My name is Eric and I am an elf. I am the Chief Elf at the North Pole. I keep records of everything that ever happens here day or night.
This is my journal about what happened the year we almost missed Christmas.
As usual, it is a human story, while almost human anyway, it’s about love, sex, men and women. So what’s new?
Anyway, this particular Christmas started out badly from the get go. It doesn’t happen very often but even the North Pole can have production problems. It happens, and Mrs. Claus better known as "Mom" around the place was royally pissed off at her hubby Santa. Due to production delays and other things, they hadn’t had any quality time in weeks.
Yeah folks "Quality Time" Santa was getting a little old even for an immortal for "Quality Time". He could however when called upon still perform, and the newest Mrs. Claus loved her quality time, and tended to get cranky when she didn’t get her share.
There was no excuse of being to busy either for him He wiggled his nose. (Hey where did you think that television witch learned that trick anyway.) It was more his carelessness and neglect that got him into hot water than it was work, or age, or anything else you could name. Oh yes, another one of our problems that year was Elf Sandy.
Elf Sandy was a pert little redhead about 150 years old but that’s teenage for an elf, and Santa and her were tight that year, if you understand what I mean to be telling you in this tale.
The big trouble started the night Santa didn’t make it home to sleep at all. Violet, that is to say Mrs. Claus tried to talk to him but he was busy laughing and talking with Elf Sandy. He told her to let Godfrey handle it. Godfrey, is the Chief Elf administrator; he troubleshoots where needed to keep things flowing smoothly. Handles trouble for Santa. Violet was definitely trouble.
Unfortunately for Santa, Mrs. Claus had heard, " let Godfrey handle it" once too often and so she set out to do just that for one night. Let Godfrey handle it, and since the problem was her and her quality time. I leave you to contemplate the trouble this was going to cause.
Mrs. Claus was set to teach Santa a lesson he would never forget. She was the fifth Mrs. Claus and if nothing else by studying those that had gone before her, she knew how the operation worked.
The next night the does in the reindeer barn, arranged for Santa to be there for a long time. The does understood her problems. They had seen Santa and the little elf on several occasions and were on her side. She called Godfrey and invited him up for dinner in her suite to discuss business. This was the kind of business, she explained that would require Godfrey's most expert assistance. Godfrey and dinner arrived at the same time. He took one look at Mrs.Claus in her attire and knew as his cock grew hard and long it would be a very long night.
The one thing nobody knew but Godfrey, was that he was in love with Violet and hated the way the big boss treated her, wanted to take her and make her happy. Violet, who was wearing a pale lilac teddy with it a translucent white eyelet covering had trouble opening the wine, so of course Godfrey had to help. Walking behind her and moving his arms around her, he showed her how easy, the wine was to open. Violet smiling leaned back into his arms and cooed her gratitude. By the time dinner was over, they had gone through three bottles of Santa’s best French wine and were calling each other by their first names.
Godfrey, who Violet was happily calling Terry, was beside himself. Wonderful food, Great wine, and the woman of his dreams lying in his arms on her settee calling him Terry.
He got brave, told her how much he loved her, and wanted her and it would be all right if she banished him after tonight, if only she would make love to him. Violet giggled a lot and then leaned into him and kissed him. Long and deeply, wiggling her tongue into his mouth and placing her hand on his crotch. Godfrey being a very smart elf kissed her back hard.
Violet breaking the kiss smiled shyly at the elf; " I have been so lonely Terry". Godfrey knowing a good thing when he saw it and afraid there would never be another opportunity figured why not go for it. "A lovely lady like you should never be lonely or sad. Let me make you happy tonight?"
Violet hiccuped and said, "all Santa ever tells me anymore when we talk is let Godfrey fix it .Can you fix this Godfrey?"
She picked up his hand and placed it upon her heaving breast. Godfrey caressed it softly and lowered his head to suckle on its nipple. "Yes my love I can fix it, lay back now, and let me." Violet with a soft moan did just that for the wonderful caring elf. " Make me happy Terry"