I Am A Ho Ho Ho

I love a man in uniform and Santa in his red velvet suit is not exception. I was in charge of the holiday party this year and hired a jolly old Santa for the brats. He was very merry and festive indeed. I really got hot watching the office ladies getting tipsy and sitting on his lap flirting openly. By the end of the night I had a little to much eggnog and became pretty brave myself. I sat on his lap and when he looked at me with that twinkle in his eyes and dimples deep in his cheeks, I could not help my self. I leaned over and whispered in his ear that I had something for him. Now that I think about it I am sure he thought it was his pay for services since it was the end of the night and he followed me with out hesitation into an adjoining room that was private. Before he knew it I had his thick black patten leather belt buckle undone and had his red velvet pants around his knees. I knelt beside him and began to stroke and suck his big, fat candy cane in hopes of earning my place on the nice list this year. When he finally came and laughed a jolly Ho Ho Ho, I knew he was calling my name. I love the holidays, don’t you?

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