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Thanksgiving--A Family Holiday
by Suki
If you've ever experienced a Thanksgiving, or any holiday
with my family, you have experienced a unique family. Are you familiar
with the cartoons of a family gathering where everyone is talking in
different directions and the scene is one of mass confusion? Well,
there
you have it. A regular Smith gathering.
Oh? Do I sound sarcastic? Maybe a bit. Every time a holiday
rolls around I suffer the same scene over and over. This year I decided
it would be different. The major difference was that this year I was
going
to bring a guest. My boyfriend had agreed to accompany me on this
family
gathering. (It took a lot of arm twisting and bribing, though.)
Anyway, on the night off, we both arrived at my aunts house. The
usual scene occurred, with every family member asking how work was
going, how
long we had been going out, and what we planned to do for the rest of
our
lives. I think both John and my faces were about to crack from the
strain
of smiling. Finally my aunt announced that dinner was ready, and
everyone
sat down around the giant mahogany dinner table. The table was set to
perfection, the silver shinning, the glasses full, and all sitting on a
long navy table cloth. John and I somehow ended up on the end of this
table.
This was all right by us. It meant no one was specifically sitting next
to
us, as that only two chairs fit at each end. There we sat, smiling
ideally
at everyone, making polite conversation with the various and sundry
relatives
down the line of chairs.
Seems like the normal boring family gathering, doesn't it? Well,
not exactly. About every minute or so, I would sneak my hand onto a
growing bulge in the front of John's pants, just to annoy and tease him.
I know, I was driving him crazy, because it was growing, despite the
black looks he kept giving me, and the brush off he was giving my hands.
Finally, he grabbed both my hands and 12 them in one of his in my
lap. Of course my family could see nothing because of the long table
cloth.
John leaned over and whispered into my ear, "If I let your hands
go will you be good?"
"Of course I will," I whispered back.
John released my hands and I rubbed them a little. Then with an
evil smile I dove for his pants.
"You are going to get it," he growled.
Excusing both of us from the table, he pulled me up with him. My
family smiled benignly at us, assuming we were having a 'lovers spat'.
John led me down the hall by the arm until we were out of sight, and
then
quickly twisted my arm behind my back.
"Ouch!" I gasped.
Ignoring me, he lead me into the farthest back bathroom and locked the
door. Then, savagely, he yanked my skirt up, and my underwear down.
"Bend over," he commanded. I hesitated. That was just enough for John,
he
spun me around, grabbed the back of my neck, and bent me over the sink
counter. Looking around, he spied a hairbrush, on of the old fashioned
ones,
with the flat back. He swung the hair brush back, and as hard as he
could,
whacked me on the butt with it. It sounded like a pistol shot, and the
impact
made me jump. I bit my lip to keep from crying out and thanked the fact
that
John had picked the far back bathroom.
*SMACK*
"That is for grabbing me the first time."
*SMACK*
"That is for grabbing me the second time."
*SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK*
"You already know what those are for," he said, still holding me by the
nape of the neck. I let out a soft moan and lowered myself so I was
resting
on the counter. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter.
"And this is for breaking your promise!"
*SMACK*
That one really hurt! I think he put all of his strength into it!
But it only served to get me hotter and wetter. John dropped the
hairbrush
and rubbed his hands over my extremely tender bottom. Then, reaching
under,
he slid one then two fingers into me. I positively melted into the
counter.
He slid in and out of me harder and harder, bringing me to the edge of
orgasm. Then he stopped. I moaned in frustration.
"You will stay like this for the rest of dinner." he commanded. "And, I
will
keep your underwear so that I might have access to you whenever I want
for
the rest of dinner. Now pull down your skirt!"
We rejoined the dinner table with myself sitting down some what
gingerly to the chair. It was one of the most interesting holiday
dinners
I have ever been to.
Have a Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!
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