A/N This is a continuation of my earlier stories with Jennifer in. If you haven't read those before make sure to start there first.
I hadn't been back from work when I heard my door ring. I was never sure if that was a good or a bad thing half the time. I was almost tempted to ignore it and just go and have the shower I had been looking forward to. A second ring however had me sighing and making my way over to open it. A figure welcomed me, just the hint of a smile on her face. I just stared my eyes drifting down over the festive clad beauty stood there, taking in the view. She was smirking at me now. Calmly she reached for a bag beside her and took out a notebook and pen. Bemused I just watched as she dabbed a finger and opened it to an empty page.
Mrs Claus was now stood in front of me looking studious as she looked at that note pad. It made me want to dive right on her there and then something I was entirely sure she knew from the measured smile she had. I couldn't say Jennifer didn't know how to make an entrance. The last time she'd turned up at my place like this unannounced she had been wearing a coat and nothing else but lace lingerie. This time she had ditched the coat but dressed up more. I wasn't sure which was worse. She fluttered those pretty eyes at me as I watched and licked her lips.
"Why sir, are you going to let me in? We've important matters to discuss." She spoke softly that beautiful accent just alluring.
I looked at her a moment more not sure whether to close the door or just drag her in there and then and take her to bed, or the nearest surface I could place her on. I knew she was fully aware of what I was thinking. "Well as long as it doesn't take too long. I had things to do you know which didn't involve gorgeous temptations turning up on my doorstep. They have an annoying habit of being a distraction."
She half smiled at me again reaching up to poke the pen against my chest already nudging me back inside. "Oh, but sir this is very important business at this time of the year."
"Hmmmm, well then, only if it's very important business. You'd better explain what you need to do." I stepped back as she pushed me and then watched as she turned around to close the door behind her. I watched her move eyes drawn to the red stockings I could see clinging to her legs. I wondered how far they went up, about the same time I wondered what other surprises she had hidden away.
Now sir let me introduce myself. I'm Mrs Claus." She began and then offered me a hand. I looked at her hand and then took it in mine shaking it briefly before I let it go. She went back to her notebook again as I slowly started to circle her just taking in her outfit. It was a full-length dress, tied across her waist with a leather belt and bright silver buckles. The edges were all lined in soft white fur little gold trim around some areas as highlights. It had a hood to pull over your head none of which attracted to much of my attention. As I circled around it was the glimpse of her stocking clad legs peeking out from beneath what was a tempting short skirt, and even more fun was the deep v shape neckline that showed of her cleavage and the hint of more lace that was clinging to her breasts. In short, she looked like the perfect Christmas treat worth snacking on. Which she probably knew as she watched me from the corner of her eye as I studied her.
"If I could have your attention for a moment, thank you sir. This won't take long at all, I'm sure you can appreciate it's a busy time of the year for us all." She spoke softly that innocent little smile on her face again as she looked at me. I grinned back moving back around until I was stood in front of her.
"What can I do for you then Mrs Claus?"
"Well, you see obviously we have the holiday season in full flow now. Christmas is coming soon, and Santa obviously is going to very busy delivering all those presents. So, I'm helping out, checking the lists making sure all the information we have is correct. It says on my list here though that you haven't been very good this year. In fact, it seems to suggest you've been very, very bad."
"Hang on very bad? That doesn't sound right at all. I think I've been very good this year."
"So, you're saying our list is incorrect?"
"I think it must be that doesn't sound like me at all."
"Oh, but I don't know sir." She continued along just enjoying being playful. "It says here......well I don't want to get into the specifics obviously, but it seems you have been very very naughty, we have witnesses."
"Witnesses! I demand proof of this, that doesn't sound like something I'd do at all."
"Oh, we can't name our witnesses sir. That's very improper. No, we're merely here to check if you had anything to say before we submit the list."
"Huh." I murmured studying her closely. So, this other person, this witness I take it she's on the naughty list as well then?"
"Oh no sir, not at all. She is always very very good. Of course she's on the nice list."
"That doesn't seem fair, or right to me. How does that work out?"
She looked at me glanced around like she was listening carefully for anyone else and then beckoned me closer. I obliged sliding forward and leaning down towards her.
"Well, you see sir, I can't get into details. Of course, this is all secret we don't divulge information about these things. But if a person like that was involved in such activities, shall we say, why then anyone indulging in them with her, well they'd be so pleased and so satisfied that she couldn't possibly be on the naughty list could she?" She spoke softly that drawl in her voice just a seductive tease. She always knew what she was doing to me.
