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shizzz

That one guy
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Nick, old Saint Nick to some, smiled as he placed
The last gift under a the tree and grabbed the last cookie, quickly devouring it as he tossed his red velvet sack over his shoulder, lifted his finger to his nose, and shot up the chimney.

This act was repeated millions of times as he worked his way trough the atmosphere, through the world, and through the hopes as wishes of humanity.

He slid down another chimney, pausing to smile at te sight of a lovely blond girl fast asleep on the sofa.

He was a man, as te man in him liked what he saw. It was from that distraction that he didn't realize one of the bells on his belt had gotten snagged by a nail around te edge if te fireplace

He had dispensed the gifts and was taking a last lecherous look at the delicious form before he put his thumb to his nose, as zipped up the chimney, leaving the bell behind.
 
Kathy rolled over in the morning, the scent of warm vanilla always stirred her awake. So does the sudden thud of falling off the sofa.

"Ow..."

Sitting up and taking in the sights of the living room, moving the half empty wine glass from the night before. She'd been out with girlfriends and had been left on her couch to handle the annual Christmas hangover. Blinking the sleep out of her blue eyes she takes in the sight of so many gifts.

"Yes! Please be here..."

With an excited squeal she's off to her bedroom with a particular package. Wrapping paper flies and the old dress hits the floor. Standing before her full length mirror is a Christmas themed teddy and panties set. Red satin hanging off her shoulder and barely holding in her 36D bust. A little lipstick and some blush and a sexy Christmas doll stands in her bedroom. Throwing a robe over the lingerie and off back to the living room, the 5'3" girl was bouncing around in excitement. Reaching the tree she hears a delicate ringing next to her. A bell.

"Oh no! Did you fall off the tree?"

Giving it a soft ring and turning to the tree an odd sensation fills her lungs. Like she's caught in a sudden breeze and can't quite see.

"What the hell?.."
 
The night had gone off without a hitch. And he had returned to the lair beneath the ice of the North Pole, rather it was deep beneath te ice if the pole, and he was settling in when there was a knock on his door

"Come in" he called out and a tiny elf came in, Sarah was her name

"Yes Sarah?" He asked with a grin, his red cheeks a glow as his beard wiggled around his lips

"Umm sir. We are missing a Bell" she said in a demure voice. Just than an alarm went off, light flashing as emergency horns blared

"We have an intruder. Everyone take cover"

With that all of the elves scurried out of sight and Santa stepped out of his house into te street

There in the middle of the icy wayfarer was a gorgeous blond in a tiny bathrobe, holding a silver bell
 
As the bright lights and swirling winds passed before her eyes Kathy blinkingly took in the room around her. It suddenly wasn't her living room and the air felt so different. Warm, smelling of vanilla and cookies. As she turned to take it all in, she noticed several people hiding behind whatever furniture and cover they could find. In the middle of the room was a large bearded man...

"Santa?.. Oh God I had too much eggnog again."
 
He smiled at her comment as he stepped closer. Seeing the way her eyes glanced about he found himself very aware of her. Her clothing. And her full voluptuous figure

"Yes. It's me. And you seem to have found one of my bells. You were trying to catch me weren't you?" He asked with a smile as he stepped closer, the allure if her beauty calling him in closer to her



"You know that with that bell you have come to the North Pole. This isn't a dream" he told her as his body began to slim and becomes lightly younger, the magic of the night beginning to fade, revealing a rustic older man, appearing to be late thirties or early forties, even though he was several hundred years old.

"Kathy. Come here as sit on santas lap" he said as he grabbed a chair and pulled it out, sitting on it and gesturing towards her

"You were such a good girl this year. Why don't you tell me what you want" he said with a grin.
 
"Oh... Okay..."

Slowly walking over to the man who seemed to shed years off his own face. Sliding onto his lap an almost giddy, childish sensation overcame her. It was like being a little girl again.

"Well, I'd really love someone to wear all this lingerie for."
 
"You would would you?" He asked as his fingers slid up to the center overlapping seam of the robe. As his hands parted the material he smiled at the red satin wrapped
Tight over a pair of full round breasts

He shifted, enjoying the weight Of her in his lap

"Well then Kathy. Tell me more about a man who would deserve this" and as he spoke he slipped his hand further down her robe, pulling one flap aside entirely to reveal her toned supple thighs and the matching satin panties, "because you look like a fabulous present to unwrap" he told her as his cool blue eyes lifted back up to hers.
 
Giggling and bubbly almost, spilling out secrets and desires long since forgotten.

"He should be kind and cheerful but when it comes to the bedroom he takes and demands. I like knowing I can please him so he should talk really dirty..."

Feeling his hands wander up and down my ribs was almost electric and my lips trembled at his touch. It was almost magical.
 
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