I’m not; in fact I’m bi-sexual and feeling kind of frisky. They caressed each other’s bodies and each began to tell about what kind of sex life they had and what they did for fun. Mathew hung his head in shame, until Kandy came over and put her arms around him. She then removed the bra and gasped at the large nipples that were bigger than hers. “You don’t seem to have any mistletoe around here. What’d you do that for?”
“You asked me too, that’s why.”
Okay, she told herself, play along, this has to be a dream, after all hubby will never believe this, and there is no such thing as Santa Claus. She smirked when she remembered her husband’s remark, “Honey, this meal is guaranteed to spice up our life and expand our waistlines.”
She blushed, frowned and replied, “For your information, my waistline doesn’t need any more expansion, it need more reduction.”
She logged off the computer and went to sit in the living room and watch the twinkling lights of their festive Christmas tree, and the