Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
For our Christmas party, I chose lingerie I thought would make Alfred prefer them on his bedroom floor instead of on my body; clearly, he is more gentlemanly than I had considered. So tonight, I planned to go simple. Sweet cotton panties in white and no bra, my party dress is topless, so I don’t want straps ruining the appeal.
The Tomsin New Year’s Eve Bash was pumping when I arrived at Randi’s house. She is awful brave to let us all party here. Avery was DJing, and Payton and Torrence were losing a game of strip poker to Morgan, who chuckled through a cloud of cigar smoke. “Kaykay!” They cheered, holding up mostly empty glasses of champagne. I gave the ladies a nod and wandered deeper into the house. Alexus slapped my ass as I passed and I playful acted offended. Why was it always so hard to find the only man at these functions?
IT Daddy IS My New Year’s Resolution Pt 2.
I finally found him in the kitchen. Alone. He was also more casually dressed this time than he had been at the Christmas party. Black slacks complemented his button-up shirt in a soft blue. The color made his eyes seem softer, or maybe it was the slight crinkles at the edge of his eyes when he smiled at me. “Happy New Year, Kayla.” I took the glass he offered me and looked down into the bubbles racing to the surface.
“I hope it will be.” The champagne fizzed over my tongue when I sipped the glass. I noticed him watching my mouth, so I licked over my plump lower lip and leaned over the island separating us. His gaze flicked from my lips to my cleavage, and I noted his nostrils flare slightly. That’s it; someone is struggling.
“TEN, NINE, EIGHT.” I heard the ladies begin to cheer, and I cocked my head to the side.
“Ut-oh.” My eyebrows lifted, and I pushed off the counter to close in on him. He didn’t move. He kept his tight ass leaning against the counter with his hands holding the edge on either side of his hips. “The new year’s nearly here.” Alfred nodded and looked down at me when I pressed myself against his body. Even in my heels, he was still taller than me by at least half a foot. I think I could feel his heartbeat increase by a few paces.
Kayla’s New Year Kiss
“SEVEN, SIX, FIVE!” The ladies screamed from the other room.
“So it is.” His voice was lower than it ever gets at the office, and it sent tingles down my spine. I placed my glass on the counter by his left hand and traced my finger up the buttons on his shirt. He didn’t stop me, so I popped the first button and then the second.
“FOUR, THREE, TWO!”
“It’s tradition to ring in the new year with a kiss. I think it brings good luck or something. We can’t chance not bringing Tomsin luck in 2023, can we?” His eyes were so pretty this close. When his head shook, I wondered if this was some kind of cruel joke. Was I hallucinating?
His chin lowered a fraction, and then his right hand lifted and cupped my jaw. I didn’t mean to inhale as sharply as I did, but it all seemed like a dream. His left hand pressed against my lower back, and my lips tipped up, still parted on my gasp when he closed the space between us. Alfred’s firm mouth overtook mine as the girls screamed in the New year. His tongue pushed passed my lips and teased mine before I poked mine back into his mouth. Another shock came when he sucked my tongue and nipped the end of it before breaking the kiss. My hand lifted to my lips; I could still taste him when Chloe popped her head into the kitchen and snickered.
“Ew, get a room, you two!”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357