Postponed at the North Pole - Sex Stories

Postponed at the North Pole

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At the North Pole in November, a new postal carrier put eight large sacks of letters in Santa's mailbox. She had no idea how they all fit, or how they were easy for her to lift. Magical things just seemed to happen in early winter near Santa's Workshop. She bumped the top of the mailbox with the last bag. The impact dislodged an old letter that had been stuck a long, long time.

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At 78-year-old Chester's house on Christmas Eve, everything was quiet. That was good, because Chester was irritable and cranky, and liked it quiet. He lived alone and had no family. He had gotten himself a puppy when he retired, but his dog Buddy had passed away from old age the previous month. Before bed, Chester had a few shots of schnapps remembering his furry companion. He dearly missed the lazy, but devoted old mutt. Chester was cranky and irritable because he had no one.

When he walked to the bathroom on Christmas morning, he nearly tripped over the large red and green gift on the floor. He saw a nicely decorated Christmas tree to his right, with tinsel, blinking lights, and dozens of colorful ornaments on it. He hadn't had a Christmas tree since the one he helped his father cut when he was in high school. On the coffee table to his left, in front of his favorite chair, he saw a candy cane on top of a handwritten note. After finishing up in the bathroom, he had a seat and read it.

"Dear Chester, I'm glad you believed enough to write, even at the age of 18. I'm sorry that it ...

... took your letter 60 years to reach me. You've been a good boy, and very patient, so you get a gift that will make you very happy.

Merry Christmas!

Santa Claus"

Chester wondered who cared enough to break into his house, to play this prank on him. He wondered where the TV cameras were. He looked around but discovered no cameras. The doors were shut and locked. The snow and ice on the windowsills showed nobody had used them as entry points.

He touched the large, nearly cube-shaped gift and could feel it was a cardboard box wrapped in colored paper. A thin silver ribbon was wrapped around it, and there was an ornate bow on top. He pushed a corner a little, and could tell its weight was substantial. He didn't want to risk lifting it with his bad back. He got a pair of scissors and cut the ribbon, then removed the lid slowly.

Inside the box a young lady snored quietly, as she slept curled nearly in a ball. He'd never had any children and didn't like them. Kids were loud, stinky, and broke things. He wondered why she wore all-green clothing, including her pointed hat.

He looked again and saw the tops of her ears came to points, like a cat's. She wasn't a TEENAGER, she was an ELF!

She moved a bit and looked up at him with her eyes less than half open. She yawned and mumbled, "Coffee, we need ... some coffee." She jingled the bell atop her hat with a finger, and two steaming cups of coffee appeared on the table! She sipped hers and said, "Go ahead. You look like you ...