The Santa Surprise

As he changed into the Santa suit, Mark was not a happy man. He had only been working as finance manager for the management company that owned the large mall for six months. He had gotten the job right out of university and was working on his certification to become a chartered accountant. Then this morning, John, his boss, had come to him all in a panic. The fellow who worked as the mall Santa had been in a car accident the previous evening and they could not get a replacement for two days. They needed someone to fill in and Mark was the only man who worked in the office that might fit the costume. Although he really did not want to do it, John had almost begged him and told him there would be a nice bonus in it for him, so he had accepted. Now as he was dressing, he had second thoughts, but it was too late and he just had to suck it up and do his best. Before leaving the dressing room Mark checked himself in the mirror and thought, well, at least I look the part.

When he exited the dressing room, he found his elf waiting. The elf's name was Jenny and she was a second year university student who had taken the job over her Christmas break to make some extra money. Mark had not really paid much attention to her before, but today he had a good look. She had a round, happy face with big green eyes and a curvy body that filled out the elf costume nicely. Her full breasts seemed to be straining against the green material.

"So Santa, are you ready for the onslaught of kids?"

"I guess as ready as I ever will be, so what is the routine?"

"Well, they come to me first, I ask if they want a photo and if they do I take the information to send it to them. Then I usher them to you, so that they can have a one on one with Santa."

"Are there ever any problems?"

"Most are with a parent or grandparent and are usually just excited to see Santa and tell him what they want for Christmas, but occasionally we get a screamer who really doesn't want to be there, but Mom wants a photo."

'Sorta like the one kid who screamed in that movie, A Christmas Story?"

"Exactly, and just be careful if they aren't cooperating, you might end up with your beard being pulled off."

"Ok, it is almost 11:00 and time for Santa's Workshop to open."

Together they headed down into the mall to where the Santa Workshop was set up. As they approached, they saw that there was a short lineup already and Mark quickly got into the spirit, "Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas kids, Santa will see you in just a minute."

Jenny opened the gate and Mark settled himself into the big chair. He took a deep breath and then said to Jenny, "I'm ready when you are, let the fun begin."

"Good luck Santa, oh and by the way, I forgot to mention, some of the moms like sitting on Santa's lap too for the photo." With that she gave him a wink and headed to the gate to let the first customers in.

Things went really smoothly and Mark was surprised when Jenny closed the gate and told him that it was break time, 1:00 pm. As they walked to the staff room upstairs, Jenny told him that he was doing a great job and that she had gotten lots of compliments from the parents.

"You are a natural Mark, and it was nice to see you got a little treat this morning with that ginger mom."

"What do you mean?" Mark replied feigning innocence.

"Oh come on, I saw you checking out her boobs when she wiggled her bum on your lap they were right in your face. George the regular Santa would have had a real boner from that."

Mark smiled at Jenny's fairly explicit comment, but said nothing.

"You know," she continued, "George has told me he has gotten propositioned by more than one mom or grandma."

"Really, wow! I guess some women are turned on by men in uniform. Did he ever take any up on their offers?"

"I can't be sure, but there was one that came back for a second photo and there was lots of laughing, so maybe."

Mark said nothing but filed the information away. Maybe this Santa gig had benefits he had never thought of. They both laughed and entered the break room where Mark was able to take off the beard and enjoy some coffee and the sandwich he had brought today. He found out that Jenny had a boyfriend, but that they were having some issues which really pissed her off. Mark told her that he had not had a steady girlfriend since his first year in university.

"So you've been celibate for several years?" she said with a twinkle in her eye.

"Not really, just nothing steady."

"Damn, break time is over, come on Santa, back to the fray!"

The afternoon was pretty uneventful until it was just about time for their second break at 4:00. A tall, elegantly dressed woman arrived at the front of the line by herself. As Jenny brought her to Santa, she gave him a smile and a wink. The lady sat on Mark's lap and said, "You probably think me crazy, but every year I get a photo with Santa, it is a tradition. I've been doing it for forty seven years, since I was two. Even after my kids were past wanting to come I couldn't resist. I love Christmas and seeing Santa always gets me in the spirit of the season."

"No you are not crazy, everyone should get to be a kid at Christmas time."

"My thoughts exactly." she replied as she sat down on his leg. And while arranging herself for the photo, her one hand brushed against the front of his pants, adding to his growing erection.

Mark made sure to have a good look at her. From what she had said, she must be almost fifty, but if she had not said anything, he would have placed her as around thirty five. She was well dressed, had a nice slim figure and a very beautiful face. She wore red lipstick and his nostrils caught the soft floral scent of her subtle perfume.

"Smile for the camera." he said putting his arm around her waist and resting his hand on her hip. As he did, she gave a little wiggle of her bottom and broke into a dazzling smile.

The photo taken, she got up, again letting her hand quickly brush over the hardness in his trousers, and then as she stood she reached into her purse and took out a small envelope. "Almost forgot, my letter to Santa."

And with that she turned and left, leaving Mark a bit flustered by the whole encounter. Jenny came up and with a smile asked, "You ready for the next customer Santa. We have a break in five minutes."

He nodded yes and instead of putting the envelope in the Santa mailbox like he did with the others the kids gave him, he slipped this one into his pocket.

During the break, Jenny asked Mark about the woman. He told her that she had flirted with him a bit, and fibbed a bit by saying she was a bit old for his tastes. He did not mention the Santa letter or that he had become quite aroused.

The rest of the day went smoothly and when Jenny put out the "Santa Will Return at 11:00 AM" sign at 6:00 Mark was relieved. Although it had been fun, he felt tired. As he and Jenny walked to the staff area upstairs, they talked about how busy it had been.

"This is my second season as an elf and the lineups are bigger this year."

"Yes, I couldn't believe the number of kids, I don't know if I will make it through tomorrow, my Ho, Ho, Ho's might give out."

They both laughed and Mark asked if she would like to grab a pizza and a beer with him. "You really helped me today and the least I can do is buy you dinner "

"Well, pizza and beer are two of the major food groups, so how can a girl say no, especially when Santa asks."

"Great, I will meet you down at the staff entrance after we change. And you're right, you don't want to get on Santa's naughty list."

"Maybe I do." She replied wit a wink and a smile,"see you in ten"

He changed quickly and as he hung up the Santa suit remembered the letter he had pocketed earlier. He stuffed it in his jacket pocket deciding to read it later at home. Mark was waiting by the door when Jenny arrived. No longer an elf, she looked great in a pair of tight jeans and a black sweater that clung nicely to her full breasts. Her auburn hair that had been up all day while in costume was down and really set off her face. She pulled on a short leather jacket that she had been carrying and together they headed out onto the street.

Gino's Pizza was only a block and a half away. It was around 6:30 when they arrived. Being a Tuesday evening they had no problem finding a table. They settled on a medium Gino's Special and two pints of draught.

"You seemed to enjoy it today, you did a great job for a virgin Santa." Jenny teased.

"I have a few nieces and nephews and I know how excited they are at Christmas and how important Santa is for them, so I wanted to make it a good experience for the kids today. Plus I got to have a couple of hot mom's sit on my lap."

"Yes, I saw you squirming a bit when that redhead had her big boobs almost in your face."

"Well, you would know the effect they have on men," he replied, dropping his eyes to her chest and then giving her a wink.

They both laughed as the waiter returned with their beer.

"Here's to Santa and his sexy elf." Mark toasted.

Their pizza arrived and as they ate they got to know one another a bit better. Mark learned that she was older than he thought, having taken a year off after high school before going to university. He told her how he was a bit of a nerd and joked about being on the path to being a boring accountant.

Just then Jenny's phone rang and he could tell from the look on her face that something was amiss.

"I'm sorry Mark, that was my asshole boyfriend. He wants to meet and talk and I better go. I'm probably ending it with him, but I need to do it face to face. I really enjoyed our dinner and you are a super guy, but I have to do this."

"No worries, I understand."

With that she leaned in, gave him a kiss on the cheek, squeezed his hand and then grabbed her jacket and headed for the door. Mark sat there for a bit, wishing that the evening had turned out differently. As he took a long sip of his beer he remembered the Santa letter.. He pulled it from the pocket of his jacket, tore it open and read the letter:

"Dear Santa. As you know I really like you and I have been such a good girl all year. I would really love it if you could come over to my place and give me a 'special' present. If you can, my number is 555-343-8888. Love Joyce"

Holy fuck, he thought, yes she was older, but she was a beautiful woman. And opportunities like this don't come by every day. He checked his watch and saw it was only 7:40 It only took him a minute to make up his mind and he took out his phone and dialled the number.

"Hello."

"Um, hi, this is Mark, I mean Santa from Hillside Mall. I just read your letter and would love to come over."

There was a slight pause and then she replied, "That would be wonderful Santa, can you come over tonight and can you wear your costume?"

"Uh, sure," he said, his mind racing.

She gave him the address and he told her he would be about half an hour.

Hanging up he gulped the last of his beer and then hurried back to the mall to get his suit. He decided if questioned about taking the suit he would say his sister was having a holiday party and wanted him to play Santa. He quickly dressed, put his own clothes in the Santa suit bag and headed to his car in the parking garage.

Joyce lived about a ten minute drive away in a nice neighborhood. Her house was set back from the street beautifully decorated with lots of Christmas lights. He parked in the drive in front of the detached two story garage which seemed to have a coach house on the second level. He put on the beard and headed to the front door. Ringing the bell he heard the chimes play, "We Wish You A Merry Christmas."

The door opened almost immediately and his eyes widened at what he saw. Joyce was wearing a set of silk lounge pyjamas that clung to her body. He could see the swell of her breasts and the outline of her nipples against the thin material. Her hair was in a ponytail tied with a bright Christmas scrunchie.

"Come in Santa," she said flashing him that dazzling smile he remembered and looking at him with her big brown eyes.

As he stepped into the house he was taken aback by the way it was decorated. Like something from a Hallmark movie.

She closed the door behind him and then moved in close, giving him a hug, pressing her body against his. Her head tilted up and he gave her a kiss which felt a bit different with the fake beard. Her one hand slid down and brushed over the front of his trousers and his already hard cock.

"Oh goodie, I see Santa brought me my favourite present!" she exclaimed, giving his hardness a squeeze, leaving no doubt in his mind as to what she wanted.

She took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom. It was also fully decorated for Christmas with a tree in the corner and quite a few Santa figurines on the dresser, chest of drawers and night tables. The only light was from the tree which gave the room a sexy glow. She stopped just inside the doorway and looked up. His eyes followed hers and he saw that there was a bunch of mistletoe hanging from the ceiling.

He leaned in to give her a kiss, but she put her finger up to his lips, stopping him and said, "That is extra special Santa mistletoe, and I have to give Santa some very special kisses."

With that she got on her knees in front of him. Mark's head was spinning as he stood there watching her, anticipating what was about to happen. She took off his Santa boots and socks and then opened the front of his red trousers and deftly pulled them and his boxers down and off, his erection springing free. Her fingertips traced along the length and she looked up at him with those beautiful eyes, saying, "Thank you Santa, you have brought me the perfect present."

Mark gave off a soft moan of pleasure as Joyce's fingers wrapped around his hardness and her lips found the thick head and showered it with soft kisses. "Oh goodie," she breathed, "Santa is already leaking a little for me."

And then she began making love to his cock. She ran her tongue up and down the length and rolled it around the head. Her fingers cupped his balls as her mouth opened and she took him in. Mark shivered as her lips slid down his shaft, taking him deep until his cock touched the back of her throat. She then slowly pulled back, her lips tight around his flesh until she let his cock pop from her mouth..

"Does Santa like his special kisses?"

"Oh yes, he sure does, you are making Santa feel so very good!"

Joyce giggled and then took him in her mouth again, swirling her tongue around his flesh. Then she was licking him, licking down until her magical tongue found his balls and she rolled her tongue around them before gently sucking each one. Mark was totally on edge, this woman knew how to give pleasure and he was loving every second of it. She moved her lips back to his cock, licking up to the head and then flicking her tongue lightly against his frenulum. A big drop of pre cum oozed from the head and dripped onto her tongue.

"Mmmmm Santa, you are so yummy."

Her fingers wrapped around him again and she began to jack his cock as her lips engulfed the head. Mark was totally lost in the moment, his rock hard cock throbbing from Joyce's amazing ministrations. Then her head began to bob more quickly, her mouth drooling saliva over his shaft as she sensed his need.

"Oh god, you are going to make me cum." His words only intensifying her cock sucking.

He felt her lips tighten around his flesh and it pushed him past the point of no return. With a loud growl of pleasure he felt the sweet release and his cock began to spurt, shooting ropes of thick creamy cum into her mouth. She kept going, her tongue swirling as she sucked and swallowed his big load. Mark ran his fingers through her hair as the pleasure over came him. Slowly she pulled her lips from him, her tongue licking up the last ooze of cum. She looked up at him and smiled, her tongue running around her lips.

"Thank you Santa, you give such delicious presents. I hope you have more for me."

She got to her feet and moved to the bed. Turning to face him she sensually undid the buttons of her top and slid it off revealing her beautiful globes of flesh with large dark areola and nice thick nipples. Then she slipped off the bottoms, revealing the beautiful curve of her hips and the dark thatch of hair between her legs. With her eyes fixed on his she seductively ran a fingertip up through that thatch and brought it to her lips, rolling her tongue around it.

"I taste good too Santa." she said as lay down on the bed and spread her legs.

Mark needed no further prompting. He moved to her, sliding his hands up under her legs and dipping his face between her legs. His nostrils flared at the hot scent of her sex. His fingertips slid up her soft smooth inner thighs spreading her a bit wider as his tongue encountered the wetness of her. His only thought to give Joyce as much pleasure as she just had given him with her incredible blowjob.

His tongue explored, up and down, side to side in the slickness of her pussy. He let his lips move down and swirled his happy tongue over her perineum. Then a bit higher, pushing in as deep as he could and was rewarded by a little gush of her hot juices. Joyce was writhing beneath him, her hips raising as he licked upward and encountered her extended clit. She was making soft little cooing sounds that increased in volume as his tongue concentrated on that sensitive nub of flesh.

As he caressed her with his tongue, he slipped two fingers into the slick hot tunnel below. Her hips bucked and she let out a squeal of pleasure as a wave of pleasure overtook her body. Her hands were in his hair, gripping him, pulling him in even more. He didn't stop when she came and kept ministering to her pulsing clit causing aftershocks of pleasure to course through her body.

Finding himself fully aroused again, he let his need steer the course. He mounted her and thrust his cock into her still throbbing pussy. Her hands found his shoulders, nails digging into the Santa jacket as his cock thrust hard and deep. They moved as one, her hips rising to meet his deep hard thrusts. Together they moved toward the pinnacle of pleasure.

"Oh yes Santa.. fuck me, fuck me hard!"

He pumped her hard and fast, his cock working like a piston in her hot wet pussy. Then he felt himself again passing that point of no return, he thrust deep and his head went back and a primal growl escaped his lips. Her pussy seemed to tighten around his flesh as he released another load of his cum deep inside this beautiful woman. He kept going, and her pussy tightened even more, milking every bit of his seed. He leaned in and their lips met in a long and delicious kiss. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight, the two of them savouring the sweet afterglow of their lovemaking. After a bit he softened and his cock slipped from her. He kissed her again and then rolled on his back beside her. She cuddled into him and they lay there for a time, saying nothing. Then she stirred and lifted herself up and looked down at him, her fingertips gently caressing his forehead.

"Santa, you give the best presents, your little Santa's helper is totally satisfied."

'Thank you for inviting me, you are an amazing woman."

"I know," she said with a wink, "but now your little helper needs her beauty sleep, I have a meeting at 8:30 tomorrow."

With that she scooted down and gave his cock some last kisses and then moved under the covers. As he rose to dress, he leaned back down and kissed her one last time. He gathered his clothes, put them on and then quietly headed out to his car.

As he approached, he saw there was another small car in the drive beside his and a light was on in the coach house above the garage. He glanced up and saw some movement behind the curtains, but could not see who was looking out at him. Getting into his car he backed out and headed for home. On the way, his mind replayed the events of the evening and he could not believe what had happened.