He wasn’t her usual type, but there was something alluring about him.

Perhaps it was his generous nature or his hearty laugh. Or, maybe, it was how he seemed to know everything about her. It could even be the way he would pull her on his lap and tickle her neck with his soft beard. Whatever it was, she couldn’t resist him.

As he let himself into her house, he asked, “Have you been naughty?”

“Very naughty!” she replied.

“Bend over so I can punish you!” he demanded.

“Yes, Santa!” she purred.

“Now, where should I put this candy cane?”