In these difficult times, you take work where you can get it. I am not gifted with an extraordinary amount of skills so I could not be picky. Around Christmas time there is always temporary work available, some of it less than ideal. I thought about being a mall Santa and decided it would be perfect for me. I could make some decent extra money at night. I was not crazy about the holiday season but I was an excellent actor so I figured that it would not be a problem.
I started immediately and the work was not bad at all. I felt like I was servicing the community by providing entertainment for the kids. They always say that people are either depressed or very happy around the holidays. For me, it was always a time where I was very excited. I had many fond memories of Christmas and looked forward to it every year. My only complaint was that it seemed overly rushed and I did not have the time to adequately talk to everyone. There were simply not enough of Santa's helpers to take care of everything. I was told that we were short one person and they had just made a new hire. She would start tomorrow so I expected things to go much smoother tomorrow.
I arrived at work and was introduced to the new woman, her name was Donna. She was not the usual helper, she was actually very distracting. She was of average height with soft blond hair. She wore her Santa skirt very well; there was not a helper that wore this costume even half as well as her. Of course I had no problem taking a good long look right down the front of her shirt. I got a grand view of a very perky pair of tits. Her legs looked as smooth as a baby's bottom in her coffee stockings. I knew then and there, that I had to have this woman; I could barely stop myself from reaching under her skirt. I was fortunate enough to have her drop something right in front of me which gave me a prime view of her cleavage. I decided I had to introduce myself.
"Glad to see we have more help today."
"Oh yeah, thanks. I have never done this kind of work before."
"Nor have I, one thing I do know is we need your help. It was incredibly busy yesterday."
"Well, I hope I can help."
Her heels clicked on the floor, as she trotted off, I got a scenic view of her ripe, rear end. I wondered what it would be like to be taking her from behind. She disappeared into the winter wonderland that was Santa's village. Looking at all of the cottony snow brought me back to reality and the job at hand. The crowds would slowly be arriving and I knew I had to get my mind out of the gutter as quickly as possible. The hustle and bustle of the holidays had not time for these kinds of distractions. The crowd poured in and began the same way the prior night commenced.
We handled the night very well. It was very busy, but at the same time it was never so busy that we could not handle the throng. I knew that I could certainly use a drink and I was hoping that Ms. Donna could use on as well. She looked as stressed as I was so I figured why not?
"Wanna grab a drink, you look as beat as I am."
"Not sure...I need to make a few phone calls and I will get back to ya."
"Well, I am going next door, so if you wanna meet me there, just come on over."
I took a seat and kicked back with a tall Sam Adams. I really did not know what to expect, I was hoping Donna would make the trek over but not very confident that she would. I was thrilled to hear the click of heels behind me and immediately I knew that it was her. The whoosh of her stockings was also unmistakable. She pulled out the stool, sat down, and slide herself to the bar counter. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw her long legs cross over one another.
"Martini thanks."
"Glad to see you made it. Was not sure if you were up for it or not."
"Well, it has been a long day. I could use a little...stress relief."
