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 ï>¿Christmas In The Nude Ch.  02 by noreaster20

   An honest talk, a mostly nude walk, and a group shower.

   "Time for bed, Johnny," Lisa said as she shook me awake on the couch.

   "What time is it?" I asked groggily.

   I vaguely remembered having a couple slices of pizza and watching a few
minutes of that uninspired movie, but I didn't recall much after that.

   "It's a little after midnight," Lisa replied.  "Jill and I are going to
bed."

   "Okay," I said, slowly rising to my feet.  "I must've fallen asleep."

   "You did," Jill affirmed.  "I guess that massive orgasm really did you
in." She chuckled at her own comment.

   I cleared the plates off the coffee table and organized a few things
before turning off the lights in the living room.

   "Night, Jill," I called over my shoulder as Lisa and I headed into our
bedroom.

   "A little early to say that, don't you think?" Jill answered, much more
loudly than I expected.  I looked over my shoulder and quickly discovered
that she had followed Lisa and me into our bedroom.

   "Where do you think you're going?" I asked.  "Your bedroom is the other
way."

   "I've got to keep an eye on you two," she said.  "I need to make sure
you don't try any funny business with Lisa before bed.  No sex until
Christmas."

   "I know," I said as I walked to the bathroom and began brushing my
teeth.

   "Besides," Jill continued.  "I wouldn't mind a goodnight kiss."

   "Not this again," Lisa chimed in.  "I thought you got this out of your
system."

   "Seeing as neither of you actually kissed me the other night, no I did
not," Jill said back.  "And if the three of us are going to do a lot more
than kiss in a couple of days, don't you think a simple little goodnight
kiss is a good way to ease into it?"

   "Alright, alright," Lisa conceded.  "Go ahead and give her what she
wants, Johnny."

   "Me?" I asked, almost rhetorically, as I finished brushing my teeth.

   "Well, I don't think she wants to kiss her sister," Lisa replied.

   "Actually, I'll take both," Jill interjected with a smile.

   Jill shuffled over to where Lisa stood.  Closing her eyes, Jill leaned
in to kiss my wife.  Their lips met for a brief moment as their naked
bodies came into contact, with their nipples rubbing up against each other
and Jill's left hand on Lisa's waist.  As Lisa pulled back, Jill lingered
with her eyes closed for a moment longer before receding from their
embrace. Jill's small brown nipples had hardened from the encounter.

   "Happy now?" Lisa asked.

   "Not quite," Jill answered.  "Your turn, Johnny."

   Moving more quickly than she did with Lisa, Jill swiftly pressed her
body against mine.  Standing on her tiptoes to match my height, Jill
offered her lips to me.  We kissed.

   I let Jill lead the way.  She gently opened her mouth and brushed her
tongue across my lower lip.  I subtly offered my tongue in return, meeting
hers.  I could feel Jill's breasts pushing into my chest.  I felt the
warmth of her body up against mine.

   It had been years since I kissed someone other than Lisa.  It felt
wrong, but I couldn't stop myself from enjoying it.  My penis began to
harden and pushed against Jill's thigh as it grew.

   Hesitant to let this turn into a full makeout session, I slowly started
to pull away.  I had let myself get sucked into the moment and at that
point couldn't even be sure how long the kiss had lasted.  I feared Lisa
might be angry.  I knew this whole arrangement was partly her idea, but I
didn't know how she'd react to it unfolding before her eyes.

   Breaking apart from Jill, I turned my head toward my wife and quickly
got my answer.

   "Come here, Johnny," she said, grabbing me by the hand and pulling me
close.

   Not to be outdone by her sister, she wrapped her arms around me and
kissed me passionately.  I felt her hands slide down my back and onto my
butt as she thrust her tongue into my mouth.  Whether it was jealousy,
desire, or a mix of both, Lisa wanted me in that moment.  I hadn't seen her
like this in some time.

   Lisa's back was to the sink in the master bathroom.  I pushed myself
toward her, moving her backward until she was up against the sink. 
Instinctively, she put her hands on the countertop and raised herself up
until she sat firmly on the granite surface.  I could feel her spread her
legs apart.

   Erect and aroused, I closed the small gap between us.  The tip of my
penis found its way to the opening between Lisa's sex lips.  Without
penetrating, I could feel the wetness of her opening.  My skin burned with
desire.

   "Not so fast," Jill said, interrupting the moment.  She slid her right
hand between my penis and Lisa's vulva, blocking the way to Lisa's insides.
With her left hand, Jill firmly grasped my throbbing sex organ and directed
it away from my wife.

   I just looked at Lisa and hoped that she might overrule Jill, but it was
to no avail.

   "Jill's right," Lisa said.  "We have to wait."

   "Can't we make an exception?" I pleaded.

   "Nope," Jill said.  "It's just two more days -- tomorrow and Christmas
Eve.  Imagine how much better it'll be on Christmas Day after forcing
yourself to wait."

   I nodded in agreement.  She was right.

   "I think I should sleep in your bed with you two tonight," Jill added.
"Someone's got to keep you honest."

   "I don't think that's --" I began to say until Lisa interrupted.

   "Good idea," Lisa interjected.  "I got a little carried away there."

   "Then it's settled," Jill announced.  "Johnny, would you go grab my
toothbrush from the other bathroom?"

   "Sure," I said.  She really must not have wanted to leave me and Lisa
alone.

   "Here you go," I said, offering Jill her toothbrush upon returning.

   "Thanks," she replied.  She quickly brushed her teeth and then turned
off the bathroom light.

   The three of us made our way to the bed and slipped under the covers. 
Similar to our places on the couch, I ended up in the middle with Lisa to
my left and Jill to my right.  With limited space for three bodies, we were
pressed up against each other.

   Lisa turned toward me, resting her head on my chest.  For her part, Jill
turned and swung her leg over mine.  She moved further toward me, leaving
my leg to settle between her thighs.  The coarse hair of her landing strip
tickled my thigh at first, but that sensation gave way to the warm wetness
radiating from Jill's crotch.  I guess Lisa wasn't the only one who got
turned on by the bathroom rendezvous.

   "Night, guys," Jill whispered into the darkness.

   Lisa and I echoed the statement.

   I stayed perfectly still and closed my eyes.  It was only two more days,
I thought to myself.  I could do this.

   Once my pulse lessened and the rampant blood flow to my crotch abated, I
felt my exhaustion take over and soon fell asleep.

   *****

   When I woke up the next morning, Jill was no longer in our bed.  It was
early -- about seven o'clock in the morning -- and Lisa was still sound
asleep.  I tried to go back to sleep myself without much success.  After
twenty minutes of tossing and turning, I decided I would get up, make some
coffee, and start the day.

   Careful not to disturb Lisa, I eased myself out of bed and walked into
the living room where I found Jill in the midst of some self-contorting
stretches.

   "Morning," I said sleepily.

   "Morning," Jill replied.  "Don't mind me.  I'm just doing some early
morning yoga.  I've never done this naked before, but I'm really loving
it."

   I looked over at my sister-in-law.  Her legs were spread apart, which
offered me an unobstructed view of her crotch along with the rest of her
unclothed body, yet Jill seemed totally unconcerned.  She had grown
accustomed to the nudity rather quickly.

   The early morning sun illuminated Jill's body in warm yellow hues.  My
eyes soaked up the views of her slim torso, slender legs, and small
breasts. I remembered meeting her for the first time shortly after Lisa and
I started dating.  I never expected to see her naked, especially not like
this.

   Trying not to ogle my sister-in-law too obviously, I focused my
attention on brewing a pot of coffee.  After a few preparatory steps, the
smell of freshly brewed java filled the apartment.

   "Want a cup of coffee?" I asked.  "Or will you be doing that for a
while?"

   "I'd love some coffee," Jill answered.  "I'm almost done."

   Jill completed a few final stretches.  She turned her back toward me and
entered a downward-facing dog pose, leaving her bum up in the air.  I
looked on intently -- probably more intently than I should have -- at her
toned bottom, and her vulva was visible in between her legs.  I could only
imagine what it would be like to feel it, to taste it, to savor it.  But
that would have to wait until Christmas.

   The coffee finished brewing as Jill finished her yoga.

   "Cream and sugar?" I asked as I poured two cups of the steaming liquid.

   "Please," Jill replied.  "Thanks, Johnny."

   "You bet," I said.

   The two of us sat on the couch and got to talking.  We talked about our
jobs, about Christmas, about family.  The conversation was easy and
free-flowing, even though we both were totally naked.

   "You never told me what happened with you and Mike," I said after a
short pause in the conversation for a sip of coffee.

   "Get comfortable," Jill said.  "It's a long story.  But I'll tell you if
you want to hear it."

   "Only if you want to tell me," I answered.  "It's okay if you'd rather
not talk about it."

   "No, it's fine," she said.  "So, you know how Mike and I were together
for a long time?"

   I nodded.

   "Would you believe he and I never slept together?" Jill continued.

   "What?" I asked in disbelief.

   "Yup," Jill said back.  "No matter how hard I tried, he wouldn't have
sex with me.  At first I thought it was cute.  He would say 'let's not rush
into things' and 'I want to wait so it'll be special.' But even after I
told him I wanted it -- that I wanted him -- he wouldn't do it.  One year
to the day that we started dating, I told him I wanted to have sex that
night.  I told him that we were way past rushing into things at that point,
that it was the perfect occasion for it to be special.  But he didn't care.
After that, I sort of stopped asking."

   "Did you ever do anything sexual?" I asked.  "Other than sex, I mean."

   "Nope," Jill answered.  "Early on, I'd offer to give him a blowjob, but
he always said no.  I'd walk into his bedroom naked after a shower when I'd
stay at his place.  I'd lay on his bed and run my hands along my body,
spreading my legs little by little.  I'd ask him if he wanted a taste. 
He'd just shake his head.  He didn't care enough to tell me no."

   "Do you think there was something else going on?" I asked.

   "I know there was," Jill replied.  She paused to take a long sip of her
coffee.  "Mike was cheating on me."

   "How do you know?" I asked.

   "You promise you won't judge me?"

   "I promise."

   "I looked through his phone.  I know I shouldn't have.  I know trust is
important in a relationship.  But one day when I was at his place and he
was taking a shower, I looked through his messages and found out he was
having an affair with a girl named Anna.  She lived in his building.  I had
seen her around a couple of times but didn't really know her.  I won't go
into detail, but let's just say their messages made it clear they were
fucking.  I mean half of them were nudes!  I felt so stupid."

   "It's not your fault, Jill," I said.  "He was obviously a shitty
boyfriend."

   "I know," Jill replied.  "But I feel like such an idiot.  I mean he
wouldn't even touch me sexually.  But then he was boning the girl upstairs
when I wasn't around?  Who fucking does that?"

   Jill looked down toward the floor.  It seemed like she was holding back
tears.

   "You know what the most pathetic part of all was?" Jill continued.  "I
tried to make myself look more like her -- the girl he was cheating on me
with, I mean.  She had a landing strip in most of the nudes she sent him.
He would tell her how sexy she was and how much he liked it.  And I -- I
can't believe I'm admitting this -- I grew one in because I thought it
might make him like me more.  How fucking pathetic is that?"

   "It's not pathetic," I said.  "You were trying to make your relationship
better.  You were trying to make your boyfriend happy."

   "Am I that disgusting?" Jill asked, setting her mug on the coffee table.
"I mean, are my tits too small?  Do I not have enough of an ass?"

   "No, not at all," I said.

   "Is my pussy really that repulsive?" she asked, disregarding my previous
comment.  "Be honest with me.  Is it ugly?" Jill reclined on her back and
opened her legs.  She spread her sex lips with her hands, exposing her pink
interior.

   "It's beautiful," I said.  It felt weird to compliment another woman's
vagina while my wife was asleep in our bedroom.  But the moment called for
it, and I felt like that trumped the traditional social norms.

   "You really mean that?" Jill asked, seeming to hold back tears.

   "I do," I answered.  "And in a couple of days, I'm going to show you
what Mike should've been doing all this time."

   "Tell me," Jill said.  "Tell me what you're going to do.  I want to hear
you say it."

   "I'm going to lay you on your back," I began.  "I'm going to kiss my way
down your body, taking each of your nipples into my mouth, one at a time.
I'll slide my hand down your torso ever so gently and spread your legs. 
I'll slip a finger inside of you, then another.  I'll play with your clit
until you beg me to fuck you.  But I won't."

   "You won't?" Jill asked disappointedly.

   "I won't.  Instead, I'll bury my head between your legs and start
caressing your clit with my tongue.  Maybe I'll work my tongue inside of
you to make sure it's plenty wet.  And then..."

   "And then?"

   "And then I'll fuck you.  I'll fuck you the way Mike should have fucked
you for the last year.  I'll have you pulsing in pleasure and begging me
for more.  I'll make sure you come.  Better yet, I'll make sure you come
hard so I can feel you tighten around me.  And we'll keep going until you
come again.  And after that, if you want me to come, you can tell me when
and where.  How does that sound?"

   "It sounds fucking amazing," Jill said.  "I just wish we didn't have to
wait two days."

   "The rules are the rules," I replied.  "But I'll make sure it was worth
the wait."

   Jill and I both smiled at each other.

   "You're pretty incredible, Johnny," Jill said.  "Lisa is lucky to have
you."

   "Thanks, Jill," I answered.  "And any guy will be lucky to have you."

   "Thank you," she said.  "And thanks for listening to all that.  I know
my love life is kind of a mess."

   "My pleasure," I said.  "More coffee?"

   "Please," Jill answered, handing me her mug.  "While you get us a
refill, I'll go see if Lisa is awake yet."

   Jill disappeared into the master bedroom.  Left to my own thoughts for a
moment, I couldn't help but think about my conversation with Jill.  She was
obviously upset, and I was glad our little chat made her feel better.  But
I now came to realize that when I was describing what I would do to Jill on
Christmas, I didn't even mention Lisa.  I was so caught up in the details
of how I'd have sex with Jill that I totally ignored that this would be a
threesome.

   I tried to rationalize my explanation.  It was easier to just focus on
the parts relevant to Jill.  And I didn't really know what Lisa would be
doing.  Maybe Lisa was going to be focused on me.  Maybe her involvement
with her sister would be limited.  After all, it wasn't my place to tell
Jill how Lisa would act.

   On the surface, the rationalization worked.  I contented myself with
that superficial explanation and went about refilling our coffee mugs.  But
deep down, I felt a little uneasy.  Whether that uneasiness was for not
mentioning my wife or for not knowing how this whole threesome thing would
work out, I couldn't say.

   Then again, this whole experience was really unusual.  And Lisa had
approved of all of this in advance.  Everything that was going to happen
would be right in front of -- and with -- Lisa.  If she changed her mind,
she could put an end to it.  That also made me feel a little better.

   Jill and Lisa emerged from the master bedroom as I finished
rationalizing.

   "Morning, honey," I said to Lisa.

   "Morning," she mumbled.

   "Coffee?" I asked.

   "Mhmm," Lisa said.

   I grabbed another coffee mug from the cabinet and filled it up with the
hot liquid.  Knowing how Lisa liked her coffee, I added a splash of cream
to the mug and handed it to her.  I returned to the kitchen, grabbed the
other two mugs, and joined the girls on the couch.

   "So what have you two been up to this morning?" Lisa asked casually.

   "I was doing yoga," Jill answered.  "Johnny made some coffee, and then
we were just chatting for a bit.  I came to wake you up while Johnny
refilled our mugs."

   Lisa nodded as she sipped her coffee.

   "What do you want to do today?" I asked, jumping on the opportunity to
change the subject.

   "I don't know," Lisa answered.  "Any ideas?"

   "I have a couple," I said.  "If you want to get out of the apartment for
a bit, we could go for a walk to look at the Christmas lights in the city.
I know we couldn't be totally naked for that, but I'm sure we could figure
out a fun way of doing it.  We could also stay in and find something to do
here."

   "Looking at the Christmas lights would be fun," Jill said.  "How about
we stay around here until it gets dark and then go for a walk tonight?"

   "Cool," Lisa said.  "I like it."

   "I was thinking we could go naked under our coats tonight," I added. 
"That could make things interesting."

   "Don't you think it'll be a little cold for that?" Lisa asked, more
awake after consuming much of her coffee.

   "Of course it will," I said.  "But that's half the fun."

   "Fun?" Lisa countered.

   "Yeah," I said.  "When's the last time you walked around naked under
your coat in the middle of winter?  Probably never.  I've never done it."

   "Me neither," Lisa said.

   "Same here," Jill agreed.

   "Then let's do it," Lisa said.  "It'll be dark, so no one will really be
able to tell.  And if my vagina freezes, it's your loss since you'll be
banging an ice cube in a couple of days."

   The three of us laughed heartily.

   "I'm sure you'll thaw before then," I quipped.  "If not, it'll make for
an interesting Christmas."

   We agreed to leave the apartment around four o'clock in the afternoon.
That would let us start walking toward the festive residential areas of the
city while there was still some sunlight but arrive when it was dark so we
could get the full effect of the lights.  We picked out our coats and made
sure they were all at least knee-length.  They wouldn't be enough to
eliminate the cold below the waist, but they would probably avoid any
indecent exposure charges around the holidays.  We agreed that that was the
best of both worlds.

   We lounged around the apartment for much of the day before then.  Lisa
and Jill watched a few episodes of a television show while I tried to get a
few hours of work done.  I sat at the kitchen table with my laptop, and the
girls sat on the couch.

   I struggled to stay focused on my work.  Sure, part of that was because
there were two naked women sitting a few feet away from me.  I'd look over
every so often and catch a glimpse of Lisa's uncovered breasts or Jill's
vulva if her legs were spread.  My penis was in a constant state of
gymnastics, moving up and down at the sight of Lisa and Jill throughout the
afternoon.

   But part of the distraction was also my conversation with Jill from
earlier in the day.  I felt like I had overstepped a boundary of some sort.
I mean, what married man describes what he's going to do to another woman
while his wife is asleep in the next room?  It wasn't exactly a model for
marital fidelity, but then again, what was I supposed to do?  Should I have
said "sorry about your ex-boyfriend, but no I won't tell you what'll happen
on Christmas Day"?  That felt unnatural to say the least.

   I was so excited for this the day before.  I would get to spend a few
days with two naked women and then have a threesome with them on Christmas
Day.  It was like a dream come true.  But today, as things progressed a bit
more and reality had set in, I was on edge.  I needed, or at least wanted,
to talk to Lisa.

   Jill excused herself to use the bathroom early in the afternoon. 
Seizing the opportunity, I whisked Lisa away to our bedroom for a quick
chat.

   "I have something to tell you," I said in a hushed tone once we reached
our bedroom.

   "Did you break the rules?" Lisa asked.

   "No," I said.  "It's just that Jill and I were talking this morning
and..."

   "And?" Lisa interjected.

   "And she told me about how things ended with Mike."

   "Oh, about how he cheated on her?" Lisa said.  "She told me about it as
it was happening.  Fuck that guy."

   "Yeah," I said.  "And she seemed really upset.  She felt unwanted.  So,
when she asked me to describe what I'd do to her in a couple days, well, I
did."

   "So?" Lisa asked.

   "So, you're not mad?" I asked back.

   "Why would I be?  You're probably going to have sex with my sister in a
couple days.  You thought I'd be upset because you told her how you'd make
her come?  Or that you preferred to bang her doggy style instead of
missionary?"

   I looked back at her blankly, blinking once or twice.

   "Oh, Johnny," Lisa continued.  "It's sweet of you to mention it.  But
this is all just part of the deal.  I expected things like this when I said
okay to the arrangement."

   "I don't know," I said.  "It just felt a little unfaithful to tell
another woman how I was going to have sex with her."

   "Johnny," Lisa said softly.  "You're in an apartment with two naked
women, one of whom isn't your wife.  It's okay to be excited about that. 
It's okay to look at Jill.  It's okay to think about what you want to do
with her.  It's probably good to talk about it openly.  It's not like we've
done anything like this before.  And if your conversation made her feel a
little bit better about Mike being a selfish asshole, that's even better."

   "You're sure?" I asked.

   "Mhmm," Lisa replied.  "Some men wouldn't have cared that Jill was
upset, and most men wouldn't have told their wife about their sexual
thoughts about another woman.  But I didn't marry most men.  I married you.
You care so deeply about other people's needs.  This Christmas, I want to
take care of your needs."

   "Thank you," I said quietly.

   "I mean it," Lisa said.  "I want you to just enjoy yourself these next
few days.  Enjoy your thoughts.  Take those long glances at Jill's body. 
Lose yourself in the moment on Christmas.  Think with your dick instead of
your brain.  You're not cheating on me.  You're not neglecting me.  You're
not trading me for my older sister.  You're just having fun.  Remember,
this is my gift to you.  I want you to enjoy it without worrying at every
turn.  Okay?"

   "Okay," I answered.  "Thanks, honey."

   "You're welcome," Lisa said.  "Merry Christmas, Johnny."

   We both smiled at each other and returned to the living room.  For the
first time all day, I felt at ease.

   I went back to work while Lisa assumed her place on the couch.  Jill
rejoined her a little after that, and they continued watching their
television show.

   The afternoon slipped away, and four o'clock was quickly approaching. 
We decided to have a couple of drinks before venturing out in hopes that
they would insulate us from the cold December air.  Wanting to be festive,
I mixed eggnog with some of my favorite brandy.  I went with a heavy pour
of the brandy for maximum warmth and filled three glasses to the top.

   We clinked rims and gulped down the beverages while getting ready to go
out.  The brandy warmed my insides and gave me a light buzz.  The girls
seemed to enjoy the drinks, too, so we opted for another round before
leaving the apartment.

   Unlike the girls who could pull off the nude-under-the-coat look with a
pair of boots, I felt like an idiot wearing tennis shoes and nothing else
in the middle of winter.  I guess people would assume I was wearing shorts
under my coat, but they'd definitely think I was crazy.  Better that than
thinking I was some kind of trench coat flasher, I decided.

   With bellies full of spiked eggnog and nothing under our winter coats,
we set out on our journey.  Within ten seconds of stepping outside, I knew
this was going to be a challenge.  A cold wind whipped through the streets
and up the bottom of my coat.  The winter breeze struck my crotch, causing
my balls to shrink upward toward my body.  After a day of frequent arousal,
my penis shrunk, too.

   "Holy shit," Jill said after a minute or two.  "It's cold out here."

   "We'll get used to it," Lisa said.  "At least I hope so."

   We walked through a few local streets and headed toward a couple of
neighborhoods that typically went all out with holiday decorations.  With
each step we took, the sun slipped further out of view, leaving only
reddish orange hues in the sky.  Even those faded away in time.

   My crotch had become somewhat more accustomed to the cold.  Maybe the
wind had a numbing effect, or maybe I had just gotten past the shock
factor. Whatever it was, I was glad that my gonads no longer ached from the
winter air.

   "Let's turn down this side street," I said, directing Jill and Lisa to
the right.  "I think this is a good place to start."

   We walked side-by-side through the street, taking in the multicolored
displays on each side.  We marveled at the elaborately detailed
decorations, with some houses having thousands of lights on their roofs.

   "Hey look," Jill said, pointing toward a display a couple of houses down
the street.  "That'll be us in a couple of days."

   Lisa and I shifted our gaze to a house that had several inflatable
reindeer on the lawn.  Whether it was on purpose or by accident we couldn't
be sure, but three of the reindeer were positioned one behind the other,
and it looked like each was humping the next.  I guess they were having
their own little reindeer threesome for the world to see.

   "Eww," Lisa said, feigning disgust.

   "Do you think we can get in that position?" I asked, looking around to
make sure nobody was in earshot.  "Only one of us has a penis.  I'm not
sure two of us could be on the receiving end at the same time like those
reindeer."

   "Nothing a dildo can't fix, right sis?" Jill joked.  "I'm sure we can
find a creative solution."

   "Oh God," Lisa said.  "What have I gotten myself into?"

   "The strangest but most exciting Christmas we've had in years," Jill
replied.  "Would you rather watch mom burn another Christmas dinner while
dad sleeps through the afternoon?  Let's face it.  Our family Christmases
have been pretty uneventful."

   "You're right," Lisa said.  "But I'd rather not think about mom and dad
while I'm running around naked in the middle of a residential
neighborhood."

   "Oh come on," Jill said.  "They have sex, too!  Maybe they're super
kinky and would love to be out here like us.

   "Jillian!" Lisa exclaimed.  "What did I say?  No more about mom and
dad!"

   "Alright, alright," Jill answered with a chuckle.  "I was just having a
little fun."

   We kept walking.  One of us would make a joke or point out something fun
every so often, which kept our minds off the cold.

   We worked our way through a couple of adjacent streets, the last of
which was the most decorated of the evening.  The houses were beautifully
adorned with a staggering sense of consistency.  All of them had thousands
of white lights with no crazy colors or horny reindeer.  The neighborhood
exemplified sophistication and refinement.

   As we walked down that final street, Lisa took my hand in hers.  Her
touch made me happy, and she really did seem to be taking everything in
stride.  I couldn't ask for a better wife.

   After a few paces down the roadway, Jill took notice of our hand holding
and positioned herself at my side.  She slipped her hand next to mine,
careful not to force her way in, and let it hover there.  Determined not to
overthink things, I held Jill's hand, too.

   The three of us walked like that until we reached the cul-de-sac at the
end of the street.  Everything felt calm and peaceful.  Even amid the
erotically charged scenario we put ourselves in, it was nice to slow down
and appreciate the little things that made the holidays so enjoyable.  We
made a wide turn at the cul-de-sac and worked our way back up the street.

   "Guys," Jill said when we were about halfway up the street.  "I have to
pee."

   "Didn't you go before we left?" Lisa asked.

   "No," Jill answered.  "I forgot."

   "Can you hold it until we get home?" I asked.  "If we walk quickly, we
can be there in about half an hour."

   "Uh, I can try," Jill answered.

   We walked about five more minutes and made our way out of the
white-lights-only neighborhood.  We were moving swiftly but were still
nowhere close to the apartment.

   "I lied," Jill said.  "I can't hold it."

   "Are you sure?" Lisa asked.  "We'll be home soon."

   "Yes, I'm sure," Jill said.  "Let's just stop over here for a minute so
I can pee.  It'll be quick."

   "You want to pee on someone's lawn?" Lisa asked in disbelief.  "What are
you, a puppy?"

   "Do you have any better ideas?" Jill pushed back, sounding impatient.

   "Why don't we just stop on the side of the road over here by this stop
sign?" I said in an effort to avoid an argument.  "It doesn't look like
this is part of anyone's property, and I don't see any people around."

   "Good idea," Jill said.  "Can you two stand in front of me?  I'm going
to unzip my coat and wouldn't mind a little cover."

   "No problem," I said.

   Lisa and I positioned ourselves in front of Jill to block her from view.
She unzipped her coat, giving me an unobstructed look at her naked body. 
Jill's nipples were rock-hard, presumably from the cold.  The moonlight
illuminated her pale flesh.  I could feel my penis begin to stiffen
underneath my coat, and the warmth of desire radiated through my body.

   "Watch out," Jill said.

   A stream of pale yellow liquid gushed from Jill's crotch onto the
pavement.  Lisa and I danced out of the way to avoid getting our shoes wet.
Jill maintained eye contact with me the whole time.  She smiled as she
shook herself dry and stood up.

   "I was hoping you'd watch me pee one of these times," Jill said.  "Hope
you enjoyed the show."

   Out loud, I chuckled.  In my head, I admitted to myself that she was
right.  I did enjoy the show.  I don't know if it was a newfound fetish or
if it was the thrill of Jill's private act in a public place, but I was now
extremely aroused.  My balls stayed close to my body, but my fully erect
penis pushed against the fabric of my coat.

   "I guess you liked it after all," Jill continued, gesturing toward the
lump in my coat as she zipped her own jacket.  "Why don't you show us your
cock?  It can be quick."

   "No way," I said.  "I'm already freezing my nuts off.  If I stick my
dick out there, it'll turn into an icicle."

   "Don't you want the thrill of showing yourself off in public?" Jill
countered.  "I can't even describe the feeling I got when I unzipped my
coat.  It was such a rush."

   "Maybe that was the wind hitting you in the vagina," Lisa chimed in.

   "It was that, too.  But there was more to it than that," Jill replied.
"It's up to you, Johnny."

   "Fine," I said.  "I'll do it.  Can you give me a little cover?"

   Lisa and Jill nodded then moved into position.  I unzipped my coat and
let my penis poke through.  The girls looked only at me.  I felt like the
center of attention in that moment.  I felt exposed to the world but also
felt free.  I enjoyed being watched, and I enjoyed putting myself on
display.  Jill was right.  This was a rush.

   "Your husband has quite the package," Jill said.  "Even in the cold, his
size is impressive."

   "Just wait until you experience it firsthand," Lisa added.  "If you
think it's nice to look at, you'll love how it feels.  When he's inside me,
I feel so full.  It's incredible."

   I was taken aback by Lisa's admission.  I knew, or at least suspected,
that she enjoyed our intimacy.  But she had never described my penis like
that before.  Apparently I wasn't the only one telling Jill what she had to
look forward to.

   The exhilaration of the moment quickly gave way to the chill of the
winter wind.

   "Okay girls," I said.  "That's enough of that." I zipped my coat up once
more and hid my sex organ from the cold.

   "Your turn, Lisa," Jill said.

   "What?" Lisa asked.

   "Yeah," I said in agreement.  "Fair is fair."

   "I hate you both," Lisa said playfully.

   We switched positions so that Jill and I could shield Lisa from view. 
Lisa quickly undid her coat so that we could see her naked body.  Her
nipples were as hard as Jill's, and she kept her legs pressed together to
protect her vulva from the elements.

   "Damn," Jill said.  "Looks like your nipples are a little chilly too."

   To everyone's surprise, Jill reached out and took Lisa's nipples in her
fingers.  Jill gave each a quick squeeze before pulling her hands back.

   "Make that very chilly," Jill added, correcting her previous statement.

   "No shit," Lisa said.  "I could've told you they were cold without you
trying to rip them off my boobs."

   "Oh please," Jill said.  "It was just a little tweak.  I'm sure Johnny
has done a lot more to them than that."

   My face reddened at the suggestion despite the frankness of our
discussion over the last couple of days.  I still felt like my sexual
history with Lisa was something private and intimate.

   "Wait a minute," I said.  "Wasn't that against the rules?"

   "Nope," Lisa said as she zipped her coat.

   "And why is that?" I pushed back.

   "The rules say you can't touch us sexually," Jill added.  "Nothing in
the rules prevents Lisa and me from touching each other if we want to."

   "Well, that sucks for me," I said.

   We all laughed.

   "I guess so," Lisa said.  "Tough break, honey.  Now let's get home
before my nipples break off."

   We walked home as quickly as we could.  The effects of the brandy were
wearing off, and we all wanted to get warm.  We took a shortcut this time,
cutting out a couple of side streets that we had walked down.

   About fifteen minutes later, we made it to the apartment and welcomed
the warm air after multiple hours outside.

   "So, did you freeze your vagina off?" I asked my wife once we were
safely in the apartment.

   "Not quite, but I think it was pretty close," Lisa said.  "I can't
really feel much down there -- or anywhere for that matter."

   "Me neither," Jill said.  Jill put her hand between her legs and ran a
finger along her vulva.  "Oh yeah, not much feeling at all.  Nothing a warm
shower can't fix."

   "Good idea," Lisa said.

   "Want to shower together?" Jill asked.  "That way we can make sure
icicle cock over there doesn't sneak in an orgasm while we're not looking."

   Lisa and I agreed to the proposal.  We left our coats by the door and
proceeded to the master bathroom for a long, hot shower.

   "Holy shit," Jill said after a few seconds under the hot water.  "I feel
like my pussy is on fire."

   "Are you okay?" Lisa asked as she began soaping herself.

   "Yeah," Jill replied.  "It's just the hot water thawing my frozen
crotch. Definitely a new sensation for me."

   I experienced a similar feeling below the waist but kept it to myself.
It faded after a minute or so once my body had adjusted to the water
temperature.

   Our shower was a decent size, but with three bodies in it at once, there
wasn't much room to maneuver.  Each time Lisa bent over, her bum pushed
into my crotch.  The first two times made sense.  But after that, she ran
out of legs to soap, and I could only assume she was trying to get me
excited.  It was working.

   "Do you mind?" I said playfully.  "If you keep doing that, my penis is
going to end up inside you one of these times."

   "No it will not," Jill said with some force.  "That would be against the
rules.  You keep that boner to yourself."

   With one finger, Jill redirected my erect penis away from Lisa's butt
and toward the shower curtain.

   "Switch places with me, Johnny," Jill continued.  "If Lisa wants to hump
someone, she can hump me."

   We clumsily rearranged ourselves in the cramped shower.  I felt Jill's
small breasts and firm stomach brush up against me as she moved toward
Lisa. Her touch left a tingling sensation on my skin.

   I watched as Lisa and Jill took turns soaping each other's bodies.  I
hadn't seen Lisa touch Jill very much during the first days of Jill's
visit. Maybe Lisa was trying to get comfortable with it before Christmas.
Maybe she was trying to show me that she was already comfortable with it.
Or maybe she just didn't care at all since Jill was her sister and they'd
probably been around each other naked plenty of times before.  Whatever the
explanation, one thing was certain -- this was making me seriously horny.

   Jill ran her sudsy hands along Lisa's shoulder's and briefly massaged
her neck.  Lisa moaned and closed her eyes as Jill dug her hands in deeper.
Jill's hands made their way down my wife's body.  She caressed Lisa's
breasts with small circular motions around Lisa's areolas.  My
sister-in-law's hands descended further, moving past Lisa's belly and down
toward her crotch.  Lisa let out a gasp as Jill slid her hand between
Lisa's legs.  Jill moved her hand back and forth along Lisa's vulva a few
times, eliciting a breathy moan from my wife.  Choosing not to slip her
soapy fingers any further inward, Jill finished her tour of Lisa's body
with a quick squeeze of Lisa's ass.

   "That felt amazing," Lisa said.  "Now it's your turn."

   Lisa covered her hands with a generous amount of soap and went through
roughly the same motions as Jill did a few moments earlier.  Lisa ran her
hands along Jill's shoulders and down to her small breasts.  Lisa took
Jill's nipples in between her fingers and gave each a gentle squeeze before
moving her hands to Jill's crotch.  Lisa moved deliberately with small,
circular motions around Jill's vulva.  Jill's eyes were closed, but Lisa
looked at me all the while.  I could sense an excitement in her eyes that I
hadn't seen before now.  I guess Lisa was ready to make the most of this
experience, too.

   As for me, I just stood there under the steamy waterfall and watched.  I
couldn't touch myself.  I couldn't join in the soapy massages.  All I could
do was observe, like a patron in the front row of a theater who longs to be
part of the action on stage but must keep his distance.

   To my surprise and Jill's, Lisa gave her sister a firm smack on the ass.

   "Hey!" Jill exclaimed as her eyes opened wide.  "What was that for?"

   "I couldn't help myself," Lisa said with a little laugh.  "I thought it
might be a fun plot twist for our spectator.  He thought he'd get a sensual
ending to our little show.  I wanted to remind him to expect the
unexpected."

   "I say we give him what he was expecting, too," Jill replied, gracefully
moving toward Lisa and eliminating what little space had remained between
them.

   Jill put her hands on Lisa's face and gave her a long, slow kiss on the
lips.  Lisa seemed to welcome Jill's advance.  I watched in amazement as
Lisa opened her mouth to Jill and their tongues tangoed.  My penis
throbbed, and my balls felt like they were going to explode.

   "Can you two take it easy for a minute?" I pleaded.  "I'm not sure how
much more of this my dick can take."

   "Aww," Jill said mockingly as she pulled away from Lisa.  "Are you going
to bust a nut from watching two girls kiss?"

   "If you keep that up, I just might," I said back in complete
seriousness.

   "Okay, okay," Jill said.  "Maybe some cold water will help."

   With a deft movement, Jill reached for the shower handle behind me and
drastically lowered the temperature.  I yelped at the sudden burst of cold
water which caused my nipples to harden and my balls to recede into my
body.

   I tried to move out from under the water but had no place to go. 
Accepting the fact that I'd be stuck under the freezing water, I decided to
wash up as quickly as possible so I could turn off the shower.  Within a
couple of minutes, I had soaped, shampooed, and rinsed.  I turned off the
water the instant I had finished washing.

   The frigid downpour was not my favorite, but it worked.  My erection had
subsided, as had the dull ache in my balls.  I hoped for an uneventful rest
of the evening so that my crotch could get a break from all the excitement.

   That's exactly what happened.  After the three of us toweled off, we had
a quick dinner of leftovers and settled in for another movie.

   We were all exhausted.  Jill and I had gotten up early, and Lisa had
woken up not long after that.  The long walk and fresh air only added to
our tiredness.  So, after the movie was over around half past nine, we
decided to turn in early and go to bed.

   Similar to the night before, we quickly brushed our teeth and shared a
goodnight kiss.  The kiss was much more tender than the one from the
previous evening.  It was a short, simple display of affection reminding us
that we all cared about each other, even amid the erotic events of the last
couple of days.  We made our way to the bed with smiles on our faces.

   We climbed onto the mattress and assumed the same places as the
preceding evening.  Lisa and Jill each rested their heads on my chest and
promptly fell asleep.  Giving in to my fatigue, I closed my eyes and
quickly joined them in slumber.

   Just like that, the twenty-third day of December had come and gone. 
Only one more day stood between me and our Christmas threesome.