“Happy Christmas!”

Joe looked at Nancy, stood there almost naked. They’d been house sharing for months but never had a relationship, never really gone there. He wanted to but she’d kept her distance, made the boundaries clear, so he’d suppressed his urges, done his best to be a good house mate.

Nancy knew this, but it was time to reveal why she’d put barriers in place. She knew Joe well enough now to trust him, knew he’d like her small but shapely breasts, knew he’d want to turn their friendship into something more intimate.

What she didn’t know was how he’d react to her other needs. So she took the quickest route, stepped into his room wearing just a diaper. As so often she’d already wet it, the absorbent padding swollen and showing her lack of control.

“Umm. Thank you, Merry Christmas to you too,” said Joe in surprise, “I.. still need to wrap your present.”

Nancy smiled and shushed him. “I think you can guess the present I want, you just need to deliver it deep inside me.”

Joe raised his eyebrows. He hadn’t expected this, would welcome it, except, “Oh Nancy, you’re beautiful and I’ve fantasised about this. But.. a diaper?”

Nancy grinned. “Well, I wanted you to have some fun first.” She sat on his bed, lay back and looked coquettely at him. “Come and unwrap your present – you can wrap it again after you’ve had fun using it.”

Joe paused, processed her words, decided he understood their meaning. Not what he’d expected, but she seemed to think he could handle it. He made a decision, one that would make them both happy.

He leaned over her and kissed her softly on the nose, and before starting to undo Nancy’s diaper told her, “I see you’re wet already, but maybe some foreplay anyway…”