The Author's Friends by Shelly Douglas Read Free Book Online

Matt and Peter kept Wally busy, and the guys watched basketball while drinking a beer or two.
    Just before everything was ready, Carla pulled Michael aside.  “Michael - or should I call you Mike like my dad does?” She laughed.  “I just wanted to make sure you know how happy you’ve made me these past couple of months.”  Carla kissed him for emphasis.  “I know this isn’t your holiday, and I appreciate you celebrating our traditions.”
    “It’s been a long time since I’ve been with a group so special and loving to each other.  Someday I will share with you how I grew up, but not today.  Between you and your family, everything is much too perfect.”  Michael put his arms around Carla and hugged her tightly. 
    “Be a good boy and tell the rest of the men that dinner is ready.”  Carla’s voice was firm but sweet.
    “Is that an order?”  Michael asked with a raised eyebrow.
    “It just might be the only one I get away with today.”
    Compared to the morning, the afternoon was equally as exceptional.  The conversation became pretty calm as the day wore on. Everyone seemed to be running out of steam due to the early start. 
    “Michael, you and Wally were the hit of the day.” Carla beamed petting the puppy’s head as they drove home.
    *****
    “How much fun did you have on this holiday, my little princess?” Richard asked as he walked past the bed and grabbed Dana by the waist.
    “It was almost surreal for me.  You kept volleying my mind back and forth from woman to little girl.” She giggled, snuggling into his lap.  “Which reminds me - I didn’t thank you properly for all the new crayons and coloring books.”
    “Don’t thank me, Sugar Pop. Santa brought them.” He winked and tapped her on the nose.
    “I would love to be a big girl tonight, if it’s okay with you.”
    Without another word, Richard reached under her short, flirty skirt and lowered her cotton panties down to her knees. 
    “Aren’t you going to take them all the way off?” Dana whispered in his ear.
    He flipped her over his knee and gently rubbed her behind.
    “I thought we might start a new tradition.  Instead of a birthday spankin’, it’s a Christmas spankin’.”
    “But I’ve been such a good girl today,” she pouted.  Her behind twitched as the first smack was applied.
    “Okay, then I’ll give you a good girl Christmas spankin’.”  He gently rubbed and spanked both sides of her behind, keeping the blush an even color as his smile widened.
    Dana’s moan was audible as she nuzzled her face on the soft comforter.  Her pleasure was obviously building, along with the moisture in her tender pussy. 
    “You can tell me you don’t like this, but your kitty says otherwise.”  Richard grinned as he traced the wetness forming in her soft folds.
    “Mmm, maybe I should slip on some heels and bend over the bed.  Would a ‘backdoor’ Christmas spanking interest you?”  Dana moved off his lap and slipped into a pair of five-inch high-heeled patent shoes, giving life to her favorite daydream.  Keeping all her clothes on with her panties down around her knees, she slowly and seductively bent over the bed. 
    Richard moved behind her and gently lifted her skirt. 
    “Are you sure you were a good girl today?” He took a deep breath, and tenderly smoothed the glow on each cheek of her beautiful, rounded bottom.
    Dana looked over her shoulder and slowly shook her head no.  Richard paused, and applied the back of his large hand four times to her already rosy behind.
    “My angel is nice and slippery.” His finger met with her drenched skin and spread it over her anus, slightly pushing and teasing the soft rim.
    “Merry Christmas, baby,” she purred watching him reach for the gel lubricant on his end table.
    “Now, are you going to behave and let me in?  Or am I going to have to give you another type of spankin’?”
    “I’ll behave.”  Her voice was muffled by the comforter. 
    Richard’s