My Christmas Gift

by Steele, C. M.

  “Are you ready to go home, Mrs. Claus?”

  “Yes, Mr. Claus,” I cheered, kissing his cheek as he pulled away from the store.

  “When we go in, how about you make us some hot cocoa and I’ll bring everything in?”

  “Works for me.”

  He escorted me into the house and started unloading our truck. There was so much stuff that I probably would be done with the hot cocoa before he came in to drink it. I set the water to boil. I turned on the holiday music and danced around the room, as soon as the water came to a boil, I poured it into our glasses.

  I brought it to the living room where he was setting everything down. I stepped to the window to see the young neighbor chatting it up with my husband. She was rumored to be a total whore. Her husband spent a lot of time away at work. I shouldn’t be jealous, but I looked down at how round I have become and how it must be hard for Jake to be around me twenty-four seven. In a fit of territoriality, I stepped out onto the landing and felt the ground disappear from under my feet. I heard a scream and I didn’t know where it came from, but my body hurt like hell from landing. I heard footsteps as fast as lightening.

  “Kaci, what are you doing out here? God, babe. Are you okay?”

  “I thought you would have been done out here and instead you were chatting away with the slutty neighbor.”

  “Sweetheart, first I’m taking you to the hospital to get your checked out, your body and your head. Then we’re going to have a serious talk.” I was too ashamed to even speak when we got in the truck. Dropping off the last of the bags in the house, he locked up and rushed me to the hospital to be examined. Jake held my hand the entire drive there, but I couldn’t even look at him. I was being stupid and I could have hurt the baby. I was sobbing quietly to myself.

  They took me pretty quickly. After a scan and examination, I was told that everything was fine and that my butt would be a little tender. While I got dressed, Jake filled out more papers.

  Chapter 3—Jake

  I wanted to be so damned pissed at her, but my worry was greater than my annoyance. I never left her alone longer than an hour or two day. I fucked her every chance I got. It wasn’t that I was a sex addict; I just craved my wife. She should know that, but I guess it was those damn hormones driving her to do rash shit. Then again, if I’d seen her out there chatting away in the cold with some young, male neighbor, I would have probably whooped his ass.

  I knew I was supposed to be back inside and it didn’t look cool for me to be talking to the trashy broad across the street. She had a thing for me or rather a man with money. I knew that and I should have just ignored her, but she was telling that they were moving back to Montana and that there was a family in our neighborhood that was in great need. Everyone was going pitch in for the holidays and she asked if we wanted to participate.

  I wanted to talk to her, but I had to wait until we got home. She looked miserable and I wanted to comfort her, but she pushed me away. Once we had the all clear, I drove us home. I carried her into the house safely, locking the door and taking her to our bedroom.

  As soon as she laid down, I let it out. “I’m not going to go off on you about getting yourself hurt because I know you’ve been beating yourself up about it. What I wanted to talk to you about is how you could even doubt us. I’ve never given you reason. I practically salivate to be at your side. If you think I would let anyone come in between us, you’re insane. It’s not happening. You’re mine and that’s that. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you and you should know that.”

  “I’m sorry. I lost my head when I saw her touch your arm and you didn’t stop her.”

  “Kaci, the broad is moving. I didn’t need to make a scene for no reason. I took a step back right after that. She was telling me the Thompson’s lost everything last week in a fire. Everyone is getting together to do a fundraiser to give them a Christmas.”

  “Oh my, I had no idea. It must have been when we were out of town.”

  “Yes, that was it. Do you think I would want to freeze my balls off to talk to some skank?”

  “No,” she replied guiltily.

  “Tell me you love me,” I demanded.

  “I love you, Jake. I’m so scared to lose you.”

  “I know, babe. I’m afraid, too. Just know it won’t be from infidelity. I only want you, Kaci,” I confessed, dropping my lips to hers. I wanted to kiss her hard as fuck and let her know that she was my soul, but I knew what it would lead to and the doc said to take the next twenty-four easy.

  ~~~~~

  It was Christmas Eve already and everything was back to normal. Kaci was living in the holiday spirit the whole time. It was adorable to see her dancing to Christmas classics. I loved that woman beyond belief.

  Titan stopped by a couple of times and the unlucky SOB came on a day that Kaci was working on building a gingerbread house. They both spent two hours trying to get it right. I had to go Christmas shopping, so I left her there with him. He would look after her, which would make me fucking happy as hell.

  I was almost home when I got a call from Titan. “What’s up man?”

  “Kaci said to pick up a pie for the party tonight for that family in need.”

  “I will. Why didn’t she call me?”

  “Because my hands are all gooey,” she called out.

  “She’s trying to bake and it isn’t going well. She’s got sticky flour all over her hands.” I shook my head, laughing to myself. She was trying to make Christmas amazing. It was funny because she didn’t know that she already made it wonderful. A loving effort was half the joy of the holiday. I brought home the pie and set it down, then scooped up my adorable wife and carried her to our room for a taste of her own personal pie. We spent the next hour in bed forgetting Titan was still there.

  Chapter 4—Kaci

  By the time we arrived at the party, it was in full swing. It was held at another neighbor’s home as the insurance company was having the Thompson’s old home gutted and rebuilt. The guests of honor were sitting on the sofa when we arrived. They seemed to have been in awe by the massive turn out. I looked around and saw smiles on everyone’s faces. It was lovely. We arrived in time to see the gifts and donations given to the family. Once we left, I felt like my heart was full of the Christmas spirit.

  “Boys, I think that’s the true spirit of Christmas.”

  “So does that mean you won’t turn my house into a winter wonderland next year?”

  “Not a chance on that, Charlie. You lost a bet, so that’s that. Tinsel and garland will be spread in cheer and you will like it.”

  Jake just laughed at us, but I told Titan you don’t bet against my Cowboys and he didn’t listen to me. Now his house was going to be glittering in Christmas cheer. Titan left our house as soon as the clock struck midnight. He was working on a case that was important and out of town, so he had to get some rest. We waved him off. I couldn’t wait for him to find a girl, that way we could have a bigger family Christmas together. Tonight, I got to see love and goodwill spread around. It was more than I could have ever imagined. I truly loved the holiday season.

  Chapter 5—Jake

  She smiled all throughout the party and as we said goodnight to Titan. Kaci was absolutely perfect in my eyes and when she turned that stunning grin on me, I was stiff as fuck.

  I walked up behind her as she stared at the Christmas tree lost in thought. “Merry Christmas, Kaci.”

  “Merry Christmas, Jake,” she replied. “It’s late, but I’m not tired. Is there anything you’d like to do to ring in our first Christmas together?”

  “I’d like to do you,” I said, taking her hand and leading her to the floor. “Do I get to unwrap my first gift tonight?”

  “I suppose so, since you’ve been good all year,” she whispered, looking up at me with pure lust in those pretty eyes. I took my time undressing her before making sweet love with her under the tree.

  “I think this should be a tradition,” she murmured, completely sated and s
leepy.

  “Yes, but I think we need a tree in our bedroom once our son is old enough to want to spy on Santa.”

  Eight years later…

  “Mom, Dad, why do you put a Christmas tree in your bedroom?”

  I’d been waiting for the day that it would come up and I had an answer for that. “It a special tree, Jacob. It was our first tree together and the first real Christmas either of us ever had.”

  “That’s sweet,” he said innocently.

  I didn’t tell him, it was special to me because I fucked his mother under it two times that night, but he didn’t need to know that. “Now it’s time for bed or Santa can’t leave his gifts.”

  He gasped and scurried off to bed. The other kids had been in their rooms unable to stay up after playing at Uncle Titan and Aunt Paige’s all day.

  I walked into our bedroom to the sexiest sight. “Wow, ho, ho, ho. Santa left me a really sexy gift this year.” Making sure to lock the door, I unwrapped the pretty bow and ribbon covering my wife’s pussy and tits and celebrated like we did every year.

  “I love Christmas,” she said, as she held my head against her sweet candy cane flavored pussy. I didn’t know how she did it, but I lapped her up. The moment she came, I leaned forward and thrusted into my favorite place to be.

  “I love you,” I growled, loving our tradition.

  The End