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Nearly a years gone by now. Surprisingly, true to their word and commitment, just as Cindy and I have honored and agreed to our own New Years Resolution, we've not once strayed outside the boundaries. And believe me, it's not been very damn easy either!

Over the course of the year we've spent several weekends with our very best friends. Often ending up fucking side by side in bed together, or watching one another pleasurably satisfying our partners orally in our hot tub. In a way, it's been like a year of extended foreplay as we began counting the weeks, then finally the days as the Christmas and New Years holidays approached.

"Excited about tomorrow?" Cindy asked obviously every bit as excited as I was, we'd just given one another two very pleasurable orgasms in hopes of taking some of the edge off. It would be exactly a week before Christmas. We'd already made plans with Jack and Dawn shortly before the Thanksgiving holiday to spend the entire day together up at a nearby ski lodge. Though none of us had made any plans to actually do any skiing.

"Hell yes!" I told her truthfully. "In fact, I've got the same buzz going that I used to feel when I was a kid getting ready to go to bed so that Santa would come," I told her.

"Hmmm, me too." She said softly stroking my now very softened penis. "Only I don't think its Santa who'll be cumming!" she said wrapping those warm delicious lips around my blood engorged dick.

A long, long time after that, Cindy rolled over, the cum dribbling out of the corners of her mouth as she smiled wickedly towards me. My own face slickened with her pleasurings as we'd given one another a wonderful send-off in a thoroughly delightful '69', culminating in a near-simultaneous orgasm.

Inside my head, Naughty self had just put on his PJ's in preparation for going to bed, excited to wake up, just as I had been when I was his age.

"Goodnight you very naughty man you," Cindy said already sounding half asleep as she drifted off.

I smiled.

"Goodnight Cindy," I heard Naughty self telling her as he climbed into his bed, already too excited to go to sleep.

"Goodnight my love," I told her for myself, listening to the soft gentle sound of her snoring as I anxiously lay waiting for the night to pass and morning to come.