The feel of her heated, wet mouth around me felt incredible. Her tongue swirled over my head, sending a shiver through me.

My hands went into her soft, silky hair. As I pulled her closer, she took more of my shaft until I could feel it hitting the back of her throat. I watched for any signs that she was struggling, but from the way she enthusiastically continued sucking and bobbing, I knew she was fine.

Her delicate fingers reached up and began to massage my balls; the sensation almost made my eyes roll to the back of my head. And the way she twisted her tongue around my length felt amazing. I allowed her to pull her head back just enough for her to only have the head in her mouth. She sucked extra hard next, causing me to release some pre-cum.

Again, she took my entire length into her mouth, sucking as if her life depended on it. My legs started to tingle slightly at the wonderful feeling as my grip in her hair tightened so she wouldn’t be able to really move.

I was getting close to my peak.

“Honey,” I gasped as she rolled one of my balls at the same time as she skimmed her teeth up my length.

Her shining hazel eyes gazed up at me.

“I’m almost ready to come. If you don’t want to swallow, back away now.”

Despite having a mouthful of my dick, she smiled and winked at me. A moment later, she had my cock at the back at her throat again as she sucked.

I tightened my grip around her hair, pulling slightly.

I could feel my balls pull up toward my body and a moment later, I roared out my release as she swallowed every drop.

When I finished, she gave my flaccid cock a kiss, before tucking it back into my briefs and pajamas. I pulled her up onto my lap, our chests flush together, and smashed my lips to hers.

When I pulled away, she said, “Thank you for letting me pleasure you, Sir.”

“The pleasure was all mine, believe me,” I chuckled, hugging her extra tight.

We lounged on the couch for a while, content to be in one another’s arms until she finally lifted her head and suggested, “Sir, I think we should start getting ready. We’re meeting our families at church at one o’clock and it’s already eleven-thirty.”

I really didn’t want to move, not after the way she’d made me feel, but I knew that my wife was right. We had to get going.

“All right.” I released her from my hold and she stood up. Following after her, I said, “I expect you to keep your elf costume on underneath your church clothes. When we get home this evening, I think Santa will want to give his little elf helper a very thorough exam.”

She blushed as my eyes trailed over her body suggestively.

“Yes, Sir.”

Staring at my beautiful wife, a thought hit me. After the incredible pleasure that she had just given me, I wanted to return the favor. Though, I wasn’t sure if she would view what I was about to do as returning the favor. Later she would.

“In fact, I have one more accessory for you to wear during church.”

Her eyebrows scrunched up. She had no idea what I had planned for her and her delectable bottom.

We headed upstairs to our bedroom together. When we got there, I stopped in front of the bed, with Chloe next to me.

“Remove your panties, get on the bed on your hands and knees, and make sure to present that ass.”

“Yes, Sir,” she said, obeying my instructions right away. This was going to be fun.

I headed into our closet where I kept my toy bag. Shuffling through it, I found exactly what I needed.

When I came back into the room, my darling wife was in the exact position that I told her to be in. Seeing her like that, all I wanted to do was give her a thorough lashing with the cane and then fuck her until she screamed out in ecstasy.

At that mental picture, my cock got rock hard. It didn’t matter that I had just come. Being around her always made me aroused.

However, my plans would have to wait until later. It would be a bit hard to explain to my grandmother why my wife and I were late to Christmas mass if I gave in to my wishes.

“You look so beautiful like this, baby,” I complimented her as I ran my hand over her smooth bottom.