I can't believe I was talked into this.
My best friend Mark is the manager of the local mall, so when he called me up frantic, because his mall Santa had called in sick, I felt like I had to help him out. Since the kids had grown up and gone to college, I had a lot of free time, and Mark took advantage of that. So here I was, sitting in a rather hot Santa suit while a bunch of little kids sat there and told me what they wanted for Christmas.
A while back I had noticed a group of teenagers standing in line, waiting with all the little kids. Apparently it was something they liked to do, plopping down on Santa's lap and getting a picture taken, perhaps embarrassing the poor fellow who had the job in the process. I hadn't been paying a lot of attention, but I had noticed the blonde in the tight green mini-dress who had her back to me. I wasn't usually one to notice a girl's ass, but this one was definitely first rate, a perfectly round bit of flesh facing me, just the kind I used to say I'd like to take a bite out of when I was a younger man. I expected to be disappointed, as a tit man, when I saw her from the front, as a girl with an ass like that almost always had little on top to go with it.
I had been so busy dealing with all the little ones, as I set little Billy down and guided him towards his mother, I didn't notice the teen group was up next. Before I had a chance to get my bearings, I found myself hosting the blonde in the green dress in my lap. I noticed two things almost simultaneously - the most perfect pair of perky tits poking out of the low cut top of her dress, and just above that glorious sight, the beautiful face of my daughter, Sabrina. I was surprised to see her, as I didn't think she was home from her freshman year of college yet, and as I hadn't told anyone I would be doing this, it being a last minute thing, so I didn't figure she had come here because it was me.
Before I had a chance to say anything to her, she wiggled around on my lap, draped her arms around my neck, and turned to smile at the camera. Now, my head knew this was my dear daughter, but all my body knew was there was a delightfully plump ass grinding on my lap and a lush pair of breasts inches from my face, and it responded as man has responded for all of recorded history to such stimulus. I knew now that I could not reveal myself to her, as it was clear from her face that she had felt the effect she had caused.
"Ooo, Santa, is that a candy cane you have in your pocket for me?" she cooed in my ear, "It feels like some hard candy, but must be the biggest candy cane I've ever felt!"
