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  Secret Santa’s Naughty List

  by

  Alan Austin

  This is a work of fiction and all characters and events are the creation of the author’s imagination. Any similarity in character name or description is entirely coincidental.

  Copyright © 2019 by Alan Austin

  All rights reserved.

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  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1 – No Saint Nick

  Chapter 2 – Season’s Greetings

  Chapter 3 – Becky Roberts

  Chapter 4 – First Reaction

  Chapter 5 – Jen Young

  Chapter 6 – Blue Christmas

  Chapter 7 – Heather McAdams

  Chapter 8 – ‘Secret’ Santa

  Chapter 9 – Jen Young

  Chapter 10 – Numbers

  Chapter 11 – Emily Burns

  Chapter 12 – Lingering

  Chapter 13 – Laura Chapman

  Chapter 14 – Lost Control

  Chapter 15 – Alexis Peters

  Chapter 16 – Naughty to Nice

  Chapter 17 – Laura’s Plans

  Epilogue

  Family First (Dynami) - Lay of the Land

  Chapter 1 – No Saint Nick

  There were many upsides to San Diego in the winter, but the traffic wasn’t one of them. The freeway was backed up three exits back from the mall and all Nick wanted to do was get home. Why did everyone have to save their shopping until the Friday before Christmas every year? Why anyone bothered going to a mall to shop at all anymore baffled Nick, who had made all of his purchases online weeks in advance, and had everything ready to take to his folks’ already. No – there would be no shopping in his future, but he was looking forward to the week off work over the holidays. Going home and seeing his parents and sister would be nice too. They’d just been together at Thanksgiving, but since he’d taken the job here, he hadn’t been home to Seattle nearly as much. The quick return was more than welcome!

  He watched in frustration as a driver who’d used the carpool lane to tear past about two dozen cars, cut him off, and then slowed nearly to a stop as he tried to force his way into an exit lane. He took a deep breath to calm himself. For a holiday that was supposed to be about peace and good-will, it sure turned most people into raging jackasses! Of course, no one wanted to let the moron in, so Nick just ended up sitting behind him while nearly all the cars the driver had just sped past crept by them, bumper to bumper, until one finally let him in and Nick was moving again.

  After twenty minutes in traffic already, he was very glad he had decided not to try catching a Friday night flight to Seattle. He wouldn’t have even had time for a shower before having to head straight to the airport. Instead, he was set to leave early the next morning, arriving in Seattle before lunch. One last night in his own place before he was back in his childhood room for the week.

  When he finally reached his exit, he pulled off the freeway and turned right toward the grocery store instead of heading straight home. He was going to get a drink and relax after his long work week. Getting promoted two months into his new job was a tremendous opportunity, but it had added far more stress than he’d anticipated. The money was good and Lord knows he needed the cash! On top of the student loans he was paying off, he’d not expected the cost of living to be what it was. Seattle was an expensive city, but living in southern California was something else. He hardly ever drank, but he felt like he’d earned it this week. He picked up a case of Mike’s to take home. Beer had never been his thing.

  Finally getting home nearly an hour after leaving work, Nick kicked his shoes off and changed into some jeans and a t-shirt. He packed a few things for the next morning, and tossed his bag into the corner to grab on his way out the door. Worrying that after a few drinks he might not remember, he set the alarm on his phone. He wasn’t planning on drinking that much, and they were hardly strong drinks, but it had probably been two months since he had anything at all. He hadn’t been out with friends in way too long, instead, working all the overtime he could manage for the extra pay. He’d have time for a social life later. At least, that’s what he told himself.

  He pulled one of the bottles from the case and put the rest in the fridge before settling in on his sofa to watch a movie. He’d thought about calling one of his buddies to hang out that night, but he knew that would end with him not getting any sleep. Instead, the twenty-eight-year-old opted to just stay in by himself. It was hard not to feel like a loser, but he genuinely preferred solitude most of the time. Finding a good action flick, he pressed play, opened his bottle, and started thinking about what kind of pizza he’d order for himself. He sure as hell wasn’t cooking on his last night home.

  The first bottle was empty by the time he ordered the pizza, and he sat back down with another to resume the movie while he waited for the delivery. They told him it would be an hour, which was no surprise on a Friday night, but there was a knock at the door only five minutes later. People needed to buzz into his complex, but no one from inside ever came to his door. There was no way it was the pizza already. He paused the show again and went to open the door. Never in a million years had he expected to find what was waiting for him on the other side.

  A smoking hot blonde in an elf outfit was standing at his door. It was San Diego, so there wasn’t really a cold season, but the high was in the low sixties that day which was cool for them. With no regard for the cold, this girl was standing out in the open air with more skin uncovered than covered. Nick wasn’t unaccustomed to beautiful women, but this girl was something next level. If she’d told him she was a professional cheerleader, he would’ve bought it in a minute. She had extraordinary definition in her abs, very perky tits that were just the right size for her little frame, and a face that managed a youthful, girl-next-door look, despite her outfit.

  Nick had no clue who this girl was, and she was likely at the wrong door, but he was sure glad to have been the recipient of her mistake.

  “Nick Chapman?” she asked.

  “That’s me,” Nick replied, stunned and trying to figure out who the girl was.

  She smiled, and ran her index finger down the center of his chest as she spoke. “You’ve been added to Santa’s nice list this year and he sent me here with a reward for you. Can I come in?”

  There was no way this was real. Nick was looking around for hidden cameras, or his friends crouched around a corner, ready to jump out screaming after he fell for their prank. The courtyard was empty. There was nowhere to hide. What the hell was going on.

  “What? Who are you?” Nick asked.

  “I’m one of Santa’s helpers. We deliver special rewards to good boys who make it onto his nice list. Someone found out about our service and added you to the list. You must have been REALLY good this year, because they signed you up for a pretty nice reward.”

  Nick stepped to the side and let her in as he processed what she was saying. His mind immediately went to the gutter and he felt bad for wondering exactly what kind of reward he was getting. His body responded to his thoughts as well as his pants got tighter. Was she a stripper? That seemed like the most obvious answer, but he wasn’t going to ask and make an ass of himself if she was just going to give him a present and sing a song or something. ‘Please let her be a stripper!’ he thought to himself. He watched her hips sway from side
to side as she walked by him in a short green skirt that barely covered her beautiful ass.

  “Why don’t you take a seat over there,” she said, pointing to the couch as she set a small green bag down by a chair.

  “What exactly is my reward?” Nick asked, trying not to blush at the sexual thoughts still filling his mind.

  “Patience,” she said putting the same finger back on his chest and pushing him toward the couch.

  He let himself fall back onto the cushions, draping his arms over the back of the couch as he looked the girl up and down. She was playing with him, and that was enough to take away any shame he might have had for getting caught checking her out so obviously. Her body was to die for.

  She had ankle high boots with long striped socks underneath that came up past her knees. Her legs were incredibly toned and there was just enough tanned flesh above the socks and below her green skirt for Nick to appreciate. The little skirt fell over her hips and synched in at the waist highlighting her thin, hourglass figure. With an exposed mid-section, her short-sleeved top started just below her breasts and opened at the top in a long v-neck that highlighted her cleavage. Her tits were not huge, but with whatever fancy bra she was wearing, they filled the top out perfectly and drew the eyes!

  Her beautiful face had a very natural look. Aside from some subtle lipstick and eye shadow, there were no signs of make-up. Her freckles showed and only added to her innocent appeal. Short blonde hair stopped just off her shoulders and she had an adorable little elf hat that must have been pinned up into her hair.

  The girl stepped right up to his legs, sliding her own leg between his to separate them so she could stand between them. Everything she was doing was hyper-sexual and he was really beginning to get his hopes up! He hadn’t had a girlfriend since before Thanksgiving, and the thought of getting laid, no matter how unlikely, was a thrilling one. With his legs apart, she turned sideways in front of him, sticking her perfect ass out as she sat on one of his knees, wrapping an arm around his neck.

  “How good do you think you’ve been this year?” she practically purred into his ear.

  One of her legs was laid right across his lap, and he was worried that his dick was going to respond to her and press up into her leg, letting her know that he was getting hard. He managed to keep it from responding too abruptly, but it was beginning to grow and it was just a matter of time before she could feel it.

  “I think I’ve been pretty good. What do I get if I’ve been super good?” he asked.

  “What do you want?” she asked in response.

  Nick knew what he wanted. She had her legs parted just the slightest bit in his lap and he wanted to reach up under her skirt and see what he found. He wasn’t sure whether it was just coincidence or whether it was intentional, but her leg was at the perfect angle to let him see further up the inside of her far thigh, almost up to where her panties would be.

  “I’m starting to want something I probably shouldn’t,” he responded, feeling like that was the safest response he could give that might get him somewhere.

  “That sounds naughty… not nice,” she replied with a big grin. “But, I suppose if you’ve been nice all year long, you might have earned a little naughty.”

  Holy shit! She didn’t back off!

  “So, tell me, Nick – what is it that you are starting to want?” she asked as she slid her leg up and down right across the front of his crotch.

  There was no hiding his response this time. All the excitement that he’d been trying to hold back pushed forward and he saw his pants move as his cock jumped out, pushing against her leg.

  “Oh wow,” she said with wide eyes. “That looks nice. I think I know what you want. That’s not really a part of the service we offer though.”

  Of course it wasn’t. She wasn’t going to be a prostitute. As much as he might have wanted to fuck her, he’d known in the back of his mind that there was going to be a line. She’d just confirmed it.

  “What service do you offer?” he asked.

  “Someone thought you were pretty damned nice this year and you can have pretty much anything you want that’s on the menu. I can give you a show, a massage, or, you can punish me a little,” she said pointing to the small bag she’d brought in with her and set down across the room. “I’m here to reward you for the next two hours, so you just tell me what you’re in the mood for.”

  Nick was now rock hard. Her leg was still rubbing along his head through his pants and he wondered how exactly that wasn’t crossing a line.

  “A show,” he said without too much thought.

  She smiled and stood up off his lap to walk back over to her little bag. She pulled a tiny speaker out and set it on the table. A few swipes on her phone and some slow, sexy music filled the air. Setting her phone down, she turned back to Nick with a grin and started to sway her hips back and forth to the music. Not only was she a knockout beauty, but she could MOVE!

  Nick was afraid he might actually drool as she glided across the floor toward him. She carried herself with a confidence and grace that he’d never have expected to find in a girl in whatever line of work this was. Stripper didn’t seem quite right, and he’d never met a stripper that could move this well. Nick would have guessed she was actually a formally trained dancer from the way she was moving her body with such seductive skill.

  Without taking off a single article of clothing, she ran her hands up and down her body, dancing with herself in the sexiest way imaginable. She was just a few feet in front of him as she twisted and turned her way down into a squatted position. Once there, she turned and shot her hips backward, sticking her ass out with straight legs and a flat back. She slowly… oh-so-slowly raised her upper body from her hips, arching her back on the way up, and then turned back toward Nick with a half step forward.

  Her legs touched the inside of his thighs as she stood right at the edge of the couch, twisting and turning with the beat of the song. One of her hands ran down the front of her body and she bent forward, letting it fall all the way to her knee. When she slid it back up, she let it catch the skirt and pulled it up revealing some bright red, lacy panties under the green skirt. He thought he could see a damp spot in them, but her hand did not hold the material for long and he wondered if he’d just wanted to see that.

  She turned around, running both her hands down the back of her legs before sliding them back up and lifting her skirt. He stared at her perfect ass and the slim line of red that ran up between her cheeks. He wanted to touch her so badly and wondered if he’d be able to make any contact if he were punishing her.

  “What can I do to punish you?” he asked.

  “Is there something you’d like to do?”

  Nick thought for a moment, and then just went for it. “Can I spank you?”

  “I have a paddle in the bag if you’d like it,” she offered without any hesitation.

  “I’d rather use my hand,” he answered before his brain could catch up and stop him.

  She just smiled wickedly. “That’s not something we’re supposed to offer, but I suppose as long as I am dressed it isn’t breaking any rules.”

  She turned to the side, the music still playing in the background, and bent over one of his legs, supporting her upper body on the couch cushion beside Nick. This was really happening!

  Nick ran some fingers up the back of her thigh, feeling a tingle run through his body as he touched her skin for the first time. He let his fingers catch the hem of her skirt, just as she’d done, and pulled it up over her hips, exposing her ass. She was still technically dressed, but when he spanked her in this position, he’d only be touching her skin. Figuring he could get away with it, he brought his hand gently to her ass, running it around the curve of her cheeks, and he heard her gasp at his touch. Was she enjoying this too?

  Not wanting to press his luck too much, he pulled back and swatted her ass with a pretty minimal amount of force.

  “I’m not going to break,” she said looking back over
her shoulder at him. “I’ve been very naughty, and I’m thinking naughty thoughts right now too. I deserve to be punished!”

  Nick brought his hand to her ass again, getting a much louder clap from the second contact, and causing her to make a cute little squeaking noise.

  “That’s more like it!” She looked back at him with a fire in her eyes.

  Without thinking, Nick had held his hand on her bare ass and squeezed it firmly. She was still looking back at him and he saw a look of pleasure come over her for a brief second before she shook her head and said, “That’s not punishment.”

  With that, she stood back up and resumed her dance. Apparently, he’d lost the right to punish her for a moment. As she continued to dance for him, she reached back and unhooked her bra which was still under her tight green top. With the clasp undone, she crossed her arms and lifted the shirt and bra off in a single motion revealing the most perfect pair of tits Nick had ever seen. No girlfriend or even porn star had ever looked this good to his eyes. Her body was nothing less than perfect.

  She moved even closer to him with her tits out and leaned forward, forcing him to lay back onto the couch more as she let her tits hang down right in front of his face. Knowing exactly how to move her body to get the most of her angelic beauty, she slowly twisted at the shoulders which shook her breasts back and forth only inches from his face. They were so close that he wondered if he’d make contact simply by sticking his tongue out.

  Apparently there were certain types of contact that were just fine though, because the next thing he knew she rose up on her toes and brought her breasts right to the top of his head before dragging them down his face and letting him kiss the inside of their soft, sweet flesh in the process. Instinct had brought his hand up, but she pulled away just before it reached its target, leaving him longing to know how they would feel in his hand.

  Having stepped back from the couch once more, the girl slid her skirt down her legs and stepped out of it, leaving her in nothing more than her red panties, thigh-high knit striped socks, and little black boots. That was all she was taking off for now as she stepped back toward Nick and turned around, pushing her ass out right toward his face. It took all his self-control not to touch it!