Holly's Christmas Dom-Brieanna-final edit by Raven McAllan

 
    HOLLY’S
CHRISTMAS DOM
     
    Winters’ Tales, 1
     
    Raven
McAllan
     
    Copyright © 2015
     
     
     
    Chapter
One
     
    "I'm gonna deck Mac Hall if he doesn't stop
ogling me," Holly Winters told her triplet siblings as they stood in the
snow along with a couple of dozen others and sang carols outside the war
memorial in the village square, a few yards from the old stone kirk. The
singing was with more gusto than tone on Holly's part, and there was a lot of
and mutters between each verse as Mrs. McKillop, the organist, and the minister's
wife, got her keyboard to work in the cold.
    It was tradition that once the annual Christmas Eve
church service finished, the congregation went outside to sing—something Holly
usually enjoyed.
    Not tonight, though. Tonight, she was unnerved and
jittery, and it was all Mac Hall's fault.
    Noel sniggered. "I know what I'd like to do to him,
and hitting him...well, not violently, isn't it. Hitting on him, hmm, now that's
a different matter. Sadly, he doesn't swing my way." He rolled his eyes.
Noel was happy in his own skin. As he said, being gay wasn't just a state of
mind, it was a state of being. And for all his joking, Noel knew that even if
Mac had been gay, he wouldn't fancy him. They'd grown up together and would
always be more like brothers than lovers. Sharing a bath, your first skinny
dipping, and secrets of the heart did that to you.
      "Ssh,"
Carol, the third triplet, said. "We're being glared at from all corners."
    Holly, Noel, and Carol. They often joked how glad they
were there hadn't been another boy in the family. As their mum was sappy over
all things Christmas, the poor thing would probably have been called Mistletoe,
even if he was born in June.
    "Mac always looks at you," Carol said.
"That's why we used to sing this as kids." Carol began to sing in a
tuneful voice, "Deck Mac Hall with blows, says Holly. Tra, la, lala, la,
la, la, la, la." As she was the only one who could carry a note, it
sounded tuneful.
    Her siblings laughed and sang the traditional version.
    "If he doesn't stop checking out my boobs, I'll deck
him out, with my fist in his balls," Holly said once the last lines of
'Deck the Halls’ ended.
    With what her siblings called her "hard stare,"
after a storybook character and his propensity for giving "hard stares,"
she glared at the offending guy. He, the bugger, winked.
    Holly turned her back on him and ground her teeth. Yes,
Mac Hall was everything a girl wanted in a man. He made her clit clench, her thong
damp, and her nerve endings tingle as she thought about him. In fact, he was
too much of everything. However, she so wished he'd stop looking at her as if
she was his dish of the day.
    That thought made her remember something she'd
received a few weeks earlier and, damn it, her juices began to coat her pussy.
Her bare, as requested, pussy.
    Perhaps she was the dish of the day.
    "And that would help you when you give in and
have your wicked way with him, how?" Carol asked as she linked arms with Holly.
    "Eh?" Holly had no idea what Carol was
talking about. Then she remembered her own last words about checking his balls
with her fist. "As I'm not giving in, it would give me satisfaction. Great
satisfaction."
    "Come on, Holls, stop kidding yourself. I don't
know who you're punishing and for what, but I know how you feel about
him."
    You don't, you really
don't.
    "Why don't you just put him out of his misery and
let him have a grope?" Carol said in such a tone Holly wanted to hit her
instead of Mac.
    "You can mark him ten out of ten for artistic
merit and skill, and that would be it. Everyone’s happy. Well, not Noel, who
still thinks he might have a chance, but we all know he's delusional."
    Holly giggled as Noel pretended to be offended. She
knew fine well Noel neither wanted a chance nor had one.
    All of Mac's attention was on her. He was open and
honest about it, and had warned her what he wanted and what he expected from
her. It scared her shitless as