Christmas Karol

By Mistress Mirabell

Just in time for Christmas, a naughty remake of a holiday classic. Ebon Scrooge needs a reminder of what is important in life. Three spirits arrive to deliver that reminder but will he learn in time to win Karol's affection and make her Christmas special?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mistress Mirabell
• Release date: Dec 4, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311112101

Mistress Mirabell

I am a storyteller with a little twist... I am currently sharing creative adult fiction known as erotica. Check out both my collections as they start becoming available mid may... Fayte's Fancies... erotica based on classic fairy tells you heard as a child Troll Tales... erotica with a supernatural twist that allow you to walk on the dark side

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Christmas Karol

By Mistress Mirabell

Copyright 2014 Mistress Mirabell

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Ebon dropped his pen on his desk and stretched the cramped muscles in his hand. It had been a long day and there was a part of him that really wanted to call it quits and go home. He looked out at his personal assistant’s desk and frowned. Karol was dressed in her best Christmas Eve gear which for her translated into a tight red velvet dress that almost begged someone to take advantage.

With pursed lips, Ebon allowed himself a moment to survey his assistant’s outfit. The dress displayed full breasts before clinging tightly to a small waist and generous hips. It was long, almost calf length but the slit that opened almost to her vee in the front ruined any chance of demure. Her heels were high and red and when she crossed her legs you caught a glimpse of thigh high lace stockings and red silk garters. Ebon found himself wondering briefly what the rest of her underwear looked like and he frowned harder.

He stood and walked to the door. He stood there scowling as he watched a late night delivery man flirt with his giggling assistant. She sat on the top of her desk with her long legs crossed. Her skirt fell in gleaming folds to either side of her stocking clad foot that was dangling one gleaming red shoe from her toes. The delivery man was looking his fill of her exposed breasts and Ebon swore a nipple was going to pop out at any moment if she as much as breathed wrong.

Ebon cleared his throat, Mrs. Cratchit, please order something for dinner. We are going to be awhile longer. He watched as his assistant and her uniform clad admirer jumped guiltily. The delivery guy took off and Karol Cratchit slid off the desk and smoothed down her skirt. She walked back to her seat and reached for the phone. She paused for a moment and bit her lip.

Sir, I was hoping to leave soon and make it to the company Christmas party. Most of the other people have already left and I thought perhaps you would be going this year too.

Ebon lifted an eyebrow and she slumped down a bit. He tapped his hand on his cheek in mock contemplation, Is it so close to another damn holiday? I think you people look for any reason to get out of work. I will not be attending any Christmas party. Damn, things are just an excuse to get drunk and have sloppy sex with anyone in reach.

She flushed and looked away. Ebon frowned, And don’t think I’m letting you out early just so you can parade your goodies to the rest of the company. I expect more moral fiber from my assistant if she wants to keep her job. He turned back to his office and sat down at his desk again. He grabbed his pen and tried not to let the empty desk across the room catch his sight. It was a left over remnant from when his partner Jack Marley was still alive. He should have had that thing removed years ago but never could quite bring himself to admit it bothered him.

Much later, after a cold dinner of rather dry sandwiches and tea from the only sandwich shop open this late on Christmas Eve; Ebon closed up his office and walked out to the main room where Karol was struggling to keep her eyes open as she typed another report. He looked her over and sighed. He had hired her after the death of his partner Jack Marley and their old assistant. She was trying to support her younger sister and three children. Ebon had hoped having to take care of so many people would make her more responsible. He had to admit she didn’t look old enough to have three children but then he had never really known her. He had only thought he did.

I suppose you will want the day off tomorrow? And I suppose you will slink in the next day hung over and useless except to retell your stories of Christmas debauchery to the rest of the office. He reached for his coat and was about to leave when his nephew breezed in.

"Uncle, I knew you would still be here and look I brought