Authors Note: This is the third installment in the Pantyhose, Sex, & Holiday series. I hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoy writing them. As always I welcome all comments and feedback on all of my stories.
It's Black Friday, the day after Thanksgiving, Meghan awakes in her bed very sore from the night before antics. This time it was definitely not a dream. She had been thoroughly fucked by Dylan twice and Hutson not to mention degraded and cum on by Nick with his monster cock.
Her shame and fear after she'd come down from her lust fueled behavior had been for the most part put to rest by Hutson. He had already built a trust with Dylan before offering her to him and he trusted him to keep their sexual escapades a secret. It was Nick she was worried about, he had always been a bit of a loud mouth always drawing attention to himself. But Hutson had assured her that he had had a long talk with Nick and that he was confident that Nick would keep his mouth shut. Meghan trusted Hutson unconditionally with all her heart and soul. His word was everything to him and she knew he'd always protect her.
Having the day after Thanksgiving off Meghan had slept in and after showering and getting dressed in a pair of sheer to waist nude pantyhose and her sweats she made her way downstairs. Hutson was busy making them breakfast.
"Good Morning sleepy head, How are you feeling?" He asked.
Meghan smiled as she made her way to the coffee pot, A little sore but really good baby." she replied.
"Well take a seat, relax and have some breakfast." Hutson said as he placed a plate with bacon and eggs in front of her.
After breakfast they sat in the living room. Meghan was laying on Hutson's chest as he laid back on the sofa watching a movie.
"Honey I want to thank you for last night. It was really amazing." Meghan started, "Are you really ok with the way I behaved?"
"I told you, I love you Meghan and we both have the same kinky fetishes when it comes to pantyhose and sex." Hutson responded, "I enjoyed what happened last night as much as you did. I love seeing you like that."
"Really? You promise you're not just saying that to make me feel better?" Meghan asked, genuine concern in her voice.
"Yes, really, remember we promised to be completely honest with each other always." Hutson replied, "And before you ask, yes we can do it again and so much more if you want."
Meghan moved her head up and kissed Hutson passionately and deeply. Then as their lips finally parted Meghan said, "So what do you have planned for your naughty, pantyhose slut this Christmas?"
They both laughed out loud.
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It was about a week before Christmas and Hutson was taking his grandson's to the mall to take pictures with Santa Claus as a surprise for his daughter. Meghan had decided to tag along. She had met them at the mall right after work so she was dressed in her purple business suit. She wore a light purple blouse under her purple blazer, a pair of off white sheer to waist pantyhose under her purple skirt that came to just below her knee with purple patten leather closed toe 5 inch heels. Her curly black hair came down to about the middle of her back. She wore her usual modest make up with light pink lipstick.
Luckily the line wasn't that long and within a half hour it was their turn.
Santa Claus was seated in a big white chair with red padding. There was a Christmas tree to his left and a plastic gingerbread house about the size of a doghouse to his right. Behind that was a winter back drop of a snow covered landscape and a Snowman.
Meghan had to cover her mouth and stifle a laugh when she saw Santa's Elf come up to them. He was a dwarf only standing about 3' 5" inches tall. He wore a green hat with a white pompom and red trim, attached to the hat were pointed elf ears. He had a black goatee, His costume matched his hat a green top and pants that came to just below his knees with red trim. His legs were covered with red and white striped socks. Finally his shoes were green with a long toe that curled up and had bells attached to them.
"Merry Christmas!" the Elf cheerfully said with a smile, "Will all of you be taking pictures with Santa or just the children?"
"First it will be just the kids then one of all of us if that's ok." Hutson replied.
"Of course it is." the Elf replied cheerfully, "Come with me boys." He took the boys by the hand and led them over to Santa.
Ho, Ho, Ho." Santa said, "Merry Christmas." As he helped each boy onto his knees.
The Elf had come back over and stood next to Meghan. As the photographer was snapping several pictures the Elf, Meghan, and Hutson were looking on. Suddenly Meghan felt a little hand on her nylon clad calf. When she looked down she saw that the Elf was kneeling down. When he looked up and saw her staring at him he smiled and said, "I'm so sorry, lost my balance, it's these shoes."
Meghan smiled then turned her attention back to watching the kids.
When the photographer signaled he was good and ready for the next shoot the Elf stood up took Meghan's hand and said, "Follow me please." as he led them over to Santa.
With the boys still on Santa's lap Meghan stood to his left and Hutson to his right.
Meghan noticed the Elf moved to Hutson's side first making sure he was in just the right spot for the pictures. He then came back to Meghan and she felt his hands on her legs guiding her forward then back taking his time getting her into just the right spot. His little hands moved slowly up and down her nylon clad legs as he did. He then remained standing to her left and she caught him admiring her legs.
"Big smiles everyone." the photographer said. Meghan looked to the camera as the photos were taken, there were several bright flashes just like when it was just the boys.
But as the pictures were being taken Meghan felt a little hand on the back of her nylon clad calf again. He was moving higher and higher up her calf. When he had gotten to just above her knee and she felt that warm little hand on her thigh she looked down at the little Elf in disgust and just as she was about to tell him off.
"Eyes front please." The photographer demanded.
Meghan glared down at the Elf, he had removed his hand and was looking up at her with the smile of a child who had just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Meghan looked up and smiled for the camera and as the photographer again snapped the pictures the Elf's little hand was again rising up Meghan's nylon clad thigh. He was getting closer and closer to her sex and she felt her pussy start to tingle. She had to admit to herself that it was turning her on. What was she thinking the attention she got from Hutson was one thing, she loved him. And the attention from Jake's friends was also understandable they were all very attractive young men. But this was something else. She was being felt up by a dwarf, a perverted little Elf. Was she really just becoming a slut? A cock hungry whore who got hot and wet whenever any man paid the slightest attention to her sexually?
Meghan was snapped out of her trance when she heard Hutson's voice, "We're all done beautiful, are you ok?"
The Elf had removed his hand and when she looked down at him he simply smiled up at her.