My
Christmas gift to you
Is not
wrapped up in coloured paper,
Tied with
ribbon and bows
And hidden
beneath the tree
It’s
visible for all to see
It is
written on my face
Like ink on
parchment
It spills
out from my heart
Like
boiling milk from a pan
It emanates
from my every pore
And
surrounds us all
My
Christmas gift to you
Is my never
ending love
PS – there
are gifts under the tree as well
Gary Smith and Carla Lund were staying on a camp site in the Finchbottom Vale that was once a working railway station before it fell foul of Dr Beeching and his cuts, in a place called Sharpinghead.
The two of
them were staying in a converted signal box which was comfortable enough but
because of the limited floor space it had bunk beds which didn’t go down well
at all with Carla, she wanted a double bed and plenty of comfort and more than
a little loving.
“What the
hell are they?” she said when she saw the bunks
“A
challenge” Gary replied flippantly but she was not impressed
“We’re not
13” she said,
It was not
an insurmountable problem as far as he was concerned but she just wasn’t the
adventurous type.
Although
Gary could remember the time when she was, a time when she enjoyed a kiss and a
cuddle in the woods back in the days when they were courting but she seemed to
have forgotten just how much.
The bunk
beds were bad enough, but Carla really lost it when she realized there was also
no toilet or bathroom ensuite and the nearest facilities were 60 yards away.
She stormed
out and left Gary to unpack and she was gone for hours, in fact Gary was
already asleep in the bottom bunk when she got back.
The next morning
just after first light he had to get up to the toilet, he wasn’t going to
bother dressing but trotted the 60 yards to the toilet in his pants.
When he
returned to the signal box, he quietly closed the door and was just tiptoeing
across the room when he spied, highlighted in the early morning light, Carla’s
naked buttocks protruding from beneath her duvet and written on a post it note,
stuck to one buttock was one single word “Sorry”.
And that
was when he woke her in the dawn light and the adventure returned to their
marriage.
After that
first surrender to adventure Carla felt alive and tingling all over and was
keen to try some more while Gary was just intent on enjoying it while it
lasted.
But the new
adventurous Carla didn’t leave her sexual escapades in Sharpinghead when the
summer holiday was over, and they spent their spare time exhaustively finding
ever more adventurous ways to satisfy her brains out.
But they
were also regular visitors back to the Vale where they would revisit sights of
old adventures, where he would sully her anew, as well as finding new and
evermore sensual exploits.
Which was
why they took every opportunity to get back to the Vale because their intimate
exchanges always seemed hotter there than anywhere else.
So, they
became regulars at Maxlins holiday camp in Sharpinghead as its size and range
of activities gave them ever more opportunities of making nerve tingling dirty
adventurous memories.
Which was
why they found themselves back in Sharpinghead in December on one of the big
Santa’s Grotto weekends at Maxlins holiday camp where they planned making nerve
tingling dirty Christmas memories.
The Grotto
was decorated with red and gold velvet drapes, adorned with tinsel and coloured
lights, with a huge throne in the furthest corner surrounded by Christmas
parcels and leading to the throne was a fake snow-covered path and on one side
of it was a festive tableau of snowmen and reindeer and on the other side
Santa’s sleigh was parked.
And when
they first saw it, they looked at each other and Gary asked
“Throne of
sleigh?”
“Both” she
replied with a giggle
“Both it is
then for my dirty little Christmas minx”
“Adventurous
dirty little Christmas minx, if you don’t mind” she corrected him.
So, on
Saturday night they sneaked past security and made their way into the grotto.
“Come on
Carla, the costumes are through there” Gary said and led the way.
Carla
rummaged through a rail of costumes and after a few minutes she appeared
holding a Santa suit.
“This one
will do for you” she said “put it on and I’ll be back in a minute”
When she
returned, Santa was sitting on the throne and she was dressed as an Elf, green
fitted tunic, with gold buttons, deep red tights, red and white striped knee
socks and pixie boots with turned up toes.
“There’s
one more customer for Santa” she said and sat on his knee.
“I’m almost
certain that you’re on the naughty list” Santa said.
“I’m nice
and naughty” Carla said and giggled
Then Santa
discarded his beard and kissed her, and after a prolonged period of heavy petting,
he gave her, her Christmas present from behind on Santa’s throne.
Unfortunately, the security guard interrupted their fun before he could sully her on the sleigh as well, so they had to leave the Grotto in a hurry, they took the costumes with them though and used them the following weekend when Santa mounted his Elf on Santa’s sleigh to their mutual satisfaction.
This is our
first Christmas
As husband
and wife
The very
first Christmas
Of our
married life
This is our
first Christmas
Together in
our house
The very
first Christmas
With my
very own spouse
Jenni was a pretty girl with long
straw-coloured hair and stood barely five feet tall, delicate, and slender who
looked like a breath of wind would blow her away, but she was as strong as an
ox.
She had started at the center while she was
still at school, as weekend staff and Lily took her under her wing, and they
had become firm friends over the years.
Jenni was
absolutely gob smacked when Lily recommended her for Assistant Manager, and in
response she worked tirelessly to repay her faith in her.
This meant
that she was always first in at the start of the day and very rarely went home
on time in the evening which didn’t leave much time for her love life, so she
didn’t have a significant other. There was a girl at the Garden Centre that she
liked in that way, but she wasn’t sure if her feelings were reciprocated.
Tasha Hayle
was only 20 and worked in the café, Jenni thought she was gorgeous, five-foot
tall, Filipino mother, part Spanish father, brown eyes, demerara skin, round
bum, narrow waist, large breasts, and a smile that melted Jenni’s heart.
But when
she was within ten feet of her, her brains turned to mush.
After six
months Jenni hadn’t spoken a whole sentence to Tasha until her 21st birthday, a
month before Christmas, when they all went to the pub and Jenni bought her some
novelty knickers with Penguins on them because she knew she had a thing about
Penguins.
Tasha liked
her present very much and was well aware of the effect she had on Jenni, and
she really loved it, but she thought it was time for her to put her out of her
misery.
It was
Jenni’s first day off for more than a month and she wanted to go Christmas
shopping in Abbottsford and spend most of the day at the Phoenix Shopping
Centre.
She
particularly wanted to go to Hanratty’s Department Store, the lingerie
department to be precise as she needed some new undies, and Hanratty’s knickers
were her favourite.
So, she had
spent more than half an hour browsing and had a number of sets in her basket
and was just admiring a red satin teddy when someone said
“Oooh, I
like that”
Jenni
turned around and saw that it was Tasha
“Er…um…er”
she stuttered, and Tasha laughed
“I bet it
will look lovely on” she said, and Jenni couldn’t even manage a stutter and
went as red as the Teddy and Tasha walked away giggling.
Jenni had
lost sight of her but Tasha had stayed close by as she paid for her scanties’
and then reappeared as she left the department before leading her on an
adventure through the store until they ended up in Ladieswear and Tasha stopped
by a rack of silk blouses, and after a discreet look around to make sure the
coast was clear and then she turned toward Jenni and pulled the front of her
leggings down, intended to show her she was wearing the Penguin pants, however
she had inadvertently pulled them down as well and flashed Jenni her
uncultivated lady garden.
When she
saw Jenni staring at her with her eyes on stalks and mouth wide open, she
laughed, but when she saw Jenni was still staring open mouthed, she was amazed
by her reaction to a flash of her knickers.
So, she
looked down and saw exactly what she had been flashing.
“Oh my God”
she exclaimed and pulled her leggings back up and ran towards the cubicles and
very excited Jennifer Evans followed her into an empty cubicle.
“You
weren’t supposed to see that” Tasha said as she stood in the corner facing the
wall.
“I just
wanted to get your attention”
“Well,
you’ve certainly got my attention, but I’ve always noticed you” Jenni said and
giggled
“But I
liked what I saw”
“I know you
did” Tasha replied as she slowly turned around but without raising her eyes
“You were
only supposed to see my Penguin pants”
“An early
Christmas Present for me then” she said and putting hand gently beneath her
chin, she lifted her head and kissed her, but not just a Christmas Kiss.
You’re my
Christmas angel
You’re my
very own Christmas delight.
Please stay
with me tonight
Abbottsford is
Downshire’s administrative capital and the seat of the Downshire government, it
iss also a Cathedral City, is home to Abbottsford Town
football club and benefits from the renowned Winston Churchill Hospital.
It is also a place of learning thanks to the Downshire University,
which is where, long-time friends Abbie Musgrove and Sonja Prinsloo were in their first year.
Both girls
had rooms on the same landing in student halls and spent all their free time
together.
They were
all packed ready for the trip home for Christmas but when it snowed, they
quickly made a beeline for the park, and they were surprised to find that more
students hadn’t had the same idea.
After about
an hour and a half they were both breathless and panting, Abbie sat on a park
bench to catch her breath while Sonja scrambled around in the snow making a
snowman while chatting inanely about the best technique for the perfect
snowman, but Abbie was more focused on the speaker than her words.
Sonja
wasn’t beautiful in the way that most people considered that Abbie was, but she
thought she was only on the attractive side of beautiful by virtue of the fact
that she never wore a scrap of makeup, but she thought with a little makeup on
her pretty face she’d have looked gorgeous.
“More
gorgeous anyway” Abbie thought
She was
suddenly brought back to the moment when Sonja said
“We’d
better get moving”
“What?”
Sonja
pointed heavenward
Abbie
looked up to see the sky had visibly darkened.
“Ok” she
said “Let’s go”
They
scrambled their way back through the snow and on the most exposed part of the
park the moment the snow fell in earnest, big wet flakes, falling like fury.
“Quick this
way” Abbie said and grabbed Sonja’s hand and they ran to the nearest large tree
which offered them some protection from the snowfall, and they were giggling
like schoolgirls when they reached sanctuary and squeezed up close to the
trunk.
Abbie
looked down at the giggling Sonja as large wet snowflakes dripped from the tip
of her aquiline nose.
She giggled
again and put her head back and shook it like a dog would, and that was when
Abbie did it.
Sonja was
only 5ft tall so with Abbie’s 4” height advantage over her she was in the
unusual position of being able to kiss downwards on to Sonja’s inviting lips.
It was a
deliciously gentle kiss to which Sonja responded to in kind.
When they
had stopped Sonja looked up at Abbie and said
“I wasn’t
expecting that”
Then Abbie
kissed her again, a much more urgent, passion filled kiss altogether, perhaps
too much so, because Sonja suddenly pushed her away.
“No, no”
she said “I can’t”
Then she
ran off through the snow
“Sonja!”
Abbie called “Please don’t go, I’m sorry”
But she
just kept going and didn’t look back.
Abbie traipsed
home miserably through the snow, kicking her way through slushy puddles, and
chastising herself for her stupidity, and her haste.
“You idiot,
you stupid idiot, you’ve lost your friend now” she shouted into the snow.
She got
back to her room in halls and silently stripped off her wet clothes and dried
her hair before redressing then she switched on the kettle and got out two
mugs, but she paused and put one back.
Abbie was
just pouring the hot water onto a teabag when there was a gentle knock at the
door, so she put the kettle down and walked to the door and when she opened it,
she saw Sonja standing in the hall looking like a drowned rat.
“I don’t
want to run away” she said pathetically
“You don’t
have to baby” Abbie said “Come inside”
Her heart
swelled as she looked at the beautiful forlorn creature dripping on the carpet,
and she quickly wrapped her in dry towels.
Abbie dried
Sonja’s fine dark brown hair and when she stood there wrapped in fluffy white
towels with damp tousled hair, she looked at Abbie with her big brown eyes and
asked
“Can you
kiss me now?”
Abbie’s
heart skipped a beat and she smiled at Sonja and duly obliged her.
It was just
another dream
That I
awoke from that morn
It was a
very familiar dream
A regular
one rather well worn
The theme
was the same as usual
The dream
was all about you
Just
another stupid dream
That will
never come true
But it
wasn’t exactly the same
It was a
variation on a theme
This time
it had changed
It was a
Christmas dream
But this
time it felt so real
Will it
ever come true?
This
Christmas dream of mine
About
spending Christmas with you
