Wednesday 18 December 2013

The Elf n' Mrs. Claus - A Love Story

Ever wonder what happens after good ol' St. Nick kisses his missus and heads out for a trip around the world?

Personally, I think it kinda sucks that Mrs. C gets left alone on the one night of the year everyone else in the world gets to spend with family.  She's a damn good woman in my book, being so understanding after all these years!  But what if she found something or someone to fill the emptiness?  What if she let her hair down and threw caution to the wind...

I took some creative license and have a little story for you to ponder...and please note, this is not to offend anyone.

The last box was place in the sleigh as the first snowflake of the night fell.  It was time.  The journey would last almost 24 hours and it was a welcome break from the busy year behind them and the one that lay ahead of them.  But these 24 hours were difficult for her.  Christmas Eve was the culmination of all their hard work throughout the year.  She could do anything she wanted, anything she desired, but all she wanted was to fill the void that was left in his absence.  All she wanted was to spend a joyous night with him to celebrate what they had accomplished during the year.  When that sleigh floated back, the whole process would begin all over again.

She sent him off with a kiss and a wave.  He winked with a smile and a hearty, HO HO HO. Little did he know. 

In a flash, he was gone. She pulled off her cap, undid her hair that was so tightly wound up and let it flow down her back. Time was ticking and she didn't want to waste a single moment.  She knew where he'd be waiting for her. Same place as last year. The same place as always.  

The room was dark but she could make out the faint outline of his elfin cap and shoes. His name was Elliot and they had been lovers since the beginning of time. That first year was difficult, newly married to a man that the rest of the world relied on. She understood the magnitude of the importance of his job but she had needs too. Not able to contain her sorrow, her heartfelt tears flowed endlessly. That is, until Elliot sat with her.  

He listened to her, really listened.  There was no list he had to keep checking or toy truck that needed approving.  His attention was hers and it filled her up.  They spoke for hours that first night, sharing stories no one else knew, laughing at the antics of the other inhabitants of the North Pole and crying about the life they marvelled at and were burdened with at the same time. But for that, they had each other, and after spending almost the entire night talking, they realized that. Looking into each other's eyes, the loneliness that filled them before slowly dissipated and they gently kissed. It was sweet and innocent and natural. One kiss that led to a wonderful night of togetherness. One night that they had been re-living every year. 

Tonight was no different. It had been a year since they felt each other's companionship, a year that they had to think, to dream, to fantasize about being with each other again. Rushing over to him, she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. They knew that this would never amount to anything more than exactly what it was.  Mrs. C., despite her sadness, loved her husband.  Elliot gave her the one thing that Santa couldn't on this eve. He filled a void that she felt so profoundly. 

Elliot was a tender lover. Looking deep into her blue eyes, he saw and felt her loneliness. Through the year, Santa and the Mrs. were a formidable team. They worked side by side to ensure that every boy and girl around the world would have a merry Christmas. Where Santa got frustrated, she showed patience. When a new name appeared on that naughty list and Santa huffed, she told him to have faith. She truly was the woman behind the man, keeping him balanced and happy. It pained Elliot to see her that first Christmas Eve all alone, crying. He admired her strength so much and to see her like this was absolutely heart wrenching.

Their kisses were hopeful and warm, ones that filled the emptiness. They helped Mrs. C. forget about the solitude of where they lived and her loneliness tonight. Elliot always took care to never cross that line and fall in love. As he helped her out of her velvet, red gown, the stars twinkled above. Santa was making his way across the world, bringing joy to mankind and Elliot was here, bringing joy to her.

He lightly kissed her neck and the heat from his breath made her gasp. She loved the dampness it left on her skin. The cold, arctic air on that damp skin only intensified this electric feeling. Elliot undressed her with such gentleness, as though unwrapping a porcelain figurine. He took his time with this, ensuring that every gesture left her feeling appreciated and desired.  It was about her, all about her. It always left him breathless when that last piece of clothing came off. Her inner beauty shone through her with such intensity that when fully exposed, naked to the world, one could only stare in awe. She was magnificent.

Elliot continued to kiss her naked skin, finally finding her lips. Their naked bodies pressed up against one another, the rhythm of their hearts beating completely in sync.  Theirs was a perfectly choreographed dance that they had practiced for years.  Elliot could feel her breath become quicker and her body slowly tighten.  In a quiet, tearful gasp, Mrs. C cried out, "Nick!"

It was always Nick, where her heart belonged.  In her mind, Elliot was Nick and Elliot knew this.  He had always known. The 24 hours was nearly up.  Nick would be home shortly from his voyage around the world and everything would be back to normal.  But for one moment, Elliot could hold her and make the emptiness vanish.  Holding her in his arms, he kissed the top of her head and slid out from beside her.

She would never cross that line but he had crossed it long ago. 

~The End~

Merry Christmas everyone and see you in the New Year!!


  1. I love it! I'm so glad you did this as planned. I think it's sweet, creative, and FUN. You did a great job. And seriously, poor Mrs. C! She deserved a little nookie. it wrong that I sort of want to f#ck an elf now??? LOL.

    1. LOL! Beth, you naughty, naughty girl! I always knew you had an adventurous side! Elf, body builder, movie star...if they treat you right, then who cares??
      I did go with my original plot line HOWEVER, I do have another mulling around in my mind!

  2. I am a naughty girl. No doubt. :)

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  3. IT BE GONE! YAY! Well done. SO much easier to comment on your blog now!