Christmas Angel - Sex Stories

Christmas Angel

... on the floor holding the same stuffed toy that the man had given her back at the claw machine. The parents could be heard arguing in the bedroom their voices louder than you'd hear in a pleasent conversation. Covering her ears with a couch pillow the little girl hugged the stuffed animal tigher to her small chest. "Why can't mommy and daddy be as kind as the man who gave me this?" Kissing the toy again her tear stained eyes looked into the bead eyes of the toy, "I wish mommy and daddy would stop fighting and just love each other again." From the bedroom there was sudden quiet, then the two were apologising to each other, when they walked out they scooped the little girl up and covered her face with kisses, "We're sorry honey," they both stated, "let's say we go out and look for a few presents?" With a huge smile she shook her head vigourously. We left there and continued walking down the street, "Wait a minute!" the man stopped to say, "why didn't they see us?" "Well," I started, "you see we weren't really there not in a physical sence." "WHAT!?" he shouted. "then I'm dead?" "Oh no, not dead though you might say that for now your body is out of order and your mind, like a computer program, is somewhere else," I had to chuckle I was used to this, having done it a few times. "So...... what? I'm a ghost? A spirit?' He asked a little befuddled "Uummmm in a sence yes but remember your body is still alive," I answered. With that we were whisked away to another town, where his ...

... oldest son was rereading a text the man had sent earlier, his son's face held love for the man who wasn't his biological father but was the only real dad he'd ever known. The man read over his son's shoulder 'Dad I know what mom has been doing to you, I know that you still love her but as bad as she was to you I was surprised you hadn't left her sooner. I know it sucks to be alone but remember you've always been there for me and I love you for that'. The man's eyes filled with tears he'd always tried to be a good dad it hadn't been easy, hell at times impossible but he'd never given up on his children, though he had been sure they'd given up on him a long time ago. Suddenly the man and I were whisked away to another home, the shock and anger was all I needed to see that we were in the place I had aimed for. His daughter was holding her son, "Sooner or later we'll find your grandpa so he can see how big you've gotten!" the baby turned his head and looked straight at the man smiling the baby reached as well as it could towards him cooing. "Can he see me?" the man asked me. "Why yes he can," I answered. "But you said th...," he stumbled over his words. "That they can't see us yes, but the baby is a pure soul they can always see what adults call spirits or nonsense things of childhood, oh so many have forgotten unlike you," I said the shock apparent on his face, "yes I know, you have the sight or as we call it belief in what is there but most refuse to see." "I've had it for a long ...