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Rated: GC · Other · Adult · #1880783
an seasonal worker reflects on her horrible job working for a terrible Santa
Word Count: 865

This job had been a huge mistake. This strip mall, bargain basement excuse for a Santa was a total prick. His red suit was torn under both arms, he smelled like cigarettes and his attention to dental hygiene was as atrocious as his bad attitude. He had sauntered in to work nearly an hour late. He had sneered at Carmen after giving her the once over in her little green elf suit.

The worst thing about this Santa was the utter lack of respect he had for his role. The depraved indifference in which he shoved each child off his lap before they had barely finished speaking and then beckoned the next one to him with impatient wagging fingers, was an abomination.

“You look like you could use this, “ A soft, female voice said, pressing a warm cup of cocoa into her palm. Carmen looked up, flooded with gratitude.

“I’m Nina, I work here, my shift just started.”

Nina was a raven-haired beauty with milk white skin. Her dainty ears were studded with a multitude of shiny piercings and she had a tiny silver hoop in her left eyebrow. Her green eyes sparkled with kindness.

The day improved significantly for Carmen with the arrival of Nina. Each time Santa’s bad behavior surfaced, the two young women exchanges knowing glances. Whenever he took one of his numerous smoke breaks, they took the opportunity to chat and joke a little.

Finally, the last child had gone through line and Nina had flipped the “closed” side over on the shop door. Santa noisily extracted himself from his throne and left.

Carmen sighed and began the daunting task of closing up the display.

“I can help. We haven’t had any sales for the last half hour, I’ve already closed out my registers.” Nina stooped and picked up a few of the brightly wrapped presents strewn around the display.

The gingerbread house was roughly about twice the size as a child’s playhouse. Prettily decorated with colorful gumdrops and sparking snow, it served as the backdrop for the Santa display as well as storage for the props. The interior was empty except for a low table for housing boxes and a few shelves built into wall where the rug, posts and ropes went. The opaque windows looked like candied sugar.

Nina followed Carmen inside. “its much nicer from the outside.” she remarked, suddenly losing her grip on her load, dropping the presents into a heap at her feet.

“Oh gosh! I hope nothing was breakable!” she joked.

Both women were laughing as they bent to gather up the gifts. Carmen was surprised to find her mouth suddenly on Nina’s. Carmen felt Nina’s fingers on her bare flesh as the woman slipped her hands up inside the folds of Carmen’s elf dress, pulling the fabric up above her hips. The kisses grew more urgent. Carmen had been fondling Nina’s breasts over her thin sweater, desperate to suck the apple-shaped orbs into her mouth. As if suddenly sensing her need, Nina tugged her top off over her own head and unhooked her bra, all in the same motion. She pulled Carmen’s face down between her breasts, arching up into her as Carmen took first one engorged nipple, then the other into her small mouth and sucked at them sweetly.

Nina’s body began to buck against Carmen’s with growing excitement. She suddenly wheeled around, pressing Carmen against the wall of the little house. She sank down to her knees in front of her. She reached up, grabbed the waistline of her tights pulling them down around her knees. Nina pressed her body in the narrow space between Carmen’s thighs, working her legs wide enough for her to get her mouth against the delicate lace of her panties. She began to tease and suck at her through the fabric, feeling the heat of the other woman’s desire building beneath the moist material.

Carmen felt her body quaking with arousal. She moved against Nina’s mouth, almost melting as the other woman finally moved her panties aside and slipped her marvelous tongue between the wet folds of Carmen’s waiting sex. Carmen felt her release building along with the frustration that she could not spread herself any wider for the woman’s probing tongue. Unable to stand it, Carmen pushed Nina back and stripped off the tights, her panties and the rest of her elf outfit.

Naked, Carmen slipped down to the floor, shivering as her bare flesh came into contact with the cold floor. Nina pressed her body against Carmen's hot bare flesh. Limited by the narrow space, larger movements were impossible so they focused on small and sensual motions, a passionate exploration of the most intimate and intensely pleasurable places. Their bodies grew slick with sweat. The walls and fake windows of the little house rattled above their moans. Carmen came, clutching the globes of Nina’s breasts, thrusting up against her mouth and howling with pleasure. Nina’s body went rigid with her own climax and she cursed with delight between each gasping breath.

Naked and entwined with the dark beauty, Carmen knew she'd found her silver lining, shiny and bright like the scattered presents lying all around them.




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