A Beautiful Tree, A Beautiful Boy....

So this is the only picture we could even get of the tree, which was taken on one of our phones, but it shows we actually DID decorate it!

Of course, when we were finished with the lights, and the sun had faded, we decided to take a break.

Like teenagers, we fell onto the couch, his cock poking me in the hip as we kissed. We knew we only had a set amount of time before my daughter and her fiancee came home.

As I reached into his jeans and pulled out his gorgeous cock, it began to drip in my hand.

I pushed him off me, startling him and sat up on the couch.  The great thing about Finn is never having to explain what I want him to do. He may be surprised at first, but he catches on immediately.

He stood in front of me, back to the front hallway (and front door) while I took his cock in my mouth.  It wasn't until I had been savoring it for about 20 minutes that he finally grabbed my hair and urged me to please let him cum.

I looked up into those gorgeous eyes of his, all the while stroking his cock.

Then, my text alert on my phone signaled the impending arrival we were expecting.

The look on his face was priceless.  He held his breath, wondering how long we had.

"We have all the time in the world if we just move to the bedroom" he suggested eagerly.

"Oh but that wouldn't be as much fun" I replied, grinning mischievously at him.

He was not amused. If he could have stomped his feet he would have.

Poor baby.

But then I had read the message and knew something he didn't.  They were only coming home for a few minutes before going out to a friend's for the evening.

"They'll be home in 5 minutes. We'll have to resume this later" I said as I carefully laid his cock against his belly and tried in vain to get his jeans zipped up.  He grabbed it and got the zipper up but he was really agitated.

I LOVE when he is agitated.  He's just so cute.  He paces and runs his hands through his hair and grumbles. 

I ignored him for the most part and he finally calmed down.

Of course, the next look was even better than the first when my daughter ran in, announced they were going to a friend's and ran out.

I looked at Finn who looked clearly annoyed. He stood up, walked to the front door and watched them drive away.

Then he walked back into the living room.

I held my breath because he really did look mad, which would be so unlike him.

Then a smile broke out on his face.

"We should get these ornaments on the tree" he said, grinning.

Not missing a beat, I turned and agreed.

And we did get the ornaments on the tree.

But first I got pinned down and fucked on the floor in front of it.