“Oh God yes please!” Lakshmi slumped into a chair. She accepted the steaming mug from Marion while trying hard not to stare at her girlfriend’s mother’s expanse of bare cleavage barely contained by the silky fabric. “Thank you. You look really festively beautiful this morning Mrs…. er Mom.”
“Thank you dear. Sometimes a girl’s just got to get her Christmas ho on!”
Izzie set her mug down. “No, really. You guys look really fabulous for this early in the morning.” She looked down at her old Doctor Who tee. “We get kind of used to being a bit ratty at university.”
“Well, have you been Naughty or Nice this year?”
Lakshmi laughed. “Maybe I was nice and naughty?”
Ellie passed by and whispered in her ear. “You were pretty naughty with me last night, weren’t you!”
Marion began setting out the plates. “Well, maybe Santa will bring you something nice.”
Eleanor went to the door and opened it wide to call her father and brother in from their snow shoveling. She stood defiantly in the door like a proud Viking Princess, defying the cold breeze that rippled at her silky clothing, pressing it against the curves of her hips and breasts. Lakshmi watched her over the rim of her mug, remembering briefly exploring those soft expanses of flesh last night. She rested a hand on Izzie’s thigh under the table and softly stroked it. Izzie leaned over and rubbed her head against her cheek affectionately. She was quite enjoying coming here for the holiday.
“Hey Loser!” Ellie shouted into the wind. “Tell Dad that breakfast is ready!” She shut the door and turned around, her nipples proudly erect beneath the silk.
After breakfast, the morning was spent in the kitchen. The stereo cycled through modern and traditional Christmas music as Marion set them all to chopping, stirring and measuring ingredients. Jack kept the dishes running. While Lakshmi sat at the table chopping celery for the turkey stuffing, she noticed a lot of casually brief touching as the family danced around to the music. “All I Want for Christmas is You” seemed to be especially popular, no matter who was singing it. Hands brushed against bottoms. Breasts leaned in to rub shoulders. She felt an electric charge as Marion’s breasts rubbed against her, lingering longer than they needed too as Marion set some shallots down on the cutting board. “Would you peel and chop these too please, my love? Thank you.”
Lakshmi turned to her and smiled, aware in her loins of how close Marion was, how easy it would be to kiss her breasts and suck on those nipples that she could see highlighted under her lingerie. “Sure, Mom!” Marion smiled and kissed her. “Such a good girl! I’m positive Santa will remember that.”
Izzie leaned over and whispered. “Feeling like a kitchen slave yet?”
“No, this is great. I’m used to it. My Mummy always made me help too. It’s nice your dad is doing the washing up and your brother is doing the stirring and stuff. It’s great to see a happy, close family that obviously loves each other.”
“Yeah. Good thing. The kitchen is kinda cramped.”
Ellie moved behind them, slowing to rub her breasts across her sister’s shoulders and kissing the top of her head. “We like it close. Don’t we Mom?”
Marion patted Hal’s bum. “We certainly do!”
After lunch Marion suggested boardgames. Izzie groaned. “I always lose these things.”
Lakshmi gave her a friendly shoulder bump. “C’mon, baby. It’ll be fun to play with your family. That’s what Christmas is all about, isn’t it?”
“I suppose so.”
While they played, they ate shortbread and drank mulled wine. The warm, spiced wine fortified them against the snow continuing to fall outside. Dean Martin crooned “Baby It’s Cold Outside.”
They were all a little tipsy by the time they started playing Monopoly. Marion moved her piece along the board. “Oh poo! Five hundred dollars. I’ve only got three! I guess I’m out.”
Jack smiled. “I’ll give you the two hundred you need if you give me your top.”
Marion smiled. “Well! The banks will just take the shirt off your back won’t they!” She quickly pulled her sweater off and threw it at her husband. Izzie noticed everyone smiling and looking at her mom’s expansive breasts, now open to view.
