I blend in. Think about those librarians who glide down a staircase and remove their glasses in slow motion. They become supermodels. I turn into another librarian. That suits me fine. That way, I don’t need to slink to indulge my kink. Mink. The titillating scent of mistletoe permeated my fur coat, its pockets and sleeves stuffed with the holiday herb in preparation for a special New Year’s Eve. I had made a date with a...

Most of you are happy when your wife or girlfriend buys you a video game or some new tool for Christmas. To be fair, most years I would be pretty happy about that too. This year though, my wife went above and beyond. She got me a twenty-three-year-old platinum blond with an insatiable libido. How many of you can top that? This was the first year we hadn’t had the kids home at Christmas. Although I am starting to believe t...

Catherine's favorite night of the year was Christmas Eve. She believes there's a slice of time somewhere between sunset on Christmas Eve and dawn on Christmas morning when all is right with the universe. I liked to think she was right. Catherine was a terrific wife and did her best to please me, so Christmas brought her a holiday surprise. She had always been a massive fan of Santa Claus, and I knew she had a mile-wide Sa...

The suburban home’s kitchen was alive as Amy worked her own brand of holiday magic. Scrambled eggs. Crispy bacon. Warm, gooey cinnamon rolls. It was all coming together perfectly, just as she’d imagined. As she carefully placed each item onto the plates, Amy couldn’t help but feel a sense of giddiness. To some, this might just be breakfast on Christmas morning. To Amy, this was the inauguration of an annual tradition. Amy...

"Perfect! Santa and Mrs Claus just got on down the bottom!" Ivy said. Holly remained resolutely facing backwards, steadying herself on the handrail of the descending escalators while adjusting the wings of her angel costume. Heels as high as theirs were hard enough to balance in even before the hash brownies they’d shared at the party. The vibrator humming in her cunt didn’t help, either. "Ho ho, you ho. I'm twenty-five,...

"Hello, Jules. Nice to see you back. Did you miss me?" I look up from chopping the celery sticks. It's Shauna from next door. She breezes into the kitchen and gives me a playful kiss on the cheek. I don't remember the doorbell ringing, but I am used to her coming and going at will. Saffy smiles when she sees her, "Oh Shauna could you give us a hand with the shrimp for the seafood salad?" "Sure thing darling." She grabs a...

Hiding under the cash register, ogling Vince’s crotch as he spoke to nosey Ms. Richmond wasn’t the worst way for Charlie to spend the eve of Christmas Eve. “Where is the Missus?” Ms. Richmond asked. “I haven’t been seeing her.” “Left two days ago to visit family,” Vince said with a smile, complimenting Perry Como’s Home for the Holidays, murmuring through the establishment’s speakers. “So you’re alone during the holidays?...

A long and eventful Christmas Eve party with her new colleagues at the day spa left Katie with a fitful night’s sleep, her mind buzzing with a mixture of excitement and unsettling temptation. Raised in a strict, religious household, Katie had always steered clear of behavior deemed promiscuous, feeling a strong sense of guilt and discomfort at the mere thought. In the past, having only gone as far as making out with her f...