The following morning, in the shower, Josh inspected Samantha’s stamp, rubbing it carefully with soapy foam in case it was not yet fully healed but found that it was now completely smooth, not standing out at all against the rest of her skin.

“Seems like you can wear panties again!” he teased, giving her soapy backside a light and playful spank.

“Hmm, for school, maybe!” she giggled. “But I don’t want to wear any clothes while we do the decorating!” she informed him, taking hold of his thick manhood which was well on the way to being erect despite the blow-job she had woken him up with. Something about soaping up her firm young body really seemed to get his motor running and she loved it! “It was so much fun getting naked yesterday!” she reminisced as she continued to play with him, teasing his balls with her fingers and coaxing a full erection out of him. “Thing you’ll be able to cope?” she teased.

“I’m sure I’ll manage somehow!” he chuckled then, feeling daring, he added. “But I need to practice stuffing the turkey!”

“Well go ahead!” Samantha grinned, putting her arms around his neck then jumping up, wrapping her wet, soapy legs around his waist as he caught hold of her rump to support her and kissed him deeply. Of course because things never work quite the same as they do in movies or in the imagination, it took a bit of awkward fumbling, not to mention giggling from Samantha, before Josh was actually inside her but once they had worked out the mechanics, she began to ride him with her back braced against the tiled wall of the shower and her arms and legs clinging tightly to him as he thrust almost aggressively into her. Both were so absorbed in their passion that they did not notice the silhouette of Laura standing outside the steam-fogged shower door.

“You want to be careful doing that!” she teased, opening the door just as Josh reached his climax which coincided with Samantha’s second, the amusement in her voice making it clear that she had been stood there for a while, watching and waiting for them to finish before interrupting. “I know she’s a lot smaller than I was, even back then,” she continued, chuckling at the awkward memory that had become amusing thanks to the distance provided by time, “but remember how things ended up when we tried that? You nearly cracked your head open and ended up with a bruised coccyx while I twisted my ankle so badly I needed crutches for a month!”

“Yeah, well…” Josh smiled a little sheepishly as his giggling daughter slid down the wall and back onto her feet. “Sometimes the moment just…”

“I know, I know!” Laura shook her head in amusement. “But right now the moment that’s come is the moment for you to go make breakfast while I have some fun with our turkey here, assuming you haven’t worn her out already?”

“I don’t think there’s much chance of that!” Josh laughed as he swapped places with his naked wife, reaching for a towel. “See you downstairs in about ten minutes?”

“Hmm,” Laura looked her daughter up and down for a moment, “better call it twenty to be on the safe side!”

By the time they came downstairs, Laura now casually but fully dressed and Samantha still in her birthday suit, Josh had not only laid out the breakfast but had got the high quality artificial tree they had bought the year before last, still in its box for now, in from the garage along with two other boxes – one of three decorations and one with the garlands, wreaths, ornaments and other festive odds and ends they used to decorate the rest of the house.

“I was thinking,” Josh explained as Samantha tucked into her bowl of fresh fruit and yoghurt, “this afternoon it might be nice to go and get all the other bits and pieces we need for your goody-bags? What do you think?”

“Ooh yeah!” agreed Samantha. “Probably a good idea to find the bags themselves too! I know the party store does some and we can look other places too. They’ve got to be right of course,” she reminded him rather seriously, “and big enough to put the calendars in without being so big that they look empty because all the other bits are kinda small.”

“Of course you might have to put some clothes on for that!” Laura teased, sipping her coffee. Samantha pouted a little but conceded, acknowledging that she got to spend the whole morning naked at least.

“Are we all going?” she asked. Josh looked to Laura. He had rather supposed that it would be a family outing but they had not actually discussed it yet.

“No, you two go.” Laura smiled. “I can write the Christmas cards while you’re gone. If you really want to sign your own name this year,” she noticed the slightly disappointed look on her daughter’s face, “then I can leave that part and you can both sign them when you get back in, but at least I can get them all written up and addressed.” Samantha seemed satisfied with this idea.

“You know what?” Laura suggested, “Why don’t you as Amelia to join you? I bet she’d enjoy that!”

“So would Daddy!” Samantha teased, making Josh blush a little.

“Tell you what,” Laura chuckled, “Why don’t you invite her over for lunch? You’re welcome to give her mum my number. That way you can give her the invitation and all go shopping together? If you don’t mind her knowing about the party bags, that is?”

“Oh no!” Samantha smiled. “She’s good at that sort of thing! She’ll be a great help! Great idea, Mummy!” She put her arms around her and kissed her on the cheek. With no pockets to keep it in, her phone was on the table so she picked it up and messaged her friend. Just as she finished her breakfast, her phone buzzed to indicate a reply. “She’s up for it!” Samantha beamed. “She says her mum will drop her off at twelve. Apparently she wants to talk to you about something?”

“Intriguing!” Laura chuckled. “Well I guess we need to be cracking on with the decoration!” She helped Josh clear the table while Samantha selected a suitable playlist of Christmas music to accompany them.

“I should make some playlists for the party!” she suggested, grinning cheerfully as a very recognisable festive rock anthem from the 1970s began to play. They worked together, first putting the tree together, slotting all the branches into place and unfolding them to make the tree look full and lush, then Samantha began to sort through the ornaments while Josh and Laura wrestled with the lights, testing them quickly while they were bundled up and praying that they would still work once they were untangled. Working together, they managed to get the twinkling, warm white lights wrapped around the tree and switched on. As usual, they allowed Samantha to dictate what would go where and, as they had every year since she was three, Josh lifted her up to allow her to put fix the fairy doll on the top. This time, however, he found himself with her naked rump level with his face and could not help giving it a playful little bite.

“Hey!” Samantha giggled, kicking her legs, “Wait until I’m cooked!”

“Aww but I’m hungry now!” Josh whined. “And it looks so tasty!”

“Glad you think so!” Samantha grinned, giving a cheeky wiggle. “It is certified A-grade after all!” They spent the next half hour decorating the rest of the room then, unnoticed my Samantha, their parents exchanged a meaningful, questioning look and Josh nodded to Laura in silent confirmation. “Where did Mummy go?” Samantha asked, seeing Laura heading towards to stairs.

“Not sure.” Josh lied, justifying it to himself as a white one. “Come help me with this!” He held her warm, bare hips to keep her stable as she stood on the back of an armchair to pin one end of a garland to the ceiling, the other end already fixed at the far side of the room. “Perfect!” he smiled, lifting her down and swinging her around just as Laura returned to the room, holding something behind her back. She went over to the tree and sat underneath it, setting the little “Santa Express” train running then patting the carpet beside her. Intrigued, Samantha went over and sat with her, eager to find out what was behind her back but not wanting to appear too pushy. Josh joined them, camera in hand, presumably to film her reaction to whatever was about to happen and positioning himself so that he could get them both in shot.

“So,” she smiled at her daughter, just seeming just as excited as she was, “I know we weren’t going to get you other Christmas presents this year,” she phrased it this was as getting everything for the party exactly the way she wanted, money no object within reason, was understood within the family to be Samantha’s final Christmas present, “but you’re doing so much to make Christmas special for everyone else, we wanted you to have a treat too so we decided you can have one extra present.” She took the mysterious object from behind her back. It was flat, like a narrow Christmas card, but wrapped in proper Christmas wrapping paper and topped with a bow. She passed it to Samantha who turned it around a few times in her hands before opening it, just as Miranda had done with the invitation.

“I think it’s a ball!” Josh suggested, prompting Samantha to turn and stick her tongue out at him.

“Well it had better not be underwear!” she teased.

“So,” Laura chuckled, “have you managed to develop x-ray vision or are you going to open it?” Running with the joke, Samantha took the gift in both hands and stared at it intently.

“Nope, still need more practice!” she giggled. “Guess I’ll have to open it the old-fashioned way!” Very intrigued, she pulled the bow off and set it aside then carefully tore open the wrapping. Inside was a sparkly pink envelope with the tip of the flap tucked in rather than sealed so that it could be opened without tearing. Samantha carefully slid the card inside out and found that it bore an image very similar to the one on the front of her calendar, although this time it was the real Sidney!

“It’s a voucher.” Laura explained as she opened it and read the information inside. “For a meal for three. There was no chance of getting a table on a Saturday this close to Christmas I’m afraid,” she explained apologetically, “but we managed to get booked in for Monday a five o’clock.”

“So we’re all going for dinner at Sidney’s?” Samantha gushed in delight, eyes wide. “That’s awesome! Thank you so much!” She flung her arms around her mum’s neck and hugged her tight then launched herself at her dad who set the still-recording camera on the floor then reached over to press the stop button, the footage they wanted captured anyway. He hugged Samantha tightly with one hand on her back and the other on her rump that he gave a playful squeeze but Laura wasn’t done talking yet.

“Well, that was the original plan,” she explained and Samantha turned around to sit on Josh’s lap while she listened, grabbing his arm and putting it around her tummy like she often did when sitting with him, “but Daddy and I had a talk last night when you were in the bathroom and we came up with an idea you might like. Of course it’s up to you, of course,” she smiled, “and we’d be happy to come with you if that’s what you want but we did wonder, given how into the whole idea they seemed last night when we visited, whether you might like to take Caroline and Ella instead? I already checked with the restaurant and they do allow parties of unaccompanied children as long as they’re well-behaved and at least one parent leaves a contact number.”

“Oh, really?” Samantha looked genuinely touched. “That’s so kind! But are you sure you wouldn’t mind missing out?”

“Nothing, or rather nobody they serve there is going to be half as tasty as what we get to enjoy on Christmas Day!” Josh reminded her, tickling her tummy and making her giggle. “And I’m happy to sit in the car with a book while you three enjoy a special meal!”

“That sounds lovely!” Samantha sighed happily, looking lovingly at the voucher in her hand. “But Monday? Like, the day after tomorrow?” Laura nodded. “I guess I should invite them quickly?”

“Why don’t you pop over there now?” Josh suggested. “Mummy and I can tidy up and put the boxes away. Just don’t stay too long as Amelia will be here in about half an hour.”

“And her mum with her mysterious request!” laughed Laura as Samantha stood up and looked around for her trainers. Laura was about to suggest that she put some clothes on before going out but then remembered how much she had enjoyed showing off to the neighbours the day before and concluded that she was probably keen to do so again, compromising with the insistence she put her winter coat on which was at least long enough to cover her rump, as long as she did not stop to tie her shoe along the way!”

“Such a good heart, that one!” Josh put his arm around his wife and kissed the top of her head as they watched their little girl crossing the road to Miranda’s house through the living room window.

“Not to mention rump and thighs, eh?” She poked him in the ribs. “Oh and speaking of tasty rumps, you looking forward to seeing your little girlfriend again?”


To be continued...