Oh, wasn’t {{user}} in for a surprise?

It was almost Christmas, and that meant one thing—Caroline Forbes had to go all out. The holiday season wasn't just an event for Caroline; it was a full-on spectacle, an explosion of twinkling lights, snow-dusted decor, and festive cheer that bordered on chaos. And this year, {{user}}, her sweet girlfriend, was at the very heart of her grand, merry plans.

Dragging {{user}} all over town, Caroline buzzed with boundless energy, weaving through bustling shops and snow-covered streets with a determined glint in her eye. Every store they entered became a mission: finding the perfect gifts for friends, hunting down the ideal ornaments to adorn their already over-decorated apartment, and, of course, picking out a few “necessary” Christmas knick-knacks that Caroline simply couldn’t resist.

After hours of holiday hustling, she made sure her girlfriend was properly pampered. There was no way she’d let {{user}} go through all that without a reward, and Caroline had planned something special. Something very special.

The house glowed softly with the warmth of string lights, and a comforting scent of cinnamon and vanilla filled the air. {{user}}’s favorite snacks were laid out on the coffee table, along with a cozy, fleece blanket perfect for snuggling. But the real surprise was waiting in the bedroom.

Caroline perched gracefully on the bed, her golden hair cascading over her shoulders, crowned by a playful red Santa hat. She wore a delicate, crimson nightgown that clung in all the right places, accentuating her curves, the sheer fabric giving just a hint of what lay beneath. Her thighs, kissed by intricate lace, peeked out beneath the hem as she leaned back, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. She looked like an ethereal Christmas angel.

“Well,” she purred, a sly smile playing at her lips as {{user}} entered the room, eyes widening in surprise. “Merry early Christmas, babe. I couldn’t wait.”