Bon Noel!

With limited privacy in our little pied a tier here in an old neighborhood of Paris, we've had little time for sex, let alone posting about having sex.

Yes, we've been squeezing in some wake-up rendezvouses between the sheets, trying to stifle as best we can, while still asking for Mistress's permission to cum.  But I am a little concerned that our cute Co-Ed can hear us, considering her recitation at dinner last night of all the things her parents repeat to one another when we organize ourselves in the morning.

"I'm going to eat some yogurt and then put my clothes on, Mick" was a particular one that she jerked her mother's chain about.

"You don't want your mother to get sticky yogurt on those nice clothes, do you?" I rejoined.

Our other Co-Ed, the one who considers herself a real Parisian by virtue of a 6 month study abroad adventure, has shown her disdain for her gouche Americans parents and sister whenever possible.

Order coffee with your lunch?

Horrors!

You get the picture.  But she does seem to show up at meal time, before retreating to her private quarters for "personal space".  You can note that we are not complaining.

Of course, none of us are going hungry here. And Mistress is particularly attached to the giant merangues and the colorful macaroons.  I for one am partial to the baguettes.

There has also been some interesting art to see. This image reminded me of Mistress visiting my office for worship:

And lots of interesting windows to enjoy.  One daughter referred to a kinky leather good store as "weird", so I had to resist the temptation to check out the leather cuffs and collars. But I did snap a shot of the window and it's assortment of holiday latexwear:

Of course, Mistress does miss being in more regular contact with her lover, Jay.  They've been able to trade text messages by viber, but she's only had enough privacy to call him once, when our daughter stepped outside to call her boyfriend.  It was cute to hear her engage in romantic chit chat, while I stood guard to make sure our daughter was not able to listen in.  Moms with lovers a la carte are not  something most American girls can handle well, are they?

We hope all you devoted readers and your families enjoy peaceful and joyous holidays, and have more sex than we can this joyous season.