Right it's story time for DD then I'm off out for the evening. But first it's story time for the Academy - hope you enjoy....
In London the Academy Christmas Party continued apace, whilst in the North Pole, Nick had dispatched John Thornton to join his other creations and was anxiously loading yet another disc into the machine?s control panel. He had come to the conclusion that with such an enthusiastic bunch of ladies, it would be as well to have a few extras to hand, and working on the theory that it would be rare woman who?d turn down a fit bloke in Speedos, he had selected Series 5 of Cold Feet from the pile and set the machine to do its work, cranking the speed up a notch or two to take into account the extra time involved.
He was eyeing his decanter and debating whether or not another whisky would put him into ?drunk in charge of a reindeer? territory, when the phone rang. It was Colin, the hair and costume elves had worked their magic on Ralph apparently and he needed Nick to inspect him on the factory floor in case there were any additional ?tweaks? required. Ensuring the cat was nowhere to be seen and the that the machine was chugging happily away, Nick pottered off to inspect his team?s handiwork.
The machine continued with quiet efficiency in Nick?s absence. A pair of tanned legs were roughly at knee height when the door handle turned slowly and the office door creaked open.
Mary, Nick?s wife, rarely visited his inner sanctum. If he was holed up in the office he was generally hard at work or having a fit of the grumps, and to be honest she wasn?t that interested in the finer points of the business. She was quite happy to let him get on with it while she maintained the living areas and cooked for the staff. As far as Mary was concerned it gave her plenty of opportunity to enjoy her vast collection of audio books without constant interruptions and meant she wasn?t subject to hours of the Aurora Sports Channel. There was, she thought grimly, only so much elf tossing and husky racing a woman could stand.
It took her a few moments to notice the machine, as it was positioned slightly round the corner from the door and not in immediate view. When she saw it?s contents however, she did a double-take and went over to check it out.
By now an equally tanned and muscular pair of thighs were taking shape in the chamber. Mary was transfixed, and when the Speedos began to appear, leaving almost nothing to the imagination, she was very nearly overcome completely, and had to reach for a quick swig from Nick?s decanter to steady herself.
As the whisky burned down her throat to her stomach, she watched a set of toned, firm abs appear in the chamber and failed to suppress a wicked grin. As much as she loved Nick, he had been spending so much time working lately that she could hardly remember what he looked like, and when she did it was only too apparent how much he?d let himself go over the last few decades. Mary, contrary to the commonly held perception of her, had always looked after herself and was in fine shape for a woman of her age. Surely, she thought to herself, I deserve a little extra something for Christmas too?.
When the chamber had finally finished creating Lee, he looked around and through the glass completely unfazed. To be frank, he wasn?t the sharpest tool in the workshop, so it didn?t occur to him that anything untoward could be going on, as it had to the other men.
Then he spotted Mary, eyeing him up and down lasciviously. He immediately returned the favour and winked at her saucily. She opened the chamber, and he stepped into the room.
?You can?t be very warm in just those,? she said softly, ?Nice view though??
?The view?s not too bad from here either,? he replied in his cheeky Northern accent, ?Perhaps you could help m warm up. I might need to borrow that wrap for a start.?
He unwound the velvet wrap from around her shoulders and let it fall to the floor in a pool of shimmering crimson. He fingers lightly traced her collarbone, and up her neck, before pulling her face towards his and kissing her gently but passionately.
Mary had no choice but to wrap her arms around his naked torso and quivered, but was not so insensible that she failed to notice the time. She slipped her hand into Lee?s, ?Quick, come with me,? she whispered with a twinkle in her eyes, ?I?ve a kitchen table that needs looking at??