As usual, Belle and Candace have pulled off another perfect Christmas party, and these two lovers are enjoying their time together in its wake. It certainly helps to have a handsome and exotic manservant Frederic around to serve them, and Belle's decided she wants more than a man to clean up after the celebration. He can start with her feet, but if he's a good boy, these two beautiful women might consider allowing him to enjoy himself as well...maybe. When Belle gives Candace her special Christmas treat, though, an enormous candy cane, all restraint flies out the window!

Warning: This audiobook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity during an ffm threesome sex encounter. It includes lesbian sex, mild domination, oral sex, foodplay, deep throat, semen swallowing, and the candy canes as sex toys. It is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by graphic depictions of sex acts between consenting adults.

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The ladies looked him over for a few moments. He stood a good six feet tall. Even now having completed his work, he appeared starched and stiff. His eyes were hazel, but more gold than green. And he was beautiful. They only hired the best help, always men, and always from someplace foreign. They exchanged a devious glance. "Actually, Frederic," Belle cooed, "Would you mind getting the massage oils. I am in desperate need of a foot massage." Frederic blushed scarlet, but quickly composed himself, nodded, and left the room.

Candace reached over and tugged at one of Belle's ornate barrettes, releasing her silken, blond curls in a tumble about her shoulders. "You are a wicked little thing," she said, smiling and sweeping her tongue over her teeth. "Remember, though, you promised not to frighten this one away until after the New Year. It's so difficult to find such fine help on short notice. Besides, I like him. He has the kind of ass I would definitely enjoy sinking my teeth into." She nuzzled her face into Belle's neck.

"Apples are a dime a dozen," Belle remarked with indifference. Candace nibbled softly on Belle's ear causing her to catch her breath.

"Yeah. But you promised."

"I know, and I have every intention of keeping that promise. Still, you would never deny me a little fun, would you? Besides, I have been suffering in these heels all night. They're killing my feet." She stretched out her long legs, placing her four inch red stilettos on the mahogany coffee table, and wiggled her perfectly painted and glittered toes.