Nate sat in front of the television on a lazy Sunday morning in early December, blowing on his coffee to cool it down as he flipped through streaming apps trying to remember which one had Teen Titans.

Nora walked in, fresh from the shower with a towel wrapped around her midsection. Her pussy lips peeked out the bottom, making Nate’s heart rate spike. “Mornin’ babe!” She plopped down next to him on the couch. “Whatcha watchin’?”

A commercial came on for New Year’s Rockin’ Eve.

“Hey, do you remember which app...”

Nora interrupted excitedly. “Hey! New Years is coming up! What should we do this year? Maybe we could have some people over!”

Nate turned his head slowly to her. “No. Absolutely fucking not.” Nate’s voice was firm.

“Oh, come on, babe. It would be so much fun!” She curled herself into his lap, making his clothes damp. “We could invite some friends, have a few drinks, ring in the new year. After everything we’ve been through this year with your career setbacks and stuff, we deserve to celebrate a new beginning.”

“Nora, no.” His voice sharpened. “We’re not doing another party.”

“Ugh, you always say that, then you end up having fun.” She waved him off.

“Like, remember Halloween?” Her fingers walked up his chest. “You were so opposed to having people over, but ended up having the time of your life!”

The memory of that night made his stomach start to twist.

“I did not! That was not fun for me!” he choked out.

She leaned closer, her breath warm against his ear. “You sure seemed to enjoy it, you even egged me on while you fucked me...” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “ ... and let your friends fuck me.” She smiled wickedly and rested her hand on his crotch.

“I told you, that wasn’t me! And they were not my friends!” he protested.

She smirked and nodded sarcastically. “Oh, right. I forgot you were hiding behind the shed with no pants on, watching me fuck.” She whispered softly, then put her tongue in his ear.

“Nora! Stop it!” His breathing quickened, panic rising in his chest.

“Were you touching yourself while you watched me get fucked by all those big, fat, cocks...” she said in a low, sultry voice.

Nate’s face burned. “I ... You were ... Look, that’s not the point!”

She grinned wider, giggling breathily, looking directly into his eyes.

“We’re not doing this again!” He stood abruptly, nearly knocking her off the couch. “No party. No friends over. Nothing.”

“But, babe...”

“I said no!” he said desperately.

Nora pouted. “Okay, jeez. I’m playing around, don’t get all bent out of shape. If you really don’t want to have people over, Brock is having a get together at his place. We could do that.”

“No!” He was pacing now. “We’re not going to any goddamned parties! We’re not having people over! If we do anything, we’ll hang out here, watch the ball drop, and have some drinks like a normal fucking couple!” he yelled desperately, breathing heavily.

She stretched languidly on the couch, her towel rode up to expose her pussy in all its glory. “Come on, that sounds so booooring.”

Studying his face as she continued her stretch, she sighed. “ ... but, okay, if that’s what you really want.”

“It is.” He stopped pacing, placing his hands on his hips. He closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh. “Look, a fresh start ... actually sounds really nice. This year has been a fucking nightmare, but we don’t need to go anywhere, see anyone, or be around any kind of party atmosphere, okay?”

“Okay, okay.” Nora held up her hands in mock surrender. “I mean, I was going to tell you about this thing they’re doing downtown. It’s like a drone light show countdown thingie.”

His resolve wavered. “Drone thing?”

She grinned. “Yeah, I mean, I was going to say we could hang out downtown, just the two of us. Do a little bar hopping, watch the light show at midnight, but if you want to stay home that’s what we’ll do!”

“You mean like, where they fly a bunch of drones around and make pictures and stuff in the sky?”

“Mmhmm.” She fluttered her eyelashes at him.

He found himself considering it. “Just us? That ... that does sound pretty cool I guess.”

“Hmm, think so? I don’t know if it sounds as cool as sitting around here and passing out from boredom at 10 o’clock...” she said mockingly.

He rolled his eyes, smiling despite himself. “Look, if it’s just us ... yeah, that sounds kinda fun.”

She jumped up and wrapped her arms around him, letting her towel fall to the ground. He was practically hyperventilating after feeling her naked body against him.

Her lips found his neck, kissing and biting softly. “Mmm, you’re hard huh?” She pressed her hips against the bulge in his pants.

“Nora...” he breathed, but she was already sliding down his body, her hands working at his belt.

“Just relax.” She gave him that wicked smile, pulling his pants down. His cock sprang free, already throbbing.

She took him in her mouth, swirling her tongue around his engorged head. She started off slowly, and gradually increased the intensity until she was gagging herself on his dick and bobbing her head with increasing force. “Glk glk glk, mmmmm, glk glk glk,” his breathing becoming ragged as she worked him like a pro. She gently massaged his balls as she brought him to the edge.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, I’m ... I’m gonna...”

She pulled off his cock with a wet pop, leaving him gasping in desperation, and looked up at him with a wicked grin. “Not yet,” she purred mockingly as she placed one soft kiss on the tip and pushed him down onto the couch.

Before he could even process what was happening, she was straddling him, positioning herself over his aching cock. She sank down slowly, taking him completely inside her warm cunt. Nate moaned softly, his hands instinctively gripped her hips as she began to ride him with agonizing slowness.

“Mmm, you like that?” she asked breathlessly, dragging herself slowly up and down his cock.

He tried to answer, but all that came out was an incoherent grunt.

Her movements gradually increased speed until she was bouncing up and down on his cock at full tilt, squealing desperately. He felt himself being pushed to the edge once again.

Without warning, she stopped suddenly and lifted herself to position his cock against her tight asshole. “Nora, what are you...”

“Shh.” She lowered herself onto him slowly and bit her lip as she let out a soft groan.

Nate’s head spun, completely awestruck as she fucked him with her asshole.

“Oh god, fuck my ass baby! Yes! Harder!” she gasped, riding him hard. He tried to keep up with her, meeting her movements as he thrust into her ass.

She panted, rubbing her clit as she ground down hard on his cock. “Oh shit, shit, fuck, I’m ... I’m cumming! Uuuuugh!” she called out desperately as her orgasm tore through her. Nate let out a series of deep grunts as he came, depositing the contents of his balls deep in her ass. His whole body jerked uncontrollably as she writhed, milking every drop of cum from him.

“Mmm, that’s a good boy.” She whispered in his ear and stroked his head, collapsing against his chest.

Nate just sat there slack-jawed as he tried to catch his breath, eyes bugging out, staring at nothing.

The following weeks gave Nate hope that some semblance of normalcy was possible for their lives.

On Christmas day, Nate lounged on the couch in his boxers, watching Nora tear into her first present. She sat cross-legged on the floor, her baggy flannel pajamas doing little to hide her amazing figure.

“A bowling ball?” She held up the heavy black sphere with confusion. “Nate, what the fuck? I don’t even bowl.”

“Well, I thought maybe we could start...”

“Seriously?” Her voice was rising. “Last time we went, I told you multiple times how bored I was! And this is what you get me for Christmas? A fucking bowling ball? Of all the inconsiderate pig-headed bullshit.”

“Nora ... There’s another...”

“This is unbelievable! Ya know, I’ve been planning and saving to get your fucking...”

“NORA!” he shouted.

“WHAT!?!?” Her face was red.

“Just ... open the other present.” He pointed calmly to the elegant black gift bag behind her.

She glared at him as she picked up the fancy gift bag. The moment she opened it and saw the delicate red lace inside, her expression completely changed.

“Oh my god.” She lifted the tiny lingerie set with stockings and garters. “Nate! This is gorgeous! Agent Provocateur?” She put her hand to her chest.

“Like it?” He grinned with pride. “I remembered you talking about it.”

She squealed with delight, holding up the barely-there bra and thong. “This must have cost a fortune! Babe, this is incredible!”

“So the bowling ball...” he said sheepishly.

“Ha ... ha ... asshole!” She jabbed a finger at him with faux anger and threw a pillow.

“Try it on,” he said eagerly.

“The bowling ball?” She snorted with laughter.

He rolled his eyes. “Come on, I want to see it on you.”

She looked at the lingerie, then at him, biting her lip. “I want to ... but not yet. How about I save this for something special? I don’t want to spoil it by letting you see me in it yet.” She gave him a devilish grin.

“But I want to see how it looks...”

“And you will.” Her voice turned sultry as she stared into his eyes, grin growing wider.

She carefully folded the underwear, placing it back in the bag. “Now open yours.”

Nate picked up his gift, a small heavy box. When he opened it, his jaw dropped. “Nora, this is a Tag Heuer. Oh my god, these cost like...”

“Do you like it?” she asked anxiously.

“I love it, but ... how did you afford this?”

She shrugged casually. “I’ve been saving up. Making a little here and there.”

“Saving up what? From what?”

“Just some social media stuff.” She waved her hand dismissively. “Just enough to get my man something nice.”

Nate looked puzzled but was mostly excited about the watch. “This is amazing, thank you.” He admired it, strapping it on to his wrist.

“Merry Christmas, baby.” She crawled over to kiss him.

Later that evening, as they cuddled on the couch while watching Christmas Vacation, Nora brought up the weather forecast as the closing credits started to roll. “Hey, I heard they’re calling for rain on New Year’s Eve. I was thinking maybe we should just go to Brock’s party that I was telling you about.”

He laughed dismissively. “Rain? On New Year’s? Come on...”

She shrugged. “I’m just saying, it might be a good idea to have a backup plan.”

“We’re not going to Brock’s stupid fucking party!” Nate’s voice rose steadily.

“Okay, chill out, babe. I’m just trying to make sure we don’t have any ... incidents again.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he said defensively.

“I just want to make sure we have a nice evening, that’s all,” she said slowly, like she was trying to calm a toddler.

“We’ll have a nice evening downtown exactly like we planned.” He scowled, clenching his teeth.

Nora held her hands up. “Okay ... Fine ... Forget I mentioned it” she said resignedly.

But it was too late. Nate’s mood had irreparably soured.

On New Year’s Eve, Nate stood in the bedroom admiring himself in the mirror as Nora emerged from the bathroom wearing her Christmas Gift.

“I said I was saving this for something special.” She struck a sexy pose with a sultry smile. “Well, tonight’s gonna be special.”

Nate’s jaw dropped. The lingerie was even more stunning on her than he’d imagined. The red lace barely contained her tits, the thong disappeared between her ass cheeks, and the garter belt framed her curves perfectly.

His dick went rock hard instantly, but something nagged at him. He almost suggested she save it for another night, but the little blood that was left for his brain was too busy drinking in the image of her.

“You like it?” She did a slow turn, garters stretching against her thighs.

“I ... uhh, Jesus fucking Christ ... I mean, yes! You look...” He breathed hard, unable to look away. “You look incredible.”

Nora giggled slightly as she picked up her dress from the bed and headed back into the bathroom, clicking the door shut behind her.

Nate stood there, heart pounding. He glanced back at himself in the mirror, sighing deeply at his reflection, which suddenly seemed inadequate.

He stepped quietly toward the bathroom, gingerly turning the knob and cracking the door open just enough to catch another peek at Nora in the lingerie.

He watched as she struck sexy poses in the fancy underwear and snapped mirror selfies.

“Taking some naughty pics for me?” He poked his head through the door with a sly grin.

She gasped, startled, and put her hand to her chest. “Nate! Jesus you scared the shit out of me. I was just ... I mean, yeah, of course!” She tapped at her phone quickly. A moment later his phone buzzed. The photo showed her with one hand on her hip making an exaggerated kissy face.

“Daaaaamn, Nora! This is one for the ol’ spank bank!”

She gave Nate the side eye as she slipped into the expensive black dress she’d bought for the occasion. It hugged every curve and made the lingerie underneath nearly visible through the fabric, with only a hint of red seeping through.

“Ready, handsome?” she asked with a sexy smile.

He gestured at the tent in his pants. “I don’t think I’m in any shape to leave just yet ... maybe you could...”

“Oh my god! Can you stop being a goddamn horn dog for like, five minutes?” She rolled her eyes in exasperation.

“Sorry, you just look so damn good.” He held his hands up, panting like a dog. Nora didn’t seem that amused.

“Too bad, you’ll have to keep it in your pants, we have an Uber on the way.” She made a sly expression. “But don’t worry, it’s like they say, good things come to those who wait.” She winked.

Nate tried to distract his mind by thinking about whether he missed anything on the year-end compliance report, hoping to get his erection to subside.

When their Uber pulled up, Nate opened the door and checked the app. “Pradeep?” The man sat there silent, eyes glued to Nora, mouth hanging open. Nate cleared his throat. “Hello?”

“Oh, yes, yes, ride for Nate?” he finally responded, never taking his eyes off Nora long enough to notice Nate’s glare.