Page 98 of Santa's Baby

Thank fucking God for that. My flu bug lie must have been sufficient enough to explain my absence.

I have no idea what the hell I’m going to end up doing with all these proposals after Christmas. Josh and Ells do fine with each other being entertainers, happy for each other to fuck clients without any issues – but it’s obvious that Reuben isn’t that kind of guy.

The weird thing is, I’m not sure I’d want him to be.

I finish my cappuccino and shove my phone back in my bag. Fuck knows what’s going to happen in a few weeks, but I don’t care right now. This is a Christmas that I’m going to properly enjoy for once. Caroline can have her glory at Josh’s family table and I won’t give a toss. I’ll be having fun of my own.

I’ve never been to this part of the mall, right at the very top. I’m at the furthest part from the escalators when I see a sign for a place calledSeduction– a lingerie and sex toy store. They have some festive looking bras and panties on the mannequins in the window, with red lace and a white boa trim. Cute. They have a pair of panties withSanta’s Babywritten on them, and a bodice in red and gold. Impressive, and that’s just in the storefront. I’m sure the grotto will cope for an extra few minutes without me, since I can’t resist checking out the treasures inside. Reuben might well get a few Christmas surprises for later.

It’s great to see this place does plus size. There’s a decent selection of Christmas bras. Hell, one of them even lights up with twinkles, so that’s a winner. I get someSanta’s Babypanties, and some red and gold stockings, and one of the flashy red bra sets with a boa trim. There’s a whole selection of Christmas nightwear, too. A satin slip withMrs Clauson the front, and some cutesy slippers to go along with it.

I laugh out loud when I reach the back of the store and find their toys section. They have some Santa’s sack love eggs, and a Rudolph’s red nosed vibrator, and a whole rack of other goodies destined for my basket.

I’m on my way to the checkout when I see their Christmas treats selection. I do a double take at one of the gifts they have on offer, because no fucking way! I pick up the snow globe in shock. A woman riding Santa in a sleigh chair. She’s naked, with huge tits, while he’s in his Santa outfit, his gloved hands gripping her fat ass. Their expressions are so hilarious that I’m laughing when I present it to the checkout assistant.

If only I could fucking tell her.That was me downstairs earlier! I was riding Santa in the fucking grotto!I’d love to see the look on her face.

I’d love to see the look onanyone’sface, actually. I’d love to scream it from the rooftops and shout to the whole mall that I’m the dirty elf who got to ride the perfect Santa, Reuben Sinclair, in the grotto earlier. I’d shake the snow globe and laugh my head off in glee.

But I can’t. I have to keep my big trap shut.

I pack my items in one of the discreetSeductionshopping bags, then head back down the escalator, cursing my luck that I can’t at least be a gobby cow to Josh and Ella. If only it wasn’t forbidden, and if only they wouldn’t try to talk some bloody sense into me.

One person Icanshare it with though, is Santa himself.

I can’t wait until tonight to show Reuben the snow globe. No chance. I want to shake it in his face with a cackle, and hear him laugh along with me. I can’t wait until he sees the woman’s big tits and ass, and Santa’s red cheeks. It’s bloody perfect.

The rest of the surprises can wait until later, but not this one. I dash along from the escalator to the back of the grotto, because it won’t hurt if I sneak in for a second or two. I can say hi to the kids on his lap and wait for them to leave, and then I can steal my opportunity. Not even Jen or Evelyn need to know, and I’ll be able to block out the view from Toby just fine. He’ll be too busy on his phone anyway.

I go in through the exit door, so I don’t need to go past Jen and Evelyn or the queue. I feel like a dirty sneak as I approach the grotto doorway, pulling it open to see my hunky Santa sitting in the sleigh seat with nobody on his lap. What a fucking bonus.

“Reuben!” I laugh a cackle laugh. “Got something to show you–”

I already have the snow globe in my hand when I see the two men seated opposite him, one in Toby’s chair. They are professionals, both of them in sharp tailored suits – and they are definitely not there for a goodie bag. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up on instinct, and my stomach lurches in recognition, just from the scent of their cologne.

I know these men.

Even though I’ve never seen them before, I know them.

Knowthem.

As their eyes lock onto mine, my world stops dead in its tracks. One of them – the stockier one of the pair – has a particular paunch to his stomach. In my memory I can feel it slapping against my ass as he fucks me. I can recall the slap of flesh on flesh by heart.

Time slows to nothing as I look at his hands. His fingers. Knowing they have plunged inside me when I’m already crying full, and as for the other guy…

I recognise him from more than the founders’ meetings. Fuck. He’s from Westminster. One of the famous MPs…

Just like that, my memories consume me, my flesh on fire as the snow globe goes tumbling from my hand. It smashes on the grotto floor in a glittery puddle, and I take a step back, my mouth open wide.

“Creamgirl,” the MP says. “What a surprise.” He pauses. “Only it’s not such a surprise, is it?”

I look at Reuben, and he’s as pale as a ghost, his hand on his forehead and his eyes full of horror.

“Glad to see you’ve recovered from the flu,” the other guy says. “Such a shame you had to cancel on us.” He glares at Reuben. “Only now we know why. Did you think we were fucking imbeciles? Taking the piss out of us like we’re blind to your bullshit?”

I hate myself for bursting in here, and I hate the horror on Reuben’s face.The shame.

I want to drop to my knees and beg forgiveness, from him as well as them. I want to take the blame for the whole lot of it, to make it better, and worship them, and tell them anything they want to hear, just for the chance to make things right for the man I love.