Choice Tales from the Vale – (251) The Great Bear and the Christmas Maid

 

Markus Zeiler was a great bear of a man, standing 6’ 6” tall, barrell chested with hands like shovels.

But he was brought to his knees by a skinny Little waif standind 4’ 11” by the name of Nikki Ashbee

They were both in their mid twenties, both had flaming red hair but he was a gentle giant who barely spoke and she was a little livewire who never shut up.

They also had in common the fact that they were in love, though neither of them knew that they were the recipient of that love.

Markus couldn’t imagine that a beautiful little thing like Nikki could ever be interested in him, and she thought he was probably looking for someone as quiet as him.

They both worked at Maxlin’s Holiday Camp in Sharpinghead, she was a chalet maid and he was a general handyman.

Markus lived in Sharpinghead but Nikki was from Finchbottom and as the summer season was coming to an end she was running out of time, if nothing happened between them they would go their separate ways and were unlikely to see each other again, but if she got her way she would stay on.

 

Nikki finally got her man when they were on what was known as mothball duties, closing down those chalet that would not be needed during the winter season, which meant a major clean and then all the furniture was sheeted.

Because she was so tiny she managed to enlist the help of the gentle giant with moving the furniture, though she was more than capable of doing it herself, because she was much stronger than she looked, she just used it as an excuse to get close to him.

But it didn’t really help because she was such a chatterbox, even if he could have found the words he wanted to use he would have struggled to get a word in edgeways.

 

However every thing came good in the end when they were on their fifth chalet and Nikki decided she would make him get physical.

And she got all the physical she could handle and after that first time they couldn’t keep there hands off eachother and suffice is to say that she didn’t return home to Finchbottom and stayed on at Maxlin’s and spent all winter making love in whichever empty chalet they wanted.

 

It was over a  year since Nikki and Markus got together but they were as hungry for each other as ever and their second Christmas together was on the horizon and when November finally arrived Nikki decided it was time to decorate for Christmas but no one could remember where the decorations were put after the previous year.

After two weeks of searching every nook and cranny they were spotted in the loft in the staff block by the head of housekeeping, Christine Evans.

 

In the staff accommodation village there were rows of chalets, similar in design to the guest accommodation but much smaller, and at the center was the staff block.

This contained offices, store rooms and a common room, with comfortable chairs, where staff can sit around and relax, drink coffee and watch TV or just sit around talking.

 

Christine Evans hadn’t actually seen them herself as she had never been in the loft, because she was scared, partly of the dark but mainly of cobwebs and spiders, but one of her staff had seen them.

 

Nikki and Christine were stood talking in the common room when Markus walked through the door.

“Did you want to see me?” he said to Christine

“Yes, we’ve located the Christmas Decorations” 

“So come on big boy” Nikki said cheekily “it’s time to get the Dec’s down from the loft”

 

The entrance to the loft, where the Dec’s had been seen, was via a large hatch way in the common room ceiling.

Markus reached up one of his great paws and pulled the catch and the hatch swung open and then he pulled down the loft ladder.

“Are you going up?” he asked Christine knowing the answer

“No fear” she said and shivered

“Go on then Danger Mouse” he said to Nikki “You go first”

 

Without hesitation she was straight up the ladder and Markus followed quickly behind her so he could look up her skirt.

She knew that he would and frankly would have been disappointed if he hadn’t.

He enjoyed the view above the top of her long socks, but he had to resist the temptation to grope her cheeky little arse as she wiggled up the ladder.

He would have if Christine hadn’t been looking on.

Once they reached the top Nikki switched the light on and started looking around but despite the light the corners were quite gloomy.

So Markus switched on his torch which Nikki immediately snatched from his hand.

It was quite a large space and was used as an additional storage area during the peak season.

And during the course of the year the boxes of Christmas decorations, which had been put up there after the previous year’s festivities, were gradually pushed further and further back from their starting point.

“There they are” she squealed excitedly and rushed to the far corner of the loft.

She then got down on her hands and knees and began pushing boxes in Markus’s direction.

“Oh shit” she exclaimed

“What wrong luv?”

“The Angel has fallen out of the box” she said sadly “and it’s fallen down behind this thing”

The “Thing” she was referring to was the wooden “A” frame that held the roof up.

“There it is” she said as she shined the torch beam into the darkness.

It hadn’t fallen too far but it was difficult to get at because of all the boxes in the way.

“Can you reach it?” she asked you’ve got longer arms than me”

“A T-Rex has longer arms than you” he retorted and laughed

He clambered up but he couldn’t get close enough to the objective to bring his long reach into play.

“I can’t get close enough” he said as he crouched down “I’ll just have to move these boxes”

“That will take too long” she said impatiently

“I’ll just have to wriggle between the woody things, you can hold onto my legs so I don’t fall”

“Ok” he replied and she headed towards the biggest gap while Markus moved some of the boxes to accommodate his huge feet.

The gap she went for was a little above Markus’s waist height but it was higher for a skinny Little waif of 4’ 11”.

He was helping her through the small opening between the roof supports and as she wriggled and squirmed he kept getting tantalising glimpses of her pale blue knickers.

“How are you doing?” he asked

“I’ve almost got it” she replied “another couple of inches should do it”

“Ok” he said and manhandled her a bit further and in the process made sure he had and uninterupted view of her cute little arse

“What was that?” She asked as he pulled the hem of her skirt up towards her waist, brushing her plump little buttock in the process

“Cobwebs” he replied

“Ok” she replied doubtfully but he didn’t pay attention his mind was on other things.

“I’ve got it” she shouted triumphantly “pull me back”

It was when he began retrieving her small frame from the darkness when the view of jiggling buttocks before his lascivious eyes became a gift to precious to pass up.

She wriggled backward slightly and her legs started flailing about and to his absolute delight the resulting rearrangement of her buttocks caused her left cheek to become completely exposed as the knicker leg rolled between her bum cheeks.  

He could hear her muttering as she wriggled again and then wispy strands of curly red hair appeared visible against her white thigh.

Then there was another wriggle and he was rewarded with a view of her lips.

“Lovely” he said

“What was that?” she called but her ignored her because oportunity had knocked for the great bear.

Instead of possitioning her in the best place to extricate her he chose the best attitude for him to indulge himself.

He shuffled slightly to his right and turned Nikki so she was effectively on her side and lifted her upper leg and began kissing her exposed thigh.

“What was that” she asked with alarm “That wasn’t cobwebs”

In lieu of reply he used his great thumb to pull her knickers aside and then he noshed her.

“Oh God” she moaned “Stop that right now, we’ll get caught”

“Christine won’t come up here, she’s a wus” he replied as he opened her up to receive his tongue

“Oh God” she yelled

“Is everything ok up there?” Christine shouted

“Yes” Markus replied “We need to move a load of boxes to retrieve the Angel, we might be a while”

“Oh ok, I’ll go and put the kettle on”

“Good idea” he said and returned to his task

“You must stop” she pleaded “someone will come”

“And that will be you baby” he replied and pushed her thighs as wide open as he could but she was still completely accessible to him and he sipped from her fresh pink clamshell.

Nikki squirmed as his tongue explored the petals of her pussy.

Had he not heard her cum with that delicious sound she always made he would still have known the precise moment of bliss because he felt her body go rigid plus there was other evidence on her lips.

 

After he had noshed her juicy pussy to climax he retrieved her lips panting little body and lowered her to the floor.

“You are a very dirty boy” she sighed as she hugged him “And you used to be so shy”

“Are you complaining?”

“No I’m not” she replied definitely

“Good, let’s go to an empty chalet so I can get dirtier” he suggested so they delayed putting up the decoration until after he’d split her crimson whiskers in chalet 69.