She assumed they would stop talking, drift off and it would just be a beautiful weekend she once shared with him. He had been very clear about there being enough differences that a relationship would never work out between them. She had made her own list of reasons, and frequently looked at it after they spoke on the phone, which they did, frequently. They got along so well despite their age gap and...other issues.
She decided to ask him if he would come up a day early, before Christmas, to spend some time with her. Since she didn't want an awkward repeat of her room, she'd get a hotel room for them. He agreed.
The day before Christmas Eve there was a snowstorm. She'd decided she would keep the room regardless, even if she ended up spending the night alone. It would be a nice break from her living situation.
As it turned out, it only delayed him a bit. She knew this might be the last time it ever happened, so she squeezed herself into the one dress that still fit her, grabbed some edibles, whiskey, and a bath bomb and readied the room. She realized a little too late that he wouldn't be able to get up to the room, so she put on a face mask and went down to the lobby to meet him.
Masks prevented a proper greeting until they got up to the room, where she kissed him right at the doorway. It was like no time had passed.
He put down his stuff and handed her a box with a red bow. "I might have overdone it." he said sheepishly. This was the Christmas gift he was giving her. She told him she didn't want him to give her anything, but he insisted. She was a little afraid to open it with the warning he'd given her. "It isn't something super kinky is it?" she asked. He laughed and just told her to open it.
It was a very soft stuffed bear. He had no way of knowing her fondness for Theodore Roosevelt and therefore teddy bears in general, yet here this adorable bear was, with a red bow. He gestured for her to hold it closer to her face, and she realized that he had just about drowned it in his cologne. "To remember me by." She laughed "you aren't DYING."
She held it close to her and said "I understand where you were coming from. It's very sweet. It's too much. Don't do this again for someone you aren't serious about and you'll be fine."
They decided to leave for dinner right away, or they'd get stuck in the room with each other being carnal.
The meal was lovely, the conversation never dragged or stopped. She offered to drive them to a bar for after dinner drinks, but with the temperatures getting down to freezing they decided to retire back to the room.
There they broke out the whisky and edibles she brought. She lit the candle, he filled the tub in the room. He threw in the bath bomb, and she watched him undress and get into the tub. Eventually he convinced her to join him, and they kept talking as the conversation grew more simple as the whisky and edibles worked their way into their blood stream.
After fooling around in the tub proved to be a bit too much, they dried off and moved to the king sized bed. It was the largest bed they'd ever shared, and they had sex all over it. The memory of it was hazy, but parts stuck out in exquisite detail. She could recall the taste of his lips and how they tasted like an amazing lollipop. The edibles got her too into her head and she couldn't get into the sex, but enjoyed it anyway. She remembered them laying there and him telling her that her fingers were really soft. A tiny but beautiful compliment.
He got the munchies so they went downstairs for a quick bite, then went back upstairs for more edibles and booze. Of course, more sex as well. She had told him to buy 3 condoms as she intended to use them all.
She got loopy and knew she wasn't making sense, but also knew that he didn't mind. She told him about her tattoo idea, and told him she wanted to have it on the side of her thigh. He was also high but so excited about the idea, and put his hand on her thigh, exactly where she wanted it, and said "You have to get this tattoo."
They fell asleep, woke up, had sex, went back to sleep. In the morning they walked to the parking garage together and shared one last kiss before parting ways.
"Merry Christmas"
