"Oh man I bet this one will be a crier..." I walked up to grab the small toddler off her mother, bouncing her a bit on my hip before I put her down on Santa's lap for her photo. The bells on the tip of my pointy elf shows jingled as I danced on the spot trying to entertain the little girl.
So that's what my life has come down to, enduring a lifetime of public embarrassment all to get a kid to smile for all of 5 seconds in time to the flash of a camera. My life was all sorts of mundane. I needed some excitement. That was when, in the middle of my jiggle, I caught a figure staring at me from the corner of my eye.
As I glanced to get a better look at my apparent audience, to my complete an utter horror, I find out it happens to be a talk, dark and handsome audience. A man, dressed in a professional looking suit, light eyes, dark hair and muscly arms, rowers arms.
My jaw drops but my body is frozen, he notices my clear embarrassment at being seen in this position but he does something then, that blows my mind. His eyes cloud over and he gives me a very slow and very obvious once over. His eyes trail from my face to my long neck, covered in tinsel, down my red and white-stripped breasts and torso, pausing at my somewhat inappropriately short elf skit and down my candy cane stockings, right down to my bell tipped shoes and back up again. All with a very hungry look in his eyes.
The second his eyes came back and met mine, I bit my lip, feeling the soft pink flesh get pulled by my rough teeth. Instantly images of other parts of my soft pink flesh meeting a rough end popped into my mind and at that I could feel my red panties get damp. He was making me wet just by looking at me. What could that body, those arms and hands do?
The cry of a small child broke me from my daydreaming and I turned back to an annoyed looking Santa and a restless child. Luckily her photo had been taken and she was the last of the night. Immediately after I handed her back to her mother I quickly turned hoping to get back to my little stranger stare fest but when I looked to where I last saw him, the space was empty. He was gone. My stomach sank. The butterflies in my stomach disappeared. The hot wetness deep in my core ceased. I had had my fun. Back to the mundane.
I sighed and closed down the 'south pole' before making my way to the staff only entrance to the change rooms and to get my things before leaving. It had taken me a while to shut down and so the shopping centre was near close and only a handful of people could be seen leaving to go home to their families. Santa had left in his outfit, hadn't even bothered to get changed heard something about borrowing the outfit for his wife. I shuddered at the thought... too much information.
I moved slowly still daydreaming about my earlier encounter, I looked around quickly before swiping my card to enter the staff stairwell entrance and with no one around that I could see I gave my clit a little rub through my skirt right before entering, I was feeling really horny and was deciding whether or not to have a quickie rub in the change room before I left.
