OhCleo Advent Calendar, December 01
EXCLUSIVE OHCLEO CONTENT ANNOUNCEMENT!!! CW/TW: alcohol. This series of audios has occasional mentions of the speaker and listener sipping wine. Hey, friends…so as I was plugging away at the office today, an idea popped into my head. Are you ready? Wait for it… … An Audio Advent Calendar for the coming X-mas season! Here’s what it will consist of - each day from now through December 23, I will be releasing a short audio (roughly 2-3 minutes). These audios will tell a story of a Christmas Eve encounter between me (speaking character) and you (the listener). It will be in the context of an established relationship, and will be very cozy…very sensual. Picture a quiet Christmas Eve, fire in the fireplace, tree lights providing the only illumination, soft music playing, and a little red wine freeing of us of our inhibitions… The story will unfold over 23 days, with basic (no SFX) short audios, and on Christmas Eve, I will be releasing the story in its full form, complete with SFX. I can’t tell you how much I wish I had thought of this on November 1st. But what can I say? On the 1st, I was still recovering from Halloween, and starting to think about Thanksgiving. so, here we are…anyway, look for the first installment December 01, and subsequent installments each day through December 23, with the complete story being released on the 24th. Wish me luck 😅, and stay sexy, Friends! 😊💙😘
Transcript
Frost-glazed windows ensnare the light of the moon, the glitter of a million diamonds. Outside, snow falls silently, blanketing the world in a shimmery cloak. Inside, the fire is warm, its fickle glow complementing the lights of the tree, decorating the room with an ever-changing pattern of shadow and light.
Soft, intimate songs of the season fill the air, swirling ethereal notes and chords, familiar melodies dancing brightly in one moment, languid and drawn-out in the next. Heady fragrances of spice and pine emanate from the candles. My senses are aflame, a conflagration to match the burning logs in the fireplace.
As I watch the flames dance, seemingly in time with the music, I absently caress your calf. My fingers revel in the sensation, cool satin, smooth, luxuriant, and underneath it, your soft contours, firm yet yielding. I glance over at you, and I'm stunned by the vision.
A soft smile plays at the corner of your lips as your eyes catch mine. In them, a gleam, a glow with the light of the tree, alive with the flicker of the fire. My heart stops for a moment, and I gulp, hoping you don't see.
Regaining myself, I return the smile with one of my own, hungry and mischievous. Something on your mind, sweetheart? I ask, already knowing the answer.
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