Nicole stood looking at the bulletin board in her favorite coffee shop while she waited for her order. A card caught her eye -- tucked behind some others -- she noticed that it had candy canes and holly leaves decorating the border. Curious, she pulled the card out and read it: "Wanted -- a 'naughty' young lady for an erotic photo shoot with Santa. Call 800-1St-Nick for details."
Nicole blushed as she thought of doing an erotic photo shoot with Santa. She had always believed deep down that Santa really did exist and had often fantasized about the "Big Man". She blushed deeper as she thought of those fantasies, catching a glimpse of herself in the window's reflection. "Would Santa want someone like me? I'm not shaped like a model -- my hips are a bit thick, and I've got these big boobs. I'm definitely not a super-model." she thought.
She sipped her coffee as she sat in her car, staring at the card and her phone, her mind racing, looking around to see if anyone was watching as she typed the number into her phone. "Should I call? I don't want it to be just some old perv." she thought to herself. "But I need money for Christmas, and I haven't been able to find a job since graduating from college." Steeling up her nerve, she pressed send and listened to the line start ringing.
"Nick's Modeling Agency, are you calling about the photo shoot, Nicole?" the woman's voice on the other end asked. It didn't even register with her that the woman had addressed her by name, and if it had, she would have just brushed it off as the new iPhones providing caller ID.
Nervously, she sat there for a moment before answering. "Um, yes, I'm curious what the job pays, and what it would entail." Blushing as she sat there in her car... feeling her nipples hardening as she thought about the possibilities.
"Certainly, Nicole. The job will pay $1000 per hour, and there will be 'bonuses' depending on how far you're willing to go. You'll be wearing an elf costume to start. If you're interested, please be at 1 Holly Place, Suite 105 at 7:30 so that we can fit you and then introduce you to Nick."
"$1000? An hour? I'll see you at 7:30!" Nicole said, with a little trepidation in her voice, but some excitement too."
"Of course you will, Nicole -- Nick is looking forward to it. He likes bouncy girls like you."
"I am pretty bubbly, I guess." incorrectly assuming the woman was referring to her personality and not the nickname Nicole had been given years ago.
Nicole sat in her car at the curb for several moments... looking at the simple sign painted on the door. "Nick's Modeling Agency" with candy canes and holly as the border, just like on the card. She was still nervous, and debated in her mind if she should follow through. Gathering her courage, she shut off her car and stepped out, walking through the door... a bell jingling, sounding just like a sleigh bell.
"Oh good, you're early, Nicole!" the woman smiled as she stepped around from behind the counter. Tall and slender, with bright, silvery hair that hung down across her firm breasts. "Nick likes it when girls are prompt." The woman walked around her... fingers trailing across her body... stopping in front of her to cup her heavy breasts, bouncing them. "Yes, Nick did say you were quite bouncy, Nicole!"
Nicole was caught off-guard by the woman's touch, but having never done a photo shoot, let alone an erotic one, she just shrugged it off as normal. "He did? Do I know him? Has he seen me or met me at school?"
"Oh, Nick's known you for a long time, Nicole! Let's get you into the dressing room and changed into costume." She took Nicole's hand and led her down the hallway into the dressing room.
As they walked, Nicole's mind raced, her brow furrowed in thought. 'Do I know a Nick? I don't know anyone in this type of business. Or, I don't think I do.'
She turns and smiles. "By the way, I'm Peppermint -- or Pepper, if you like. I'll be taking all the pictures today." As she turned back towards the rack of costumes, her hair swung aside to bare a pointed ear. Nicole's eyebrow raised at first, but then she shrugged it off as part of Peppermint's costume.
"Nice meeting you, Peppermint. I do feel a little better knowing that a woman will be taking the pictures." She says, as she sees two pair of panties, one reading 'Santa's Sweet Slut' and the other 'A Cookie for Santa' hanging on the rack. Nicole giggled as she looked at the panties.
Peppermint then held a red lace demi bra up to Nicole's chest. "Yes, I think this will fit you very nicely." Her hands undressing Nicole without asking... fingers brushing against her skin.
Nicole was caught off-guard by this but didn't protest. 'This is Peppermint's world, and she knows how it works' she thought, so she simply lifted her arms to make it easier for Peppermint to undress her, but she blushed bright red as her clothing was stripped from her, her body bare in front of a stranger.
Peppermint cupped Nicole's bare breasts. "Oh these are so nice and plump!" Her thumbs brushed against Nicole's hard nipples before lifting the demi-bra in place.
Nicole blushed again as she reached around, hooking the demi-bra in back, thinking about all the attention her breasts have gotten from men and women over the years. "Thank you, Peppermint."
Peppermint wrapped a corset around Nicole that barely covered her nipples, the lace cups of the corset brushing against her nipples as Peppermint tied it in back.
Glancing down, Nicole saw that the demi-bra showed off a lot more skin than any of the bras she owned. She pulled her hair to the front so that Peppermint could tie the corset, feeling her breasts being pushed up even more as if placed on display.
Peppermint held up the two panties -- 'Santa's Sweet Slut' and 'A Cookie for Santa'. Nicole laughed playfully "Ummm, these look fun, but let's go with the cookie. I need to meet Santa before he can call me his slut. What if we don't get along?"
"Oh, you're going to get along JUST fine, Nicole." She says, winking at her as she handed her the panties, then turned to pick out a skirt that matched the corset.
Nicole giggled as she pulled up the panties. She had been incredibly nervous earlier, but somehow with each piece of clothing she was feeling more comfortable.
"Is he nice?" Nicole asked.
"He is the King of Nice, as well as Naughty, Nicole." Peppermint replied.
"That makes sense -- he does have that list." Nicole replied, having no idea just how right she was.
Peppermint helped her into the skirt, so short that it barely covered Nicole's plump ass.
'This is probably a Christmas Calendar thing, and then next month she and Nick will do a different costume or something.' Nicole thought to herself. 'Maybe if they like my work, I can do this once a month and pay my rent.'
"Wow, this mini-skirt makes my skirts at home seem formal" Nicole giggled, the small skirt didn't so much hug her ass as sit on top of it, angled down steeply to barely cover the panties, thinking that any kind of step or position change would reveal all.
The scent of peppermint, fresh baked cookies, and cocoa filled the air, and Nicole sensed a presence behind her, his deep voice filled the room. "Oh good, Peppermint, she chose cookies -- you know how much I like eating cookies!"
Nicole turned, a nervous smile on her lips... eyes wide as she looks up at his tall stature, clothed in red pants and vest and a white shirt, his hair and beard snowy white. "oh, WOW, you REALLY look like Santa! Like, that's not a fake beard, is it?"
His eyes twinkle merrily as he leans down, chin stuck out. "Go ahead, bouncy -- give it a tug."
Nicole paused for a moment when he addressed her as 'bouncy', glancing at Peppermint, then back at Nick. "She called me 'bouncy', too -- is that a pet name for your elves?" she asked as her hand reached out and gently tugged the beard... face so friendly, so familiar, putting her at ease.
"No, Nicole, each elf has their own pet name. Bouncy has been your nickname for many, many years, and originally was given to you when you wouldn't come in off the trampoline you got from Santa that year."
Nicole's eyes widened as she looked up at Nick. "Wait, how did you know? That was my nickname 10 years ago. How did you know about the trampoline?"
Peppermint wrapped her arms around Nicole and winked, breasts pressed together. "Nick knows everything about you, Nicole."
"What? H... how? D... Did you talk to someone I went to junior high with? Did they tell you my nickname, or something?" Nicole's mind raced as she looked from Peppermint to Nick and back.
Peppermint turned, one arm still around Nicole's waist as she led her down the hall. "Nick knows, Nicole." Leaning down and whispering "he even knows about the Bad Dragon in your bottom dresser drawer."
Nicole's stomach dropped as she heard Peppermint mention the massive dildo she kept hidden from everyone, Peppermint's voice a whisper as she quietly sang "he knows when you've been bad or good"
"Oh my god, there's no way." Nicole exclaimed.
Peppermint led Nicole through the door and into the studio where Nick sat in a large velvet covered chair, one leg draped over the arm.
Nicole turned, looking up at Peppermint, her heart thumping in her chest. "Wait, he's..." she turned and looked at Nick, then back at Peppermint "Is he SANTA Santa?"
Peppermint gave Nicole a light swat on the butt "Go sit on his lap and find out, Nicole."
Nicole walked forward, a mix of joy, excitement, and disbelief on her face. "No way" she thought, smoothing her hair as she climbed onto Nick's sturdy lap.
Nick winked at her as he wrapped one arm around her waist, the other hand resting lightly on top of Nicole's bare thigh. "I'm so happy you found my invitation, Nicole."
Nicole heard the click of the camera shutter as Peppermint began taking pictures. "I'm lucky I was the first one to call."
A deep chuckle emanated from Nick's throat. No one else called, Nicole, because no one else was invited to this shoot." Nick's thumb gently caressed the top of Nicole's thigh as his fingers squeezed.
Nicole looked up into Nick's bright green eyes and saw that he had told her the truth, that somehow Santa had wanted to meet her, her voice a whisper. "Me? Really?"
"Yes, bouncy, I've been watching you for years, waiting for the right moment." Nick's eyes stared into hers as his hand slid higher up her thigh and his fingertips teased against her mound through the panties.
Nicole's hand brushed against Nick's vest as her mind raced. 'Am I dreaming?' she thought, gasping again as Nick's fingers grazed across her mound, her entire body tingling and warm.
"No, Nicole, you're not dreaming." The comment caused Nicole's eyes to fly open wide as she stared at Nick, knowing that she had not said it out loud.
"Why now?" she asked, her voice a husky whisper.
"Do you remember the dream you had a few years ago on Christmas Eve? You and Santa under the Christmas tree?" Nick asked her.
"OMG, that dream seemed so real -- I still think about it."
