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The New Christmas Mommy (written Dec 17-28)
"Ok, I can do this," the lady spoke softly to herself as she stood at
the entrance of big townhouse in the middle of the city. She crossed
her arms together, tapping a gloved finger against her slim body. The
flimsy wood sign next to the door read "Southside Street Orphanage"
and the lady knew that, of course. Being an upper class middle class
housewife, she didn't have much to do around the holiday season
besides indulging in shopping sprees and holiday parties. So, she
decided to do a good deed as the Lord intended-pay a visit to the less
fortunate. And it being Christmas, why not visit children who are
without parents, play a mother to them for at least part of the day?
She rapped on the door and heard the scuttling about from within.
Then, the door opened, by none other the owner. A matronly figure,
likely in her 50s, strode into view in front of the lady. She stood
just a bit shorter then the lady, but nonetheless had an imposing
presence. She had on a nun's habit and robes, with a stern look on her
face. But upon seeing the lady, her countenance cracked with a small
but wry smile. "Oh hello there, Mrs Diana Princeton was it? Ah yes I
remember our phone conservation from a week ago. Welcome to my humble
house." The nun bowed gracefully, as Diana made her way into the
house. "Oh why thank you, Sister Nancy, for allowing me to come by for
an afternoon visit. I brought some treats as well," pointing to the
small bag purse she had slung over one of her shoulders. The two
walked into the main foyer, with a staircase going up one more story
and then a series of doors. Sister Nancy motioned Diana to the coat
closet so she could get her suit jacket off. "Take that off please,
Diana-its plenty warm in here, as well as your gloves," Sister Nancy
stated plainly.
Diana nodded softly in reply then took those off and placed in the
coat closet. She took a moment to catch her reflection in the mirror
affixed to the coat closet's door. Diana was quite a lovely looking
upper class lady. Her hair, dirty blonde, done up in a nice pageboy
cut-a real mature woman look. Her face had quite elegant features, as
if sculpted from pale gemstone. Her narrow and pointed face gave her
an aristocratic face-button nose, high cheekbones with clear azure
eyes adorning her face. Diana wore heavy makeup-thick foundation,
rouge and loose powder placed on her face, light brown eye shadow and
mascara dashed around her eyes (with false long eyelashes) and finally
ruby red lipstick and lip gloss plastered on her full lips. It almost
hid the small wrinkles, she noted with a thought, but she was still
quite beautiful.
She ran her hands down her modest bosom, smoothing out her long sleeve
white blouse then straightened out her knee length pencil skirt,
taking a moment to see her immaculate French manicure (light red
coloring) on her nails as well as her gorgeous wedding and engagement
rings. She kissed those softly, then beamed a smile of clean straight
white teeth. As she walked, her steps came softly in her dark blue
mary janes-high heels were out of the question in icy/wintry weather
like this. She walked into the kitchen where Sister Nancy was waiting
on her.
When she got in, she saw the Sister busy at the stove top oven,
cooking what looked to be a stew. Diana set down her purse bag on the
central table there, and noted the homely kitchen. She could smell
bread baking in the oven, as Sister Nancy noted. "Ah that be potato
bread for their christmas dinner, along with the beef and vegetable
stew," she said as she was stirring the pot. After a bit, Sister Nancy
let the ladle rest as she got the table set with plates and utensils
out. Diana noted five chairs placed around the table. "Oh so you don't
have that many living here?" she posited. Sister Nancy looked down,
despondent a bit. "Yeah....some of them have already gotten placed
into homes with loving families but I still got 3 of them here for the
time," noting that with a sad smile. Diana took notice of that and
decided to sit down at the table, while pulling out the treats in her
purse bag. It was revealed to be a small box of cookies and brownie
squares. As Diana took them out, Sister Nancy noticed and warmly spoke
up. "Ah why thank you now I don't have to worry about dessert haha,"
chuckling in response, Diana then could hear the pitter-patter of feet
moving into the kitchen, then turned towards the door.
A small girl, likely no more then 7-8, peeked into the kitchen. She
had short brown hair, with a small side braid tied into a small red
bow. She wore a small set of girl pajamas, pink in color with small
ruby slippers on her tiny feet, holding a little rabbit plush in one
hand. "Oho, welcome little Marie-enjoyed your nap?" Sister Nancy asked
warmly. Marie nodded softly in response, rubbing her eyes open then
uttered demurely, "Uhh who is this pretty lady, Sister?"
"Ah glad you asked, Marie, this is Mrs. Princeton-she is here paying
us a visit this Christmas. "Oh ok, hi Mrs Princeton," Marie said
cutely as she went towards her, extending her free hand. "Oh hello
there Marie, how do you?"
"Oh I am alright, got a nice dollhouse as a present. Thanks Santa!"
she stated loudly, eliciting laughter from the Sister and Diana.
"Alright, Marie, go tell Alan and Jane dinner will be ready in some
time," Sister Nancy instructed. "Ok, Sister Nancy, off I go!" Marie
exclaimed as she ran back out to go tell the others. "Yeah Marie has
been here with me since she was a baby, her parents fled town shortly
after her birth," Sister Nancy whispered in Diana's ear. Shock
registered through Diana's face, but she shook it off saying back, "Ah
well must be hard for her."
"Oh on the contrary, she is a delight, almost like having another
chance at being a mother...." Sister Nancy noted poignantly, as she
looked out of the kitchen window wistfully.
Not wanting the dead air to fill into the kitchen, Sister Nancy
decided to strike up a conversation. She grabbed the tea kettle and
after pouring a glass for herself and Diana, she began.
"But anyway, Diana, how has married life been for you?" Sister Nancy
asked - she had noticed the wedding bands Diana wore. "Ah well you
know, after 15 yrs it has been quite pleasant, even if Mike is always
out and about on business. But I am able to pass my time wisely,"
Diana stated with a heavy sigh as she took a sip of the tea. Mmmm
cinnamon and pumpkin spice blend, nice she thought. "Do you have any
children of your own?" was Sister Nancy's next question, and that
shook Diana. But she steadied herself and answered promptly, "Well me
and Mike.... we have been trying....but turns out that well, I....
can't...." before Diana stifled a brief sob. Sister Nancy saw that she
stepped out of bounds to a sensitive topic, then went over to Diana to
give her a hug. "Oh I am so sorry, dear, forgive me..." as the Sister
went in for a hug. "I'm sure God will find a way for you to find
happiness," the Sister stated empathically as she went back to
stirring the stew. Thank you, Diana whispered quietly to herself.
It was then that the two other children entered into the kitchen, both
standing right next to each other. To the right stood a teen boy,
around 14, with short sandy hair and slight muscly build to his frame.
He had on a simple white tee and green plaid pajama pants. Ah that
must be Alan, Diana noted then looked over to his left where the young
woman Jane was standing at. She had long flowing dark hair going down
to her waist, but well combed and nice. She wore some light makeup and
had nice dark-rimmed glasses over her vibrant green eyes. She had on a
silver red nightgown on, worn a bit too tightly on her young figure,
accentuated the hips and breasts a bit much, Diana noted to herself,
but kept that to herself.
"So, another visitor eh?" Jane spoke out rather flatly, with a hint of
sarcasm. Jane crossed her arms with a measure of quiet disdain. Alan
seemed taken aback to that comment and snapped back quickly, "Hey
Jane, lighten up, we don't get that many visitors during this time of
the year anyway. Gotta say, at least its a nice looking visitor...."
but got shouldered in the belly by Jane before he could finish that
statement. "Alan, Jane, behave yourself.... anyway this is Mrs. Diana
Princeton, a local housewife who has decided to grace us with her time
this Christmas," Sister Nancy told them quite sternly but relaxed her
expression quickly. "I would hope that you two can behave yourself
while she is here with us." Both the older children nodded in
agreement and then Alan spoke up, "Say, Sister, do you need any help
with the meal making?"
"Oh no, I got everything set and the stew and bread will be ready in a
bit of a time. Thanks for the offer, Alan," Sister Nancy answered
tersely. "Well go get Marie, I got to take out the bread from the oven
and taste test the stew. Hurry now!" the Sister implored.
As Alan and Jane left to get their younger orphan comrade, Sister
Nancy then whispered some more information to Diana, "Yeah, Alan moved
in a few years back after both his parents died in an accidental plane
crash. He just entered high school, doing quite well, I am proud of
him. Jane, though, she had left a difficult family situation some
years ago, currently staying here until she turns 18. Strong girl, but
still not over what happened to her if you ask me." Diana nodded in
solemn agreement, oh those poor dears as she clutched her silver cross
necklace pondering in thought. Diana replied openly, "Well at least
they appear to be in good spirits for the holiday."
"Oh yes, both Alan and Jane attend the local high school down the road
a mile from here, while I stay here home-schooling little precious
Marie for now, retired from teaching to become a woman of the holy
cloth, Praise be God," Sister Nancy retorted frankly, ending her reply
with a silent prayer. "Anyway, let's get dinner placed on the table
before the kids get in, ok?" as Sister Nancy got Diana to grab the
bread from the oven, plastered on it some light herbs and olive oil
then lifted the large pot of stew from the stove top onto the table.
Soon, the five sat around the simple wooden table in the kitchen.
Diana watched as the three children sat down, and got out their
utensils eagerly awaiting the Christmas stew. Sister Nancy brought
over the stew pot and placed down in the middle of the kitchen table,
where a cooling mat sat to cover for the heat emanating from the pot.
Diana could see Marie, Alan and Jane gazing over the stew with hungry
eyes and mouths. Heh, she pondered, well always good to have a good
meal every once in a while, even if only a special occasion like this.
She grinned towards the three: Marie looked and grinned eagerly as did
Alan, though he had a slight blush to his cheeks-heh must be awkward
sitting near me, Diana thought. She then saw Jane sitting at her
chair, glaring at her a bit but keeping her cool. Oh well I am sure
its nothing too concerning, Diana wondered to herself as Sister Nancy
served out the stew into small earthen bowls. Alan and Marie quickly
grabbed their forks but then Sister Nancy halted their eager action to
eat, insistently stating to them, "Hey now, don't forget we have to
say blessing upon the meal, first." She then placed her hands into
prayer, and soon Diana and the orphans were doing the same, uttering
quite solemnly:
Bless us our Lord for this wonderful meal, a nice time with others you
care for this holiday season, and to a wonderful new year to come.
Amen.
Suddenly, Marie and Alan eagerly nabbed spoonfuls of the stew and
scooping it into their bowls. Diana wondered if these children were
having their first big meal of the day, considering their level of
eagerness. Marie looked to Diana and asked kindly "Anything wrong,
Mrs. Diana?" tilting her head a bit. Shaken out of her mental reverie,
Diana replied sweetly to little Marie, "Oh its nothing, Marie, just
enjoying this time with Sister Nancy and you three....wonderful
children." Marie giggled then replied with a cute smile "Oh why
thanks, Mrs. Diana" while Alan blushed a bit more furiously, prompting
a soft giggle from Diana herself. She dug into the stew while also
grabbing a small piece of the potato bread loaf, steaming fresh from
the oven. As she munched on the piece, Diana glanced over to Jane, who
had her head downcast to the table, silently sipping the stew in her
bowl. Hmm, well I guess I will have to chat with her before I head
out, Diana thought to herself.
The dinner came and went, without much incident. Marie ended up
nibbling on one of the soft cookies (Tollhouse chocolate chip, a
classic) while Alan and Jane were helping Sister Nancy out with
cleanup. Diana was tending up the table a bit, despite Sister Nancy
insisting that being a guest meant she didn't need to assist, but
Diana intended to help out even just for a bit. By the time dinner was
put away and the kitchen was cleaned up, it was near nine o'clock at
night, time for the children to go to sleep. Alan went out to his room
on the ground floor, not far from the kitchen, waving goodbye to Diana
as he went.
Diana helped Marie up the stairs to her room on the second floor.
Sister Nancy was tending to some cleaning downstairs and stated, "Say
Diana, would you take care of Marie and Jane?; they both have their
rooms upstairs."
"Oh certainly Sister Nancy, I would be glad to do that." Diana walked
up the stairs with Marie, hand in hand, the little girl glancing up
longingly at Diana. She could only respond with a kind, wistful smile.
Jane treaded up the stairs quickly, then slammed her room door quite
swiftly, prompting Diana to ask Marie, "Say is something wrong with
Jane?" Marie turned to Diana and replied back. "Uhh not sure..... must
be bad...." Marie looking away from Diana's face. "Ah, ok well I'll
ask her about it myself. Now let's get you to bed, sweetie!" Diana
exclaimed as she strode into Marie's tiny bedroom, with a bed wrapped
in light pink blankets and pale blue pillows. She heaved gently little
Marie into the bed, with the little girl giggling softly. Then Diana,
putting a finger to her elegant mouth, stated softly, "Hush now little
one...." as she sang a soft lullaby to Marie before she fell into
blissful slumber.
Now onto dealing with Jane, Diana thought as she strode over to Jane's
room. Knocking it softly, she whispered, "Jane, you got something to
talk to me about?" Hearing no response initially, Diana pushed the
door open to see Jane laying in bed, sobbing softly into her pillow.
Diana approached Jane with caution, then Jane turned swiftly to face
Diana, with tears in her eyes, asking rather pointedly, "Why are you
here today? The day was going so well until you showed up!" getting up
off the bed to face Diana directly. "Whatever do you mean...." Diana
began to speak up but Jane stopped her in mid-sentence....
"Oh don't act all innocent or well-meaning.... Sister Nancy always
bring in a special guest for Christmas or the other holidays, dangle
the promise of us going to a new home....then wham, another kid ends
up leaving for a new family. I am sick and tired after nearly two
years dealing with the teasing game," Jane stated, trying desperately
to stifle her tears, keeping her distance from Diana, as if she was
trying to keep her away. Diana took that as a sign of reflex against
potential abuse/harm and responded "So that's how you want to play it
huh?" before stepping forward towards Jane, who was trying in vain to
back away further but found herself up against a wall. Oh great here
we go again... Jane feared.
She was expecting a slap to the face, but what Jane got was instead a
hug from Diana, who held her tightly in her arms. Jane could smell the
expensive perfume, lavender perhaps, but more than anyway felt the
maternal warmth emanating from Mrs. Princeton's body. Despite the
sudden nature of the act, Jane decided to embrace the intimate
gesture, reaching her arms around Mrs. Princeton, Jane's face buried
into Diana's soft bosom. Diana smiled warmly and then said, "There,
there dear....it will all work out in the end," as she then wiped the
tears on Jane's face. Jane calmed herself down, and uttered softly,
"Thank you I need that." Then Diana turned away to the door, heading
out but not before stating to Jane, "Who knows, maybe you shall me
again."
Diana walked back down to head back out when Sister Nancy came out
from a room on the ground floor. She noticed the slight wet spot on
Diana's blouse and spoke up. "Ah so Jane....."
With a note of concern before Diana cut her off. "Yes, but she will be
better I can assure you. Thank you for allowing me to come for a
visit."
"Ah well, yes you're welcome and thanks for the dessert. Let me get
your our coat and gloves, it must be chilly out right now," Sister
Nancy responded as she went over to the closet to grab those items for
Diana. As diana put back on her coat and gloves back on, her hand went
inside her purse and pulled out a checkbook and a pen. Seeing the
possible gesture, Sister Nancy implored, "Oh no, Diana, that won't be
necessary...." before Diana stopped her. "Oh no, I insist, every
little bit helps," replying with a bright smile as she wrote elegantly
on a check then tearing it neatly from the checkbook. Handing it over
to Sister Nancy, Diana stated, "Merry Christmas, Sister Nancy-we shall
be in touch," as she strode out to her car, parked not too far from
the orphanage. Sister Nancy glanced at the check, and nearly fainted
from the amount on it.
Heh, hope they enjoy that and the money goes to good use, Diana
thought as she got into her purple sports car parked over in a parking
deck. As she got into start the car, she thought back to the wonderful
children she had met together. She drove back to her condo, thinking
of what to do for the rest of her holiday break. Maybe some shopping
down by the eastern Plaza or enjoying some time with her husband Mike.
She sighed wistfully at that thought, oh Mike,she thought.
Diana parked her car in front of the building where her condo was at.
She got out and walked over to the elevator leading up to her condo,
up on the fourth and top floor. She desired her living quarters to be
put away from prying eyes, as much as possible. She sighed once more,
wondering about Jane, the poor young woman. Diana felt a tremble down
near her crotch. Oh no, not now, she urged herself to control that for
now.
Diana stepped into her condo, softly entering and then closing the
door, allowing herself to lay back against the door. What a day, Diana
pondered as she dropped off her shoes and purse off by the door, along
with her coat. She called out, "Hello Mike, are you here honey?" with
a sweetness in her voice. "Oh that's right, he's out, always out," she
retorted with a slight frown on her face. She waltzed over to the
kitchen, grabbed a wine cooler and began to drink. Mmm I need that,
Diana thought, but now time to unwind, a smirk on her face.
Diana made her way to the bedroom. Her bedroom was muted pinks and
light blues, from the curtains, the dresser, the walls to the bed with
its sheets. She smiled as she walked over to the large mirror she had
next to her dresser. She posed sensually in front, blowing a kiss then
stopping that. She loved this body, this piece of art she wore.
She began to undress. First were the long sleeve blouse and then the
long skirt, taking care not to get her nails ruined. Placing those
aside, she glanced at herself in her undergarments: her C-cup breasts
encased in a dark purple satin bra, a corset wrapped around her waist,
with pantyhose swaddling from her womanly hips and ass down to her
legs. She took one hand to cup her bosom while the other began to
grope her crotch. But then she stopped, no time for that, need to
finish, Diana smirked.
Diana took off the cross necklace and then her wedding/engagement ring
combo. "Oh that's right I am not really married-Mike is just a good
friend of mine, but Sister Nancy didn't need to know that heh," Diana
remarked as she stretched then began to lower off the pantyhose,
revealing a nude panty girdle wrapped around her hips and ass. God
what a sexy ass, Diana thought. She then wiggled the padded girdle off
but as she did, her bountiful hips and ass went with it, revealing
narrow hips, small butt and surprise a penis. Oh my, my dirty little
secret, Diana remarked as she flicked the flaccid organ and felt it
twitched. Setting aside the girdle and pantyhose, Diana continued her
unraveling.
Next she removed the french manicure nails; they turned out to be mere
press on nails. She then removed her corset, her hourglass figure
changing to a slender but certainly masculine one. Diana sighed as she
cupped her breasts one last time, for now, before unhooking her bra,
unleashing her C-Cup breasts, with always erect nipples. Sighing,
Diana began poking and prodding them before finding a seam around her
collarbone, revealing her breasts to be nothing but a realistic
enhanced bra, skin toned, with padding to simulate breasts. "Too bad I
can't feel anything on this model, oh well," Diana stated as she took
off the breast padding, her bountiful bosom concealing the true, but
flat, chest of whoever this Diana person was. She then grabbed a plain
white tee, covering up the incongruent male nudity with Diana's
beautiful head. But now that would soon be gone.
Diana strode over to her vanity, with her many makeup implements, a
white styrofoam head on one side and a small mirror on the other. She
glanced at her mature looks, then began to take that stuff out. The
fake long eyelashes placed in its case, she then beamed a smile. Then
she grabbed at her teeth, taking a moment to pull out a set of
realistic dentures then putting inside another case next to the
eyelashes. She pried some fingers into her eyes, revealing her
brilliant azure eyes were mere contact lenses hiding plain brown eyes.
Diana took a look at herself now, not much left of her own image, heh.
She grabbed her hair from the hairline and pulled it off her head, a
sophisticated wig with a skin tone cap underneath. She then took a
tube of makeup remover and took off her heavy makeup, making her face
less elegant but still female, But seams around the edges of her face
meant even that was fake. Diana peeled the mask off starting at the
hairline and going down from there. While peeling off the mask from
the face, Diana let out a moan which started off light soprano down to
a low tenor voice, the guy's natural voice range.
Once the mask came off, it revealed a young man, his skin splotched
red from being under the mask most of the day. I'll need to apply some
lotion on this to clear this off, Tim thought. He was the true owner
of this condo, Diana Princeton a mere cover identity for him when he
wanted to go out on the town for some fun, always fun to string along
some hapless joes with being a married woman at the local late night
bar scene. But when he wasn't doing that, Tim had Diana making
appearances at charity parties and the like, befitting of a high
society lady. Sometimes it helps to give a little during the holidays.
Tim grinned at this thought, then went to get ready for bed. Tomorrow
would be a busy day for Diana Princeton.
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