Christmas Karen Novels & Stories

Karen looked at him for a moment before she rolled off of the couch and grabbed her panties. Wiping the cum from the couch, she stood up and used the garment to clean her inner thighs and quickly pulled them on with a wink to Matt. Neither said anything as Karen quickly dressed. After smoothing her clothes and combing her hair with her fingers, she kissed Matt on the lips and hurried to the door, pausing only to look over her shoulder as she unlocked it. ”Thank you Santa,” she said quietly. “You have no idea how much I needed that. I have to go now. My friend, Matt, should be arriving any minute.” She smiled slightly and hurried out the door.

Karen looked at him for a moment before she rolled off of the couch and grabbed her panties. Wiping the cum from the couch, she stood up and used the garment to clean her inner thighs and quickly pulled them on with a wink to Matt. Neither said anything as Karen quickly dressed. After smoothing her clothes and combing her hair with her fingers, she kissed Matt on the lips and hurried to the door, pausing only to look over her shoulder as she unlocked it. ”Thank you Santa,” she said quietly. “You have no idea how much I needed that. I have to go now. My friend, Matt, should be arriving any minute.” She smiled slightly and hurried out the door.

said Jackie. “I have a present for you, just sit and wait,” said Karen before leaving. “Great,” replied Brian as he flopped down on the couch. A few minutes later, he almost dropped his jaw to the floor when Karen came out of her room. She was standing in front of him in an unbelievable lingerie attire with while panties, matching stockings, bra, and girdle that came with garters, and high heels. She had a big smile covering her face. Then, she started singing to him Happy Birthday.

Judging by Josephineea's data, Rita has traveled half the world, but it is not written how she manages to finance her expensive hobby. Candidate number 3, Karen ... This time he didn't even bother to look for her last name, knowing that it certainly wasn't listed. Karen should work as a model. Her beautiful blue eyes and Nordic light hair would drive air out of every man's lungs. She is not a student and has no loans. She is the manager of a nursing home, and in her free time, she gives piano lessons to girls and boys in the children's club.

Another eerie sense of déjà vu filled her. “Royal!” Kara exclaimed excitedly as she rounded the corner. “I didn’t know you were coming but you’re right on time. Tell Keshaun there is nowhere better to shop in the world for Christmas than New York.” He laughed, “Kara, I do my shopping online.” “See?” Keshaun waved at him and passed his wife to embrace his friend in a tight hug and to plant a noisy kiss on the little girl’s head. “Uncle Keshaun! Your lips are sticky,” she protested his kiss.

“Nothing’s going to make me leave you—now or ever. If you need me or want me, I’ll be there.” His smile deepened, relief settling his shoulders. “Come on,” Karen said, gesturing to the spread. “I made breakfast for us.” While Franklin was having breakfast with Karen, Winchester paid a visit to Christy. After she welcomed him in, they settled in the sitting room. “My parents called,” Christy said. “They aren’t coming right after the Christmas holiday anymore. They’ll be spending the first two weeks of the new year with my grandparents.” Winchester didn’t respond at first. After a brief pause, he suddenly asked, “When do you think Franklin should find out about your pregnancy?”

I mused, ending the call. “Will you go change?” Karen asked getting off the couch. She almost pushed her food to the floor. “I will need to come with you.” “Of course. Do you expect me to go alone? What if the plan is to get me kidnapped?” I retorted. She laughed and followed me outside the house. When we got out, Charles was indeed there leaning against his car with a large gift box in hand and a bouquet. As nice as the show appears, it still doesn’t seem pleasing.

Karen sneered, disgust evident in her voice, “We stopped being friends a long time ago, Gemma. Hence, I don’t understand why you think you can just pick up the phone and call me today.” Gemma ignored the coldness in Karen’s voice, and she asked with a curious, gossipy tone, “I heard that Maddox is sending the betrothal gifts to his girlfriend today. Who is she, Karen?” Karen's brow furrowed in irritation at the prying question. Her voice turned instantly sharp as she replied, “It's none of your business, Gemma.” Without waiting for her response, Karen removed the phone from her ear and dropped it back into her purse, refusing to let Gemma's petty curiosity spoil her day.

Karen thought. What he said was true. If all this time, Karen was seen as a perfect person. Her face is not as beautiful as Josephine's, who is like a live barbie doll. But Karen has a more intelligent brain and also a better performance. Her only academic competitor at the time was her fiancé Jason. The two are seen as a pair of geniuses and are predicted to give birth to a generation of geniuses. One day, an embarrassing incident happened, and Karen's heart was torn apart.