Chapter 1: Christmas is coming

Amanda laughed to herself as she took in how excited Zoe and Robbie had become. They were on their way to buy a Christmas tree for the house and Robbie was acting just as much the teenager as Zoe was, bubbling over, his eyes gleaming as he was caught up in the fever of the season.

She drew into the lot and they piled from the car to look over the available stock. Robbie took in the huge number of different types of conifers, spruces etc and the paraphernalia for 'netting' trees when they were bought. The netting helped to constrain the branches and make the trees easier to transport. A devilish thought entered his head and he recognised Jason's essence was making an appearance.

"Robbie, would you mind if I had a little free reign here?" He heard in his head.

"What did you have in mind Jason?"

"Oh, just a little Mandy teasing."

Robbie could feel Jason's laughter and thought to himself that Mandy could be in for a bit of fun. He and Jason had been practising over the past few weeks and had reached a point where Robbie could hand over control of his body completely to Jason. He had absolute trust that Jason would never abuse this ability and now he mentally relaxed himself to allow Jason control.

Robbie/Jason sidled up to Amanda and slid his arm round her waist. She was wearing a heavy skirt and jacket combination as well as thick gloves to keep out the cold. He bent over to nuzzle and whisper in her ear.

"Mandy, do you think the sales staff would mind terribly if two of their customers were to make an exhibition of themselves out here amongst their stock?"

Amanda stiffened as she heard Jason's voice coming from Robbie's mouth.

"Oh god Jason, not here, please. We can't, not with people around, not in broad daylight."

Her breath was already catching a little in her throat.

"Oh but I think we should baby. In fact I insist."

Amanda shuddered at the authority in his tone. This was the voice he used whenever he wanted to take control. This was the voice that she had found over the years brought out her submissive side. It only happened with Jason. Her inability to resist him when he spoke to her like this was the ultimate turn on for her. She knew she would do just about anything for him, including, she knew, making an exhibitionist of herself in the Christmas tree lot.

She felt her panties already becoming wet as she imagined what he might 'make' her do. She felt his hand slide over her rump and continue on until it was under her skirt and travelling back upwards. She felt his cold hand stroking her butt over her panties and shivered, not only because of the freezing fingers, but also because she realised his hand on her panties and ass must mean her skirt was raised and he was putting her on display to anyone who happened to look their way.

"Jason, remember that people are only going to see a sixteen-year-old boy doing this if they catch us."

"I know baby, doesn't that make you feel twice as naughty? Don't you want the nice boy's cock inside you baby? What will you do when he takes you round behind that pile of Nordman Firs and bends you over? Will you let him? Will you be worrying about getting caught fucking a sixteen-year-old boy? Are you thinking about how much you want it? Getting horny just thinking about it?"

Amanda's breathing was becoming more laboured as she responded to Jason's words and her imagination conjured up the picture he was painting. She felt the hand on her butt steer her over towards a large stack of fir trees that she assumed were the Nordman Firs that Robbie/Jason had referred to.

"Oh my god, he really means it. He's going to make me do it right here in the middle of the day where anybody could catch us."

Zoe stared at her mother and Robbie wide eyed and open-mouthed. She had watched him slide his hand up under her skirt and had a good idea what his intentions were as he led her away. She followed behind them discreetly, swivelling her head to see whether anyone else had noticed what was going on or was taking an interest in the other pair. So far they seemed to be in the clear.

As Robbie/Jason gently but firmly pushed Amanda forward, he let his other hand come up and slide through the opening between two of the buttons on her jacket, cupping her breast and beginning to tease her nipple into hardness. Her face was flushed with the excitement of the situation. By now Amanda was hyperventilating as the tension and arousal flooded her body.

He led her behind the trees, stopped her and let his hand slide over her ass, between her thighs and over her bulging mons. She moaned as his fingers rubbed her slit.

"Oh Jesus, everyone can see us, see that he's playing with me. Uuuhhhhh, I can't believe I'm getting sooo hot! He won't really make me do it, will he?"

"I think we've come far enough. Now, I want you to bend over and hold onto that tree. Spread your legs for me baby, come on you know you want to."

"Uhhhhh, Jason, please, uuuhhhhhh, Jason!"

He continued to stroke her leaking pussy as he pressed her lower back, forcing her to bend from the waist. He used one foot to gently nudge her legs apart and eased in behind her, rubbing his hard cock against her butt.

"Can you feel how hard I am for you baby, I'm going to do it now, I'm gonna pull your panties aside and slide into your hot, wet pussy."

Robbie/Jason moved his hand to grip the edge of Amanda's panties and he pulled them over, exposing her slit, allowing her juices to run unimpeded down her inner thigh. As soon as Amanda felt the cold air on her exposed sex she believed he was really going to make her do this, make her take his cock right out in the open, in broad daylight, and with people possibly watching. The wantonness of it all was just too much and she clenched her thighs together tightly as she felt her climax wash over her.

"Aaaahhhhhhhhh, oohhh Jason, Jason, Jasssooooonnnnn."

Robbie stepped back from Amanda and smiled as he took in the sight of Amanda bent over, wet, and realised what Jason had been up to while he had had control. He let her catch her breath and straighten up before smiling at her and acting as if nothing had happened.

"So, I take it that this is the one you really want?" He asked, an innocent look on his face as he pointed to the tree she had been bent over.

Amanda turned to look at the tree and blushed at the thought of buying it and taking it home.

Robbie wandered off to get a sales assistant to net the tree. Amanda walked over to Zoe, realising she had watched the entire episode. She blushed as she felt her daughter looking at her strangely but decided that she would just need to try and ignore the look and act as if nothing had happened.

They loaded up the tree and drove it back to the house. Robbie manhandled it into the family room and placed the trunk into the metal tree stand that they had set out before they had left. Amanda and Zoe held the tree upright while Robbie tightened the four screw/bolts that secured it firmly in place. Once it was secured, Robbie cut the netting with a pair of scissors and let the branches droop down. They wandered round the tree, pressing the branches down gently until they were satisfied with its shape.

Amanda brought in a mister and sprayed the tree with water to help it retain its needles. They then spent a pleasant few hours putting lights, garlands and ornaments on the tree. There was a lot of horseplay between Robbie and Zoe which probably meant that their efforts took twice as long as they should have but eventually they all stood back to look at their handiwork.

"It looks good but there's something missing, we need a feature for the very top, this old fairy has certainly seen its day." Said Amanda.

Robbie dashed upstairs and returned holding something in his hand. He approached the tree and positioned an ornamental snowman's head on the top of the tree. The snowman had on a tartan tophat and a tartan scarf.

"It's been in my family for years," he said, "I couldn't bring myself to leave it at home and packed it for some reason. I hope you don't mind."

"It's perfect." Said Amanda and Zoe together.

They pushed the tree on its stand into the corner and Amanda plugged in the lights. With the lights flickering, lighting up the tinsel garlands and making it shimmer, the tree looked fantastic. All three stood looking at it, each thinking about those who would not share their Christmas this year.

Amanda broke the sombre mood by getting the two teens involved in putting up other decorations around the house. A Christmas wreath was hung on the door; garlands and holly branches placed at various points and some mistletoe strategically situated above the main fireplace.

Robbie stood in the middle of the room, watching the two Gray women putting the finishing touches to their work. He realised he was already deeply in love with them both and his thought helped lift some of the gloom surrounding his parents not being with him this year.

"Hey you two, how about I take you both out to the fanciest restaurant we can find tonight for dinner?" He asked them.

"Robbie! What a great idea. Can we get dressed up mom?"

"Of course we can baby, just try and stop me!"

Robbie grinned but pretended to groan at the prospect of both beauties now planning to spend hours preparing themselves for the outing. He asked Amanda where the best place would be and she retrieved a business card from a drawer and handed it to him.

"We could try here, I think you'll like it, they have an a la carte menu but it's still quite reasonably priced. They also sometimes have dancing and I think I would enjoy a twirl round the floor with you my handsome young Scotsman."

Robbie smiled at the prospect and retreated to the kitchen to phone the 'Epicure' restaurant to try and make a booking. He returned minutes later to find both Amanda and Zoe had already gone upstairs to begin their preparations.

"Table's booked for eight thirty!" He called upstairs. "I asked and they confirmed that there is a band playing tonight and that there will be dancing."

He heard both Amanda and Zoe cheer.

Outside the Gray's residence, a dark grey sedan sat quietly, only an occasional tick coming from its cooling engine. Inside a large man was wrapped up in a thick quilted jacket against the cold Montana evening, his eyes almost glowing in the dark with the intensity of the hatred they displayed. The eyes were focussed on the windows of the house, alert for any movement, any sign of the occupants.

"Soon." The man muttered to himself, "soon I will have my revenge."

Robbie was of course ready well ahead of Amanda and Zoe. He had put on a dark grey suit over a black polo neck and had gelled his hair a little to make it more manageable. He kicked back on the sofa to wait for the girls to finish their 'transformation' and when he saw them both come down the stairs he had to admit that it was well worth the wait.

Amanda had put on (sprayed on Robbie thought) a spaghetti strap black cocktail dress. Her lovely auburn hair shone beautifully and the diamond pendant that seemed to nestle in her cleavage helped inspire a sparkle in her eyes and highlights to her hair. Her make-up was understated but simply brought out all of the features of her face to best effect. She was bare legged and had on moderately heeled black pumps.

Zoe was dressed in a smoky grey dress that came down to just above the knee. The neckline wasn't as daring as her mother's but alluring just the same. Robbie smiled as he noticed that she had a gold Celtic cross on a chain around her neck, simple but attractive as far as he was concerned, of course he admitted he could be biased. She had no need of make-up and her fresh complexion glowed with the excitement of dressing up and going out as an adult. Black hose of some description helped frame her coltish legs and she too had on moderate black pumps.

Robbie gulped as he took in the full impact of the two women in his life now.

"I have surely died and gone to heaven. Not one, but two angels, I am doubly blessed and every man at the restaurant tonight will be slack jawed and jealous that you are both with me. I think I may need to lie down for a little while to recover my senses before we leave."

"Flatterer," said Amanda, "I'm disappointed we didn't leave you breathless! Perhaps we could have avoided the blarney!"

"Ah, my dear Mandy, blarney is for Irishmen, not Scots. We're more direct and openly honest in our speech so you can rest assured that that was no flattery but the simple truth. You are both simply gorgeous and I feel privileged to be escorting you out to dinner. How I will handle dancing with you both, heaven only knows."

Zoe's cheeks had reddened even further at the compliments flowing from Robbie and she approached him and reached up to kiss him lightly on the mouth.

"Thank you for always making me feel special Robbie," she said, "you have a great knack of saying the perfect things at just the right time."

"Don't let him fool you daughter mine," Amanda laughed, "the silver tongued devil has your head half turned already and before you know it he'll have his hands, and other things, all over you and in you!"

"Oh I hope so mom." Zoe moaned.

Amanda had to admit to herself that Robbie's forthright comments on their appearance had also affected her but she was trying to set an example to her daughter.

"I must admit he is hard to resist though." She thought.

Amanda and Zoe put on heavy coats before they all left the house, locked up behind themselves and got into Amanda's car. Zoe sat in the rear and Robbie took the front passenger seat, settling back and admiring Amanda's legs as her coat opened to reveal them when she changed gears.

Behind them, a set of headlights came on and the dark grey sedan pulled away from the kerb to follow closely.

The drive to the restaurant took just over thirty minutes and all three of them were smiling broadly as Amanda pulled into the car park and into a space.

They entered the restaurant and, when Robbie told the maitre de that they had a reservation, they were shown to a table in one corner of the dining area. A waiter held their chairs as they were seated and returned quickly with menus for each of them. He handed Amanda a wine list too.

Robbie scanned the menu and quickly settled on Cray fish tails Creole as an appetiser and steak Diane as his main course. He waited expectantly while Amanda and Zoe continued to peruse their menus, waiting to find to what they had chosen. There was something about the process of picking your meal and then wondering if your dining partners had chosen something better he thought.

"I'm going to have stuffed mushrooms to start with and sea bass to follow." Said Zoe.

Robbie smiled, nothing there that made him wish he had opted for Zoe's choices rather than his.

"I think I'll have moule mariniere and breast of chicken Leoni." Said Amanda.

Robbie groaned. Amanda's choices both sounded great to him. He was very fond of the mussels in white wine and garlic and had even cooked the Leoni at home. The dish involved flattening the chicken breast, coating it with lemon juice, dipping it in seasoned flour and then beaten egg and Parmesan cheese. The breast was then fried in butter before finally some asparagus spears were laid on top; a mixture of mozzarella and cheddar cheese was drizzled over the asparagus and grilled until melted. The combination appealed to him but at last he decided he was content with his own selections. He wondered if they would prepare the steak Diane as they did in the restaurants he had eaten in in Scotland.

The waiter took their orders and asked Amanda whether she wanted to choose a wine to accompany the meal. Amanda was torn between her normal Australian Cabernet Shiraz or a Californian white to go with her shellfish and chicken. She finally opted for the Chardonnay.