She picked Haley up off of his lap and thanked him. He gave Vanessa a wink, "And you? What would you like for Christmas?"
Startled once again, Vanessa came back to reality as Santa said to Haley, "Make sure to be good and listen to your mommy!"
"Ok sweetie lets go, Santa has other children to see!"
Vanessa bit her lip and noticed how wet her pussy had become from her little Santa fantasy. She left completely embarrassed, her face as red as St. Nick's suit.
Since they were already at the mall, Vanessa decided to do a little Christmas shopping; she still had a few more things on her list to buy. She looked in the direction of the lingerie store, a teddy WAS a good idea. She deserved it. She hasn't bought anything sexy for herself since Haley was born and she certainly hasn't had an amazing, mind blowing sexual escapade since then, either.
Vanessa strolled over to the picturesque mannequins that were wearing the finest silk and lace. A few strands of red and green garland dangled across their fake outstretched arms, bedazzled as if they were at a holiday party. She traced the luxurious material with her fingertips, wondering how soft it would feel against the delicate skin of her breasts, her nipples, her pussy. She looked over at the jolly bearded man thinking again about his scruffy face in between her thighs. Her legs beginning to buckle as she imagined those full lips enveloping the center of her love.
And just at that perfect moment, he made eye contact with her, nodded and mouthed the words "yeah, that one."
Finally feeling festive and disinhibited, she took the silky deep cut V neck teddy off the rack and danced around with it for a moment, as if she was the one on display. He winked at her and continued with his duties. Vanessa paraded up to the purchase counter, with a new found energy and lust in her eyes.
Later that night Vanessa returned to the mall without Haley in tow. Filled with nervous excitement, she hid under an oversized coat that was baggy on her tiny little frame. But it was all about easy access. She was on a mission.
Vanessa jumped in the Santa Clause line with only minutes to spare before mall closing time. She felt a jolt of endorphins travel up and down her spine, leaving goosebumps in their wake.
"Well hello there young lady. Come, have a seat on my lap. Tell me what you want for Christmas."
Vanessa, in her thigh high boots, with one foot in front of the other, approached the mystery Santa. She stood, facing him, her fingers slowly undoing one button at a time, revealing the deep valley of cleavage covered with only a delicate silk barrier between her flesh and what was about to happen.
She gently and slowly began to rub the edges of her soft swollen mound as she stared with lust into the eyes of the festive man in front of her. He beckoned her closer, just close enough that he could smell the mild scent of her sex as her juices began to stir, arousing him further. He placed his gloved hands on her hips and raised the garment up, exposing the creamy skin of her stomach, tracing a long line back down to her wet blossoming folds.
"What I want for Christmas, Santa, is to be pleasured by that thing you have hiding in your pants," she licked her lips and pointed to his growing bulge.
