Kimberly’s Mike Disappears and A Christmas Car Appears
Santa Arrives
The day passed quickly, and I skipped lunch so I could ensure I was able to leave at 5PM. I quickly drove home stopping to pick up a Santa costume. I thought with Mike gone the kids needed some extra joy at this time of year. I picked up a few gifts for the kids and had them gift wrapped.
“Make me Santa!” I grinned causing me to giggle as I pulled up to my place.
It took about thirty minutes to get the suit on with the beard. I looked in the mirror I did look older with rosy cheeks and nose. The belly padding wasn’t so bad if a little warm. Soon I looked like Saint Nick and I pranced around the kitchen dancing to Christmas music. I called over to Kimberly’s place. She was happy to hear from me. She told me she had a surprize for me later, “Mr. Dickson.” I liked the sound of that.
I walked over to Kimberly’s, and I snuck up on the house. I peeked into the window to see Kimberly and how excited the kids appeared. I made my way to the front door. I rang the bell and soon heard the kids racing to the front door. The door opened and there was Kimberly standing behind James and Emily. I thought she looked so pretty tonight and the glow of the candles on the table next to the door lit up her blonde highlights in her light brown hair she was wearing down over her shoulders. Tonight, her serious professor glasses were pushed up into her hair, so I had an unobstructed view of her lovely dazzling eyes. Her wide lips were smiling at me but there was surprise in her eyes.
“HO! HO! HO!” I said in my best Santa voice.
“Hi uncle Greg.” James said.
“Why are you dressed in a Santa suit?” Emily asked.
“Ho- Uh, I don’t know what you mean! I’m Santa Claus!” I tried again.
“No, you’re Uncle Greg,” James began.
“-wearing a Santa suit.” Emily finished.
Kimberly watched as my enthusiasm deflate completely. She felt so bad for me. “I think you are a delightful Santa Claus. Please come in.” Kimberly played along even if the kids were not into the games us adults want to play.
The kids headed back into the playroom as I followed Kimberly into the kitchen. I took a seat and I looked at the woman before me, my disappointment was plain on my covered face.
“I don’t understand. They’re young kids! Shouldn’t they be excited about Santa and Christmas?” I asked.
“I’m afraid you’re in a house of anthropologists. Studying human cultural artifacts is what we do. Mike and I decided after last Christmas that we would be open and honest with them and this included explaining things like the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy, even Santa Claus as what they really were.”
I blinked at her. “You explained away the magic?”
Kimberly tilted her head at me and frowned at how unhappy I was. “Are you going to be, OK?” She commented.
Kimberly tried to console me.
“I thought with Mike gone that maybe Santa could reappear” I said.
“I though you hated Christmas.” She commented. “It Doesn’t mean you don’t put up a Christmas tree. Decorations.” I was quick to respond.
“Well Santa Baby what have you got in that sack of yours.” She questioned as I had forgotten about the bag.
“I got the kids a few things for under the tree.” Was my answer.
“Oh, Greg you are so thoughtful. I think you have done so much for us.” She turned then slowly walk toward me. She put her arms around my neck kissed me and whispered in my ear. “I think I have a little gift for my special Santa.” My dick responded to her comment.
She broke the kiss and asked if I was going to stay for supper. I told her I should go and change. She told me Caroline, her babysitter was coming over later and would be spending the night. She winked at me.
“But it is not the weekend?” I questioned.
“Oh, Greg every night is the weekend for the man that GOT ME MY NEW CAR!” She screamed out. The kids came running in the kitchen. James came in with Emily following.
“New car?” James asked.
“Yes, Mommy has a new car! Santa got us a new red car!” The kids jumped up and down.
“Can you take for a ride?” Emily asks.
“Mommy will get it next week.” Kimberly is excited to tell them.
“Santa has presents for you too.” Kimberly pointed to my sack.
“Yeah, where are they?” James perking up a little.
I hand them the gifts to the kids. Kimberly tells them to take them and put them under the tree. As they leave Kimberly ask me again. “You sure you cannot join us for dinner then kisses me.
I tell her I need to get back and get out of this hot costume. She kisses me and whispers.
“Listen, if you’re still up for some Christmas cheer, I was thinking of bring you your Christmas represent on Caroline gets here.” She said with a grin.
I nodded and smiled at Kimberly. As the kids were nowhere in sight, I scooped her into my arms and kissed her until she was trembling, and my beard started to fall off.
“I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus!” Amelia sang loudly from the kitchen door.
“It’s still Greg!” James growled.
I set Kimberly back on her feet and she smiled at her kids and shooed them away. “Well… that was lovely!” she purred. “But you’d better get moving. I’ll see you soon.”
I smiled at her and headed out the front door.
Santa Arrives
The day passed quickly, and I skipped lunch so I could ensure I was able to leave at 5PM. I quickly drove home stopping to pick up a Santa costume. I thought with Mike gone the kids needed some extra joy at this time of year. I picked up a few gifts for the kids and had them gift wrapped.
“Make me Santa!” I grinned causing me to giggle as I pulled up to my place.
It took about thirty minutes to get the suit on with the beard. I looked in the mirror I did look older with rosy cheeks and nose. The belly padding wasn’t so bad if a little warm. Soon I looked like Saint Nick and I pranced around the kitchen dancing to Christmas music. I called over to Kimberly’s place. She was happy to hear from me. She told me she had a surprize for me later, “Mr. Dickson.” I liked the sound of that.
I walked over to Kimberly’s, and I snuck up on the house. I peeked into the window to see Kimberly and how excited the kids appeared. I made my way to the front door. I rang the bell and soon heard the kids racing to the front door. The door opened and there was Kimberly standing behind James and Emily. I thought she looked so pretty tonight and the glow of the candles on the table next to the door lit up her blonde highlights in her light brown hair she was wearing down over her shoulders. Tonight, her serious professor glasses were pushed up into her hair, so I had an unobstructed view of her lovely dazzling eyes. Her wide lips were smiling at me but there was surprise in her eyes.
“HO! HO! HO!” I said in my best Santa voice.
“Hi uncle Greg.” James said.
“Why are you dressed in a Santa suit?” Emily asked.
“Ho- Uh, I don’t know what you mean! I’m Santa Claus!” I tried again.
“No, you’re Uncle Greg,” James began.
“-wearing a Santa suit.” Emily finished.
Kimberly watched as my enthusiasm deflate completely. She felt so bad for me. “I think you are a delightful Santa Claus. Please come in.” Kimberly played along even if the kids were not into the games us adults want to play.
The kids headed back into the playroom as I followed Kimberly into the kitchen. I took a seat and I looked at the woman before me, my disappointment was plain on my covered face.
“I don’t understand. They’re young kids! Shouldn’t they be excited about Santa and Christmas?” I asked.
“I’m afraid you’re in a house of anthropologists. Studying human cultural artifacts is what we do. Mike and I decided after last Christmas that we would be open and honest with them and this included explaining things like the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy, even Santa Claus as what they really were.”
I blinked at her. “You explained away the magic?”
Kimberly tilted her head at me and frowned at how unhappy I was. “Are you going to be, OK?” She commented.
Kimberly tried to console me.
“I thought with Mike gone that maybe Santa could reappear” I said.
“I though you hated Christmas.” She commented. “It Doesn’t mean you don’t put up a Christmas tree. Decorations.” I was quick to respond.
“Well Santa Baby what have you got in that sack of yours.” She questioned as I had forgotten about the bag.
“I got the kids a few things for under the tree.” Was my answer.
“Oh, Greg you are so thoughtful. I think you have done so much for us.” She turned then slowly walk toward me. She put her arms around my neck kissed me and whispered in my ear. “I think I have a little gift for my special Santa.” My dick responded to her comment.
She broke the kiss and asked if I was going to stay for supper. I told her I should go and change. She told me Caroline, her babysitter was coming over later and would be spending the night. She winked at me.
“But it is not the weekend?” I questioned.
“Oh, Greg every night is the weekend for the man that GOT ME MY NEW CAR!” She screamed out. The kids came running in the kitchen. James came in with Emily following.
“New car?” James asked.
“Yes, Mommy has a new car! Santa got us a new red car!” The kids jumped up and down.
“Can you take for a ride?” Emily asks.
“Mommy will get it next week.” Kimberly is excited to tell them.
“Santa has presents for you too.” Kimberly pointed to my sack.
“Yeah, where are they?” James perking up a little.
I hand them the gifts to the kids. Kimberly tells them to take them and put them under the tree. As they leave Kimberly ask me again. “You sure you cannot join us for dinner then kisses me.
I tell her I need to get back and get out of this hot costume. She kisses me and whispers.
“Listen, if you’re still up for some Christmas cheer, I was thinking of bring you your Christmas represent on Caroline gets here.” She said with a grin.
I nodded and smiled at Kimberly. As the kids were nowhere in sight, I scooped her into my arms and kissed her until she was trembling, and my beard started to fall off.
“I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus!” Amelia sang loudly from the kitchen door.
“It’s still Greg!” James growled.
I set Kimberly back on her feet and she smiled at her kids and shooed them away. “Well… that was lovely!” she purred. “But you’d better get moving. I’ll see you soon.”
I smiled at her and headed out the front door.