Allison and the PrimdalesChapter 24 An Early Christmas Present
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Ten days to go ‘til Christmas, John Griffin just shook his head. Standing aside he watched as the happy and joyous people went by. Happy and joyous yeah right! My ass he thought! None of these chumps had any idea of what they were doing. God, as he watched another throng of people go by; what a bunch of suckers!
Just then the CEO of the company walked up behind him, “Hello John, lot of people moving through the store I see. That merchandising trick you came up with was sheer genius!” John smiled might as well be nice to this one he was the boss, for now. “You can expect a big bonus this year for this John! I made sure of that.”
“Thank you Mr. Allen, I appreciate that. Uh, is it ok if I miss the Christmas party this year? I have a lot of stuff to do.” John asked.
“No, I’m afraid not, this is a time for the family of this corporation to join together. No, I’m afraid that attendance is mandatory. Besides you might meet a nice girl there!” Mr. Allen said as he elbowed John slightly.
John faked a smile as Mr. Allen walked off, a woman? Christ that was all he needed was a hateful, vindictive, greed driven, blood sucking creature that loved to torture. Shaking his head he was better off alone, he was damn sure a hell of a lot happier. Plus he had a lot more money that wasn’t wasted on a female. Just then two beautiful, young women walked by smiling at John, only to have him scowl at them.
He could hear them gasp then move away, “My god what’s up with him?” The tall, skinny blonde said.
“Oh, that’s John Griffin, Mr. Personality. I hear he really doesn’t like people, women in particular.” Her friend another slender though brunette office worker said. “I have heard rumors that he was hurt...” Then to John their voices were mercifully cut off as they went around a corner.
Damn it! He was going to slug Gino the office temp when he saw him. Then a wry smile crossed his face, then again it was keeping people in the office away from him. The first true smile he’d worn in weeks appeared as he thought, ‘damn I might have to buy him a beer! He just might have done me a favor running his mouth!’ Sighing he might as well get ready for the party, damn it this sucked! He hated gatherings, crowds hell the brunette was right he hated people!
Sighing John shook his head then looked at his watch, he had an hour ‘til the party. Taking the elevator to the top of the building John thought maybe he could hit the bar, get drunk and get sent home. As the elevator doors open John instantly knew he should have waited. Mr. Allen was there with a man in a red suit, bent over a waste paper basket, puking his guts out.
“I’m sorry Tim,” the man said after he gasped a lungful of air. “There’s no way that I can. I’m afraid I’m just too sick.”
“Oh god,” the CEO exclaimed. “We have to have a Santa Claus! Can the temp company send one Chris?”
“Not at this late juncture, I believe they are booked up ‘til Christmas Eve.” The one called Chris said.
Sighing, the CEO threw his arms up, “What am I going to do? We have to have a Santa for the party. Almost all of the staff has children.” Looking up The CEO spotted John at the elevator doors.
When John saw Mr. Allen look over he groaned inwardly no! Walking to the two men John automatically started, “No sir Mr. Allen, you really don’t want me as your Santa!”
“I don’t see why not, you’ve got a great head for business. This is just an extension of the season’s business.” John looked at the CEO with a questioning look. “Think of it like this, you ... are perpetuating the ideal of a benevolent man giving presents to children.” John’s eyes started to shine as he ran the scenario through his mind. “These children in turn want things, things that their parents buy them to say they are from said benevolent man.”
“I think I see where you are going Mr. Allen sir. Thing is I have to be happy and Jolly, two things that do not go together well with my persona,” John was trying to explain to Mr. Allen.
“Hmmmm I see well, let’s see. Perhaps you could think that you have just secured the most lucrative, successful deal ever. An advertising blitz that will never be equaled by anyone else but you; a deal that will make you a legend in the field, a household name to all, and one that you could write your own ticket to whatever you desired.” Mr. Allen was saying.
The whole time John was starting to actually smile bigger and bigger. Not the fake one he put on everyday but an actual genuine smile. “When you put it that way I just might be able to do it.”
“Good, though the only thing is you have to work with a helper.” Mr. Allen said as John’s eyes narrowed, so far this hadn’t been bad ‘til now.
“Mr. Allen you know I work alone. No sir I don’t think...” John started.
“Look John I need you on this. Don’t make me have to rethink my choice to keep you after the holidays. You can be an asset to this company or you can go by the way side. Now what’s it going to be?” Mr. Allen stated.
John sighed he did enjoy this job, he’d crushed several to get here. That was something he’d thoroughly enjoyed. “Alright I guess I can work with him.”
The one called Chris looked up and said, “oh no son. It’s a she. The children respond better with a female. Just think of it as another business tactic. Kind of like sex appeal attracts but sex sells.”
John stood there staring at both men all that they said was true. Sighing a third time he nodded and followed Mr. Allen in the back to put the suit on. Pointing to a door John walked through and right into an almost naked woman!
Screaming the woman covered as much of her top as she could. “What are you doing? I was changing clothes you pervert!” John just smirked at her as he went to the other side of the room and started to undress. “What in the hell do you think you are doing? You can’t change when I am in here with you! Wait! You’re John Griffin aren’t you?”
“First to answer your questions I was sent in here to change into this,” here John held up the Santa Suit. “Second, I am not a pervert as I have no interest in you or your, HA! Laughable petite body. Third, yes I am so hurry up they are supposed to be arriving at any minute and I have to be there to present the season.” John was trying to hurry so it was the same brunette who was spreading rumors earlier.
The woman started to say more but the words stuck in her throat as John removed his pants. Staring she again tried to speak but the size of the club between John’s legs had her speechless. Finally a minute later she managed, “You ... I ... we.”
“So I take it you are the helper? I want you to sell the sex appeal. God knows you don’t have much else that’s for sure!” John sneered as he looked her up and down.
“I don’t ... look here you damn freak of nature! I have more appeal in my little finger than you do in your whole body!” The brunette was almost screaming at John.
“Freak huh? At least I don’t go around spreading rumors about shit I know nothing about!” John snapped back at her.
“I know all about you John Griffin; a nasty breakup two years ago, no children, no social life. Hell you don’t even have a Facebook account online! You’re a loner and a freak!” The brunette replied.
John got in the brunette’s face, “I could have your ass out of here for revealing personal details about me. If you’re going to be a bitch the whole time, then I could make it happen. Understand? Be a bitch, I’ll treat you like one. Help me, and I’ll help you. Now get the fuck dressed before both of us are out on our asses! Also keep your mouth shut you hear? You and Mr. Allen are the only ones to know, I want it to stay that way.” John growled to emphasize his point.
Gulping the woman nodded and dressed as fast as she could then exited the room. ‘Who in the hell did he think he was, ‘ she thought as she entered the Santa room. The man hated women why would he help her? I guess I’ll have to find out more about him. Greeting several children who had appeared she really hoped that John Griffin could pull this off.
Finally dressed John looked at the figure of his self in the mirror, strange he thought something seemed to be missing. Looking down he saw that the suit was too big for him. Grabbing a wrap around apparatus that increased his stomach size, he appeared to be about right for the job. He was about to grab the door when Mr. Allen walked in.
“Ah! I see you found everything good! I told all the children that I was going after you. Ok here we go!” Mr. Allen said as he opened the door leading Santa out. “Here he is kids!” There was the roar of dozens of kids as John Ho ho ho’ed when he entered the room. Putting on his best face he watched as the brunette worked the crowd of children. Hmmm the brunette was better at this than he thought.
For the next hour John went through the motions asking each child what they wanted while the parents listened closely. The CEO was right John thought this is a fabulous gimmick to promote the season. Finally getting into it John was actually a little disappointed when it was over. Entering the room John sat as he saw what looked like a curtain across the middle. Smirking again, ‘good, ‘ he thought ‘I don’t have to look at her again.’ A few minutes later John was almost completely naked when he heard a grunt then the woman fell through the curtain between his legs.
Looking up at his huge member she swallowed hard as John could see she was totally nude. Her sex was neatly trimmed and well defined he thought, then shook his head. Offering her a hand she slapped it away, quickly closing her legs. “No thank you I don’t accept help from perverts.” She said as she got off the floor and back through the curtain.
“Ha! I could say the same about you! I saw you staring at me. You are as much one as I am!” John smirked as he replied.
“I...” she started as she stuck her head through the curtain, and then pulled it back just as quickly. “I am a lady, I do not do things like that!”
“Bullshit! You and I both know you were looking, no you were staring at me!” Standing John walked to the curtain, “You are a pervert yourself!”
“No, I...” she started then stopped when she was face to face with him. Shaking her head she continued, “I am a lady just you remember that! I would never do the disgusting things you have I...”
Growling John reached out and ripped the curtain down. “Look you fucking bitch! I don’t give a shit what you think I did! I live alone, I don’t go out, and I don’t socialize. It’s none of your fucking business! So do me a favor, keep quiet and I will also. You’re poking your nose into shit you have no business messing with. In a word? Fuck off you BITCH!” Throwing his shirt and pants on John left the opened mouthed and stunned to silence woman.
Stuttering she tried to speak as the man left the room. Suddenly what he’d said hit her as her ire rose. Quickly dressing she ran out to catch the man and give her a piece of her mind. Outside the changing room she stopped when she saw the man talking to the CEO of the company! Oh shit she thought I am toast!
Walking up to the two men the CEO smiled. “I was just telling John that you both did such a marvelous job! I have a proposition for the both of you. The man who was supposed to be our Santa tonight is also our store Santa. I was wondering since you two worked so well together, that both of you could fill in the next eight days.”
“I’m not sure Mr. Allen I mean I still have the advertising campaign to finish.” John said hoping that the CEO would just drop it.
“Nonsense, your assistant can handle the rest of it. The way you have it, it almost runs its self!” Mr. Allen replied. ‘Damn it, ‘ John thought, ‘he’s got me again.’ Sighing John nodded. “And you Miss Avalon, I am sure that your department can spare you ‘til after the holidays.”
“Mr. Allen with all due respect, if I am not there the entire place goes to pot, I can’t just...” The brunette started.
“If you are worried about your job it is yours as long as you want. I want both of you to understand if you can do what you did in there in the store. Well ... I can guarantee that your bonus will increase in size. Now then can I rely on both of you to be there at 10 am tomorrow?”
“Yes sir, though I hope that they have more than one changing room. Miss Avalon was terribly embarrassed when I walked in.” John said with a smirk.
“My name is Jennifer you ... idiot!” Jennifer almost shrieked.
“Oh dear I apologize to you both. I’ll try to make sure you both have separate changing rooms. I am sorry you both were embarrassed.” The CEO apologized. “Alright see you tomorrow.” Tim Allen said as he walked away from both the startled man and woman. Walking around a corner, the man stopped next to the same man in a red suit who’d been sick earlier.
“Do you think it worked?” Chris asked.
“I’m not sure, I am sure they got a good look at each other. They both were rather quiet about it so there is a good chance it did.” Tim Allen stated. “So what’s the next step Chris?” Tim asked.
“Ah! That you will see tomorrow. I may have to step in for a moment but I think they are proceeding on course,” Chris told a nodding Tim.
The next day John showed up and headed to the changing room. Looking, he sighed, well the man kept his word there were two rooms. Walking in John sat and started to undress. Outside a strange short man came by and put an out of order sign in on the other room. A minute later Jennifer showed up and walked in. Undressing quickly she opened the curtain thinking it was a closet and came face to face with John, stark naked! As between her legs started to get wet she grimaced, looking down she was stark naked also then to her amazement John’s already huge member got bigger!
Smiling John said, “Ah! I see that we get to be perverts to each other again! As I said before you say nothing and neither will I Deal?”
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By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 Chapter 1 As my eyes opened on Christmas morning, I felt as if a weight had been lifted. As usual, Dakota was all snuggled into me and Jill had her back to my back. I woke both my sleeping beauties with little kisses. I started first with Jill. She wore herself out the past couple of days getting Diane ready for the wedding. I gently kissed her neck, her shoulders, and her chest. My fingers gently glided over her beautiful body. It took a few minutes but...
Here we are at the precipice of, yet, another happy holiday season and, after so many of us have looked forward to and experienced the excitement of Christmas as children, we had the fun and the joy of buying toys for our children, and, later, were allowed to spoil our grandchildren with generous gifts. Now that we are older and mired neck deep in a poor economy that threatens to ruin the holiday for too many of us, a holiday season that used to be fun, has suddenly become a tiresome chore, a...
A Christmas Tale (the fourth) Kyorii Chapter 1 Goodbye to a Childhood Friend. It was late October, the trees in the graveyard were giving up their final leaves to the brisk autumn breeze as Linda Anders stood well back from the main group of mourners at the graveside, she watched the vicar read from a large screen tablet in his hand as the coffin was lowered into the ground by the funeral director's staff. Linda sniffed and dabbed at her eyes as the coffin vanished from...
Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- The Christmas Wish By AngelJedi (Megan Campbell) (Released: December 24, 2020) My mom was screaming - again. It was like the third time today or something. She clearly wasn't enjoying Christmas break as much as I was. Thankfully, she wasn't screaming at me...this time....
A Slave for Christmas A Slave for ChristmasSynopsis?I could scarcely believe the other girls in the office hated me that much, but there I was on a stage, naked, manacled and gagged waiting to be auctioned as a house slave for the Christmas to New Year period. And I?d had no say in the matter.? A Slave for Christmasby obohobo WarningsPlease take note!The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF NC. Spanking If you are underage or offended by...
© 2011 All rights reserved Author’s note: Here’s my story for the Winter Holidays contest. I hope you enjoy it, and votes and feedback are welcome and appreciated. Thanks to LettersfromTatyana, MugsyB and Annanova and my husband for encouragement and beta reading. ================================== Joe Naylor stared at the department store display. ‘I can not believe this.’ ‘What?’ His girlfriend, Noelle Winters, gave him a puzzled look. ‘This!’ He made a sweeping gestures with his arm to...
You know that’s not wise, honey.’ She cuddled closer. ‘I know I love you, but damn it, you’ve been divorced for only a six months, and we’ve been dating and being lovers and everything for only ten weeks. You’re still on the rebound. Sure, I might want to marry you, but you can’t be that sure about me yet.’ I knew she was right. She hammered home the point. ‘I know I stop every time we pass a jeweler’s window and look at engagement rings with you, but it’s too soon.’ She sat up. ‘Maybe your...
It was a few days after Christmas I was sat at home and the phone rang it was a mate of mine asking if I fancied popping down for a few cans, Id been single for a while and so Christmas hadn't been the best so jumped at the chance to get out the house.I got to my mate's house Dave( not his real name ) and knock on the door "hang on a minute" shouted Kate( not her real name ) the call had come from up stairs so I waited a few seconds and the door opened, My breath was taken aback as Kate was...
‘Well, if you really need someone, I suppose I could do that—if you really need me.’ Clara tried to make her reluctance quite clear, but Elizabeth was having none of that. She just cheerily plowed along, working on getting Clara on the road to fill in for no-shows among the volunteers at the soup kitchen where Elizabeth was working that evening. Nothing had put her off—not Clara’s remark that it was already dark, not her observation that it had begun to snow—not even her noting that it was...
Another pussy for Christmas ***** In "A pussy for Christmas," Paul asked for a pussy for Christmas, without realising that "pussy" has a double meaning. In this sequel Paul, now Paula, visits her cousin Joseph, who turns out to have a very similar wish. (You don't really need to read "A pussy for Christmas," but it helps. If you want to, just click the author link at the top of this page and it should be easy to find). ***** Paula looked into the bathroom mirror and...
According to Webster’s New World Dictionary: Aureole is the radiance encircling the head or body of something as in halo or the illuminated area around the sun as seen in a mist or during an eclipse. Areola is a small ring around something as the dark ring around a nipple. Christmas Story One The Christmas Angel I was your typical good looking college graduate working my way up the corporate ladder. I was twenty-eight years old and single because I worked all of the time. It...
With some deep apologies to Charles Dickens. A being whose talent I am no where near. But as promised, a Fiction Mania Christmas Carol. The Time: A Christmas time a few years ago. Region: Salem. A large City in the North East United States. Place: Ye Old Irish Inn. A corner bar and grill. Mike was grumping about how to pay for Christmas. Jake was moaning how he had to work Christmas Day. Sue, Jane, and Nicole were upset on the boss's attitude. He almost canceled the pay bonus and...
Joe Naylor stared at the department store display. "I can not believe this." "What?" His girlfriend, Noelle Winters, gave him a puzzled look. "This!" He made a sweeping gestures with his arm to indicate the shelves. "It's October fifteenth and they're putting up Christmas decorations!" He scowled at the Santas, elves, miniature trees and other Yuletide paraphernalia that sat mere feet from more appropriate seasonal wares. Pumpkins, witches, and skeletons grinned at him from their...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Mary wraps herself up in lights as a Christmas present for Paul = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * Mary read the text on her smart phone. ‘Boarding, see you around ten.’ Paul would be home for Christmas. She normally didn’t mind the amount of travel he did with his job, but the just-before-Christmas annual company planning meeting had always irked her. Paul was always gone for the three days before Christmas. He had...
By SchneiderVerseAfterDarkSam and Cat’s ApartmentChristmas EveSam wore a thin cotton red spaghetti strap tank top and green silky boxers (presents given to her by Cat for and to wear during the holiday and understanding her hatred for the word ‘panties’) as she lazily walked into the back second bedroom of Cat and hers shared apartment. After the couple had returned from Tori, Freddie and Jade’s Christmas party, Cat had instructed her to change and relax in the living room for a bit until ten...
A Christmas Tale (The Fifth) Chapter 01 Walter and Laura Walter. "An introvert yes he's definitely a bit of an introvert," I say to my wife as I look out of the window into next door's back garden. "Who is dear?" I look over to my wife of nearly sixty years, she's currently standing at the sink and is straining cooked black currents through a muslin cloth. "The young lad next door; Graham I believe his name is." "Oh yes I watched him the other day, I think he was building...
Are you alone and lonely for the holidays? Don’t you wish that Ronco would invent something to make you feel not so alone and sell it on TV for, oh, I don’t know, $19.99 and if you called right now, you’d get a second one for free? Yeah, well, go fish, life doesn’t work that way. A friend in need is a friend indeed doesn’t always go along with you sow what you reap. Sometimes, life just happens and you suddenly find yourself in uncharted territory and alone, be it a move to a new city or...
“There is a beast in man that must be exercised, not exorcised.”-The Satanic Bible*It was Christmas Eve, and Jolly Old Saint Nicholas had one last job to do. A job he dreaded.He stood at an iron door in the side of a mountain at the top of the world, hesitating as he lifted a rusted key from around his neck. Did he really have to go through with it? Maybe this year, just for once, he could skip this last chore. Maybe everything would be better off if he just left well enough alone…But no.; he...
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