Karen Christmas Novels & Stories

In just a few sentences, Hesper could tell that the two women present, an elder and a much younger one, were Jade’s wife, Karen Smith, and their granddaughter, Chelsea Summers. Karen had a very thick golden necklace on, and it looked as if she wished that she could cover all ten of her fingers with rings, which made her hands look extremely ornate. Her dyed and permed hair was neatly pinned with an elaborate hairpin; the material looked exquisite and, thus, made it look rather extortionate. Taken together, she looked just like an upstart. While the young woman sitting beside her looked weak and was giving off a well-educated aura, her drooping and attractive eyes seemed a little lethargic un

"We need to stop Sarah from coming home for a few more hours so we hopefully can get that house finished. I called over some more Omegas to help out, but we are not going to make it by seven am. No way!" "OK, that gives me almost two hours to figure something out. She works at the hospital pharmacy and gets off at seven. OK, leave it to me." Karen hung up on Craig and moaned loudly. She'd been trying to hold it in but she just couldn't. The wolf Cole's long tongue was exploring every crevice of her pussy and oh my God did it feel good. "Oh fuck! Cole, that feels amazing. Ohhhhhh, yes." Her hips were moving, pushing his tongue towards where it felt best.

Julia I stand back and watch Riley and Nina put the final touches on the Christmas tree, and then he pulls out a Christmas angel to sit on the top. "Would you like to put this on the top of the tree, Princess?" Nina is still bouncing on her toes. I swear the girl hasn’t stopped since she found out that we had the tree.

Karen and her friend, Lauren, scooted over to the bar at the conference hotel, their arms grazing lightly as they settled into barstools and ordered their martinis. Karen is a curvy brunette with dark eyes, a deep tan, and a full mouth. For her friend, she is a willowy blonde, petite and graceful, with big expressive eyes and an irresistible sweetness. She have a normal body and well endowed in perfect places more than Karen. Karen is a beautiful girl but not to be compared to Lauren. They do make quite a pair, and they are as close as friends can be, except that Karen had a secret that Lauren don't know.

Her voice sounded irritated, and rage was setting in. "Oh no, dear, I'm lost; please elaborate," I scoffed, obviously surprised by her stupid idea of helping me get back my sexual stimulation. "Remember your therapist said if you try something out of the ordinary, you can be lucky, baby girl. No man wants to be with a lady who can't be sexually aroused." I rolled my eyes. "And you think this stupid, steamy Christmas vacation will help me? Look, baby girl, Jasper and I have tried everything for the last two years to get me sexually excited, even drugs. C'mon, name it; nothing worked!" She sighed, abruptly standing up from the couch; she bore her eyes down at me. "Why are you like this?" she s

K Has to be K for Karen, that’s Lessia’s undercover name. But, before I could figure out what was happening, the phone began to ring. My fingers fumbled over the screen, but I managed to answer and hit speaker. Maximus must have noticed, because he already had a pen and pad ready. “Hey Karen,” I said in a bright, casual tone. “I’m so excited to see you tonight! It’s been ages since our last night out.” There was a pause before Karen replied, “Hey, Annabelle, sorry babe. I have to cancel.”

a gregarious middle-aged woman wearing a navy skirt and jacket said as she rushed towards us. "Karen," Cyrus greeted her as they kissed one another on the cheeks. "Thank you for agreeing to meet our friend Alex." "Why, of course. Any friend of Cyrus Perry's is a friend of mine." She turned her attention to me and offered her hand. As we shook, I said, "Ms. Flores, very nice to meet you." "Miss Collins, my name is Karen and I look forward to meeting you. Please..." She gestured toward the hallway. “...let's go to my office. We must talk.”

Receiving the other woman's hand, she gave her a brief handshake before pulling her hand. "Oh, you can call me, Simone" If Alexzandria succeeded in her nonchalance earlier, the woman's brassiness made her raise a brow. "We are not in such a degree to be informal" Alexzia outrightly refused. Simone failed to hide her sour face but Karen tore the attention away from her by rushing to their side. "Welcome to Santocildes" Karen offered her hand to the woman for a handshake. "Karen Campo-Sandoval, wife of one of the stockholders of F&D" Karen's face lit bright after Alexzia Wright received her handshake.

Karen pointed out. “Then what is?” Kris hissed harshly. “It’s late. Just go, Karen.” His breath reeked of whiskey, but Karen didn’t care. She was a woman on a mission. “Let me help you forget, Kris,” she said, stepping closer to him. Kris stumbled back. “Help me forget? How?” “Like this.” And with that, she reached behind her and pulled down her zipper, then the straps of her dress. The dress slipped down her body and pooled at her feet, leaving her almost naked in only her panties.

I loved Ric with all my heart and I always hoped that one day he would love me too. When we first kissed in the hospital bed, I thought I was delusional. I thought it had all been a dream, after all I was very drugged with so many drugs. But the second time, on the beach, I thought I was going to faint from happiness. I was so accomplished that I had already made all the plans in my head. I really wanted to marry Ric, but I didn't know if he was on the same wavelength as me. That's why I went to talk to Dr. Marcondes. I told him how much I loved his son. We talked for hours and when I told him I had taken a course in reiki and meditation to treat illness, he was very interested. We agreed to