Blissemas Day 15 with KD Grace!


KD Grace and her husband Raymond are hands down two of my most favourite people in the whole wide world and today’s Blissemas post from KD is bound to tug on your heart strings and give an insight into why I love them both so damn much! KD Grace does Blissemas with lot’s of love.

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I’m sharing a warming excerpt from Christmas Spirit Warms the Heart today inspired by KD & Ray’s story.

Do you believe in Santa? He believes in you.

Jodi is a toll booth operator and she meets Mike when one night he forgets change for the toll. There is an instant connection and they decide to meet up on Christmas Eve for a date. However plans are almost ruined when Mike’s car refuses to start but then Santa swoops down and gives them a lift on his sleigh.

Our couple get to know each other intimately during their stay at Santa’s grotto and are surprised to find out that Father Christmas has a job for them both but will our virgin lovers take on the task?


Jodi was on her second glass of eggnog. Now that was impressive, as many people passed out before they’d finished the first one. Although there was Aunty Betty, a lovely old lady Jodi took a delivery of Christmas food to every year. She swore by it, and made a massive batch of Jodi’s special recipe every winter, to keep the chill off apparently. She’d been making it for years and years and years, and she was heading up to her ninetieth birthday, so maybe she was right.

It was definitely keeping the chill off Jodi. Her cheeks had a hint of dark-pink to them, and she danced around her little tollbooth singing to herself. Well, she danced in one place really, as with the addition of a tall stool for Mike to sit on when he camed in after work, there was not much floor space left.

“I don’t want a lot for Christmas,” she crooned as she replenished the plate of mince pies and Christmas cake before her. She’d only had a few cars through that eve. One was full of student-party revellers who’d adored her baking so much they’d come back for seconds, and the other was a car filled with a young family off to visit relatives for the holidays. She gave the children special Santa cookies and listened as they breathlessly told her all about what they’d asked Father Christmas to bring for them.

“All I want for Christmas is yoooooouuuuuuuuuu.”

“Well, I wouldn’t mind you in my stocking, either,” said Mike as he arrived, jolting Jodi from her revelry to reality.

“Oh, hey,” she giggled. “Come on in. The eggnog’s fine!”

“I can see.” Mike smiled back and made his way around the back of the booth. He squeezed past Jodi to sit on the stool, which made her tummy do rollovers in the process.

“You’ve finished early,” Jodi commented as Mike took off his bulky coat and hung it on the back of the door, which made the space even cosier.

“Yeah, it was so weird. A new guy started today. He was only a short chap and, well, apparently, he’s working tomorrow all day, too. So yeah, I’ve been given the rest of the day off.”

“Cool.” Jodi nodded and smiled and became nigh on certain that her specially basted turkey and homemade stuffing would lure him in, as he’d have nothing to rush home for. Then maybe he’d give her a stuffing. She knew she was tipsy, just by thinking that lewdly. The eggnog must have been doing its trick. Or maybe it was just being with Mike. He seemed to be pure inspiration for erotic thoughts.

She poured another glug of eggnog for herself, and a filled up a plastic cup for Mike, too.

“Mmm, that’s yummy,” he remarked and took a sip of the unctuous concoction. “Have you been busy tonight? Has Santa been through yet?”

“Ho, ho, ho!” Jodi quipped and elbowed Mike teasingly in the ribs. “No, not yet, but there’s still time!” “Aye, when do you finish tonight?”

“Well basically, when I want really. Christmas Day, we just leave the barrier up here so anyone can pass through. I am free to go whenever I like, but only after midnight. Which, luckily it now is.”

“Fair do’s.”

“Well, if you want, we can go to my place and have some more eggnog and nibbles and stuff.” Jodi smiled coyly.

“Well, that sounds cool. It’s a bit um, snug here, isn’t it?”

“It’s bloody cramped.” Jodi snorted slightly and, in doing so, decided it was time to stop consuming the eggnog, at least for a while anyway. “Let’s go. You driving?”

“Yeah,” Mike replied. “I’ve only had a sip of that eggnog. Blimey Jodi, it’s strong.”

“Thank you.” She beamed, taking it as a compliment. “A sip shouldn’t take you over the limit.” They laughed. Their voices were light and carefree.

Mike opened the door and held it open, as he was taught to do. He couldn’t understand those women who thought it degrading to allow a man to help them. It just seemed like a refusal of common courtesy really. He’d hold the door open for man, woman or beast. No sexism there.

He was feeling nervous as he said, “Yes,” to Jodi’s invite on a whim, but he wondered if maybe he was taking advantage of her clearly tipsy state? Well, he wouldn’t take advantage, Lord no. He’d gone without carnal indulgence for this long. He’d not push his advances on someone who was not interested. What worried him was the fact she might be a little shocked to find herself with a bumbling virgin. Surely a curvy beauty such as Jodi would be far more experienced than himself?

Mike obviously didn’t realise that Jodi was thinking those exact thoughts, being a loner for so long meant she’d never gotten this close to a guy before, never invited one home for eggnog, nibbles and ‘stuff’. Ever.

Want more? Pick up Christmas Spirit Warms the Heart and get warm, toasty and festive!