Disclaimer: The story is fiction though the people in it are not. Names have been changed. This is how I wish my visit had gone. Sadly, I actually left after the presents in real life. Anyway…
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Man I love the holidays.
My ex and I ended our relationship on good enough terms 2-1/2 years ago. Despite being broken up, we always made it a point to visit the other’s family on the holiday break. This Christmas break was no different.
I headed over to her parents house the Thursday before Christmas, truck loaded down with small presents for her, her parents, brother and sister, just like every break.
When I pull into the driveway, I notice that my ex is there. I park and grab out the box with the presents and head to the front door.
As I prepare to knock, the door opens. My ex standing there in front of me. My ex is 5′-5″, 38C breasts (grew since the olden days of dating), a little curvier than I remember (may add to the increase breasts size), brown eyes that are almost golden, and brown hair, no longer highlighted. I still remember her nipples being large and dark brown. Seeing her, I wonder if she still shaves her pubes.