Oh Holey Night by Piquette Fontaine
Normally, I don’t much mind the Christmas season. This year, though, I’m not really feeling the holiday spirit quite as much. I’m in my late twenties now, which is far from old, but I’ve been married for almost a decade and both my life and my marriage honestly feel pretty stuck in place. I love my husband, but I’m finding myself with a case of the wandering eye. I’ve always been an attractive woman, at one point even considering a career in modeling, and seeing the men around me always checking me out only serves to remind me of how far from the life I once imagined for myself I’ve fallen.
And, what might be worst of all is the fact that I find my eye wandering in particular to a stud from my church, who flirts with me shamelessly and who I can’t take my eyes off of. Before I can stop myself, the two of us are in one another’s arms, getting all kinds of holly and jolly, and for the next couple of weeks I find myself with just a tad bit more Christmas candy on my hands than I might have imagined. The fling comes to a sudden and unceremonious end one afternoon when I accidentally bring up the subject of my husband in conversation.
That is, until Christmas Eve, when I find out that my husband himself has quite the surprise in store for me…