At home I grab a quick bite to eat in the main kitchen before going to my private rooms. Again, I lock the door ensuring I won’t be bothered. I glance at my bed, wondering if I should sit there tonight. Instead, I sit in the same chair as last night and dial her via video chat.

She picks up on the first ring with a smile.

“Good evening, Nick. How was your day?”

“Busy. How was yours?”

She shakes her head and laughs a little. “My friend and I went shopping. It was quite the experience.”

“Oh? Shopping for anything in particular, or holiday gifts?”

I swear she’s smirking at me as she replies, “Just a few little items.” She leans forward and asks, “Are you wearing a moto jacket?”

I look down. I hadn’t taken my leather jacket off in my hurry to talk to her.

“Yeah, I rode my bike today.”

“I love riding. It’s so freeing.”

“Do you own a bike?”

She shakes her head. “No. But I’m a great passenger.”

Warning bells go off in my head. She’s on the Naughty List! Nothing good will come from this. I should end the video chat now. But then an image of her holding onto my waist flashes through my mind and I don’t care about the rules for once in my life.

I find myself asking, “Ever have sex on one?”

She chuckles. “Why Mr. Holiday, usually I’m the one asking questions like that. But no, I haven’t. Have you?”

“Not sex, but I’ve been jacked off while riding.”

She makes a sexy sound. “I’m jealous. I’d love to give you a hand job while taking the curves on the road.”

Oh, yeah. I’d like that, too. That little statement seems to steer us in the direction I’ve been looking forward to all day.

I lean back in my chair. “Show me what you’re wearing under that sweater.”

She stands and twirls in a circle. I can see now that her sweater is actually a dress. It hugs her curves and the deep red makes her skin look flawless.

“So you want a little show, Nick?”

She’s still smiling as she tugs the dress upward, causing it to inch up her thighs. I sit back and watch as she tugs it high enough that I catch a glimpse of a garter.

“I thought about answering the phone nude.”

“Oh? What stopped you?”

She replies, “This. I like watching the lust in your eyes. It’s kind of an ego boost.”

I chuckle. “You most definitely have my attention, Candy.”

She reaches up and frees one of her arms through the neck of the dress. I’m becoming a fan of this stretchy material.

“You asked what I was buying today. Well, I’m wearing one of the purchases now. When I saw it, I knew it was something you would like.”

My cock twitches and I adjust myself. “You bought something with me in mind?”

“What can I say? You’ve inspired me, Mr. Holiday.”

* * *

His eyes are bright. “Show me.”

“This is a two-way street. You have to get naked, too.”

He stands and removes his clothes, tossing them to the side. I laugh at his enthusiasm. But when he fists his cock, I moan.

“Candy?” His gaze meets mine. “Your turn.”

I pull my other arm free and let the dress slide down my body. Nick looks me up and down and I know I’ve made the right choice. The one-piece garment is made out of a dark red silk that is cool against my skin. The sweetheart neckline is trimmed in white lace.

“Do you like it?”

I do a little twirl.

“Is that supposed to be a sexy Santa suit?” he asks.

“I believe it’s actually a sexy Mrs. Claus, but close enough.” I reach for the hat that came with the outfit and put it on. “There.”

He stares at me, several different emotions crossing his face. Suddenly I wonder if I’ve made a mistake.

“I thought it was fitting with the holidays being so near. And because your last name is Holiday.”

Shit. I have made a mistake.

“Nick, I’m sorry…”

I don’t even know what I’m apologizing for. All I know is that I hate the sad look on his face.

“Nick?”

He blinks and smiles.

“You look stunning, Candy.”

“We can do this another time. I don’t want-”

“No, I’m fine. It’s nothing. Just a long day at the office.” He makes a motion with his free hand. “Spin. I want to see you again.”

I do as he says, still feeling like we need to talk more.

“Bend over. I want to see your pussy.”

My entire body flushes. We can talk later.

I bend over and he hums in the back of his throat.

“Nice. Very nice. You’re wet again, aren’t you?”

I am.

He says, “Get your vibe out. I want to see you fuck yourself.”

I go to my nightstand and pull out the vibe I used last night. I turn it on and settle onto my couch.

“Do you ever do these sessions in your bed?”

His question takes me by surprise. I don’t. Ever. But for him I just might.