So, after many years of hard work, I finally retired, and was soon enjoying my new life of late morning starts, a spot of gardening whenever I felt like it, and lunches out with my lovely wife Mary.
Then, as we approached Christmas, she came up to me one afternoon, holding out her IPad, and said "Look at this dear. The local shopping mall, is looking for someone to play Santa Claus, in their grotto."
Reluctantly, I glanced at the notice because honestly, I really didn't want to do anything like that, because I was enjoying my retirement.
Also, I really didn't see the appeal of sitting with some stranger's kids, as they told me their wish lists for Christmas!
But my dear wife, seemed very keen I should give it ago.
"It'll give you something new to do, and of course, I think you would make a very handsome Santa Claus!" she said cheerily.
So, I reluctantly agreed, and she then filled in the application for me, and to my surprise, a few days later, I got the job.
Anyway, on the first Saturday I was to play Santa Claus, I headed down to the shopping mall early, and met Karen, the lady in charge of running events in the mall, and she led me to the grotto.
It was a large wooden hut, dressed up to look like a small workshop in the North pole, with fake pine trees and snow around the outside of it, and pretty Christmas decorations inside of it, and of course, Santa's big red chair.
It was then, I was also introduced to my one and only helper elf, Evie.
She was a cute, petite young woman, in her mid-twenties, with medium length black hair in two little pigtails, wearing a tight little green elf dress, stripy white and green stockings that stopped just below the short dress, and short red Doc Martins leather boots.
"Hi!" she said with a beautiful warm smile, as we approached her.
"Good morning!" I replied politely back.
"So, you're Santa this year?" she then asked, looking me over.
"Yes. But, you can call me Steve!" I replied cheerily back.
"No. I'll call you Santa!" she replied with a smile, before we chuckled about it.
I was then shown into the grotto, where the big red and white Santa suit was, with of course the big white beard, and after Karen had left us to it, I quickly changed into my costume, ready to start playing Santa Claus.
As it turned out, Evie had played the elf several times before over the past few years, so she knew what to do, and how to handle the crowd eager to see Santa, so, all I had to do was be cheerful, and listen to the kids.
Anyway, once I was changed, we soon got to it, and eagerly, one family after another came in, the kids told me what they wanted, we posed for a quick photo, and then they were gone again.
This was how it was done all through the day, and not surprisingly the day quickly flew by, and in what felt like no time at all, we were almost finished.
Then, after what I thought was the last child to see me had left, Evie, stepped into the workshop, closed the door behind her, and with a smile said "Okay, there's just one last person, who wants to tell you what they want for Christmas!"
"Oh, right. Who is it?" I asked curiously, looking passed her towards the door.
She then quickly moved towards me, before jumping into my lap, and with a big grin on her face, replied "Me!"
"Oh, right!" I exclaimed with a chuckle, realising she was playing with me.
So, playing along, I then asked "Okay. So, Evie, have you been a good girl this year?"
"Oh yes, just the best, uh huh!" she replied, playfully back.
"Okay. So, what would you like for Christmas then?" I then asked keenly.
"You!" she instantly replied.
Then, before I could say anything or stop her in anyway, she leant into my face, and clamped her little red lips against mine.
Eagerly, she began kissing me, through the big white hairy Santa beard, and after the initial shock, I found myself soon kissing her back.
As our lips were locked together, and our tongues explored each other's mouths, her little round warm butt, began to grind into my crotch, and pretty quickly I felt my old length begin to awaken and grow.
For a good minute or more, we kept kissing, while Evie gyrated her little arse in my lap, getting me harder and harder as she did, until finally she pulled her lips from mine, and with a grin asked "Oh Santa, is that a present for me in your pocket?"
"Uh huh!" I replied back, because right then, I couldn't think of anything else to say.
With the eager grin still on her face, Evie then slipped off my lap, knelt down on the floor in front of me, reached over, and began undoing my Santa costume.
Quickly she undid the big black leather belt, before taking hold of the red velvet trousers and unzipping them, and then, as she pulled them open, my big hard dick sprung out.
Evie instantly gasped with excitement at my fully hard, erect old cock, sticking up in front of her, before she quickly reached for it, and as she wrapped one of her small soft hands around it, she said excitedly "Oh Santa, it's such a big package for little me! I must have been a really good girl this year!"
Then she started to move her hand up and down my length, stroking it eagerly, and after just a few seconds said lustfully "Oh, I need to see if your candy cane, taste as good as it looks?"
Evie then opened her little pretty mouth, leant forwards, and sunk it onto my member, and I instantly groaned in pleasure, as her warm wet mouth engulfed me hard thick veiny length.
Pretty quickly, Evie's hungry little mouth then slid down my length, before rising up again, and then down again, and eagerly, she started to suck on my old hard Santa pole.
Of course, I was amazed at what was happening, firstly, that this pretty young thing could fit so much of my big old cock in her mouth, and of course secondly, that this young woman, young enough to be my granddaughter, was eager to suck on my member at all.
But she was, and for several wonderful minutes, her wet little lips slid back and forth along my firm length, happily sucking on my dick again and again.
Then, after having given my cock a good sucking, she switched to licking it up and down like it was a lolly pop, before teasing the tip, which felt so good, before finally lowering her mouth completely, and giving my old hanging balls, a good sucking too.
I was in winter holiday heaven, because not even my dear loving wife, who I had been with for nearly forty years now, played with my member the way Evie did.
