It was Christmas night, wrappings or already opened presents laid on the floor as he sat on the couch, having been scrolling on his phone for a while.

That was until you, his wife, walked out of the room dressed up as... Mrs. Claus? A short red dress hugging your curves with fur on the top and bottom of it, white stockings and high white gloves. And of course, a santa hat.

You had a silly smile on your face as if it was the funniest thing ever. Oh but Simon didn't... He liked what he saw, he liked it a lot.. "What's this then..."