Saturday, November 22, 2008

All She Wants for Christmas - Paige Tyler

All She Wants For Christmas
A Writers Vineyard Holiday Treat

For weeks, Hayley Knowles has been fantasizing about getting spanked by her husband, Conner. When she lets her secret desire slip at a Christmas party with her closest friends, she is stunned to discover that not only have the other girls all gotten spanked before, but love it.

Hayley gets the surprise of a lifetime as each of her friends tells the story about the first time they got spanked. Each tale is sexier than the one before, and after hearing them, Hayley, wants to be spanked even more. But how can she possibly ever get her husband to do it, especially since she’s too shy to tell him?

This is the holiday season, though, so maybe Hayley might get exactly what she wants for Christmas!

As she sipped her eggnog, Hayley realized that the conversation had gone from what they were all giving their boyfriends and husbands for Christmas to what they hoped their boyfriends and husbands were going to give them.

“Monica and I were just talking about that the other day,” Lyndsay said. “And we’ve decided that we’d really like to just drop the kids at our parents’ so that our husbands can pamper us for an entire day. Breakfast in bed, followed by a bubble bath for two, then a nice, long full-body massage, and a romantic candlelit dinner.”

Genevieve rolled her eyes. “Sounds boring to me."

“That’s just because Lyndsay forgot to mention the part about the mind-blowing sex,” Monica said. “We’d get to that part at some point!”

The redhead shook her head. “If you’re going to ask for the perfect Christmas present, then you need to think big. I’d want Chase to whisk me off to a private island somewhere, rub my naked body down with oil, and then make love to me for hours on end out on the beach while the waves roll over us.”

When Hayley and the other girls laughed, Genevieve gave them a disbelieving look.

“Come on,” she said. “I can’t be the only one who has kinky Christmas wishes!”

Hayley felt herself blush at that and hastily sipped her eggnog so that her friends wouldn’t see how red her face was. She wouldn’t exactly call making love on the beach kinky, at least not compared to the fantasies she’d been having lately. Just thinking about them made her pulse quicken.

“Well,” Jill said, giving them a mischievous smile. “I’ve been thinking about how much fun it would be if Philip tied me up and had his way with me!”

Hayley almost choked on her eggnog at the words. She wasn’t the only one staring at the blond-haired girl in disbelief, either. Lyndsay, Monica, and Genevieve all looked just as surprised by the other girl’s admission.

“You have to be kidding,” Monica said.

Jill shrugged. “What can I say? There’s just something that turns me on at the thought of being bound and helpless and totally at my lover’s mercy.”

Hayley could only gaze at the other girl in wonder. Well, this was definitely a side of her normally reserved friend that she’d never seen before.

“So,” Genevieve said, sipping her wine. “What about you, Hayley? What’s your kinky Christmas fantasy?”

Hayley shifted on the couch, suddenly extremely aware of her friends looking at her. “Um...” she stammered. “I don’t really have any.”

Jill laughed. “You must,” she insisted. “We all do!”

Hayley tucked her long, blond hair behind her ear with a shrug. “Nope. I’m pretty boring, I’m afraid.”

“I find that hard to believe,” Genevieve scoffed.

“Me, too,” Monica said. “Come on, Haley. We all told what we want for Christmas. How about you?”

Beside the other girl, Lyndsay was grinning. “You know we’re going to wear you down you until you tell us.”

Hayley couldn’t help but laugh. She normally wouldn’t have succumbed to their friendly pressure, but the rum in the eggnog had her feeling much less inhibited than usual.

“Okay, but you have to promise that you won’t think I’m weird,” she said, and then hurried on before she lost her nerve. “I’d like Conn to spank me. I mean, I’ve never been spanked before, so I’m not really sure if I’d even like it, but every time I think about him putting me over his knee, I get so excited.”

Hayley held her breath as she waited for her friends to say something, but they were all staring at her in astonishment. She felt her face go red.

“Oh God!” she moaned. “You do think I’m weird! Forget I said that, okay?”

Jill shook her head. “We don’t think you’re weird at all,” she said. “At least I don’t. I’m just surprised. Not by the fact that you get turned on by the thought of Conner spanking you, I mean, but that you’ve never been spanked before.”

“Me, too,” Lyndsay and Monica said in unison.

Genevieve nodded over the rim of her wine glass.

Hayley looked at them incredulously. “Wait a minute. All of you gotten spanked by a guy before?”

The other girls all nodded.

“You’ve really never been spanked?” Lyndsay asked.

Hayley shook her head. “Never,” she said, and then frowned. “So, I guess that means I really am weird since it seems that I’m the only one who’s never had my bottom reddened.”

Her lips forming into a pout, she grabbed a snowman-shaped sugar cookie from the plate on the coffee table and took a bite as she curled her feet under her. How could she be the only one missing out?

Hayley had first discovered her secret desire to be spanked several months ago. She had been flipping through a fashion magazine at the hair salon when an article had caught her eye. It had been a story about fulfilling your wildest bedroom fantasies, and though she had skimmed through most of it, she had stopped when she’d come to the part about spanking. Many modern women, it said, found being put over their lover’s knee for a spanking incredibly arousing. Admittedly, Hayley had been shocked at the idea at first, but the more she’d thought about it, the more intrigued she had become by the notion of getting spanked.

In fact, she had been so wrapped up in the fantasy of Conner spanking her that she barely remembered talking to the stylist while the girl had done her hair. Since then, the thought had refused to go away, and she found herself daydreaming about the subject all the time. But she could never see herself asking her husband to spank her; it would be too embarrassing.

“So, why didn’t any of you ever tell me that you were into spanking?” she asked after a moment.

Jill shrugged. “I guess we all assumed that you had done it, too.”

Hayley’s brow furrowed. “Well, I haven’t. And now that I know you girls have all done it, I’m jealous,” she said. “So, tell me what it’s like.”

Her friends all looked at each other as much as if to say “Who wants to go first?”

This has been an excerpt from All She Wants For Christmas
Paige Tyler is a full-time writer of erotic romance. She and her research assistant (otherwise known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast. She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha-males and feisty, independent heroines, and her books all have romance, adventure, humor, and of course, lots of hot sex! She is published with Romantic Spankings, Whiskey Creek Press-Torrid, and Liquid Silver Books.
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