God, it's Christmas again, I hate this time of year. I always seem to be alone for the holidays, and that sucks. Seeing people walk through the malls hand in hand and me just watching. Well, of course this year is no exception.
Guess I'm just not a holiday catch. I am Stanley, nothing much just Stanley. Rather average guy with a lousy job and not a lot of friends. So far this has been a pretty good story huh.
This year for a little extra cash I got a Santa gig at the mall, gives me something to do and I figured there was a good chance I might get a few nice tushes riding my lap some of the time. Nope, all I am getting are little bratty kids, some even crying, now that's the worst. A crying kid on your lap and you still have to be nice Santa.
The only saving grace is Ricci and Sam, my helpers. Now Sam is a little hottie, blond, blue eyed, little vixen with nice ass and proud boobies. Her tiny costume does wonders for her figure, showing all the right places. She is so bouncy and full of smiles, and Ricci, she is my elf, I think she is a little person, but she just looks like a little preteen girl, not even sure how old she is.
Red hair, really long but she wears it in a braid and green eyes. Now the elf costume does nothing to show off anything, it makes her look preteen too. So I was never really sure about her and kinda shy away, just in case. But Sam, now that was a real flirt fest.
We started when the mall opened and worked until the last were out, breaks every two hours, only 15 minutes, and a 30 min lunch, it really sucked. Had to dry clean the suit and get reimbursed. That was hell, I just took it to the laundry close to my place and used their steam washer. The girl would write me up a ticket for dry cleaning every other day. Hey, those kids were hellish on poor ole Santa.
The lunch breaks were spent getting to know Sam, lots of suggestions and hoping, trying to get under the tiny little skirt she always wore. While we played around and getting to something, Ricci would take care of stocking the candy bins and doing a little clean up, she really never came into Santa's workshop, the little building we hid in during our breaks, leaving us to ourselves.
The last day, Christmas Eve of course, was brutal. Moms and Dads trying to get in the last minute shopping we became surrogate babysitters, the line going on forever, at least to the farthest exit door. One after another the kids kept coming and when it was time for the lunch break today, Sam asked me to come into the little workshop, she had something to ask me, very important she said.
Once inside the little hideaway she asks, "I wanted to know if you could come to a party at my place tonight, just a few friends, but I would love you to be there, never know what can happen," then she kisses me on the cheek and leaves me to think of the possibilities.
After the doors close I shuffle out the last of the little kids and run to my place to get ready for tonight, I keep looking at the address and hoping someone doesn't beat me to her. I have lots of naughty plans for Sam tonight. Heading back to her apartment after a shower and quick change of clothes, doubting that my Santa suit was gonna get me anywhere with my little helper.
Bringing a nice bottle of white wine, just to show a little class. As I get closer to her door I can hear some music coming from inside, but not much more. Not hearing the sounds of a party I look at the paper Sam had written her address on and find I am in the right place.
Knocking I hear someone coming closer and the door opens to one of the hottest little bodies I had seen in a long time, thinking that I had been wrong, the helper suit didn't really show her off as well as I had thought. She was tanned and tiny, nice b-cup breasts and nipples poking out at me like unsharpened pencils. A short little school girl skirt covering a wonderfully shaped ass. Legs tight and just a little muscular, like an athlete.
"Hey Sam," I threw at her as she opened the door, "damn you look so nice," leaning over to kiss her cheek, then offering the wine.
"Hi Stan, I am so glad you came," her hand rests on my chest as I lean in for the kiss, she smiles, strokes my chest and then takes the wine bottle from me. Turning she heads back into the apartment as I follow, noticing that we seem to be alone. This makes my heart start to race.
"So what happened to the party?" looking around and smiling, "Just us is it?"
"Well there were a few other friends going to stop by, but it seems they started a little early with the Christmas cheer and are in no shape to come over tonight, but it's not just us, my room mate is in the shower and will be out in a little bit. Can I pour you some of the wine you brought?"
"Of course you can," I settle down on the couch and listen to some of the tunes coming from the stereo as she gets a few glasses and pours us each one. She moves in and sits close to me on the couch handing me my glass.