This short story, Christmas Menage by C. J. Starr is triple female menage holiday romp.
Kiki is lonely this Christmas Break until her stunningly hot and sexy roommate decides unexpectedly to return home to spend the holidays. Kiki plans an extra-special homecoming, including a limo ride by a female limo driver who soon wants in on the female action going on in the back of the car. Triple female action.
Excerpt:
Dear C. J.,
You know how you said one should be open to new ideas, well a friend of mine told me this story, and I wanted to share it with you. It happened over Winter Break...
It was an unusually cold December; snow had piled up a good foot around town. There was a spattering of holiday decorations lighting up the evening as Kiki daydreamed while looking out her apartment window. She had decided to stay at school for the holidays. Actually, truth be told her grades needs boosting. It started snowing again and she put away her books. She felt like her college town was a ghost town until after the New Year, at least, at the popular spots. She picked up her roommate's December issue of Penthouse, and began paging Britney's sexy magazine.
"Great!" she lied; she was totally bored. "I'm getting a lot of work done. There's no one around."
"I figured. That's why I'm calling. I'm toying with the idea of coming back, tonight...if I can get a flight."
"What's up with that? I thought you were with cutesy Meg and her parents." She immediately realized she may have sounded sarcastic. She changed the subject. "Didn't it snow? You're up in Aspen, right?" She sensed her jealousy but tried to hide it.
"Ah... The lodge is full and the snow's great; but I had a big fight with Meg. I pretty much told her to kiss my ass...in front of her parents." She let out a barrel laugh. "Can you pick me up at the airport?"
"No problem. What time?"
"Midnight. The last flight out of Denver. If I miss this flight, I'm screwed until tomorrow."
"OK. I'll be there, Brit."
"Thank you so much, sweetie!" There was a short pause, and then Britney added a soft, "Love you!" And the connection went silent.
That tender, spoken, "Love you" sent an electrified current humming down through Kiki's entire body. She laid down on her bed and envisioned Britney's perfect body.
