By the twinkling lights

Of the Christmas tree, I opened her robe and pulled her close…

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We spent the evening alternately helping the kids hang ornaments on the tree and refereeing arguments over which kid got to hang which ornament on the tree.  Finally, the last ornament was placed on the tree, then I lifted PP to allow her to ceremonially place the angel on the top.  The kids insisted that we turn out all of the lights in the house except for the lights on the tree, which cast a multi-colored glow throughout the living room.  As the kids laid on the floor admiring their handiwork, I whispered in Veronica’s ear, “you know, once we get the kids to bed…”

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Veronica grabbed a quick shower after the kids were asleep, putting on nothing but her robe when she was done.  She emerged from the bathroom to find me lounging in the living room, the only light the soft glow from the tree.  I rise up and meet her, kissing her gently on the forehead and whispering

This has been a wonderful evening

Yes, it has.  Even with the knuckleheads bickering!

And I know the perfect way to finish it

I pull the blanket off the couch and spread it on the floor by the tree.  We sink to the floor, my clothes coming off in the process, kissing each other gently, tenderly even.  I move on top of her and pull her rob open, exposing her creamy white skin and pink nipples.  Kissing my way down her body, I pause briefly to lavish attention on her nipples, then keep moving.  Reaching her delicate sex, I use just the very tip of my tongue to tease her, working up and down.  She spreads her legs wider and moans her approval of my efforts until I abruptly stop.  Moving back up her torso, I kiss her, deeply, sharing her taste with her.  Shifting my hips, I gently thrust, pushing my way into her, eliciting a deep moan of satisfaction from my beautiful, sexy wife.

What follows is nothing more than love-making between a man and woman who know each others every signal, reading each other perfectly, changing pace and depth occasionally, knowing just how to bring each other right to the brink of orgasm.

Then reaching the peak together, indecipherable utterances the only sounds between them.

By the twinkling light of the Christmas tree, there is no other place I’d rather be.

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This is my contribution for this month’s group post, organized by Kimberly aka The Errant Wife.  Veronica is also contributing and has a slightly different take on sex by the light of the Christmas tree…

Check out what these other sexy bloggers were inspired to write based on nothing more than the prompt “By the twinkling lights of the…”

Amy:http://www.moresexchocolateandredlipstick.wordpress.com
Gray – http://mygrayline.blogspot.com
Veronica: http://anothersuburbanmom.blogspot.com
Dangerous Lilly: http://dangerouslilly.com
FG Sakes: http://fgsakes.blogspot.com/
Topaz:          http://topaz-gemology.blogspot.com
BDenied: http://cuckold-husband-bdenied.blogspot.com
Salt and Pepper @ http://cellobiscuit.blogspot.com
Ronjazz: www.ronjazz.blogspot.com
Duchess: http://theduchessissexy.blogspot.com
Petal: http://secretlifeofaslummymummy.blogspot.com/
Autumn    http://autumnmistspeaks.blogspot.com
Barefoot Dreaming: http://dreamingbearfoot.blogspot.com
and Kimberly: http://yourerrantwife.blogspot.com