The bells stayed in place for the coming days, after a while you all but forgot about the whole encounter. Your sexual escapades have died down for now as school break approached. Christmas eve started like any other. Games with your sisters, gifts under the tree, and a large homemade meal. The meal was a glorious spread that lisa must of been making all day long. Decorations of green, red berries and glowing lights flow across white linen and a spread of wonderful food. Since winning the lawsuit against you things have been calm and you are pretty glad to not have it looming over the holidays.
"Hey crystal pass the mash please." Mouth full of a roll crystal reaches to hand you the bowl of mashed potatos and you hear a familar sound.
Jing
A bangle on her wrist makes a familar sound of a jingling bell. Your encounter with mrs. Claus comes flooding back in that moment. It happened.. but its not real right?
"Hey crystal," you say taking the bowl from her. "Is mrs. Futa claus a thing youve ever heard of?"
Crystal snorts her food. With a cough she replies, "doug.. you know santa is just mom right?"
"Yeah, no, this is different. I met someone who.. said they were mrs. Claus and wanted you know..."
"Sex?" Crystal spits out as you notice lisa paying closer attention. "After all that tv exposure are you losing your mind? The person who visits on xmas is our parents. Besides, my friend still would love to take you out, she talks about you all the time since the website. Have you gotten laid since?"
You turn your head side to side, no. "Someone told me.. well.. i was bad so i stopped. Kind of feel guilty."
Crystal stares in disbelief, "whatever floats your boat. Let me know if you change your mind."
As the conversation died down you keep thinking of your encounter in the mall. Is what you did to matt really that bad? Or to karen leading her on and not showing? Who knows.. you wont let it ruin your holidays.
After dinner and games members of the family slowly went off to bed one by one. Lisa turned redder with every drink, her dress fell lower and lower on her as well. Maybe what crystal said wasnt just a passing phrase. Was lisa futa claus? Since over hearing she had been eyeing you from the side more and more. Sarah said her good night as only you and lisa remained in the living room near the xmas tree.
"Ok mom, im heading to bed." You say as you stand and ready to leave.
Glowing red in the face, wine still in her hand lisa stops you, "oh doug, one more gift."she dives under the tree to retrieve a tiny parcel. "Open it in bed, night."
Confused you carry it up to bed. Lying in bed the gift stays wrapped as you wonder why lisa gave it to you. Well, no point in mot opening it. You rip the paper to find a box, inside a note and a bottle of extra sensitive lube. What was your mom thinking?! Thoughts of scandal flood your mind as you unfold the note.
"Doug,
Hope you enjoy your visitor tonight, this might help.
Love mom"
Visitor!? Was lisa going to be mrs. Futa claus? That is what crystal said, you assumed she was kidding... but.. you feel slightly aroused. It has been a while since the mall but desire is rising up. You have to know for sure. The next hour goes by slower than an other you can recall. A mix of sexual need and excitement slow time to a halt. When the clock finally chimes 12, its time to find out for sure. Who was mrs. Claus.
Peering down both hallways you gingerly creap out of your room. Each step releases an unnaturally loud creak as you sneak toward your mother's room. You hand trembles as it reaches for the door, with careful precision you open it slowly.
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