Kismet: The Christmas Elf

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“Well, hi folks! Do you remember me?” “Yes, that’s right! I’m the talking Snowman from that old TV show!” “What was that you said?” “Why yes, I suppose I do sound like Burl Ives, and why not? The man had a perfectly wonderful voice.” “So, I’m sure you’re wondering what I doing here at this time of night? I mean, the kids are all snuggled up in bed and all, and it’s too late to tell them a Christmas story, isn’t it? Hehe, you must think this old Snowman’s brain is half melted after all these years!” “Well, here’s the thing. You see, not all Christmas stories are for kids, and not every Christmas miracle is meant for children.” “What’s that? You don’t believe in Christmas Miracles? Well, that’s probably because somewhere along the line you wound up on the naughty list. In fact, if you’re reading this, you ARE on the naughty list, but see, that’s not the case for everyone…” “What? Oh, just relax! I’m not going to start singing! That’s just for the kids! I am going to tell you a story though. A story about a man. A nice man, and while it’s nice to be nice, well nice doesn’t often get you laid, does it? That’s just kind of the way it is.” “No, it isn’t fair, but ‘nice’ often goes along with being shy, and that was Aaron’s problem. He was very nice, but terribly shy, and one day he realized that he would soon be thirty years old, and yet he had never truly fallen in love. Well, since he WAS nice, and unlike you, never got on Santa’s naughty list, Santa decided that Aaron needed a special gift for Christmas.” “This was no ordinary gift, mind you! It couldn’t just be wrapped up and put under a tree! Oh no, so Santa sent a very special Elf to deliver this gift, and it arrived late at night on a cold Christmas Eve…” *** Aaron finished the last column on his report and sighed as he gave it one last check. It was 5:00 PM, and while he normally wouldn’t have minded earning a little overtime, it was Christmas Eve, and he just wanted to get home. It wasn’t so much about the Holiday? Aaron wasn’t married and had no one to go home too, but after listening to the bubbly excitement of his coworkers all day, he just wanted to go home and relax. ‘Maybe I’ll have time to finish that jigsaw puzzle.’  It might not be the most exciting of Christmas Eve’s he mused, but then Aaron wasn’t expecting to share it with anyone, anyway. Just as he was about to log off his computer, a smiling woman with a head full of blond hair peeked around the corner of his cubicle. “Hey Aaron, a few of us were thinking about heading over to ‘Barely & Hops.’ Why don’t you come along?” “Oh, high Lindsey! Ah…well I…” Aaron looked into her smiling eyes and felt that cold hand of fear begin to squeeze his throat. He wanted to go with her so badly, but every time she looked at him, his mind froze and his words just seemed to get stuck in his throat. Swallowing hard, he was finally able to take a breath. “Yeah, that would be great!” Lindsey smiled brightly. escort avcılar “Great! I was hoping you’d be able too!” Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, he really liked Lindsey and had since they first met. He’d been dying to ask her out for months, but the closest he’d come was asking her to join him when he handed out the firms gifts at the Children’s Shelter on Christmas morning. “Just let me wrap up a few things and I’ll be ready to…” His happy response, and his equally happy mood were suddenly interrupted by the harping chimes of his desk phone. “Leave it be Aaron, it’s after five…” Lindsey tried to stay his hand but knew it was a waisted effort before she even started. Aaron’s line took emergency calls from policy holders, and she knew he wouldn’t ignore someone who might need help, especially that night. Aaron just shrugged hopelessly and answered the line. *** It was almost midnight by the time Aaron got home that night. His plans to join Lindsey were forgotten, brushed aside by a disaster that befell a family he didn’t even know. Their home had burned down, another fire caused by a single spark on their Christmas tree. As their insurance adjuster, It wasn’t exactly his responsibility to save their Christmas. He could have just taken their information and waited to process it after the holiday, but Aaron just couldn’t leave it at that. To him, being part of a faceless, and equally heartless Insurance company wasn’t a real choice. He spent the evening calling around and finding them a place to stay. He made arrangements to get them clothing and transportation. He’d even found a temporary shelter for their dog until they could make other arrangements. Lastly, he’d contacted an online supplier and had Christmas presents sent for their children with assurances that they would be delivered in the morning. It hadn’t been easy, and it angered him that so many people were less willing to step out of their way to help, but he did represent a large and powerful insurance company. Using veiled threats, he was finally able to give the family everything they would need to save their Christmas, and to get them through the holiday weekend. “God, I need a shower” he said to himself and started the water, looking forward to finally being able to relax. The hot water felt wonderful though, and he put aside his disappointment at missing out on Lindsey’s company and focused happily on the thought that he’d been able to do something of value for someone. The fact that he didn’t actually know them really didn’t matter at all. Now cleansed of the days drudgery, Aaron slipped on his robe and decided to make a sandwich. It was just after midnight, and he realized that he’d skipped dinner in his frenzy of phone calls. He was thinking of nothing more exotic than egg salad when he opened his bedroom door and was greeted by the unmistakable aroma of roasted turkey! “What the heck?” The aroma was strong and smelled escort bahcesehir so good it made his mouth water, and he wondered where it could be coming from. It certainly hadn’t been there when he arrived home, just a half hour before! As he exited his hall though, his shock was confounded. His living space was bathed in light, and on his dinning room table was the most extravagantly laid out Christmas dinner he had ever seen! ‘Oh my gosh, where did all of this come from!’ He would have sworn he was dreaming, but when he tasted a bit of the cranberry sauce, it tasted all too real! “Hi Aaron! I hope you don’t mind, but I know you missed dinner, and I thought you might be hungry!” Aaron heard her musical voice and spun around, his head spinning at everything that was happening. What he saw did little to calm his nerves. The woman, who had just come out of the kitchen, was maybe five-two and had the most luminescent blond hair he had ever seen. Her facial features were soft and youthful and her skin almost glowed. She was dressed in a green elf costume that barely contained her generous bosom, and green stockings clung tightly over her beautiful legs. She wore a green elf cap on her head and was carrying a platter of sliced turkey to the table. If she hadn’t been so small, and frankly beautiful, he might have been frightened out of his mind, but even in this extremely unusual situation, she seemed completely harmless. “Well, don’t just stand there silly! Sit down! Eat! You’re going to need your strength tonight! Here, try the stuffing, I bet you’ve never had anything as good as my stuffing!” Her enthusiasm was infectious, and he couldn’t help but smile. Aaron sat down, trying to get his mind around this. He’d only been home a short while, and it was impossible for her to have made all of this in such a short period of time. When she sat next to him and poured him a glass of wine, he finally calmed down enough to talk. “Um, this is all wonderful,” he started when she playfully slipped a piece of turkey into his mouth, and his thoughts were again scrambled as the meat melted into a symphony of flavors in his mouth. “Oh, wow! That’s amazing!” “Thank you Aaron, I’m glad you like it!” Aaron shook his head. It was delicious, easily the best turkey he’d ever had, but what really had his attention was this beautiful girl in front of him. “This is really amazing, and I’m grateful for all of this, but why? I mean, I don’t even know your name!” She just smiled and laughed happily as if she was enjoying his confusion. “I’m sorry, I do get carried away sometimes, but I love meeting people who are so nice to others!” Aaron was smitten by her cuteness and felt an embarrassing attraction to her incredible body. He tried to judge her age, but she could have been anywhere between sixteen and thirty-six from what he could tell. Her smiling laughter was contagious though, and he couldn’t help but join her. “Well, thank beylikdüzü escort you, but really, what is your name, and who put you up to all of this?” he asked, indicating the magnificent meal laid out before him. “Oh, I do suppose this might all be a little confusing! So, let me introduce myself!” She popped out of her chair and curtsied in front of him with an unearthly grace matched only by teenage girls. “I am Kismet, the Christmas Elf, and I’m here to give you your Christmas Present!” Aaron stopped eating as her words sank in. It sounded preposterous, but then the entire situation was. Then he noticed her ear poking out slightly from under her cap.  ‘She’s got pointy ears!’ Aaron took a drink of his wine and then looked closely at the girl. “So, you’re an elf, and you’re saying that…” “Santa sent me to give you your Christmas Present!” she laughed again and he couldn’t help but laugh with her. “Come on, that’s a wonderful story, but really, who are you?” Kismet came over and straddled his lap, draping her slim legs around him and wrapping her arms around his neck. “I know this is hard to believe, but I am an elf, and I’m here to give you the pleasure that you’ve been denying yourself for all of these years.” She then kissed him deeply, and his heart pounded as her soft lips melted against his. “Oh my gosh” was all he could say as she broke the kiss. “You’re real, aren’t you! This isn’t some kind of joke, I mean, you look so young!” “Ah, you are sweet, but I am young, I’m only 725 years old! For an elf, I’m still just a young women!” She settled into his lap and fed him another bite of the meal. “You see, for the last ten years, Santa has watched as you’ve worked to help others. You spend Christmas giving gifts to orphans, and just tonight, you gave up a date you really wanted, just to make sure a family would still have Christmas. Santa knows you’ve kept Christmas close to your heart, and I know you’ve put aside your own needs to do it. I have come to give you one night for you to put all of that aside, and just be the man you ought to be.” Aaron listened and was amazed at how much she knew about him. His hands had slipped down her slim waist as she spoke, and it was with some surprise that he realized he was holding her bottom. Horrified by his actions, he quickly pulled them back, but she caught his hands in hers and returned them to the softness of her body. “It’s okay, you can touch me. I like it!” Kismet pulled his robe open and let her fingers trail down his stomach until her fingertips caressed his rapidly growing erection. “It’s been too long since you’ve had a chance to use this Aaron,” she whispered. “Tonight, I’m going to make it up to you.” She slipped off his lap and held her hand out to him. “Will you take me to bed? I am so ready for you!” Aaron didn’t know if he was dreaming or if he’d lost his mind, but he took her hand and led her to his bedroom. Just before they left though, Kismet waved her hand at the table, and the remains of the feast she’d prepared vanished as if it had never been there. “Oh my God, I’m about to have sex with an elf! No one’s ever going to believe this!” If Kismet noticed his shock though, she gave no sign.

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