The Jones's annual Christmas party was already in full swing, the sprawling lower floor of their large Kensington home filled with dozens of party guests, merrily eating, drinking, and enjoying all the traditions of the season. Children ran about the place, chasing each other around the Christmas tree as the adults in attendance did their best to stay out of their way and not spill their drinks of top shelf booze. Sebastian was standing in the corner of the room dressed in his best black suit, an elegant crystal tumbler of whiskey in hand as he took in the scene before him. Melinda was dressed to the nines in a long black ankle length dress with matching heels. Around her neck sat a glimmering gold necklace and a pair of pristine diamond earrings which had been a wedding day gift from Sebastian, worth more than most people's cars. She was flitting around the place and being the consummate gracious host, basking in the attention and praise from her numerous guests. It was a role she had gotten used to over the years after hosting various gatherings, parties and soirees and it was something that she reveled in. Their oldest daughter had grabbed a present and was trying to run away to open it early, much to Sebastian's amusement. "Eleanor, Eleanor, come back here young lady!" Melinda shouted as she chased after her into the sitting room causing Sebastian to chuckle as he took a swig of his drink.
Returning his attention to the partygoers, his eyes met Sylvia's across the room. The family maid was dressed in a cute outfit styled to look like an elf, which more than suited her short posture. She had affixed bells to her slip on black pumps with her slender, supple legs covered by a pair of festive green tights and a cute red ruffled skirt around her waist. The look was completed with a festive t-shirt covered in candy canes and reindeers, a pair of plastic elf ears and a green and red festive hat adorned with a white pom pom at the top. Despite being surrounded by friends, family and business colleagues Sebastian couldn't help but ogle her from across the room as she offered the guests flutes of champagne from an elegant silver tray. She noticed her boss's eyes drilling into her and returned his gaze, blushing softly as she returned her attention to the guest she had been handing a glass to. Once she had been thanked for the beverage, she turned and crossed the room to Sebastian, pausing in places so she could make her way through the happy throng of people, being careful not to spill any of the drinks on her tray.
"Hi Boss," Sylvia said as she stood in front of him, "what do you think of my outfit?" She set the tray down on the side and gave Sebastian a twirl so he could take it in properly, flashing him a cheeky smile once she had finished her rotation.
"It's nice," Sebastian replied stoically, aware that they were surrounded with prying eyes, "did you put it together yourself?"
"Mmhmm," Sylvia responded, nodding excitedly with a childish expression of happiness on her face. Even though it had been several months since their affair had begun, Sebastian still couldn't get over how cute she looked in moments like this, nor could he ignore the subtle throbbing in his trousers. "It was Melinda's idea, she thought it would be cute!"
"Well, she was right," Sebastian replied, "I've got to give it to her, she does have great instincts when it comes to this kind of thing."
"If only she knew her outfit idea had her husband drooling over me right under her nose," Sylvia whispered wickedly, her red hair swaying around her shoulders as she glanced around to make sure no-one was listening. "I still have to give you your Christmas present, you know," she said seductively, twirling the her locks between her fingers, further adding to the cute elven look she was pulling off expertly,
"Is that right?" Sebastian asked huskily, the bass in his voice causing the maids skin to tingle and her heart to flutter.
Sylvia stepped closer to her employer, playing it off like she was tidying up the curtain behind him as she whispered in his ear. "When the light switch-on starts, meet me in your office so you can unwrap me... I mean your present." Sebastian's cock throbbed in his tight suit pants and he had to take a second to regain his composure and think of a witty response. It didn't matter though as before he could reply, Sylvia was already gone, absorbed into the hubbub and bustle of the party. Downing his glass, Sebastian played with his collar uncomfortably, he was suddenly feeling very hot. The perfect moment to slip outside for a cigarette. His affair wasn't the only thing he was hiding from his wife and so he quickly scanned round the room to check Melinda was absent before making his way into the kitchen and out the back door.
The brisk winter air hit Sebastian hard and he breathed in deeply, steam billowing from his mouth thanks to the sub zero temperatures. Reaching into his suit jacket he pulled out an elegant, thin metal container in which he kept his dirty little secrets. Pulling out a cigarette, he placed it between his lips and returned the box to its rightful pocket. Producing a Zippo lighter he flipped the lid open, a flame erupting from the top and Sebastian put the end of the cigarette into the fire, igniting it as he inhaled deeply. Exhaling with a satisfied sigh he took a moment to take in the garden as the noise of the party bled out from the house. It was covered in a thin layer of snow, bushes and flowers seemingly frozen in time and making it look strangely alien, but undeniably beautiful. He stepped out a little further into the icy patio as he took long, lazy drags on his cigarette, blowing out clouds of smoke and watching it drift away from him on the cold winter breeze.
Sylvia was certainly taking a big risk by asking to meet him at a time with so many people around. Ever since that first time in his office they had made sure to only ever be physical when they were alone in the house, but Sebastian couldn't deny the danger of being caught did seem thrilling. Spurring him on further to take the risk was the fact that he hadn't enjoyed intimacy with a woman for a couple of weeks and his urges were on the rise. Melinda had been off work, the children had been off of school and he and Sylvia had no chance to be alone. He had all but given up any hope of sexual activity with Melinda as it now seemed to be only for special occasions and even then, it was not a guarantee. Checking his watch as he took another puff, there were around 15 minutes until Melinda would ferry everyone outside to turn on the lights that covered the front of the house. She certainly loved the attention such a moment would bring, despite the fact she paid a company to put them up, basically taking credit for signing the workmen's check when they finished the job. Sebastian chuckled to himself when he heard the door handle turn and small, quick footsteps moving towards him.
"What are you doing Daddy?"
