Santa’s Naughty Helper (Part 2)

Beth sat the frosted cold bottle on the counter and twisted the corkscrew into it. She was not a strong girl. She didn't quite get the corkscrew far enough into the cork before too much resistance built up and she stopped. She clamped the metal arms down around the edge and tried to pull the cork out. It didn't budge. 

 She took the bottle under her arm and pinched it between her arm and breast trying to get better leverage. It still didn't budge.

 "I'm no good at this." She giggled, as she handed the bottle to Chris. He took it from her and noticed some condensation from the bottle had wetted her thin top making it more see through. 

 The coldness of the bottle had perked her nipple as well. Chris tried not to stare, but he couldn't resist. If Beth noticed his stare, she didn't acknowledge it with any attempt to conceal.

 "When are you going to decorate your tree? She asked, as he poured them each a full glass.

 "I don't thi