The warm light of the open fire danced across the wood-panelled walls as I watched my husband, Alec, climb the stepladder to finish putting the lights on the tree. Beside me, our close friend Sofia hung the baubles as Christmas music played. It had been a bitterly cold day today, but inside, with the comforting warmth of the fire, it was toasty. 

We’d had such a delightful day browsing the Christmas markets and enjoying a Christmas lunch at a village pub, and it was coming to an end perfectly this evening as we put up the Christmas decorations.

As Alec stepped down from the ladder, he approached Sofia, pulled her close, and pressed his lips against hers. Some would have reacted jealously to this, but I had long ago discovered the joys of sharing and being shared.  

“Those new decorations you bought are beautiful, Serena,” Sofia soothed, her voice melodic with her faint Italian accent. “But what are we going to do with all these old ones?”

“I have an idea,” Alec smiled wickedly, looking between the box of old decorations and me. “Sofia, get her undressed.”

It’s funny how quickly a situation can turn. One moment, I was enjoying the festivities as we put up the Christmas decorations, and the next, my whole body tingled with lustful anticipation.

My body stiffened as Sofia approached me and slowly unbuttoned my blouse. She leaned into my neck, tracing her lips against my soft and sensitive skin, laughing gently as my body tensed.

My blouse fell to the floor, and with a confident ease, she reached around to unclip my bra, brushing her lips teasingly against mine, tasting the sweetness of the eggnog she had drunk earlier.

She pulled away, and I reached out towards her, moaning as she went down onto her knees and tugged at my skirt, letting it fall down my legs. Her sultry eyes gazed up at me, alluring and seductive as she nipped at the top of my panties, pulling them off slowly with her teeth.

Sofia rose to her feet, standing almost a foot smaller than me but smiling victoriously. My whole body yearned to be touched, but she waited for Alec.

Alec sauntered towards me, picking up the old coil of Christmas lights. He handed one end to Sofia as he wrapped the lights firmly around me, starting at my ankles, going all the way up to my neck. I wriggled with my arms restrained to my side. Sofia took advantage of my helplessness, gently rubbing my nipples between her fingers.

The soft crackling of the fire, along with Sofia’s attention, helped me fall slowly into a trance. A sharp pinch made me moan as Alec hung baubles off my body using little clips that dug into my soft flesh. 

While Alec decorated, Sofia let her hand trace down my stomach to between my legs. Tantalisingly slow, she traced her finger back and forth. I felt my body sway slowly with her touch, willing her on. Alec had moved on to wrapping tinsel around my breasts and around my neck, stopping to kiss my neck before biting down on my flesh.

The sharp pain jolted through me, temporarily bringing me out of my trance for a moment's air before I fell in deeper.

“Tongue,” Alec said firmly, and I stuck my tongue out obediently, resisting the urge to do it in a petulant manner. Though when Alec pinned a pair of Christmas bell decorations onto my tongue, I wished I had. It would have been worth it.

Sofia rose to her feet, leaving me throbbing for more attention from her. A wry smile lit her face as she recognised the song playing.

Santa baby. Just slip a sable under the tree for me.

She turned away from me to face Alec, dancing seductively to the music as she stepped up towards him, unbuttoning his shirt. Turning to face me again, she danced with her back against him, every slow sway pressing against him as she revelled in me watching her please him.

I heard Alec’s growl, even from here. He unzipped her dress, not waiting for it to fall to the floor as he grabbed a fistful of her hair. With a frenzied lust, he pulled her head back by her hair and kissed her neck, guiding her towards where I stood.

Sofia gave back as good as she got, wrapping her arms around Alec and running her nails down his back as she backed up towards me. I winced as she pressed into me; the sharp pain from the movement of the decorations pinned to me was felt all over my chest as the bell jingled while swinging from my tongue until it slipped off from my drooling.

Alec smirked before picking me up as if I weighed nothing, before dropping me softly on my back on the sofa in front of the fire.

Sofia unzipped Alec’s jeans, pulling out his cock, offering it to me. I opened my mouth eagerly, sticking my tongue out, begging for it. Alec obliged, and I reached to take his fullness in my mouth. Sofia pressed on the back of my head, pushing me deep onto his cock as it filled my throat. I coughed, and my eyes watered, but I didn’t resist. 

When he pulled out from my throat, I let the drool drip down my chin. He dragged my legs over the side of the sofa to make space, and as he walked to the other side, Sofia climbed on top and straddled my face.

Her intoxicating scent filled my nostrils as she lowered herself onto my face. Driven by the need to serve, I stuck my tongue out and was rewarded with her taste when she pressed her weight onto my face. The cushion sank as Alec climbed on above my head, and when Sofia lifted to give me air, I saw my husband's cock push deep inside her.

Even with my face being smothered by her wet pussy, her moaning was loud. I couldn’t blame her, I knew exactly how good that felt.

Sofia leaned down and caressed my clit teasingly with her tongue as Alec fucked her to climax. As her body writhed with pleasure, she bit down on the inside of my thigh.

After Sofia had recovered, she stood up and helped Alec lay me on the floor. They both sat down on the sofa and snuggled together, resting their feet on me. I recognised the start of Love Actually playing on the television as Alec rested his foot on my face. Sofia followed his lead and used her toes to continue to caress my clit. I wasn’t going to see much of the film, but that didn’t matter too much. With the two of them embracing on the sofa, using me for their own comfort. Love actually is all around.