This time of year can be stressful for some people. As I watch many of my friends hop from one holiday party to the next with heightened holiday anxiety (HHA). Or when I hear from a family member about some rather unpleasant (insert gory) shopping fiasco, while they search for perfect gifts, I start to feel a bit vertigenous. I take a deep breath in and let it out very, very slowly; letting my mind wander off to the simple pleasures found in the holiday season:Getting caught under the mistletoe, unexpectedly with a very attractive stranger, a friend, or both. Being naked in front of a roaring fire sipping egg nog, while reading something erotic, as the cheeks of my ass feel hot and look pretty and pink. Deciding that my list of gifts to be purchased will be minutes of pleasure given instead. Calling in sick on a cold winter morning, and staying in bed all day with a lover. Trimming the tree wearing nothing but shiny, red stilettos and a Santa's hat. Christmas Caroling in skimpy lingerie beneath a thick, warm coat. Biting the arms and legs off the gingerbread men, before leisurely licking off their vanilla frosted boxer shorts. And finally, going to see Santa Claus and whispering into his ear just what I want, while sitting on his lap sans panties.
Simple and Erotic -
Neve
p.s. The Santa mug above can be purchased here via Etsy.
