice and warm on this chilly evening.
Carol and I had dated on and off. She was interesting and funny. She was excellent company and very easy on the eyes. She seemed to enjoy my company as well. There was a chemistry and tension between us when we got together. We had explored a little bit, but hadn't gone all the way yet.
We finished caroling. The group was splitting up. Carol looked at me. "You want to drop by for a bit?" she said. I enjoyed Carol's company, so I wasn't about to turn her down.
"OK," I said.
"We'll get warm and cozy," Carol said with a smile. She took my hand as we walked towards her place. Carol opened the door. She kissed me as we entered. As she took her coat off, I noticed that she was dressed in a green dress, red shoes, and a red jacket. Very Christmassy, I thought.
"I like your Christmas decorations," I said.
"Yeah, thanks," she replied. "I like to get in the spirit." She went into her kitchen. "Egg nog?"
"Sounds good."
She flipped the radio on. It was tuned to one of those all-Christmas stations. They were playing all the standard favorites: Silent Night, White Christmas, The Christmas Song, Joy to the World, and the rest. Carol was eagerly singing along.
"Repeat the sounding joy..."
Carol emerged with two large glasses of egg nog and a grin. She sat next to me, her head on my shoulder, still singing along with the radio. I kissed her.
"Mmm," Carol said. She opened her mouth wide. She was almost begging for tongue. She pushed a little bit forward. Almost involuntarily, my tongue met Carol's. Her jacket came off.
Our lips parted. Carol resumed singing along with the radio.
"All I want for Christmas is you." She shot me a glance and a sexy smile. "I like that song," she said.
"Yeah, it's cool," I said, somewhat nonchalantly.
Carol giggled. "Yeah. That song just gets me," she said. She snuggled up to me again. I felt Carol's hand on the inside of my thigh. I put my arm around her.
"Unwrap me," Carol said softly. I began to unzip her dress. She unzipped my pants. Her hand was on my crotch. She kissed me again.
I was beginning to get hard. Carol stood up and slipped her dress off. Her underwear was bright red. She kicked off her red shoes.
Carol sat on my lap. She kissed me hard. Quickly she unbuttoned my shirt. I took it off. She undid my belt. I unhooked Carol's bra. She removed it, revealing her C-cup boobs. I took off my pants.