Chimney

With only minutes left to midnight, I entered the living room, threw my robe off, and stopped before the fireplace allowing it to keep me warm. At any moment Santa would clamber out from the chimney. A few more clock ticks passed before my back chilled as the door behind me creaked open. I spun around and there in the entrance stood Santa, snow flakes melting to the floor. Shocked he had not come down the chimney, it took me a moment to recover my composure. "Did you bring me a gift, Santa?"

He rolled the bag off his shoulder to the floor and reached inside to pull out a present. Before he straightened up, a look fell on the milk and sweets left out for him. With a wide grin, his eyes twinkled. Pulling my panties off, my gaze locked onto him. "I have a gift for you, Santa."