Chapter thirty-one

When the kids were asleep Jon and Dot had their own little Christmas party in their bedroom. They’d exchanged nearly all their presents this morning, but there were just some things they wouldn’t open in front of the kids.

“Merry Christmas, darling.” Jon said and placed a small bag with the inscription La Perla on the bed. Dot smiled and when she opened it, she found a black lace negligee which was nearly completely see-through. Only the part for the breast was completely dark and the small string would cover her curls.

“It’s beautiful, Jon.” she said while running her fingers over the small bows and ribbons that where incorporated into the thin lace.

“Will you wear it tonight, darling?” Jon asked and nibbled her neck softly. She sighed and he pulled back surprised.

“What?” he wondered.

“Actually I planned on wearing something else.” She said and watched him with a smug smile. He raised his eyebrows.

“Oh, really? Will I like it?” he asked smiling.

She laughed. “Yeah, I think so. And….it requires that you wear this.” She handed him a small dark green box.

Curious Jon opened it and found a red bow tie nestled in white paper. He chuckled softly and looked at Dot with already darkening eyes.

“Ok, baby. How much time do you need to change?” He was starting to open the buttons of his shirt. Dot laughed.

“Give me half an hour ok?” Jon pouted lightly. “Oh, and lock the door before you undress, Jon.” She added and laughed when he rushed to the bedroom door.

After Dot vanished into the bathroom, Jon stripped off his clothes and put on his bow tie. He shook his head and wondered what she was up to. Waiting anxious he lit some candles and dimmed the light. Why do women always need so much time?

He heard the bathroom door opened and turned around. Oh, shit!

His eyes travelled over his wife’s body and he didn’t mind anymore that it took her so long. She was wearing red leather boots, which stopped shortly before her knee, a red corsage with white soft fur at the edge like you knew it from a Santa Claus outfit. It sparkled and pushed her breast nearly out of the outfit. It all was matched with the ‘tinniest’ string he’d ever seen, deep red lipstick and a red whip.

A whip? Jon’s eyes grew wide when he realized what she’d planned. “Wow, honey. You look…hot!” Jon said and wet his already try lips.

“Well, thank you, but I don’t think this is the correct way to address Mrs. Claus, right? You better stand up.” She moved the whip lightly and Jon hurried to get off the bed. Dot hid her grin when she saw his already proud erection. I knew this would turn him on.

“So, …” Dot walked towards Jon and he gulped when she let the whip ran over his naked chest, over the shoulders and down his back. “…have you been a good or a bad boy last year?” she asked with a stern voice.

“Uhm, well I would say that depends on…” Jon started. Smack. He growled and tried not to move. The whip had hit his ass.

“That doesn’t answer my question.” Dot said and smiled about his darkening eyes and his clenched fists. He was trying hard not to grab her.

“So, good or bad?” she asked and let the whip trail over his now rock hard cock. Jon tensed and a tremble ran through his body. The touch already caused sensation, but when she would hit him there, he would probably collapse. His jaw tightened and he tried to focus on something else. Dot watched him carefully. Was he really thinking she would hit him with the whip there? Why should she damage the merchandise?

“Good or bad?” she whispered close to his ear and Jon growled when her hot breath tickled him.

“Good or bad?” she asked again and cupped his member with her hand.

“Jesus Dot!...” she gave him a stern look. “…bad.” He finally admitted. She smiled.

“That’s what I thought.” She said just seconds before the whip hit his ass again. He inhaled sharply surprised by the sudden pain, but had to admit that it also turned him extremely on. The whip hit him again and he growled low in his throat.

“That’s what bad boys get.” Dot said, but before she could smack him another time, Jon grabbed her wrist and pulled her close to his hot body. His hand connected hard with her ass and Dot gasped surprised when she felt a sting which was immediately soothed by Jon’s hand softly caressing her butt.

“Let me show you why you want a bad boy and not a good one.” He hissed before his mouth crashed down on hers. Dot moaned when his tongue invaded her mouth. His arms pressed her so hard against his body that she could hardly move. One hand was on her ass and held her firm in place. He looped her right leg around his waist and moved his hips so she could feel his erection pressing into her wet flesh. The other hand was placed between her shoulder blades and pressed her breast to him. She moaned loudly when he let go off her lips and kissed, licked and bite her so well exposed breasts.

“God, Jon.” She let her head fell back and gave him better access to her throat and jaw line. With rough fingers he started to open the small hooks of the corsage and Dot was glad she didn’t buy one with cording, because he would have probably taken a knife or scissors and cut it off her body. He did that once almost twenty years ago. When he wanted her skin to skin nothing was allowed to get in his way.

Finally he had opened all the hooks and tossed the corsage on the floor. His mouth attacked her nibbles and she clung helplessly to him while he licked and sucked on them. When he gently bit one, she screamed and her legs went limp. His strong arms held her in place and he continued his sweet torture. When he felt her moving her hips into his erection he stopped and laid her in the middle of their bed. His hands found the soaked little string and he ripped off her body. She gasped and watched him with hungry eyes.

Jon parted her legs wide and crawled on top of her.

“The boots?” Dot asked confused.

He shook his head. “You will wear them for me.” He said and entered her wide open pussy in one long trust. Dot screamed surprised when an orgasms rushed through her body immediately, she didn’t expect that at all. Jon didn’t move. He watched her body tremble and her head tossed from side to side while the waves controlled her. When he felt her relaxing her started moving hard.

“Oh, God, Jon!” Dot grabbed his shoulders and tried to get him to slow down, but he just grinned. “You have a bad boy here, darling.” Dot moaned and her hips moved involuntarily in the same fast rhythm then his. It didn’t take long till a second orgasm washed her senses away.

When she came down to earth again she realized Jon was still pounding in and out of her. She groaned when the familiar tingle started again. White stars were dancing in front of her eyes and when Jon bent down and sucked hard on one of her nipples. She screamed out her next release.

“JON!” Her body shuddered and this time she squeezed him so hard that he followed her. Still breathing heavy he looked at her and realized that she’d passed out. Gently he slipped off her and took of her red boots. Then he pulled her into his arms and touched her face softly.

“Dot. Dotty wake up darling.” He kissed her cheek and after a few minutes Dot opened her eyes. She blinked confused.

“Jon?” she asked when she was able to focus on him. “What happened?” she tried to sit up.

“You passed out, honey.” He kissed her softly. Her eyes grew wide.

“Wow! It’s been quite a while since that happened.” She said surprised. Actually it had happened long before Steph was born. Jon nodded.

“So, tell me?” he looked at her with gleaming eyes. “Do you want a good or a bad boy next year?” Dot chuckled.

“Hell, a bad boy.” She said. Jon laughed out loud.

“See I told you.” He pulled her close and within minutes they were both asleep exhausted from their celebration.