X. THE CHRISTMAS NIGHT

She got out of the hot shower. Her breasts were wet and shiny. Her nipples were warm and inviting. Her hips were well rounded, as were her buttocks, and they swayed in rhythm to the motion of her young and firm body. She brushed herself off with a dry towel, moving the fabric of it over her smooth body gently. When she had finished drying herself, she stood and inspected her lovely body for a while in the bathroom mirror against the wall. She touched her well rounded breasts and private parts tenderly for a long moment. She wondered how long it had been since she had been with a man. Too long for a beautiful and desirable young woman. She would have to make it sometime soon again. She longed for the hard and firm touch of a strong male body, and thought about who she would call at this time of a Christmas night. She was all alone and naked in her small apartment. All of a sudden she found that she was horny as hell. She got dressed in her flimsy nightgown and realized then that she never felt quite this sexy. She would ring up a few old lovers and friends. Maybe I could get a hot date for the night, she thought to herself. The evening was still young after all. There was plenty of time for romance still on this quiet and romantic night. Her steps went lightly down the hallway as she flicked on some passionate music on her hi-fi with the remote. A lover at this late time of the evening is just what she needed. Another night alone wouldn’t do. She went and sat by the telephone for a while and then started dialing a number with her delicate long female fingers. It was a hot night for wild passion and love making. She could hardly wait to get hold of the right man. The night was still young. She was eager for love. Tomorrow could wait. Tonight she was going to get it on.