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A Christmas PresentMy bath was just starting to cool down when I heard a car coming down the drive to the house. It was my best friend, Alyssa, coming to visit and right on time, as usual. I smiled to myself and got out of the whirlpool, drying off as I heard her make her way inside and upstairs towards my room."Kathy?" she asked as she came into the bedroom."In here, Lyssa," I replied as I moved over to the shower stall.She walked through the open door as I got in the shower and reached for my razor. "I'm still getting ready. I wasn't expecting you quite so soon," I lied.Lyssa sat down on the makeup chair and watched me through the open glass door. I was sitting on the built-in shower seat soaping my legs and shaving them. Looking up at her, I smiled and said "Sorry. I felt like relaxing and took a bit long in the tub."She gave me one of her lovely smiles. "That's alright, I can wait." She pushed her long dark hair away from her face as she glanced down to look in her purse. Lyssa's a lovely woman, slim, about my height, with a girlish figure and a lightness of movement that always draws a second look from men.I've known Lyssa since we were roommates in college. We were instant friends when we met and have stayed so ever since. Despite my wildness in college and the trouble it inevitably caused her, Lyssa's always been there for me through thick and thin. Even eight years later she was still my best friend. It was only two days ago that she had finally confessed her secret to me.We'd been drinking and messing around online with a few friends when I decided it was time to jump in the hot tub outside. Casual nudity in front of her is nothing new for me, but when I started stripping down and challenged her to a race to the tub she blushed and fumbled with her clothes. I hadn't aydın rus escort really thought about it, but I realized then it'd always been me nude, not Lyssa; at least not often."Come on, silly!," I teased and ran out the french doors, across the balcony and down the stairs to the patio and the hot tub. I was almost in the tub when I heard her bare feet padding down the stairs and looked back to see her coming quickly towards me. I hopped in the tub and caught a quick glimpse of her nudity as she slid in too."You forgot these, Kathy," she said and proudly held up a bottle of champagne and two glasses.I laughed. "Oh, and I thought you were just being shy."She turned away from me, popping open the champagne and I realized my best friend was blushing.After we finished the bottle I was getting weepy. My marriage was in a rough spot, I was tired and drunk, and I just needed a shoulder to cry on. I spilled out all my feelings, cried a bit, and leaned against her. She was holding me and telling me things would work out.Lyssa got me out of the tub, helped me dry off, and walked me back to the bedroom. She was so kind, so gentle, and I just needed that so badly that I started crying all over again.She pulled back the bed covers and had me get in and I was still weepy. I looked up into her deep brown eyes and asked her to hold me.She hesitated and then broke down."Oh my God, Kathy, I don't know if I can," she said and sat down on the bed, a flood of tears pouring down her face.I was startled by her reaction. How could I have made her cry? "What's wrong, darling?," I asked softly, sitting up to hold her. "Tell me."She just looked at me, tears falling, and asked, "You really don't know, Kathy?"Somehow, I did know, but I didn't ever let it aydın rus escort bayan surface. We'd been friends so long, so close, but I now, well, I did know why her feelings were tearing her apart.I wiped a tear from her cheek. "I think I just really realized it now, tonight. Talk to me, Lyssa.""I love you," she said, and with those words opened up a world of revelations for me. "I have for eight years." Her head dropped and the tears flowed and I pulled her into bed. We talked and hugged and shared our feelings for an hour before we both fell asleep. I knew she loved me, she wanted me, and I knew I was scared of losing my dearest friend. And I confessed to her, too, all of that and how I just didn't know where to go with all of these emotions. She was so kind and gentle with me and listened and held me and let me sleep a deep, long, resting sleep. It didn't seem to matter that we were naked; it just made me feel closer.And now it was two nights later and I'd decided what to do."Lyssa?" I asked, and she looked up from her rummaging through her purse. "What would you like for Christmas?"She gave me a small smile, started to say something, and then laughed. "Oh, I don't know. You know me, anything will do. I'm surprised you haven't found something already."I kept shaving my legs, almost finished with them now. I stood up and rinsed off, feeling Lyssa's eyes roaming over me.I'm such a tease."Oh, I've thought of a few things," I said casually, as I braced one foot on the seat, slightly turned from her, and began to apply shaving cream to the top of my pubic mound. I keep myself fully shaved."Uh, yeah?" Lyssa mumbled as I started shaving."Yes, I thought maybe I'd get you one thing, but then I thought of something else. You know, rus escort aydın sometimes it's justso hard to decide," I rambled aimlessly on, and then satdown, spread my legs wide and applied shaving cream downone side of my lips.I could hear Lyssa breathing just a few feet away, but I didn't look over at her.Gently, I ran the razor along, taking off what almost non-existent stubble there was. Then I rinsed off and put more cream along my other side, turning now so I was almost facing Lyssa.Our conversation had ground to a halt. I was so turned on I almost didn't have to rinse off, but I did, slowly running my hands over myself, being sure every fold was fully clean. I slowly ran my fingers all the way front to back and forwards again, raising my eyes to look at Lyssa. She was staring at my pussy, open-mouthed and breathing hard.I coyly closed my legs, stood up and did a quick all-over rinse. Stepping out of the shower, I toweled myself off not saying a word.Finally, I turned and walked into the bedroom. I heard Lyssa get up behind me and could feel her walking slowly into the room. I turned and faced her. "Now, turn around."She looked startled and confused and actually cleared her throat. "Around?" she said.I spun my finger around and said "Yes, dear, turn around. Look the other way." I could see the disbelief in her face as she did what I asked. I almost giggled. After all that, really, what was left to hide?Preparing myself quickly with the items I'd had ready, I took a quick look in my mirror to be sure everything was just right, and took a deep breath."Okey dokey, Lyssa," I said.She turned. I was standing within arm's reach of her wearing nothing but a bright red wide ribbon tied with a bow around my waist."Merry Christmas to my best friend!" I said.She didn't waste any time unwrapping her present.Hours later, as I lay gasping with yet another oncoming orgasm, my face buried in my pillow, my ass high up in the air and Lyssa's tongue swirling me into ecstasy once again, I thought of you, and how a present can be given to a friend more than once, if it's the right kind.Merry Christmas!