"Ok then, you ready to do this?" Dean asked, putting a hand to the side of Seth's face and looking him in the eyes. "This is your last chance...you can still back out now if you want to."

Seth chuckled, shaking his head. "No fucking way...not now that we're this close. You know what I want."

"Oh, I sure do," Dean replied, "and Santa's gonna make sure you get it." He reached for the doorknob and opened the door slowly, nudging Seth out first. "Go on."

As they emerged from the bathroom, both were stopped in their tracks by the sight of Leighla, who was sitting in an armchair next to the tree, the twinkling lights reflecting off the wine glass in her hand. She lifted it to her lips and sipped, her eyes following the two men suspiciously as they came around and sat together on the couch opposite her. She shifted around in the chair, uncrossing and re-crossing her legs in the opposite direction, her stockings making a breathy whooshing sound as her thighs slid against one another.

Seth couldn't help but be taken aback by her beauty as she sat there, undoubtedly waiting for an explanation. He glanced over at Dean, who had slumped back with his legs spread, hand casually resting on his crotch. His eyes were locked on her legs, entranced by the impatient tapping of her toe in the spike-heeled shoes. At that point, Seth knew he was going to have to be the one to start talking first.

"Ok, hun, so I know this probably looks bad, but there's a really good explanation..."

"There damn well better be," Leighla interrupted, her tone mildly threatening. "Let me guess," she said, addressing Seth while staring daggers at Dean. "You brought home another guy you want to fuck, but instead of just being honest and saying that's what you want, you're gonna try to make it sound like it's for my benefit. Am I right?"

Seth opened and then closed his mouth, completely at a loss for words.

"Wait, whaddya mean, 'another guy'?" Dean said, sitting up and smacking Seth on the shoulder.

Leighla laughed. "What? Did you think you were the first guy he's had the hots for? Puh-lease...you can't be that dumb."

"Yeah well, shows how much you know," Dean shot back, screwing up his face at her.

"Look, babe, I think I've been more than accommodating to your little 'tendencies' over the years. I mean, I understand it's hard out there on the road and you need a certain amount of...well..."

"Dick," Dean added, nodding his head in agreement.

Leighla narrowed her eyes at him over the edge of her wine glass as she took another drink. She continued, ignoring the unsolicited comment. "As I was saying, you need a certain amount of...physical contact...and I know you're not exactly choosy about the gender you do it with, either."

"What the fuck, man?!" Dean interjected again, smacking Seth harder this time. "How many people are you banging, anyway?"

"Wow...its a good thing you're pretty, Ambrose. I'm assuming you must have a big cock...that's his type. Isn't it, babe?" She looked at Seth, her mouth curling up on one side as he squirmed visibly, but wisely kept his mouth shut. "Look, I'm aware that you've probably sucked off half of the guy's locker room, and for all I know, you've probably done just about everything but take it in the ass, too. And I'm fine with that...really. But I just wish you'd stop making it seem like you're doing these 'favors' for me by trying to get me to mess around with other people too. We've tried that, remember? And what always happens? Oh, I'll tell you...all that happens is, every dick gets sucked, but nobody gives a shit about this," she said, uncrossing her legs and gesturing toward her ribbon-covered mound. "It's bullshit. I'm fucking hot, dammit. I bust my ass to look this good. I want somebody to want me...even if I don't have a cock."

Dean stood up suddenly, pacing across the room and turning around to glare at Seth as he searched for the right words to express his feelings. "Ok, first of all, I don't know how you could possibly neglect a woman this fine," he said, pointing at Leighla, "just so you could get your little slut ass filled."

"No, he doesn't do that. That was part of the agreement. Right, honey?" she asked, looking for reassurance that it wasn't true.

"Umm...well," Seth muttered, wiping sweat off his brow with his shirt sleeve, his hand slightly shaky.

Leighla's gaze turned deadly serious. "Wait- you said you weren't going to fuck anybody else."

"HA! Now who's dumb?" Dean laughed, but then quickly shut up. "Sorry...I didn't mean that. But honestly, if he hasn't told you this yet, I'm gonna, because you deserve to know, ok?"

"Please, somebody tell me the truth," Leighla implored.

"Well...your man here does a hell of a lot more than just suck dick. He takes it in the ass like a fuckin' champ, too. I mean, I've been fucking him pretty regularly for the past two years. And from the sound of it, I'm probably not the only one." He shot a hurt look at Seth momentarily, then turned to Leighla, dropping to his knees on the carpet a few feet in front of her. He pulled the hat off of his head, his hair sticking out wildly in every direction.

"Look, I came here because he asked me to. Even though he's an idiot, he still loves you a whole fucking lot. It's just that...well, he's kind of a freak, and if you guys are ever gonna make it as a couple, you're gonna need to work out some kind of deal that benefits both of you. Because I'm telling you, he's not going to stop being the way he is." Dean looked into her icy blue eyes, which were less than sympathetic.

Leighla sat quietly for a few moments, her fingers toying idly with a nearby ornament hanging from the tree. She sighed in resignation, downed the remainder of her wine, and stood up, stepping directly in front of Dean. She untied the robe and let it fall onto the floor, leaving herself exposed in the bow lingerie and towering heels.

She looked down at Dean and took his scruffy chin in her manicured hand, tilting his head up. "Are you good at eating pussy?" she asked, smiling when his eyes lit up.

"Oh, fuck yeah," Dean gasped, looking her up and down. "I fuckin' love it."

"Good," she replied, turning and walking back to the chair. She sat down, gave Dean a sultry look, and parted her legs. "Because that's what I want. I want you to make me come...while he watches. Think you can do that?"

Dean looked back at Seth and winked, then turned back to the woman in front of him. "I can do that, and whatever else you might need, too." He started to crawl to her on his hands and knees, stopping inches from her legs. "May I?" he asked politely, eyes flicking downward to indicate his intent.

Leighla reached out and ran her fingers through his sandy hair, smiling as she glared in Seth's direction. "Please do."

Dean put his hands on her thighs and slowly ran them up her sides, moving closer to her. "You're so fuckin' sexy," he gushed, his head dropping down to kiss the tops of her breasts. He growled as he pulled her hips towards him and pushed her legs up and back in one smooth motion, chuckling darkly when she squealed in surprise.

He looked down at her spread pussy, the red ribbon wedged tightly between her outer lips and a very wet spot darkening the material. He rubbed his fingers up and over it, grinning and licking his lips when she moaned in encouragement. "Ooh, you're ready, aren't you? You want me to lick this pretty little pussy?" he asked, looking up at her with innocent blue eyes.

"Mmhm, yes...please...do it..." She clutched at his shoulder, digging in her nails in anticipation.

Dean reached up and pulled on one of the tail ends of the bow, untying it. The ribbon came loose and fell away, exposing her small, neatly trimmed vagina, her pubic hair as dark as the hair on her head. He let out an involuntary, guttural sound as he ran an index finger down her slit, testing its wetness. Without any further hesitation, he moved in and lapped slowly upward, his tongue passing over her excited clit and drawing a juicy moan from her throat. He groaned and did it again, circling his tongue around the twitching nub and then closing his lips around it.

"Yessss," she gasped as she felt the delicious suction envelop her most sensitive spot. "Fuck yes...oh my god, your mouth..."

"It's good, isn't it?" Seth asked as he sat perched on the edge of the couch, watching intently. "I love his fucking mouth."

"Uh-huh...I can see why you like him," she responded breathlessly, hands gripping curly auburn locks and pulling his face tighter against her. "So...does he have a big cock, babe? Are you going to tell me, or do I have to find out for myself?"

Dean giggled a little bit as he continued to happily mouth her pussy, his hand dropping down to fondle his own hard dick through the Santa pants. "Yeah," Seth replied distractedly, eyes wide as saucers. His foot tapped nervously on the floor as he waited for some word of encouragement to come closer.

"Mmhmm, I knew it," Leighla hummed, rocking her hips against Dean's eager, wriggling tongue. She bit the tip of her tongue between her teeth as her arousal kicked up several notches and she began to squirm under the sudden, intense pleasure. "Fuck, baby...is he as good with his cock as he is with his mouth? Because, damn..." she trailed off, panting.

Seth gulped, his heart skipping a few beats. "He's better."

Dean felt her clit throb under his tongue when Seth confessed that information and he quickly sealed his mouth around it, working into a rhythm, slurping and sucking wetly between her legs. Leighla broke into full-throated, yearning moans as she grew more and more excited. Dean's mouth felt like magic as it sucked her closer and closer to the edge, the tingling spreading throughout her entire body.

"Fuccckkk, that's it, don't stop...that's perfect," she whined, looking at Seth again and catching his eye. "You...come here. I want you to see this," she said, motioning for Seth to approach. He whipped off his shirt and dropped to his hands and knees, more than ready to do anything and everything that might be asked of him. He began to crawl, never taking his eyes off of the dark-haired girl as she allowed his best friend to service her orally.

Dean started to moan along with her as her clit pulsed faster and got harder in his mouth. He was keenly aware of the insistent throbbing of his cock, and he really hoped he would get to use it soon, but at that particular moment, he was far too into the insanely hot sounds coming from Leighla's mouth to worry about it. He reached up and squeezed both of her tits in his large hands, pinching her nipples hard, urging her to let go.

Leighla tensed up, the white-hot pleasure spilling forth and flooding all her senses. She moaned and keened rapturously as Dean sucked her orgasm right out of her, working busily while her juices overflowed in his mouth.

Seth made it up next to them just as she started to come, and he had a hard time deciding on whether to focus on her face or the face that was buried in her crotch. He ended up just sitting back on his heels and palming his own erection as she rode out her climax, even more eagerly awaiting what he hoped would come next.

"God, I want you both," Seth said quietly, his eyes burning with need.