Christmas At The Jones' By Madison Grayman

Christmas at the Jones’s

Alex Jones was a successful Realtor with loads to lose. He also had a lot to lose. His Achilles heel in life was women. His wife was an attorney and a success of her own. She started sensing something was going on. Showing houses later into the evening, working weekends, and just one to many missed dinners. As the holidays approached the wife hatched her little plan…….. first things first, get the proof. The private eye didn’t take long. Within a week she provided Mrs. Jones with a stack of photos, all of her husband with other women. The next few day’s packages started arriving at her office. She quickly wrapped each. The weeks passed, the Jones’s attend several of the most affluent parties. The Jones’s were extremely attractive, mid thirties, no children, so Christmas often was just the two of them around the tree. This year however would be different.

It was Christmas Eve. The fire was roaring in the great room of the couple’s mountain cabin. Beth had carefully left Alex a short detailed note “This year my love I wanted to make the holidays something we will always remember. Down by the tree you will find a small cluster of packages stacked. Open the top one first and then work your way down, saving the biggest for last, I will be down after my shower”

Alex, headed over by the tree, his curiosity peaked. He finds the stack and slowly unwraps the 1st. He grins finding in the first box, black silk stockings. His mind starts to race. The next box was panties, followed by a garter belt, and a bra. Alex quickly made it to the large box. Opening it he could see black satin. Lifting it with light fingers, his eyes widen, he smiles slyly. Looking over the assortment of items he lays the frilly maid uniform down, not even noticing the boxes beneath the uniform at the bottom of the large box. He turns to add wood to the fire as he thinks of his wife in her little costume. At that moment he looks up. It’s Beth, standing in front of Him. She is wearing a sheer white blouse; he can see her white demi cup bra beneath and dark grey pencil skirt. Her heels make her just slightly taller than him. Pressing her finger with its dark red nail into his chest, she pushes him back to ground. He looks up in shock from the floor at his wife, just as she says “my dear husband you missed a few packages.

Alex, had not really paid attention to any of the sizes of the items in the boxes, but he did find a small square box and then an envelope at the bottom of the large box. His wife tapping her toe “I’m waiting, don’t you want to see the rest?”

Alex opens the small box first, a pink CB 6000 chastity cage with small pad lock. He notices there is no key for the padlock. He turns and starts to say “Your kidding……” *SMACK* she slaps him so hard he almost falls over. “Not a word….open the envelope” she says in a tone of total firmness. He complies. He can’t believe the burning in his cheek from her slap. He slides the contents out, photographs of Alex with his lovers and receipts for the hotels and gifts. The private eye had been thorough. His heart pounding and unable to speak.

This Year the Jones’s got a new maid. World meet Alexis.