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  “Why not?”

  “Because my body isn’t the same as it was two years ago.”

  “You’re right, it isn’t. You are far sexier now.” He grabbed hold of my hips and held me against his rock hard cock. “You’re curvier because you kept our son safe for nine months. I fucking love your body and can’t wait to devour it tomorrow night.” I licked my lips as I rubbed my tummy against his manhood. I loved the groan that came from the back of his throat.

  “You’d better get rid of that before we get home. Your sister doesn’t want to be seeing that.”

  “Talking about my sister? Job done, it’s shrivelled up and died.”

  “I’ll see you outside, Comet.” I stretched up and gave him a kiss before walking past him to retrieve my belongings from my locker.

  Angel

  December 6th

  * * *

  We were doing a group chair dance to ‘Earned it’ by The weekend. It was a slow and sexy song and I was having so much fun performing it. I thought I’d be body conscious but I wasn’t at all. I was glad that we weren’t stripping. I wanted to save that all for my man. We were in red and white striped socks, red corsets and our usual red Santa hat and mask.

  Comet was front and centre of the stage, he was leaning forwards with his elbows resting on his knees and his eyes didn’t stray from me once.

  The song was coming to the end and we were ending our routine with Santa scarves, they were tied around each wrist and we moved the scarves over our bodies. We ran them over the front of our bodies as we rounded the chairs. We each straddled the chair so our backs were to the crowd, we flicked our hair around in a circle. Then we raised our arms in the air and over our backs so we could hold onto the chair and slowly dipped our heads back. It gave off the impression that we were tied to the chair. Once the music faded out, we climbed to our feet and I shot off the stage towards Comet.

  “Can you bring that with you?” he asked as it was still wrapped around my wrists.

  “Yes.” I said breathlessly.

  He scooped me up in his arms and headed down the hall. Every door we came to had an occupied sign, except for the very last one.

  “This one it is then.” He flipped the sign to occupied and carried me in. We were in the snowflake room.

  “Why is it so cold in here?” I asked as I wrapped my arms around myself.

  “It’s the snowflake room, babe.” The walls were painted in an ice blue colour and had white snowflakes covering them. “Don’t worry, I can warm you up.” He winked at me. He unwound the material from my wrists and picked me up and threw me onto the bed.

  “Holy shit.” I screamed as the bed moved. “It’s a waterbed and it’s filled with cold water.”

  “Now we know why this room was vacant,” he laughed. “Do you wanna go home?”

  “No, just hurry up and warm me up. Maybe we can fuck against the wall?”

  “As you wish, Angel.” He grabbed my ankle and dragged me to the edge of the bed. His hands roamed up my legs and he tore my panties in half. “I need access, baby.”

  “And you couldn’t have removed them?”

  “No, I want to feel your fuck me heels digging into my arse as I pound inside you.”

  “Yes. I want you inside of me, now!” I yanked my corset down to expose my breasts.

  He reached for my hips and pulled me towards him, I wrapped my arms around his neck and hooked my feet into his trousers, pushing them to the floor.

  “Someone’s keen.”

  “Yeah, you worked me up good and proper last night. It’s a surprise I didn’t jump you in the shower this morning.”

  “Now that would have been a lovely surprise.”

  He pushed me into the wall and I screamed.

  “The fucking wall is cold too. What the hell have they done to this room?” My rant was cut short when Comet pulled my nipple into his mouth and bit down onto it gently. I placed my hand onto the wall behind me to steady myself and then I reached in between us and grabbed his cock.

  “Fuck! That’s cold!” he groaned. He pushed my legs off of him and placed me on my feet and spun me around. “Hands on the wall.” I did as I was told as he yanked my tights and panties down. In one swift movement he was filling me and pushing me into the cold wall. My nipples tightened more as they moved over the cold wall. It felt good. Comet placed his right hand on the wall by my head and kept a firm grip of my hip with his other hand. He pushed in and out of me relentlessly and I loved every moment. I was getting close to releasing. When he removed his hand from the wall and pressed his cold fingers to my clit, the release shot from my body and I tightened around him. He pushed in once more before he called out my name - Ruby.

  “Um, I’m Angel. I don’t know who the hell Ruby is.” I laughed.

  “She’s my wife. She doesn’t know I’m here fucking a hot stripper against a cold wall.” He chuckled as he pulled out of me. I felt our combined release dripping from my body.

  “Shit, Marcus. You didn’t use a condom.” I snapped as I ran into the bathroom.

  “What’s the big deal, we haven’t used condoms for a while now.” He leant against the bathroom door as I peed.

  “I told you last week that I came off my pill. It was making my periods really irregular.”

  “Shit, babe. I don’t remember you telling me that.”

  “You could have just knocked me up.” I told him seriously as I washed my hands.

  “I’ve done it before.” He shrugged his shoulders. “Would it really be a terrible thing? Having another baby?”

  “Oliver isn’t even two years old yet. Plus we’re just starting to get us back, without the added stress of pregnancy and another baby.”

  “I don’t want you taking the morning after pill.” he said as he walked in closer and wrapped his arms around me from behind. We stared at each other in the mirror. “Let fate decide if it’s the right time for us.”

  “Ok.” I whispered. “But condoms from now on.”

  “We’ll see.” He slapped me on the behind. “Let’s get the fuck out of here.”

  Angel

  December 7th

  * * *

  We decided to skip the dancing tonight and headed straight for a Santa room. I wasn’t going to even entertain the idea of going back into the snowflake room.

  “I reserved us a room tonight.” Comet whispered into my ear from behind me as we stopped outside of a room.

  “I didn’t know you could reserve rooms.”

  “You can do anything with a little bit of money.” He pushed the door open to reveal the north star room.

  “Oh, Mar… Comet, this room is beautiful.” The room was filled with stars. There were stringed lights the shape of stars draped over the headboard. There were glow in the dark stars covering the walls.

  “Come and see the best bit.” He yanked on my hand and positioned us both in the middle of the bed. He flicked a switch on the wall and a panel on the ceiling started moving. It revealed a window in the roof and stars twinkled above us.

  “This is nice.” I sighed in happiness as I snuggled in closer to his side.

  “This is my favourite room.” He stated. I gasped and pushed myself to my elbow so I was looking down at him.

  “What about the reindeer room? The room that our son was conceived in?”

  “I love that room too, baby. But this is the room that we re-connect in. Where we will tell each other our hopes and dreams for the future. Where we will find our intimacy.”

  “I really do love you.” I smiled before kissing him on the lips before settling back into his side. “Tell me what you see for your future.”

  “What I see for our future is a happy home, kids running around, stolen kisses hidden away from them. Nights when it’s just the two of us. Sometimes out having a meal and then dancing. Some nights cuddled up on the sofa watching some chick flick that you picked out. Maybe a dog or a cat or maybe both. I see happy memories of us growing old together and watching our kids gro
w up and find love of their very own.”

  “I love the sound of all of that. How many kids do you see?”

  “At least three, maybe four, maybe five.” He chuckled.

  “Comet, I’m already thirty two. I don’t have the time to carry four more children.”

  “We best get started then.” He winked at me before climbing on top of me. He started off kissing me slowly, before trailing kisses down my neck and over my body as he popped open button after button.

  “Condom.” I reminded him. He shook his head.

  “We’re getting started on our big family.” I was about to argue when his lips found my clit. I sunk down deep into the bed and got lost in the sensations.

  Ruby

  December 8th

  * * *

  “Oh Eve, you look gorgeous.” I smiled at her as she stood in front of me in her white wedding dress.

  “Do you like it?”

  “It’s beautiful, honey.” Eve’s mum added as she rocked Isobelle in her arms. I glanced over to Oliver to see that he was still asleep in his pushchair. The little guy didn’t have a great night sleep, he was coughing every so often. I think he was definitely coming down with a cold. I just hoped it would come now and pass before Christmas came.

  “Connor is going to go crazy when he sees you.”

  “I hope so. I want to be perfect for him.” She smoothed her hands down her dress and angled her body in the mirror to look at the back over her shoulder.

  “You are perfect for him.”

  “So, Eve. Does it feel ok? Need adjusting anywhere?” The woman who owned the dress shop started asking her. I stepped away when my phone started ringing.

  “Hello?”

  “Hey, babe.” Marcus said. “It’s going to be a late one for me tonight. Joel has a family emergency. He’s just left, so I gotta take on his PT sessions.”

  “Is there no one else that can help?” I was looking forward to our night at Santa Land, I had been practising the routine us girls would be doing.

  “No, sorry babe. Please don’t be angry.”

  “It’s fine. I’ll see you tonight.” I hung up the phone and sighed as I sat on the red velvet sofa.

  “You ok?” Eve asked as she sat next to me. She was now back in her skinny jeans and fluffy jumper with Christmas trees covering it.

  “Yeah, Marcus has to work late.” I shrugged my shoulders as I rotated my phone in my hands over and over.

  “Why don’t you and Oliver come over and have tea with us tonight.” Just as she said that Oliver woke up and started coughing. I rushed over to him, sat him forwards in his pushchair and rubbed his back.

  “He’s getting a cold. I better get him home, I don’t want him to make Isobelle ill.”

  “I’m sure she will be fine.”

  “I don’t want to risk it. I’m gonna stay home in the warm for a couple of days. I’ll see you on the tenth for your hen night. Are we starting at your place?” She nodded her head as she handed me a dress bag.

  “Here’s your maid of honour dress. The blue looks gorgeous on you.”

  “Thanks. I’ll see you in a couple of days.” We hugged goodbye. I draped the dress over the top of Oliver’s pushchair and we braved the cold, dry weather and hurried home.

  “Babe?” Marcus called out as he walked in through the front door.

  “Yeah?” I stretched as I sat up straight on the sofa. I glanced at the clock to see that it was already ten in the evening.

  “Sorry I’m so late. I need to talk to the manager and see about hiring another PT.” He kissed me quickly before slumping down on the sofa beside me.

  “Do you want something to eat?” I asked as I pushed his blond hair out of his eyes.

  “Na, I had a protein shake an hour ago. How’s Oliver?”

  “I think he’s got a cold coming. Mr. Grant said I can work from home tomorrow, so he won’t need to go to the childminders.”

  “That’s good. Shall we go to bed?”

  “Yeah, you go jump in the shower and I’ll turn everything off down here.” I climbed to my feet and headed towards the Christmas tree. I bent down and searched for the plug switch.

  “Are you trying to tease me?” He whispered as he grabbed hold of my hips and pushed his semi erect cock against me.

  “No, I’m just turning off the tree lights.” I couldn’t be classed as sexy. I had my hair tied up in a messy bun on top of my head and I was wearing old worn out jogging bottoms and an oversized hoodie. One of Marcus’s gym hoodies.

  “You’re sexy as fuck.” He growled as he spun me around and landed his lips onto mine. He kept backing me up until I was laying down on the sofa with him between my legs. He squeezed my breasts through the thick hoodie and I arched my body into his. He yanked my jogging bottoms and underwear away from my body and pushed two fingers inside me.

  “You’re wet for me.” He grinned as he fiddled with his shorts, loosening them enough to free his cock. I wanted to stroke it and feel how hard he was, but he wasted no time and slammed into me. I cried out from the surprise. He bucked his hips several times before he stilled as he shot inside of me.

  “Shit, I’m beat.” He complained as he pulled out of me. I quickly pulled my underwear on, I didn’t want to get any bodily fluids on the sofa. “Shower and bed.” He kissed me quickly before standing up and heading upstairs.

  That was the first time that Marcus had been completely selfish with sex. He didn’t warm my body up, he wasn’t concerned if I got off. He used my body for his needs. I couldn’t stop myself from bursting into tears.

  I curled up into a ball on the sofa and cried. The only thing that stopped me was when I heard Oliver coughing and then crying. I wiped my tears with the sleeve of my hoodie as I ran up the stairs to him. I pulled him out of his cot and tried to soothe him. He was still coughing. I looked at the clock to see that it was ten thirty. He could have some more medicine now. I opened up our bedroom door to tell Marcus that I’d be to bed soon. He wasn’t concerned, he was already in bed, fast asleep.

  Angel

  December 9th

  * * *

  I was at Santa Land, alone. Comet had called to tell me again that he would be working late. I was frustrated. I felt like we had reverted back to how it was before. Him working late and me always waiting around for him.

  I decided to come to Santa Land and just enjoy watching the guys dance. I had no intention of going to a room with anyone. I wasn’t a cheater. I was completely in love with Comet and didn’t want anyone else.

  The music started and the lights dimmed, the curtain was pulled back and five guys all dressed in Santa suits, beards and hats stalked forwards on the stage. All the women around me went crazy, screaming and shouting. I just sat back in my seat and enjoyed the show.

  When it came time to pick the women from the audience I felt nervous. What if someone chose me? Would I go up there?

  “Angel?” I looked up to see a gorgeous guy standing in front of me with his hand held open for me. How did he know who I was? I shook my head at him. “Come on, it’ll be just like old times.”

  “Dasher?” I questioned. He smiled and nodded his head. “I can’t. I have a boyfriend.”

  “Well, I don’t see him. Come on, just one dance.”

  “Fine. But no touching me, no kissing me, understand?”

  “Of course.” I placed my hand in his and followed him up to the stage. I was feeling incredibly guilty, like I was cheating on Comet. Why did I decide to come here tonight?

  Marcus

  “Hey, babe.” I called out as I walked in through the front door.

  “She’s not here.” Someone called back.

  “Lynette?” I questioned as I rounded the door to see Ruby’s mum sitting on the sofa with Oliver cradled in her arms.

  “Hi, Marcus. I thought you were working late?”

  “I was meant to be, but I managed to rearrange some appointments. Where’s Ruby?”

  “I convinced her to go out and have so
me fun.” She shrugged her shoulders like it wasn’t a big deal.

  “Where did she go?”

  “To a club.” Shit, she went to Santa Land. I spun on my heel and shot up the stairs. I grabbed my Santa suit from the wardrobe and threw it on. I grabbed my hat and beard before running back down the stairs.

  “You ok with Oliver for a little while longer?” I called from the bottom of the stairs as I shoved my shoes on.

  “Yes. Go and find my daughter and make her happy, Marcus.”

  “I intend to.” I whispered to myself before I shot out of the door and down the steps to my car.

  * * *

  Comet

  I hurried in through the entrance of Santa Land after checking my car keys and wallet into a locker. My gaze shot around all the tables for Angel and I couldn’t see her. Maybe this wasn’t where she came.

  “Looking for Angel?” A woman from behind the bar asked.

  “Yeah.” Who the hell was she? I didn’t know her. She nodded her head towards the stage and my gaze shot to Angel. She was sitting in a chair on the stage as a guy danced around her. Her hands were gripping the side of the chair and as he danced he made sure not to touch her.

  “Looks like she’s found another Santa for the night. Maybe you can entertain me instead?” She stroked her hand up and down my arm and I shook her off of me. When the song ended I backed up into the dark corner and watched her. Would she go to the Santa room with him? My stomach dropped and I felt sick. A fierce beating of my heart overtook my whole body and I just knew that if she walked down that corridor with another man, then my heart would break into a million tiny pieces.

  He helped her up off the chair and leaned into her. She pushed him back with her hand and shook her head. His head fell forward as if he was going to kiss her and she jumped back out of the way. She ran down the steps and towards the door that I was hiding beside. Just before she went through the door I gripped onto her hand. She screamed and told me to let her go.