On the west side of Downshire is Northchapel which has always been the Industrial powerhouse of the County and although it doesn’t physically occupy its centre it is the beating heart of the County.
In recent generations its fortunes had suffered
greatly but in the 21st century major regeneration of the town was underway,
and Jimmy Percival was part of that.
But because he wasn’t local, he spent most of his time
living in a Hotel, and only returned home to Abbottsford for high days and
holidays, however he found himself stuck in Northchapel at Christmas due to bad
weather and was facing a lonely Christmas at his Hotel until a colleague, Frank
Cooper, took pity on him and invited him to have Christmas Dinner with his
family.
“I’ve brought Jimmy to spend the day with us” he said
and introduced him to everyone, and they all made him feel welcome.
But his attention was drawn to a beautiful young
woman, Nicole Wilson, and he was besotted by the beautiful creature.
It was a large family gathering, with four generations represented.
He made an instant friend, Frank’s 7-year-old son
Jason,
“What did you want Santa to bring you?” asked Jason
“I would have liked her in my Christmas stocking” he said in his head but when
he looked across at Nicole she was smiling as if she knew what impure thoughts
filled his head about the beautiful
girl.
“I’m always happy with whatever I get” he said, making
pointless small talk, to cover his embarrassment over his impure thoughts about
the Christmas treat he really wanted.
But he couldn’t prevent the lascivious thoughts which
extended to every aspect of her, and what she would look like as he peeled
through the layers of clothes.
He wanted her to tantalise all his senses, sight,
sound, smell, touch and taste, his sight had already been fed but he wanted
more, her sound was sweet and her accent seductive, her smell was exotic and
intoxicating, and touch had been restricted to a handshake and taste was as yet
unfulfilled.
But all through the day knowing looks were exchanged
and every time their eyes met, he felt like a schoolboy again, and still he was
convinced she could read his mind.
They laughed and joked and pretty much ignored the
rest of the gathering, but all too soon the day was over, and goodbyes were
said, and everyone went their separate ways and despite how much he had enjoyed
the day, Jimmy was deflated as he got into his car, until he reached his Hotel
and standing outside his room was a smiling Nicole.
“How did you kno…” he began but she silenced him with
her mouth and once inside his room he watched as she undressed for him, peeling
off the layers of silk, satin and lace, he smelt her perfumed scented skin, he
felt her electrifying touch on his skin and his fingertips on hers, and then he
tasted her like the fine delicacy that she was and then he heard her sweet
voice in glorious orgasm, and all their appetites had been greedily satisfied
and then the gluttons slept off their overindulgence until Boxing Day when they
breakfasted on each other.
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