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 I hope you enjoy this Christmas tale.

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   It was Christmas Eve, the snow gently cascaded down blanketing the home
Jamie shared with his loving wife Shelly.  Jamie sat in the den a cup of
cocoa at his side looking at his computer.  His home was alive with the
sounds and smells of the holiday season, but it was anxiety, not the
Christmas spirit that filled his heart as his trembling fingers worked
across the keyboard.  Jamie's mind wandered to a dark place.  A land filled
with regret, and misery.  He tortured himself with its sadness.  Lacking
conscious thought he browsed the internet porn sites, searching for
release. With grim determination he typed a phrase into the search box,
clicking enter he waited for the computer to respond.  His objective was a
particular video he needed to see.  Jamie hoped this would be the last
time, wishing he could lock the monster away forever.  Finding the category
`College Dorm Sex', he entered two five letter words, left clicked the
mouse opening the window.

   Hundreds of videos in neat little packages each with a short description
sprang into view.  Conscientiously he scanned the images looking for that
specific film.  Not seeing it, he dragged the cursor onto the next icon. 
The pointer moved randomly highlighting a thumbnail that caught his eye. 
Scrolling back he clicked on the picture.  Sluggishly the machine worked to
load a streaming video from SlutLoad entitled, "Decorating in the Dorm". 
Jamie started fidgeting nervously.  Unhurriedly the status bar moved until
it finally read one hundred percent.  Jamie hesitated, wavering if he
wanted to view it, or simply close the window.  Finally with bleak resolve
he tapped play.  The screen came alive; watching attentively he was
hypnotized by the images on the twenty six inch monitor.  The scene
unfolded in front of his now misting eyes.

   Shelly was in the living room.  Curled on the loveseat, she leisurely
sipped her hot herbal tea, reading the latest issue of Healthy Mom`s
magazine.  Jamie her loving husband, surprised her with a subscription when
they found out she was pregnant with their first child.  Shelly's due date
was December 28th.  She gazed out the picture window watching the gentle
snowfall.  The peaceful scene unfolded memories that Shelly held dear.  She
closed her eyes, dreaming of her life with Jamie.  There was never a more
devoted husband.  Sighing, she patted her swollen abdomen.  Her baby kicked
in response to her loving touch.  Shelly softly laughed.  Setting down the
magazine, she felt the life within her move energetically.  Their child
seemed full with the spirit of Christmas.

   She slowly got up and began the short waddle to the den.  Shelly wanted
Jamie to feel how active their creation was tonight.  As she approached the
open door she heard moans coming from the room.  Peeking in, she stopped
dead in her tracks.  Shelly stared in uncertainty; her husband was watching
a porn video.  Silently she moved closer; getting ready to say something
smart, when the images suddenly became very clear.  Disbelief gripped
Shelly.  Stunned by what she saw her cheeks became wet with tears of
sadness.

   Jamie was oblivious to the movement behind his back.  His focus was
strictly on the monitor in front of him.  A few moments earlier, he watched
in dread as two very drunk girls wearing thongs and nothing else were
carried into a small room.  The girls held up by a masked man on each arm
staggered to the room's center.  Soon they were joined by six other
disguised males naked below the waist, dicks hanging down.  Beneath the
masks they smiled in anticipation of what was about to happen.  The ten
began to circle the confused dazed girls.  Jamie stared at the helpless
young women.  The first one was a chubby tall girl with long black hair,
c-cup sized boobs, small nipples, and a tattoo gracing her backside.  The
second girl was petite with shoulder length blonde tresses.  Her breasts
were grapefruit sized with big pink puffy nipples.  He almost cried out as
she was forced onto her knees.  Her head held down, she gazed
unresponsively at the floor.  He thought he could see humiliation in her
glassy eyes.

   The scene reminded him of a movie he saw a long time ago.  A young girl
being led up a scaffold hands tied behind her back.  The angry rabble
yelled obscenities spitting on the unfortunate victim who shirked away in
terror.  The man in the black mask unceremoniously ripped her blouse off.
Her breasts uncovered to the leering mob.  With tears streaming down,
resigned to her fate she knelt down.  Moments later the executioners axe
fell with a thud.  Shuddering Jamie refocused his attention to the poor
helpless girl on the screen.  She was now all he saw.  A small drop fell
from his eye.  At the same moment he watched a single bead fall from hers.

   Slowly the predators moved towards their prey.  Seemingly on command the
girls looked up reaching for the nearest cock pulling the shaft into their
waiting mouths.  The pricks were of different shape, size, and color.  The
girls were not aware of their uniqueness; they were only intent on
vigorously fondling each one.  Effortlessly they switched from cock to
cock, sucking and masturbating until all were brought to full arousal.  The
scum laughed while waiting their turn inside the warm mouths.  Fingers
freely traveled the young women's bodies finding breasts, nipples, and ass.
The girls moaning as their breasts were roughly squeezed, nipples twisted
to erection, and ass cheeks spanked rosy red.  Hands and mouths labored
actively bringing each mans cock closer to release.

   Jamie watched mesmerized, realizing the finale was near.  The girls were
positioned back to back.  The ten approached their kneeling quarry.  Each
began jacking off, their cocks aimed at open mouths.  One by one the cocks
spurted onto the girls, covering their hair, face, and mouths with hot
sticky spunk.  Jamie watched as the blonde began choking from the massive
amount of cum.  His tears flowed freely as the white fluid began oozing out
of her mouth, down her quivering chin.  Slowly it trickled onto her small
breasts, eventually dripping off her big nipples to the floor below in long
rivulets.  Jamie wiping his eyes observed his loving wife covered with the
cum of ten men slowly sink into oblivion.  The video mercifully ended, but
not soon enough for this shattered man.

   Jamie shook his head, dabbing his eyes.  He thought about what to do. 
Making the necessary decision he prepared to close the window.  Before his
finger hit the button, he heard a loud gasp.  Turning he saw his beloved
wife Shelly, her face a death mask of despair.  Quickly he shut the window.
At that moment her eyes met his.  She stared into his red watery orbs; the
hands on her belly jumped as their child moved beneath her skin.  Before he
could say anything, Shelly shaking noticeably turned around.  Jamie froze
staring at her.  His loving wife fled the den sobbing profusely.

   Six years ago.

   Jamie Beabeau was flying to Green Bay, Wisconsin.  He just graduated
from the University of Texas, Austin with a degree in electrical
engineering; he was going to intern at the Timberland Power Generation
Company, just outside of Green Bay.  His decision to go to Wisconsin
instead of Portland, Maine his birth home was a difficult one.  But, he
felt the right choice.  Timberland was a progressive company working with
alternative energy sources.  He hoped after a short internship he would be
employed full time.  He had already rented a small flat near the office,
and was looking forward to his new career.

   Timberland seeing the potential Jamie had, hired him within six months.
Seven months later he bought a house in Bellevue.  Once he settled into his
new home, Jamie began the carefree life of a bachelor.  He visited his
family in Portland at least twice a year, enjoying lobster every night
during his stay.  This crustacean was his favorite.

   Jamie's dating life in Wisconsin was rather nondescript.  The local
milkmaids didn't appeal to him for some reason.  Soon, the winter snows
arrived, the city transforming into a winter wonderland.  The holiday
season was fast approaching, the colors of the season were everywhere.

   His company was holding their annual Christmas party at a restaurant
along the banks of the Fox River.  Ogan was a high class establishment that
prided itself with elk and venison steaks.  The New Zealand lamb was to die
for.  The party was going strong, and everyone enjoyed the festive time. 
Jamie being in a good mood his belly full from the best venison steak he
ever had, asked the waiter if he could personally compliment the chef.  The
waiter nodded yes, and went to the kitchen.  A few moments later Jamie felt
a light tap on his shoulder.  Turning around he saw a vision of loveliness.
Standing behind him was a beautiful petite woman; her blonde hair wrapped
in braids, a slim lithe body, and legs up to her neck.  Jamie's jaw hit the
ground.  He became a quivering wreck, so captivated by this lovely
Christmas angel.

   "It is my understanding that someone from this table wished to speak
with the chef." She said.

   Jamie hung on every syllable, then pulling himself together he said, "I
wanted to personally thank you for a wonderful meal, Chef..."

   "Michelle, Chef Michelle Webber," she replied.  "You are very welcome, I
am glad you are enjoying your time with us tonight, is there anything else
I can do for you or your party?"

   "Yes," Jamie said as Michelle looked at him quizzically.  "I do have a
question.  How come an establishment as fine as this doesn't serve
lobster?"

   Michelle responded, "Well sir, Mr.?" She held out her hand to greet this
handsome stranger.

   "I'm sorry, James Beabeau, Jamie to my friends," he said.  When he
grasped her hand he swore he felt a jolt.

   Unbeknownst to Jamie, Michelle felt the same thing.  Recovering she
quickly replied, "Hi Jamie, to answer your question we pride ourselves as a
steak restaurant first and foremost.  Lobster would be secondary in our
establishment.  We focus exclusively on what we are best at.  If I may be
so bold, have you ever thought to visit Maine?  I hear the lobster there is
delicious."

   Jamie laughed, and said, "Coincidentally, I grew up in Maine but because
of work, I live here in Wisconsin now.  Speaking of here; and forgive me
for being so forward, I would really like to get to know you better
providing you aren't married or serious with someone."

   Michelle thought about his pleasant request.  For some unknown reason
she took and instant liking to this man from Maine.  She grabbed a napkin
wrote something down, casually placed it in his suit coat pocket, and gave
it a gentle pat.  She smiled at him then with a wink she began walking back
to the kitchen.  Jamie mesmerized by her swaying rear, took the napkin out
and beamed happily.

   On the napkin was her phone number, and this brief message, "Call me
tomorrow, Shelly." Jamie did just that.  Christmas would never be the same
again.

   Jamie and Shelly fell in love almost immediately.  In her presence,
Jamie was whole.  When she left a large piece of him went with her.  Shelly
felt loved and protected when she was on his arm.  Their feelings grew
exponentially.  On the sixth date, their relationship progressed to the
ultimate demonstration of love.  At his home, they were kissing on the
couch.  Jamie had his hand in her blouse kneading the big nipples.  Her
puffy tips swelled with his loving caresses.  Jamie loved her breasts. 
Shelly was moaning with lust as he slowly squeezed each tit.

   She looked deeply into his eyes and said, "Jamie I love you, I want to
make love to you tonight.  But first I need to share with you some things
from my past.  I really need to tell you because it could change your mind
about me."

   Jamie carefully thought about what she said.  He replied, "Shelly, the
past is the past.  There is absolutely nothing that you could have done
that would cause me to ever leave your side.  I believe in the future, and
that future will always include you.  All I ask for is love and
faithfulness.  Cherish me as much as I cherish you.  From this day forward,
I vow to forsake all others.  My life will always be yours; our past
relationships are not relevant, only our future together." With that he
kissed her passionately.

   "Are you sure Jamie?"

   "Yes, Shelly one thousand percent sure, the past is the past." He
reiterated kissing her again.

   Slowly he took her blouse off, revealing a pale green bra covering her
twin mounds.  Then ever so gently he removed her pants.  A pale green panty
barely hid her womanhood from him.  Starting with her toes he slowly kissed
his way up her legs, pausing for the briefest moment to inhale her scent.
When he tongued her belly button, Shelly squirmed with delight.  Then
moving further up, he paused at her breasts kissing each covered nipple. 
His last destination was her neck as he licked behind her ear.  Shelly
gasped as her wetness grew.  Carefully Jamie lifted her up, unclasping the
bra he watched it fall to her lap.  He grasped her puffy nipples in each
hand rolling the bulging ends; both stood at attention.  It amazed him how
turned on he got just looking at her nipples.  Lifting her off the couch,
her head on his shoulder he carried her into his bedroom.

   His mouth returned to her puffies now fully erect, and hard.  He slowly
circled each protruding tip.  Shelly moaned in ecstasy.  Jamie began the
return journey kissing his way back to her navel.  Slowly he slid the
panties aside exposing her swollen wet, hot pussy.  He began licking her
luscious snatch.  Shelly turned her head whimpering as he tenderly took her
labia into his mouth lightly chewing on each fold.  She squirmed as his
tongue found her entrance exploring the inner depths of her soul.

   Unable to take any more; with the grace of a gazelle, Shelly slipped out
of her panties tossing them away.  She pushed Jamie down, and began
undressing her man.  Soon all he had on was his underwear, his cock
strained for release.  Shelly bent down and kissed around the elastic band,
letting her fingers wander onto his covered growing shaft.  Gently she
rubbed his hardness.  Grasping the band with her teeth she pulled the
offending material down, his cock now free sprang to full attention. 
Throwing his underwear aside, she seized his cock flicking the head with
her thumb eliciting a loud gasp from Jamie.  Looking up at him with hooded
eyes, she slowly brought her mouth down to his swollen manhood.  Opening
her mouth she enveloped his cock.  Briefly she lingered then she looked at
her lover.  Once their eyes locked Shelly began to move her head up and
down, swirling her tongue as she sucked on her soul mate.  Fingers gently
massaging his balls, Jamie's breaths became heavier.

   Abruptly Jamie took Shelly's hips and swung her on top of him.  Her
pussy now in his face he reached up and began caressing her gash with his
tongue.  Shelly doubled her efforts on his blood engorged shaft.  When she
moaned the vibrations were heavenly to Jamie's cock.  He continued to lick
her slit, moving up to her rosebud, and then back to her steamy cunt.  He
could smell her horniness.  His cock began to throb as paradise approached.

   Gently he set Shelly down; looking into her eyes he said, "Shelly is
this what you really want?"

   "More than anything I want you inside of me Jamie, I love you so much."
She throatily replied.

   He laid her down, opened her legs exposing her womanhood; he licked his
fingers to lubricate his cock.  Satisfied, he slowly teased the entrance to
her tunnel of love.  Shelly whimpered with delight.  Finally ever so
casually, he began to enter the beautiful inferno.  He began to stroke his
cock in an out gradually picking up tempo.  With the skill of a seasoned
pro he teased her without mercy.  After a few minutes he gently lay back
pulling her on top of him.  Shelly ground her hips onto him riding her
lover hard.  Feeling her orgasm build, she writhed in ecstasy.  Then it hit
her wave after wave of bliss, her pussy contracted squeezing Jamie's cock
as her climax sent him over the edge.  He spurted deeply into her, rope
after massive rope filling her with his seed.  Once the spasms subsided,
Jamie began kissing his beautiful woman.  He took her in his arms and lay
contentedly with her at his side for now and for always.  The happiest
couple in the world was spent, blissfully they fell into a deep sleep.

   Christmas was coming up fast, Jamie and Shelly looked forward to the
holiday; it was almost a year ago when they first met.  Their love had
grown exponentially, the sex was fantastic and seemed to always get better.
Shelly was amazed at the tricks Jamie knew.  She often wondered about his
past, but respected their agreement.  She looked forward to learning new
and wonderful things with the man she loved more than life itself.  His
company Christmas party was again held at Ogan.  This time Shelly was his
date, and not the executive chef.  After a sumptuous meal, dessert was
served.  Jamie smiling as he got up, looked into Shelly`s eyes. 
Effortlessly he went down on one knee.  Reaching into his pocket he pulled
out a small box.  Shelly caught her breath, a lump formed in her throat.

   "Shelly, with all my heart I love you.  With you I feel whole and
complete."

   He paused briefly then continued, "Michelle Webber my soul mate, will
you do me the honor of spending the rest of your life with me?"

   "Yes Jamie, one thousand percent yes, I will marry you!" She said
breathlessly.

   With that, he carefully placed the ring on her finger kissing his wife
to be.  The restaurant erupted with loud applause, congratulating the newly
engaged couple.

   Gently stroking her hair, Jamie said, "Merry Christmas Mrs.  Beabeau."

   Shelly cried with a joy words could not express.

   Jamie and Shelly were married one year later, the week before their most
special day of the year.  They spent their honeymoon, and Christmas in the
Bahamas enjoying the warm sun and white sand.  A stark contrast to the cold
clouds, and white snow back home in Bellevue.  Returning home, the time
flew quickly; Jamie was promoted to senior engineer, as Shelly enjoyed
running the kitchen at the restaurant.  It was spring of this year when
Shelly informed Jamie that they were going to have a baby.

   "Are you sure?" He asked as his face lit up.

   "One thousand percent," she replied.

   "YES, YES, YES!" Jamie happily yelled grabbing his wife swinging her
around.

   Shelly hugged her husband tightly.  Her toes barely touched the ground.
Their baby was due near Christmas.  How appropriate.

   Sadly Jamie pulled himself back to the present, fearful of their unknown
future.  Picking up a tissue he wiped his eyes.  He went to find Shelly. 
He found her on their bed lying on her side quietly sobbing.  Her pregnant
belly heaved with each breath.  He walked over to her and sat down.  He
handed her a tissue, and she loudly blew her nose.  Several tissues later,
he helped her to a sitting position, then weakly smiled at her.  Shelly
started crying again.  She clutched Jamie tightly and incessantly pleaded
for forgiveness, she begged him not to leave her.  She was so sorry for
what she had done.  All the while, Jamie kept trying to comfort her. 
Finally she quieted down.  Jamie thought this was his chance.  But before
he could say one word, she began to speak.

   "Ohh Jamie, I am so sorry," she sobbed.  He tried to talk again, but she
put her finger to his mouth.

   "That was what I wanted to tell you about when we became serious.  I
wanted to be totally honest with you about my past.  But when you explained
how much you loved me, and the past was the past, I put it aside.  There
were many times I wanted to tell you, but each time I remembered our
agreement.  Then tonight, I saw you looking at porn on the computer.  I was
upset, and I was going to give it to you good until I realized what you
were looking at.  I saw myself on the monitor, and couldn't believe it.  I
had no idea it was being recorded, I am so ashamed of myself." She started
crying anew.

   "Shelly," Jamie lovingly said, "It doesn't matter.  I meant what I said
about the past being the past.  I love you so much, it is an easy choice to
forgive you."

   He hesitated slightly as if to build up courage.  Jamie spoke saying, "
Shelly I need to tell you someth," She didn't let him finish.

   With resolve she began to speak, "Remember when I was growing up in
Wyoming, I wanted to be a chef?"

   Jamie nodded yes.

   She continued, "I entered and won a cooking contest in Green River. 
That win gave me a berth at the state finals held in Cheyenne, which I also
won.  The prize was a full ride scholarship to Johnson & Wales University
in North Miami."

   Jamie replied, "Yes honey, I know you told me, what's that have to do
with this?"

   Shelly took a deep breath tentatively she said, "My senior year in high
school, I gave my virginity to my boyfriend, Andy Klaus.  I left him when I
caught him necking with Marsha Nichols.  I already knew I was heading to
J&W, so I vowed to focus only on my studies, and nothing else.  "

   Jamie nodded, he never knew this because of their agreement.

   Taking another breath, she continued, "Noelle Christian and I were
roommates living in Flamingo Hall.  She wanted to be a pastry chef.  I was
studying for a bachelor's degree in culinary arts.  During my junior year,
she kept begging me to go out for one night to have some fun.  She said
there was a party being held at a dance club.  She heard that a lot of
people our age hung out there.  I had just aced a final, so I decided why
not?  I deserved some fun too.  So we dressed up and headed to the party."

   Shelly's eyes started to cloud, "It was a pretty wild party, and I was
feeling uncomfortable.  I wanted to leave.  I began looking for Noelle.  I
found her on the arm of a cute guy.  She introduced me to him, begging me
to stay.  I sat down, and he brought us both a drink.  After a few sips the
room started spinning.  Next thing I remember I am on the floor giving
blowjobs to a bunch of guys, I couldn't stop myself.  I felt like a slave.
I was numb as I obeyed every command.  I remember the guys starting to cum,
and then darkness."

   With tears rolling down her cheeks, Shelly pressed on, "I woke up the
next morning, and my head was pounding.  I then realized I was topless; my
breasts were black and blue, and my butt was sore.  I panicked; I didn`t
know where I was, I thought I was a prisoner.  I found my clothes and purse
with everything intact.  I walked over to Noelle she was unconscious on the
floor, we were alone.  I went to the bathroom.  When I looked in the
mirror, I saw a person I didn't recognize.  There was dried cum in my hair,
on my face, lips, breasts, and belly.  I started to clean up.  I was
looking at all the bruises, when I cried, "Oh, my God!""

   Shelly took several deep breaths, Jamie held her tight as she began
again, "I felt my vagina, and thank the Lord it wasn't sore, or sticky or
anything.  I was shocked, they didn't rape me.  I said a small prayer, and
then checked on Noelle.  She just started to come around.  When she opened
her eyes Noelle started bawling and apologized profusely for talking me
into going to that the party.  Hugging each other we cried.  Suddenly, I
realized we needed to get out of there.  While Noelle was washing up in the
bathroom, I called a cab company.  When it arrived we got in, and headed
back to our dorm.  It turned out we were in South Miami.  After that I
never went out again until I met you."

   "Noelle and I were too ashamed to tell anyone what happened.  I never
heard anything more about it.  I went to a doctor making sure I was clean,
then I tried putting it behind me.  I threw myself into my studies to
forget.  When I graduated the following year I decided not to return home.
I filled out applications at the employment fair, landing a job as the
souse chef for Ogan.  I met you just after I became their executive chef.
Oh Jamie I am so sorry, I had no idea it was being taped.  When I saw you
watching it I, I, I," then she buried her head into his shoulder.

   Jamie with the courage he should have had five years ago spoke to his
loving wife, "Shelly I need to explain a few things to you too.  I know
you're in shock, but don't you wonder how, or why I had that video on the
computer?"

   Shelly looked up at him, "I just thought someone saw it and sent it to
you to try and hurt us." She said.

   Jamie shook his head no, "It's not that simple, I was actually looking
for another video when I unintentionally stumbled onto that one.

   "What?" Shelly said, "You were looking for another one, what do you
mean?" as she sat up on the bed.

   Jamie began his story, "Remember when we got real serious, and you were
getting ready to tell me about this terrible time, but I hushed you up
saying, "The past is the past?""

   "Yes, how I could forget, we just brought it up," she replied.

   "I know, but what you don't realize is that I was afraid if I told you
about my past, you would want nothing more to do with me." Jamie said.

   Shelly looked at him her eyes got wider.

   "When you started to bring up your past, and your concerns, I took it as
an opportunity to hide my past from you.  Before you could say anything, I
shut you down.  Now, watching what happened to you; I am so ashamed that I
didn't have the guts to let you speak.  I should have been stronger for
you. I am so, so sorry," his voice cracked with emotion.

   "Jamie?  What happened, that you are so afraid to tell me?" She asked
with worry.

   "During my junior year in college, I got into money trouble.  I spent
what I didn`t have.  My parents although sympathetic told me I needed to
figure it out on my own.  So I scoured the want ads.  I answered one in
Austin, looking for male models.  The pay sounded great, and I figured it
was for an art class.  When I arrived, they liked how I looked and asked me
if I wanted to get paid to have sex.  Being young and stupid I said sure,
as long as no one knew who I was.  They came up with a disguise, and I had
the job."

   "You willingly did porn, Jamie?"

   "Yes Shelly, I did."

   "Jamie how could you." She cried.

   "Honey, I needed the money; I was disguised, and I thought it would be
okay.  After about five videos, I couldn't look at myself anymore.  I got
scared someone would recognize me, I was worried about my future, so I just
quit.  Fortunately I found another job, it didn't pay as well but it kept
me afloat.  Shelly I am so sorry.  Tonight in my stupidity, I was
remembering my past.  I decided to view the last video I was in one final
time, then forever put it to rest.  For some insane reason, I needed a
reminder how lucky I am to have you by my side." He said looking at the
floor.

   Regaining his composure, Jamie continued, "I began to search for the
video, but I saw another thumbnail realizing; I know that girl.  Imagine my
shock when it turned out to be you.  I was devastated.  Yet I could tell
you were drunk, or drugged, and it was long before we knew each other.  I
remembered our promise not to discuss the past, and I," he hung his head
stuttering, "I started to cry.  I realized that was what you were going to
tell me when we became exclusive.  I decided to close the page, and never
speak of it.  Not because of what you did, but to cover up my own cowardice
again.  I shook my head, that's when I heard you gasp.  Shelly, I'm so
sorry that I betrayed your love, can you forgive me?"

   She looked at him in total shock.  Her husband did porn movies in
college?  Her husband fucked several women?  Now she understood how he knew
all those kinky moves they do in bed.

   Jamie then said, "I had a beard, and dyed my hair jet black as a
disguise.  My stage name was "Derek, Derek Dunes."

   Shelly laughed a little at that.

   "I did about 10 scenes with six different women and girls, before I
quit. When I graduated, I didn't want to go home because of my shame.  I
found a job here in Wisconsin, and met the love of my life a few years
later.  I ask you again Shelly; can you, will you forgive me?" He pleaded,
holding her tight.

   Shelly was silent for a few moments, then she felt their baby kick.  She
looked at the clock; it was 1:30 in the morning.  Christmas Day was here.
She thought about what happened to her and what he did.  The solution was
simple.

   Shelly asked Jamie, "Can you show me one of your videos, I'm very
curious."

   "Shelly are you sure, I wasn't a saint you know.  I'm scared that if you
see it, I will lose you and our child forever."

   She grabbed his arm and led him to the den.  He pulled the chair out for
her helping her to sit down.  Methodically she typed two words, `Derek
Dunes' in the search column.  As the screen populated, she looked at Jamie
asking, "Which one?"

   Jamie resigned to his fate said, "It doesn't matter."

   Scanning the thumbs, she saw a picture that interested her.  With a push
of a button, her husband of four years popped up wearing a dark beard with
deep black hair.  She wasn't sure it was him until she saw his cock. 
Shelly chuckled to herself at the revelation.  The scene unfolded with him
doing a big titted blonde, at the same time she was getting her pussy
licked by another woman.  With the women on all fours, he switched back and
forth between pussies until he decorated their faces with his cum.  After
it was over, she looked at her husband his eyes red with unshed tears.

   Her heart filled with the warmness of the holiday spirit Shelly held her
loving husbands hand and said, "Jamie, this is our time of year.  Christmas
has always been a blessing to us.  It is a time for forgiveness and love."
She leaned into him and gave him a big kiss.

   Taking his face in her hands she said, "Of course I forgive you, as you
forgave me.  I love you with all my heart Jamie Beabeau, one - thousand -
percent."

   Jamie grinning broadly leaned into his beautiful wife, they kissed
passionately.  Their hidden pasts faded at the approaching Christmas dawn.
Yawning, Shelly informed him that she eventually wanted to see all his
videos.

   "I'll even make popcorn," she laughed.

   Jamie wincing, snickered too.  Both felt newly alive within this holiday
season of love.  Shelly gave him a smooch, then carefully got up, and went
to the bathroom.

   Suddenly she cried, "Jamie, my water broke!"

   Immediately Jamie grabbed the prepared suitcase.  Calmly he helped his
wife into the car.  Down the river and through the woods to the hospital he
drove.  Ten hours passed when their Christmas present arrived.

   Later that night; Christmas nearly over, a loving father watched a
beautiful loving mother nurse a precious child.  The newborn babe wrapped
in warm blankets eyes closed enjoying his first meal.  Mother and father in
the presence of their son Derek; born on Christmas Day, reaffirmed their
undying love, one thousand percent.

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   Happy Holidays to all!