Blue Christmas

It was the afternoon of Christmas eve, didn't feel like it completely. Japan didn't celebrate Christmas like the states did, but oh well, wasn't terrible. Clyde was more or less happy enough with his current situation, even if the Allison/Jocelyn situation still bothered him. For now though it was a time for peace, chicken noodle soup and family... Sorta. For now Clyde was just chilling by himself, he had plans to go spend Christmas with Bonnie and Duffy but someone was missing...

Clyde whipped out his phone and got to texting Mercy.

"Hey beautiful. Got time 2 come over today? ; )"

He hit send on his phone. Then play with his remote, resuming his viewing of an old violent 1940s Gangster film while he struggled with wrapping up a gift on the kitchen table.

Mercy was already on a train to Kyoto when she received Clyde's text. She was hoping to surprise him but that was always so hard. He was always so needy and constantly bugging her. It made her mad and she furrowed her brow as she stared at her phone. She put it away and sighed, leaning back in the seat. She had been planning this for a while after her meeting with Melissa. She had spent the last few days justifying what she needed to do in her head and finally she knew if she put it off too long, she would start second guessing herself. She couldn't do that and after steeling herself once more she pulled out her phone and looked at it once more. Finally she replied.

Be there soon than u think " title="Wink" />

Once that was done, she closed her eyes and cranked up the music in her headphones and prepared herself for her arrival in Kyoto.

About an hour later she was in Kyoto and at Clyde's apartment door. She had her overnight in one hand, though she really didn't expect to stay the night at Clyde's place. She set it down and adjusted her clothes. She began to undo the business slacks she wore and underneath she was wearing a really short fitting mini skirt that gave quite a view to a lot of the creepy old men that pervaded Japan. Under that she had stockings and a garterbelt and high heeled calf high boots. Her make up was done up extra nice and she had even pulled some of her hair into loose, floppy pig tails, that just gave it an extra bounce. She had a black button up shirt that fit tight everywhere. There was nothing left to the imagination about how big her chest was. She smiled as she brushed her hands down her shirt. They were definitely bigger than most people thought without being gross. They weren't udders at all. They were perfect. She was also wearing a striped tie which she loosed so that she could undo a few buttons and expose a bit of cleavage. She looked hot. She felt hot. When she was finished, she stuffed her pants into her carrier and took one last look at herself in her compact. When she was satisfied, she leaned into her sexiest pose and gave a gentle knock on Clyde's door.

Clyde didn't think much of the time between his text and Mercy's eventual reply. He knew she was often busy, but he liked bugging her. Finally she did reply and he picked up the phone and read the message that made him smile, his heart thumping a bit heavier. She was coming over.

He started to tidy up the place a bit in preparation for her arrival and by the time he was done, he realized his gift wasn't even properly wrapped. "Crap." He muttered before hearing a knock at the door. He hurridily shoved the thing under the dining table before dashing for the door, taking a moment to try and slick his messy hair back before opening the door.

"Well... Merry Christmas Miss...." He froze at the sight of her. Jaw dropping instantly, swallowing hard as he saw Mercy, the mini-skirt, the stockings, the tight black shirt with that showcased her ample chest and displayed her generous cleavage. And her hair... She looked amazing. Clyde thought he died and went to heaven.

"W-w-Wow... You look... Wow." He stammered like a fool, dumbstruck.

"Mmmhmmmm."

Mercy smiled slyly at Clyde. She leaned her leg forward and swung her foot around her carrier. She gave it a shove to kick it inside the apartment and then put a hand on Clyde's palm. She gently eased him into the apartment and kicked the door closed. when she heard the click, she curled her fingers inward and yanked Clyde forward. Her other hand curled around the underside of Clyde's shirt and she yanked it upward, looking to pull it off while she dipped down and began to kiss up Clyde's chest while she tried to get the shirt off.

Clyde subtly licked his lips after checking Mercy out. He knew how she was when he got grabby but it was hard not to take her, he wanted her bad and dressing like that wasn't helping! He returned her sly look with a bashful, goofy grin that faded when she kicked the carrier inside his apartment. He was putting two and two together and got excited as he started assuming things but he kept quiet as she put her soft hand in his palm and eased him into the apartment before kicking the door closed.

The 140 pound welterweight wrestler was puddy in Mercy's hands, easily getting yanked closer towards her, locking a hand with her before she suddenly began yanking off his shirt. His eyes were just hanging wide, he didn't know what to say or do as he was caught off guard. But he didn't want to ask questions, it was happening again and he wanted it. He trembled as she kissed his chest, knees buckling and shaking slightly, gasping at the sensation as breathed out her name near her ear as the shirt was removed.

[size=85:3lfvglbp]"...Mercy..."

When the shirt was pushed off, Mercy kissed purposefully up Clyde's chest untile she pressed her lips against his nec. Another kiss against his ear so that she could whisper to him while her hands reached out and slid down Clyde's arms until she held onto the wrists.

"Here Clyde." She cooed into his ear and placed his hands on her ass, which would have only the feel of flesh when he touched saved for the garter belt and straps. Mercy couldn't allow herself to go commando, but she had accepted, after a brief and uncomfortable struggle, a light pink thong that left Clyde free to roam her perfect ass as he liked.

Once that was settled, she only needed to confirm one more thing. "Clyde." She whispered softly, almost sheepishly. "Do you have any condoms?" She asked. Of course he did. She'd been tugging him along by the cock since they dated. She was pretty sure his balls were so blue that she could hang them from the Christmas tree as ornaments.

Her hand came up and pressed a finger against his lips. "Shhh..." She whispered and batted her eyelashes at him coyly. "Don't speak, just lead the way." She then winked at Clyde and pushed her lips against his, kissing him deeply.

With the shirt gone, Clyde felt nothing but the soft peck of each kiss Mercy gave his body, from his chest to his neck, to his ear, each kiss making his heart thump. It felt like heaven, the way she was handling him, a dream that he's been waiting to have for a long time, he was really hoping this wasn't a dream though. But when Mercy grabbed his wrists and placed his hands on her round, plump bare rump, he nearly lost it. He felt straps too. A garterbelt!? He trembled Mercy was killing him with sexy. His hands would instantly squeeze her rump, digging underneath her glutes and pulling up while he kneaded them his palm.

He felt like he really had died and gone to heaven! It had been so long since he had been like this with someone and he nearly lost it when Mercy whispered in his ear... About condoms. His knees just buckled hard. She couldn't be serious. His face went red and he started to sweat, she was serious.

He nearly screamed a giant Yes but was stopped when she put a finger to his lips, his eyes locked on her fluttering lashes as she gave him the orders. "Oh God..." It. Was. Happening. And when she kissed him he felt fireworks go off.

How he didn't already pop in his pants was a mystery he didn't want to solve.

She didn't need to tell him twice either. He pulled on her strap and leg it snap against her butt before lifting her up by the grip her hand underneath her glutes, trying to wrap his arms underneath her thighs as he returned the kiss affectionately, carrying her to the bedroom as he maneuvered through the halls before lightly crashing with her onto the soft bed, kneading her ass with a firm grip as he sucked on her tongue.

"Eeep!"

Mercy squealed when the strap on her stockings was snapped against her thighs. Her head bobbed up and her lips removed themselves from Clyde's as she exhaled and smiled sultry at Clyde. When she was lifted up, Mercy wrapped her legs around his waist and ran her fingers through his hair. She tugged loosely on it and pushed her exposed breasts into his face to tease him while she was giggling.

Mercy huffed softly when she was flopped onto the bed and smiled as her hair splayed out around her. Her hands caressed Clyde's chest as he forcefully kissed her and she moaned enticingly into the kiss for a long moment as their tongues wrestled. After a long moment, Mercy pushed him away. "Get it." She said and tried to nudge him off her while she sat up. She eased off the bed and stood up. She slowly began to undo her button up shirt and slid off it. She then curled her arm around her back and unhooked her bra and held it out at arms length before letting it drop. She then held up her tie and grinned, knowing that Clyde couldn't see the front of her.

"On... or off?" She said as she wiggled the tie in his view.

Clyde loved Mercy's cute squeak, grinning wide at her for it. He then sighed with pure content as Mercy wrapped hers legs around him, ran her delicate fingers through his hair and softly tugged at it while she pushed her bountiful cleavage to his face, which he eagerly leaned into and nuzzled, before plopping her down on the bed and kissing her passionately, her moans spurring him on as their tongues intertwined.

A wet pop could be heard as their lips parted. [size=85:drcpvsew]"Dang." breathed Clyde, licking his lips as he backed off Mercy, admiring her beauty for a moment before his eyes would widen when she instructed him to get the condom. [size=90:drcpvsew]"Yesum'." He mumbled eagerly and obediently as he leaped over the corner of the bed and dashed for the nightstand, digging in the drawer to pull out a small pack that he hastily tore into while stepping on the ends of his sweat pants to get into his boxers.

He turned his head quickly when he heard her speak, seeing the tie out his peripheral. "On." He said with certainty as he set the box down while holding a rubber.

"It's outta place she wanna do this all of a sudden... But it's too good ta' bother questioning."

Mercy smiled, turning her head enough so that she could bat her eyelashes at Clyde. She turned away and flipped her hair before she bent her knees and curled her hands so they disappeared under her skirt, showing off the very bottom of her exposed cheeks. She then continued to kneel down, only showing off that much until she suddenly stood up and outstretched one hand, holding out her thong and wiggling it before heaving it backwards so it floated and landed by Clyde. She covered her chest and when she turned, she was naked except for the tie, the skirt and the garterbelt.

She sauntered towards Clyde and could see the tent in his boxers. She went over to him and took the condom from him and then hooked her free hand around his boxers. "Oh, Clyde." She purred in a seductive tone. "I'd give you a little preview but I'm afraid you might burst." She teased. Regardless, she pulled at the boxers and as she knelt down, slid them down his legs. With Clyde's member now staring right back at her, Mercy shivered. She shut her eyes tightly as she leaned forward and smooched the head with her lips. Then, after a hard swallow, she opened her mouth and slid the full length down her throat, gagging a bit before slowly pulling her mouth out. Then, when it was removed, she lifted up her hand and slowly inched the condom on. She certainly wasn't going to let Clyde handle this.

Once the deed was done, she shoved Clyde onto the bed and hopped up, straddling his legs and curling her fingers into his hips. There was only one thing left to do before she did the real deed of the evening."