"Are you sure about this Mrs. Clause?" Amy looked up at her.
"Yes Amy," and patted the elf on the head. "So how do I look?" as Mrs. Clause spun around.
"You look just like Santa." Amy smiled "Why are you doing this again?" helping Mrs. Clause into the sleigh.
"Amy we've all heard that song I saw mommy kissing Santa Clause, well I know that there is a lot more then kissing going on." Mrs. Clause grabbed a hold of the reins. "After all these years I've had enough and I'm going to send a message."
She snapped the reins and whistled to Mistletoe, and Mrs. Clause waved to Amy as she flew past.
"Be careful Mrs. Clause." Amy shouted watching her disappear in to a tiny speck.
Mrs. Clause closed her eyes, the air was cold and crisp, and it made her eyes water. Not for just the sheer reason of the cold air rushing past but for the memories it brought back. When he started this tradition all those years ago she would go with him and help. She remembered the magic of going down the chimneys together, seeing the houses decorated and placing gifts around. Then over the years he insisted she stop as he was getting busier things were more commercialized now and he needed her at home to help there.
She knew the truth, every year it was the same thing. Women all over the world would wait downstairs to try and fuck Santa Clause. That was why he really wanted her to stop Santa was screwing around. Mrs. Clause turned a blind eye for some time, took it as part of the package being married to Santa, she did get other benefits most women did not. It seemed like she never aged and she had the elves at her feet. Mrs. Clause was living pretty well but this year she wanted to send a message. She wanted her husband to herself no more sharing.
Mistletoe stopped on a snow covered roof. Mrs. Clause got out of the sleigh adjusted the outfit, and then put her finger to the side of her nose and poof! She was down the chimney.
Over in the corner the typical family Christmas tree with the lights twinkling. On the table a plate of cookies, a few carrots and this family left Santa a beer she noticed.
"Hey there, I've been waiting for you." Mrs. Clause looked behind her a little startled to see a woman's figure. The woman takes her hand and Mrs. Clause looks at her. The woman was maybe in her 30's, a little chubby but Mrs. Clause liked her boldness waiting for Santa in a little red bra and panty set while her husband snored away oblivious to his wife's activities.
Mrs. Clause sat on the couch and the woman stood before her.
"Santa," the woman starts "I think I've been a bad girl this year." and she takes her bra off dropping it to the floor. Her breasts were big and her nipples were dark pink and erect, Mrs. Clause bit her lip with anticipation.
The woman then sat down beside her on the couch, Mrs Clause grabbed the woman's breast squeezing it hard then licking her nipple. Mrs Clause got the woman to lie down on the couch and she took off her panties.
She started rubbing her pussy and biting at her nipples, "Oh Santa!" the woman moans. Mrs. Clause slips a finger in the woman's wet pussy; she could feel the woman tighten around fingers.
Mrs. Clause slowly draws her fingers from the woman's cunt and then shoves them in the woman's mouth making suck and lick her own cum off of Mrs. Clause's fingers.
"Come on Santa give me the big present." the woman swoons.
Mrs. Clause stood back and slowly took off the Red Santa Suit, the woman gasped when she seen a young woman of her 20's tits that were so round and perfect. Milky white skin made her nipples stand out perfectly. Mrs. Clause stood there for a moment naked her pussy had the lightest blonde patch, her eyes also had a strange twinkle then Mrs. Clause quickly went over and started kissing the woman holding her down.
"Guess what sweetheart Santa is coming this year," she whispered into the woman's ear "I'm Mrs. Clause by the way, and you are?"
"M-Mandy." she said quietly
"No need to be scared Mandy, I won't hurt you," Mrs. Clause smiled "I just want to play too, seems everybody wants to fucks my husband." and she pushed two fingers back inside Mandy's still wet pussy. Mandy's hips withered underneath as she drew a deep breathe in at the unexpected pleasure.
"I've never been with a woman." Mandy confessed.
"That's ok," Mrs. Clause smiled licking her neck and trailing to Mandy's erect nipple. "I have to ask Mandy, does your husband know you fuck Santa?" pushing her thumb against Mandy's clit.
"Ahhhh shit no!"Mandy sighs out "He would be pissed."
Mrs. Clause grabs Mandy's hair holding her down looking in her eyes "Then why do it? How many of you fuck my husband Christmas eve?" Mrs. Clause hand her fingers deep in Mandy's cunt rubbing her g-spot, Mandy couldn't stop herself cumming she was oddly aroused being taken by a woman, well by Mrs. Clause so roughly and she wasn't fighting her off.
Mrs. Clause got up off of Mandy. "I think I'm going to wake up your husband and tell him what you've been doing."
"Please don't," Mandy begged "I'll do anything!" standing up quickly