Tess hated this stupid job. She had been out of work again and the only place hiring was the local Xmas Train. The whole ordeal was supposed to replicate the Polar Express, but in reality, it was a sad 2-hour train ride through the middle of the woods which currently didn't have any snow. It happened the same way every time; the children, parents, and grandparents would board the train filled with Xmas joy. Then Tess and her other degenerate coworkers, dressed as elves, would hand out piping hot mediocre hot cocoa and a shrink-wrapped cookie that was only barely edible. The joy would slowly die from there. Tess and the other "elves" would unenthusiastically sing some songs and dance, then they would retreat to the back of the train car to smoke. Then "Santa" would jump on the train and do the whole Santa routine. Their Santa made Billy Bob Thorton look like a saint, Tess thought. After the third boring train ride of the day, it was time to pack it in.
Technically, Tess was supposed to assist her fellow elves in cleaning the train cars at the end of the day, but she thought a better use of her time was to take some sexy elf photos for her online boyfriend. Now was the best time since the locker room would be empty. Tess had planned this all day and had found some skimpy, festive lingerie to wear under her costume. She had been wet all day knowing that she was dressed like a slut under her elf costume. She was surrounded by men who would cream their pants if they knew what she was sporting under her red velvet dress. She did a little show for the camera.
Bending over and showing her thong under her skirt. She took another with her shoulder out of her dress. Then the dress was off completely. She took a photo in just her lingerie with a hand to her mouth like she was embarrassed. In contrast, she was wetter than a swimming pool. She loved taking nudes for men. She relished the idea of them getting hard for pictures of her. Tess took her top off and covered her nipples with her hands for the next photo. Then she was standing in all her naked spender, elf ears and glittery makeup being the only thing she was wearing. Damn she was hot, she mused. She heard the door of the locker room open. "Oh shit" she said aloud. She had lost track of time, had gotten too wrapped up in the moment. She gathered her clothes from the floor and ran to stall. She started to hastily put on her lingerie when she heard her coworkers talking.
"What's this?" Someone said. Tess realized she had left her phone on the counter. "Oh shit, guys take a look at this."
"Fuck, fuck." Tess whispered to herself.
"Yo send me that shit." another man said.
"yeah me too." Said another. She heard them all asking for the pics with increasing enthusiasm. Tess ripped the door open and shouted:
"Hey assholes, hands off my stuff." All eyes turned to look at her. She could see the desire and hunger burning in their eyes. They were all scanning her up and down. Tess looked down; in her fury she had forgotten that she was only wearing the lingerie.
"You little minx." Henry said, he was holding her phone and seemed to be the leader of this little gang. "I knew you were a slut, but damn. Wearing lingerie to a children's event. Taking sexy pics in public? What a dirty little girl you are." He smiled mischievously. Tess's cheeks flushed. All the men were still ogling her.
"Henry, please just give me my phone back." Henry's smile didn't fade as he approached her.
"What will you give me for it?"
"Won't you just be a good boy and be nice?" Tess asked, trying her best to act innocent and sweet. Henry leaned in close, his looming presence edging ever closer. He whispered in to her ear:
"But I'm not nice, in fact I've a very bad boy." His hot breath on her ear made Tess shudder. Fuck that was sexy she thought to herself. In a different circumstance and she would have been heels over shoulders for a move like that.
"Please, Henry?" She asked again, cutely.
"How about if you let me play with those tits for a minute? Then I'll give you the phone." Tess went red with anger, but at that moment she was held hostage by her own carelessness. She thought for a few moments.
"Fine." She said annoyed. She moved her arms away from her breasts.
"What am I 12? Take your top off you harlet." Henry demanded. Tess huffed, and unclasped the sparkly festive bra and let it fall to the floor. Henry wasted no time fondling her. He caressed them and pulled on her tits. Tess gasped at the gruffness of his hands, but she felt her pussy getting wet due to the stimulus. She bit her lip as he pawed at her boobs and twisted her nipples. Then Henry lunged his head forward and started sucking her tits.