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Mistletoe Mischief (Audio Script)
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During their annual holiday party, a husband and wife sneak off upstairs with their hot neighbor for a naughty threeway. The stakes are high with a house full of guests downstairs… but that’s what makes it so much fun. In this audio sex story, a couple sneak off upstairs with their neighbor for a spontaneus threesome in the middle of a Christmas dinner party. family.
Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.
Edited by: Huangguo Drama · Updated:
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Oh.
The lemon squares are such a hit. I knew they would be.
Okay.
Still waiting on quite a few people to arrive.
I don’t think I’ve ever been so thankful for a dishwasher.
Okay… time for a drink.
“How are we doing for spring rolls?”
“Uhh… yeah.
Still got a box of those.
”
“And the vegan cakes?”
“Going down well.
Even my mom likes it.
”
“Really? I thought she’d hate it.”
“Well… I may not have told her they are vegan. You know how judgey she is about that kind of thing. No idea why.
Besides, she apparently loves what you did with the frosting.”
I take a deep breath and pour myself a generous glass of wine.
It’s our first time hosting a Christmas party since we moved into the new house. I was feeling like an anxious mess this morning… and you’ve been so patient with me.
It’s so good to finally have everyone around, now that it really feels like home.
It’s kind of a half holiday party, half housewarming thing.
We’ve invited both our families… friends… a few of the neighbors.
Speaking of neighbors, I see our next door neighbor chatting to one of my aunts by the back door.
He looks pretty relieved when she wanders off to get another drink for herself.
I give him a knowing look and he makes a beeline for us, his empty glass in his hand. He ducks into the kitchen, away from the chatter of the living room.
“Hey, you.”
“Hey, looking good in here.
Fill me up, would you?
”
“Sorry about my aunt.
She had you stuck over there for quite a while.
”
“No, no, she’s great. Kind of hilarious… though, I’m not sure if she was intentionally making some jokes. I think she may actually think—”
“Oh yeah, she has some pretty wild ideas.”
“It sounds like it.”
He raises his glass to the both of us, and we clink them together. His eyes linger on me as he takes a sip, and I feel my cheeks flushing… and it’s not from the wine.
We have an… interesting relationship… with our neighbor. It’s not something I ever saw us doing but… we just kind of fell into… well, whatever this is. And I like it. A lot.
“Cheers.
To good food and great friends, huh?
”
You move a little closer to me, standing just behind me now. I lean into you, my back against your chest.
“What a day.”
“You should have seen this one, up at seven this morning prepping everything.
”
“On a Saturday, damn.
You can’t pay me to roll out of bed before ten on the weekends.
”
You set down your glass and start to rub my shoulders…
“Mmm, that’s good…”
“You have to learn to relax… go with the flow, baby.”
“Hey, come on. I know how to let loose… sometimes.”
“Oh really? You, who needs at least three to seven business days to plan a singular day off work?”
“Shut up!”
“Even I know he’s right about that one.
And we’ve known each other for what… three months?
”
“I’m still full of surprises, I’ll have you know.”
“Hmm… like this?”
He reaches into his back pocket and holds something out to me.
I see a small mistletoe branch hanging between his fingers. It’s not real… it looks plastic and quite tacky, actually.
“Oh my god, what is that?”
“It’s mistletoe.”
“You know I hate gimmicky Christmas decor –
”
“Come on. You know what has to happen now.
It’s bad luck not to.
I mean… will you tell her…?
”
Ever since we became this… trio… you two have always been good at reminding me not to take things so seriously. To be a bit silly sometimes… to appreciate the little things in life.
“He’s right, babe.
Unless you want us to have bad luck… unless you want to doom our beautiful new house with bad karma… you gotta do it.
”
He steps closer to us and I’m practically pinned between you. His hand cups my chin as he tilts my head up, and he kisses me.
I feel myself getting lost in the kiss, your hands rubbing up and down my shoulders as his hands wrap around my waist.
I feel a mixture of excitement and nerves at the idea that someone could walk in on us.
Us… with our neighbor. You behind me, your hands now moving up to cup my breasts. His hands cupping my ass…
You kiss up my shoulder and up my neck.
Warm tingles flush through my body. God, I love the feeling of both your hands on me. I can feel my thighs clenching together with need.
Fuck, we really need to stop before we get caught.
But we can’t… it just feels too good.
Your hands are moving between my legs now, lifting my skirt and teasing me through my panties while he starts to kiss and bite my neck.
Oh my god.
I know there’s a room full of people on the other side of that wall… drinks need to be poured, anecdotes shared, holiday laughter and…
Fuck, I can’t stop this.
I never can. I don’t know what you two do to me… every time we get started I turn into this… other woman. This primal, desperate, bold woman who takes what she wants.
I love her. I want to be her.
And you both seem to like her, too.
“Let’s go upstairs.”
“Don’t you think they’ll notice?
I mean, we are the hosts of this party….”
“Look who’s not spontaneous now.
Come on… are you two really going to turn this down?
”
“Fuck. You know I’m in.”
“Do you think we’ll have enough time?”
I don’t think anyone will notice if we slip away for too long.
They’ll just think we went outside for fresh air or… down to the store for more booze, right?
I step out from between them, smooth my hair and straighten my skirt.
“You two head up.
I’ll come up in a few minutes.
I’ll just do a quick lap around here and then make an excuse to step away.
”
“You sure?”
“Absolutely. Now go!
I’ll be up…
”
It’s just as you two sneak down the hallway that the kitchen door opens. I can hear the creak of the stairs as you both quietly make your way to the bedroom.
“Hey, hun!”
“Hey!
You enjoying the party?
”
“So much!
I love what you’ve done with the place.
You know, me and my husband were talking about re-decorating and was wondering who you hired. This place is gorgeous, and the furniture—
”
God, I can feel my heart pounding. I don’t want to talk about furniture when they are upstairs waiting for me…
“Oh we didn’t hire anyone, we did it ourselves.”
“No! Oh my god, I have to pick your brain about color choices, I am going crazy trying to decide what to do in our living room…”
God, how long has it been?
Fifteen minutes talking about paint samples and home furnishings.
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