Uncanny Christmas Tales – (078) Christmas Carole

 

The village of Kettlewell sits in the rolling Pepperstock Hills that form the northwest border of the Finchbottom Vale and it is half a mile from the hamlet of Kettlewell-on-the-Hill, the two of which made up the parish of St Augustine’s Church, and Kettlewell is 1.5 miles from its largest neighbour, Highfinch where Carole Bond was born and raised.

On Christmas Eve she was driving through the village she had lived in her whole life and could never imagine living anywhere else.

Carole had come close to losing the house after her husband left and had to work hard to keep a roof over her children's heads after the divorce.

She had had to make sacrifices over the years and one of those was romantic attachments which was why she hadn’t found a significant other in her life.

However, her sons, were now both engaged to fine young women, so time was running out for her to find love again before the grandchildren came along.

 

When she arrived at the Downshire Arms she parked the car and went in, once inside the pub she removed her coat, she was wearing a Christmas outfit bought specially for the occasion.

Black leather ankle boots, green Christmas tights with holly motif on her shapely legs, and a red velvet dress, mid-thigh with gold trim.

Her first stop was the ladies so she could check her make up.

She looked in the mirror and considering her age she was very happy with what she was seeing, her skin was glowing, she had her fair share of lines but then she did have a smiling open face, her hazel eyes were still stunning, her hair was honey coloured and was her one vanity as it came from a bottle.

She smiled at her reflection because her children had been talking about wanting to find someone for her, but they didn’t know that she already had her sights set on the new Doctor at the surgery where she worked as a receptionist.

So, when he invited her out for a pub lunch, she treated it as an early Christmas Present.

After a final look in the mirror, Carole smiled at her reflection and said.

“Happy Christmas Carole”

Then she went into the restaurant and when she saw her lunch date, who was sitting waiting for her, turn and smile at her, she felt sure she would have a Happy New Year as well.

Uncanny Christmas Tales – (077) Christmas Goose

 

In the early morning mists of late September Robert Armstrong was involved in a fifteen-car pileup on the Finchbottom Expressway which almost took his life.

He suffered multiple fractures, a lacerated liver and a punctured lung and was in an induced coma for three weeks.

When he was allowed to go home, his girlfriend Lillian Baggott

and his sister Beth looked after him, it was an uphill struggle but as Christmas approached a corner was turned.

 

It was a bright winter morning two days before Christmas, Lillian was pottering around the bedroom in her nightie and chatting ten to the dozen as Robert lay in bed.

When he first came home, she slept in an armchair beside the bed for the first week, after that she moved into the spare room at night, she missed sleeping beside him, she had hoped that would have changed by Christmas.

Lillian sighed to herself and then after drawing the curtains went over to the bed.

“Time to get you sat up” she said with a smile and reached across him.    

“Morning girls” he said as he gazed down the top of her nightie as she leant forward, at her beautiful braless breasts.

“Behave, you’ll strain something” she retorted with a chuckle, but she made no effort to block his view.

“I won’t strain anything by doing this” he said and pulled her towards him so he could kiss her passionately.

Lillian closed her eyes as Robert kissed her then afterwards, she said wistfully. 

“I’ve missed you kissing me and holding me”.

“Have you missed anything else?” he asked, and her eyes widened.

“So much” she replied dreamily.

“Then you’d better come and join me then” he said.

 

Lillian emerged from the bedroom flush faced and smiling and walked across the landing.

“You’re looking very pleased with yourself” Beth said as she reached the top of the stairs.

“Robert is feeling better” Lillian retorted smugly and added before going into the bathroom “I just got a Christmas goose”.

Uncanny Christmas Tales – (076) Stolen Christmas Kiss

 

Harriet Fisher was fast approaching her 18th birthday and although she wasn’t aware of it, was considered to be an absolute beauty, elegant, daintily petite, intelligent, funny, sexy and with a perfectly beautiful angelic voice, pure Carrington Chase educated perfection and it was a voice that made Charlotte Green sound common.

Harriet of course didn’t see herself that way and found it difficult to express her true nature because she was painfully shy.

It was appropriate that she sounded the part as she was a day boarder at Carrington Chase, which was Downshire’s version of Roedean, although those in Downshire thought it was the other way around.

 

Although Harriet was almost an adult, she still had to wear full school uniform every day, which she found very annoying, but it was a quirk  of the school, and it was the best.

During term time she lived at her Godmother Mary Davenport’s house in Carrington as her family home was in Abbottsford.

She did of course go home during the holidays and most weekends, but not all, but Harriet seldom went out and when she did, it was with the Davenports, who did their best to make her feel part of the family, but it was not the same as being at home.  

 

Johnny Davenport was the eldest child at 23 and was the only one of the family who hadn’t really had any dealings with Harriet.

He had been at university for three years and when he was home for holidays she was back in Abbottsford.

However now he was doing his master’s he was studying a lot of the time at home, but due to her shyness their interactions were very limited.

He really liked what he’d seen and figured she would probably warm up a little one she got used to him being around, but it was taking a while, so he decided he should be more proactive as they approached Christmas, he needed to make his move before she went back to Abbottsford for the holidays.

 

He had been putting Christmas decorations up with his mum all day but when she left to do the school run, he made sure that he was downstairs when Harriet returned home from college so he could intercept her as soon as she arrived through the front door so she couldn’t rush straight upstairs to her room, as was her normal routine.

 

When he heard the key in the lock he walked towards the door and as soon as he could see her distinctive uniformed figure through the glass, and he knew firstly that it was her and secondly that she was in the porch he prepared to strike.

Johnny didn’t have to wait for long for the porch to open and as Harriet wasn’t expecting to be confronted and her arms were full, she was easy prey.

So, the moment she became aware of his presence he held the mistletoe above her head and said.

“Merry Christmas!” and planted a kiss on her surprised lips.

The duration of the kiss was only a second or so and when he had finished, and Harriet made no protest he took it to be a good sign, so he turned away and said over his shoulder.

“I have more mistletoe in the lounge if you’re interested”.

Once he was in the lounge he stood by the Christmas Tree and waited and hoped he hadn’t miscalculated.

Johnny only had to wait for a minute before she appeared in the doorway still wearing her complete school uniform, minus her coat and shoes.

Harriet gave a quick glance to confirm where Johnny was and then she walked slowly towards him in short shuffling steps with her head down as she stared down at her stocking feet, until she came to a shuffling halt when she was standing in front of him.

Harriet then took a deep breath before she raised her head and looked up at him expectantly.

Johnny’s heart melted as he looked down on the diminutive figure gazing up at him and he realised for the first time that he loved her.   

So, when he stooped down to kiss her expectant lips it held much more significance than the one, he stole in the hall, and that was reflected in the duration.

The long sensual kiss was followed by another and another and would have led to another had she not heard her godmother and Johnnys siblings emerging from the car outside.

They had to wait another full day before they could pick up where they left off for the first of many more times and it turned out that she had a very good reason not to go home to Abbottsford every weekend, and that reason was she had fallen in love with Johnny Davenport. 

Uncanny Christmas Tales – (075) Christmas Entertainment

 

Tina and Lizzie McDermott were day boarders at Carrington Chase School for the Winter term while their parents were at a weather research centre in the Antarctic.

They were staying in Carrington with the McGee family, which comprised of their Aunty and Uncle and their sons Liam and Stuart in Carrington.

The two girls were instantly attracted to their cousins, but the boys were both painfully shy, the girls were not, but were struggling to snare them.

Tina and Lizzie shared a bedroom and Lizzie noticed that her sister was a bit short tempered and irritable, she knew it wasn’t her period because that had been the week before.

“What’s the matter with you today?” she asked.

“Frustrated” Tina snapped.

“What about?” Lizzie asked.

“Liam” she replied, “Its nearly Christmas and I still haven’t got his attention”.

“I know I’ve been flirting like mad with Stuart for weeks and I get nothing back”.

After discovering that it was her frustration at not snaring Liam, Lizzie helped to execute the plan which kept them in her bedroom until lunchtime, now it was Lizzies turn to get her man.

Unfortunately, the day after Tina got together with Liam, Stuart broke his ankle playing football, although with him laid up in bed she finally had an advantage over him.

Apart from being a shy boy Stuart was the sporty type and as she was a diminutive figure, if he saw her coming when she was in full flirt mode, he always managed to give her the slip.

 

He was woken early on Christmas Eve by the front door slamming, which he discovered later was his Mum and Dad leaving for the Supermarket, then he drifted off to sleep again.

The next time he woke his cousins Tina and Lizzie where standing either side of his bed wearing Christmas costumes.

“What are you doing here?” he asked suspiciously.

“We came to entertain you” Tina replied, and the girls turned to each other and smiled.

“And why are you dressed as Elves?”

“Because we are here to spread Christmas joy of course” Lizzie replied and the two of them giggled then Tina said.

“Firstly, we bring tinsel and garlands”.

“Ok” he replied hesitantly, as he watched her waving the tinsel. 

“And then we bring mistletoe” Lizzie said and kissed him and knowing he was beaten he surrendered to the kiss, and by the time she came up for air Tina had made a discreet exit.

“I think that was very nice” she said.

“I agree”

“Good because I have nothing to compare it to, but I thought it was very nice” she rambled, and she would have continued rambling had he not interrupted her.

“That was your first kiss?”

“Yes” she replied and blushed

“Mine too” he said, “But I thought you were….”

“Were what?”

“Well, you’ve always acted a bit ….tarty around me” he explained.

“Tarty! Tarty!” she snapped “I was being flirty, not tarty”.

“Shut up and give me another kiss” he said and she duly obliged.

Uncanny Christmas Tales – (074) The Christmas Problem

 

Tina and Lizzie McDermott were day boarders at Carrington Chase School for the Winter term while their parents were at a weather research centre in the Antarctic.

They were staying in Carrington with the McGee family, which comprised of their Aunty and Uncle and their sons Liam and Stuart in Carrington.

The two girls were instantly attracted to their cousins, but the boys were both painfully shy, the girls were not, but were struggling to snare them.

Tina and Lizzie shared a bedroom and Lizzie noticed that her sister was a bit short tempered and irritable, she knew it wasn’t her period because that had been the week before.

“What’s the matter with you today?” she asked.

“Frustrated” Tina snapped.

“What about?” Lizzie asked.

“Liam” she replied, “Its nearly Christmas and I still haven’t got his attention”.

“I know I’ve been flirting like mad with Stuart for weeks and I get nothing back”.

Tina was the same age as Liam and Lizzie was 18 months younger, the same age as Stuart.

Although Tina had been on a few dates, neither of them were  experienced sexually, and Lizzie hadn’t even been kissed.

“What you need to do is shock him into action” Lizzie said.

 

Lizzie smiled as she went down the stairs because she spotted Cousin Liam sitting in the kitchen with his nose in a book.

This was not an unusual occurrence as he was very studious, which was the exact trait she was going to use against him.

“Hello Liam” she said seductively.

 “Oh Hhhhello” he stammered.

“Tina was looking for you” she said.

“Rrrrreally” he retorted.

“Yes, she’s stuck on a maths problem, she’s really struggling, she’s upstairs in our bedroom” she said, and Liam gulped. 

“Can you go and help her?” she suggested “Please”.

“Ohhh kkkay” he stammered and walked past Lizzie, who then followed on behind

“Go on in” she urged when he reached the door “She won’t bite”.

So, he turned the knob and slowly opened the door and once inside he discovered Tina wearing her best matching lingerie and was wrapped in tinsel garlands and grasping a large sprig of mistletoe.

“I thought yyyou had a maths problem” he stammered.

“Well, I have a problem, and it’s you” she said and pushed him against the door and kissed him.

Lizzie didn’t see either of them until lunchtime.

Uncanny Christmas Tales – (073) The Christmas Double

 

Stuart Kulig had always had good luck with women but a week before Christmas on the evening of the Winter Ball he was doubly lucky because he was in the company of a pair of regular sexual companions Maria Manzinni and Pandora Josephs, who were his booty buddies and dirty lusty bedfellows.

When they arrived at his house, they let themselves in, and found him recumbent on the sofa, so after the hello’s they slipped off their coats and they were both wearing silk and lace lingerie, the redheaded Pandy wore green, while the dusky Maria was contained in pale yellow.

 

After the girls had completely satisfied themselves, they released their captive who then pulled them onto the sofa for a cuddle.

“We haven’t got time for snuggles” Pandy said, “We’ll be late for the party”.

“Do we have to go?” he asked pathetically.  

“Yes, we do” insisted Maria “So hurry up and get dressed”.

“I don’t think I’ll bother” Seb said disinterestedly.

“Oh please” they begged.

“Ok, on one condition”

“Anything” they chorused.

“Anything?”

“Anything” they agreed.

“Ok then, you have to wear each other’s pants” he said.

“But our knickers match our bras” Pandy said.

“And we can’t swap bra’s as we have different shaped boobs” Maria pointed out.

“Thats easily solved, don’t wear the bras” he said.

“So, you want me to go out to the party without a bra and wearing her  knickers?” Pandora stated.

“Yes”

“You dirty, dirty boy” she replied and snatched the yellow lingerie out of Maria’s hand, who then bent down and picked up the green pair and examined them and giggled as she pulled them up.

“I feel really dirty” Pandy said as she pulled the yellow panties up, and she had a filthy leer on her face.

“You’ll feel even dirtier on the way back” Stuart said.

“Why?” they asked simultaneously.

“Because you won’t be wearing any at all” he said.

“Lovely” they both said and laughed dirtily.

Uncanny Christmas Tales – (072) The Christmas Promise

 

Martin McLaughlin was a second-year student at Abbottsford University and he shared a house with three others, his friend Johnny, his girlfriend Martha and her friend Christine Hack, who Martin had fancied from the moment he saw her, but although he got a vibe from her that he would be wasting his time, so he wasn’t confident enough to take a chance so he didn’t even try, but it didn’t stop him wanting her for the six months they shared a house together.

However, everything changed after they had an alcohol fuelled snog following a pre-Christmas drinking session at the house and as they do, one snog led to another, and they ended up in his room.

They were laying on his bed where the snogging led to heavy petting but when he tried to make ingress into her pants, but she said.

“Oh no you don’t”

“Why not? Why don’t you want to further?”

“I didn’t say I didn’t want to” she said, “I just have a visitor at the moment”.

“Oh”

“But when its gone, I’m all yours” she said.

“Really?”

“Yes, really”

“Wow I can’t wait” he said.

“Nor me, but until then it’s just kissing and cuddling” Christine said.

“Until when?”

“I want it to be special, so let’s say after the Christmas party” she said.

 

Naturally the time between the night he spent with Christine and the Christmas party hung heavy for him even though it was only five days and he saw her every day.

The Christmas party was being held in the Student Union Bar and function rooms, Martin had been playing football in the afternoon so went home first and got cleaned up and changed, he had hoped to find Christine back at the house so they could be together without all the effort of going to a party first but there was no sign of her, apart from a note on his pillow, which read.

“I’m Spending the afternoon with my sister, I’ll see you later at the party, xxxx”.

 

The Christmas party was a big deal on campus, so it attracted a lot of people, most of them already pissed, and there were hundreds of students in attendance, so it took him an hour to track Christine down in the crowd and when he did, he found her on the dance floor.

Christine Hack was wearing a baggy woollen Christmas sweater which disguised her shape well, but he knew where all the lumps and bumps were, and the jeggings showed her lower curves deliciously well.

“There you are” she said, “I was beginning to think you weren’t coming”.

“I’ve been looking for you for an hour” he said.

“I’m glad you’re here” she said and kissed his cheek “I have a promise to keep”.

“I’m glad you remembered” he said, “I’ve thought of little else”.

“Oh, I remember, and it’s all I’ve thought about as well” she said and kissed his mouth “We’ll go back to my room after the party, and you  can unwrap your present”.

Christine smiled and kissed him, and he immediately responded to it by slipping his tongue between her slightly parted lips, and Chris warmed to this action and responded in kind for a full minute before stopping abruptly.

“That’s quite enough of that” she said sharply.

“But you were enjoying it too” he pointed out.

“That’s not the point” she said, “We said later, we’ve waited a week  so another couple of hours won’t hurt”.

“We could do it sooner rather than later” he said nibbling her ear while taking advantage of the dimly lit and crowded dancefloor and exploring beneath her sweater and she held onto him tightly.

His hands proceeded unhindered up her naked back where he deftly unfastened her bra one handed, until his eager hand, made full contact with Christines un-cupped breast.  

“Ok you win” she said urgently and kissed him hotly and wetly.

“Get me back to the house right now”.

 

So, Martin got to unwrap his Christmas present that had been on his wish list for so long, and Christine got her long-awaited gift as well.

But it wasn’t just a night of sweaty sex in her bedroom it was the beginning of a lifetime together.