They left the bedroom Beth leading the way, and Chris followed with his gaze attached to her short Santa top and the edge just covering her ass. He would love to pull that Santa top up just a few more inches and get on Santa’s naughty list.
Amazingly, that list was a lot closer to adding his na than Chris knew. As Beth entered the front room, she saw the decoration boxes open on the floor and went to them bending over. Her Santa suit rose up her hips as Beth flipped open a box. Chris was absolutely stunned by what he saw.
The red panties.
The sa red panties he rembered so well from under the stairs she had on. They were the perfect matching value and hue of red as the Santa suits they both wore.
The soft curving slope of the cheeks of her ass was like the velvet surface inside a diamond jewelry box. And the cut was very French. The innocent slightly naughty sexiness of her panties was stunning and Chris literally lost his breath.
He didn’t realize he had lost his swallowing control also, until he tried to drink a sip of wine and imdiately choked. "UGG HAKKK" he coughed.
"You okay?" Beth had to struggle to suppress her laughter as she stood and turned. She had purposely let him see her panties. Sothing in her sexy mind had told her Santa’s naughty list was a nice place to be and teasing Chris with her panties might just be the way to get there.
"I’m okay." Chris said as he regained his composure. His outer deanor seed calm, but inside he was doing flips that would make an astronaut deny gravity. Maybe it was gravity he felt pushing into the pillow below his belt. He took a couple steps to Beth.
"Should I do it again? Should I bend and show Chris my panties again?" Thought Beth. "Oh yes, just one more ti. but real quick. He’s so much closer now. Close enough he could almost touch my panties." The innocent exposure of her panties was sothing she had always fantasized about but never really acted on.
At least she had never actually planned anything. It had happened a few tis accidentally and always when she beca aware, she had modestly changed positions.
When it had happened she had liked it. It surprised her to admit it actually excited her. Now, with Chris, she was pushing the excitent to a higher level. She felt a familiar prickle in her pussy.
Deliberately, Beth turned back to the boxes of decorations and in one motion bent down and picked up a box from the floor. Her Santa top rode up over her bottom just like it did before giving Chris another closer up eye pleasing view of her red panties.
A weak heart would have died with a smile at the closeness and luxurious vision Chris had of her red velvet encased ass.
Her mont was quick, but it captured Chris’s gaze so tightly that he couldn’t look away in ti before Beth turned and confird his stare. "Oh I’m sorry." She said innocently as she stood upright with the box.
"Sorry?" Chris ekly said.
"I forgot how short this top is."
"Oh, I uh..." Chris mumbled. He didn’t know what to say. He wanted to say, "Don’t be sorry, you have the hottest ass on earth."
Beth let the mont hang in the air. "I don’t mind if you look." "You don’t?" Chris was surprised.
"No. I don’t. I can tell you are a really nice guy and wouldn’t take advantage of an innocent girl." She paused for a mont. She stepped forward closer to Chris with just the box between them. In a shy little girl’s voice she added, "If I tell you a secret, will you promise not to tell anybody?"
"I won’t tell anybody. I promise." Chris sincerely replied as his cock felt uncomfortable being fully erect and pushed down his leg by the pillow.
"Soti, I kind of like it knowing a guy is looking at my panties." "You do?" Chris was shocked but pleased.
"Yes. I do. It makes get all squishy down there thinking about it."
Chris liked the way she used the word ’squishy’. He knew what she ant, but he wanted to hear it co from her lips again. "Squishy?"
"Yeah, Squishy. I get really squishy when I’m excited." Just to add a little emphasis, Beth raised a finger to her mouth and ran it over her lips letting her tongue sneak out and wet it.
"Oh yeah. Squishy. Wow. That is really aweso." Chris’s cock twitched and if he didn’t get it straightened up and out of those tight white briefs soon he wouldn’t be able to walk.
"Can I ask you sothing Chris?" "Yes."
"I hope you don’t think I’m naughty, but would you like to see how squishy I get?"
"Oh yes. Yes!"
Beth stepped back half a step, and taking the bottom hem of her Santa top, she lifted it high to her breasts and exposed the front of her panties.
"I must have died and gone to heaven. This must be a dream." Chris thought, as this beautiful creature stood before him holding her top up to show him the most gorgeous red panties he had ever imagined.
The perfect triangle of a lingerie ad was within his reach. The light in the room made the rich red fabric shimr. He could see a few tiny tendrils of her dark hair out the sides.
His eyes drank in every stitch, while gradually being drawn to a darker richer hue of red in the tiny bottom point of her panties where Beth’s ’Squishiness’ had seeped through. When she finally lowered her top back down, she had a naughty girlish smile.
"Oh my god Beth, your panties are incredible."
"Thanks. I like knowing you like them Chris."
"I do. I really do. They look great."
"Do they look wet?"
"Yeah, a little."
"They feel wet and I think they are getting wetter." She giggled. Then added, "Can I ask you another question?"
"Yeah. Sure."
"Are you getting it?" Beth’s voice trailed off and she acted shy. Then she spoke again in a lower whisper, "Are you hard Chris?"
"Oh yeah." His answer reminded him of the ache in his pants. "And damned uncomfortable. My dick is killing ." He reached down and attempted to rearrange his erection, but the pillow was still an obstacle.
"Oh I’m sorry. That must be awful. It’s okay if you need to do sothing to get comfy." Beth spread one leg slightly to the side. Just the slight movent stretched her panties across her clit and gave her a wonderful sensation.
"I really can’t with this pillow." "Can I help?"
"Sure."
Beth stepped forward to him. She let her breasts push into his pillow covered belly as her hands undid the wide black plastic belt. She looked up into his eyes and softly spoke, "Do you think I’m naughty?" Before Chris could answer, she pulled the belt from his waist free.
"Yes. Beth is Santa’s naughty helper."
Beth smiled. She undid his buttons hidden under the white vertical trim.
As she opened his shirt by pulling the joining parts aside, she felt Chris’s hand move to her breast and he began caressing it through her Santa Top. "Oooh Santa feels my titty. Find my little naughty nipple, darling."
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