[jiinx81]

I lived in a different state than my to-be wife when we first met. She had visited me over a few weekends, but I didn't go to her house for a long time. Finally when we realized that this was a serious relationship she invited me to spend Christmas weekend at her house and meet her (adult) kids. I got there on Christmas eve-eve and liked her son and daughter from the first time I met them. We had a great dinner with lots of wine for all that night, then everyone scattered the next day for last-minute shopping.

Christmas morning was greeted with mimosas all around. Next we all gathered around the tree to open our gifts, sitting on the floor. My wife's (then) 24-year daughter volunteered to be Santa. She was wearing a not-sexy plain white night shirt that reached her knees. She was model-thin and very pretty, about 5-6 with long brown hair and probably B-cup tits.

She delivered a present to her younger brother, then one to her mom, then one to me. When she got to me she bent over to hand me my present, and BANG! Perfect down-PJ, showing me the cutest little tits with a little puffiness and erect nipples. I also saw her innie belly button and board-flat stomach. To cap off the view I also saw her full black bush.

Over the years I have gotten to know her better, and I don't think it was intentional. She has just never been careful about down blouses, and I have seen her tits many times. I've not seen her crotch since then, but I have seen her in a one-piece black bathing suit that was revealing enough to know that she at least trims that bush back substantially.