Sharon walked over to the egg nog, seductively shaking her buttom and breasts with every stride she took. She poured herself two glasses of egg nog, and handed one to Jim.
"To us, Jim," she said, in a toast. "Happy Holidays."
She took a sip. Jim wainted for Sharon go first. Old habits.
Sharon stopped in mid-sip. Jim cringed. Had he botched the reciple? Then, surprisingly, Sharon gulped down the egg nog, poured herself another, and without saying a word, dropped it down as well.
"This is really good." she said hurriedly, before taking a third, and final, glass.
Egg nog, of all things, was the second Fruit of Eden. In drinking it, Sharon came to know sin all over again, as if she had never tasted it before. Soon, all her inhibitions were removed, and replaced with something far more wicked.
Sharon purposely spilled a little egg nog down her bra, and looked to Jim with fakely innocent eyes.
"Jim, could you get that for me?"
What does Jim do?
Tue Dec 23 23:55:35 2003