“Wow, I can’t believe how happy those little kids were!” I marveled as we drove back from the Sunny Days Children’s Health Center to Josh’s small home. “They were all so cute and loving.” It had been a shock when we visited the facility to be swarmed by so many little bodies trying to hug and kiss us.

“They loved you! You are the perfect Mrs. Claus.”

“And they loved you!” Despite not looking all that much like Santa, the kids had just flocked to Josh. And he was in his element, surrounded by them. But then, they had flocked to me too, and I was barely passable as Mrs. Claus in my small red hat and coat. It had been an amazing day. “I think they loved both of us,” I said happily.

“And they really seemed to love the gifts we gave them.”

“I know! When that one little boy, Devon, I think his name was, got that fire truck he had the biggest smile on his face. And the little girl, Karen, she was so excited about her baby doll.” Josh had managed to collect toys and food donations from several local businesses. The toys were given to the kids at the Sunny Days Children’s Health Center and the food would be used to prepare a special Christmas Eve dinner for the men at the homeless shelter Josh managed.

“I can’t wait to make kids of our own, Amy,” he rumbled glancing over at me.

I could feel my face flush. Josh and I had kissed and cuddled, but that was about it. I knew he was ready to go further, but he was always the perfect gentleman. But I was finally ready to go to the next level with him, and when he invited me back to his house for hot cocoa, I wasn’t about to turn him down.

“Here we are,” he said, pulling into the driveway.

I swallowed as I got out of the car. I’d been to Josh’s house before to eat dinner, watch TV, and just sit and chat. But this time, I knew it was going to be different.

“Are you ready?” he said, taking my hand in his as we walked towards his house. 

I knew what he was asking. “Yes…”

He turned towards me, pulling down his Santa beard, and kissed me firmly on the lips. “I’ve been waiting to do this all day.” As he pulled away, he flashed me a sexy smile. “I love kissing you, babe.” He unlocked the door, lifted me up, and cuddling me tightly against his chest, carried me into the living room.

As he put me down on the carpet, he pushed me gently against the wall. “So, Amy, have you been naughty or nice this year?”

I grinned as he pressed against me. I could feel a distinct boner through his fluffy red pants. “Nice… I was very nice this year.”

“It can be nice to be naughty you know,” he growled throatily.

“Oh, really?”

“Uh huh…and I’d like to do naughty things to you.”

I swallowed.

He leaned in, kissing my neck. “Did you know a lot of women have fantasies about Santa Claus?”

I widened my eyes. “They do?”

“Bud told me he’s had a lot of women come onto him when he’s wearing this Santa suit.”

“Bud said that?”

“Yeah, they can’t get enough of the old man’s tinsel. Apparently it’s a thing—a lot of women have Santa fantasies.”

“That’s pretty crazy. I, um…I’ve never had a Santa fantasy.” I looked at Josh. Despite the fact that his suit didn’t fit, he looked hot in his red coat and pants. But then, Josh looked hot in everything. He was a good looking man dressed up or down.

“Yeah, it sounds pretty silly.”

“It does,” I agreed. But as I eyed him, I imagined running my fingers up and down his soft, plush coat, tugging on his beard, undoing that big, black belt buckle…and seeing the gifts inside his pants. Yeah, I could certainly understand the ‘Santa thing’ many women had now. “You are one sexy, delicious Santa.”

“Ho, ho, ho,” he laughed. “Do you want a drink—cocoa, wine, beer…”

“I think…” I said coyly, “I think I just want to sit on your lap and tell you want I want for Christmas.”

“Whoa…I can’t turn down that offer.”

In a flash, Josh had lifted me up again, plopped himself down on one of his massive chairs, and positioned me on his lap so my butt was facing him.

“Wha…” I turned to look at him.

“You’ve been a naughty girl, flaunting that sweet, curvy body of yours in my face all night. So now you need to be spanked.”

Before I had a chance to respond, Josh had lifted my skirt up over my back, exposing my bubble butt in pink, lacy panties.

Pulling the panties down, he fondled my cheeks. “Nice,” he said throatily as he rubbed them. “I love your ass. It’s so firm and round—just begging for a spanking.”

“Ohhh…” the idea sent a little chill through me.

He slapped me lightly at first, and then a little harder. It was delicious. “Mmmm…” I couldn’t help but moan with pleasure as Josh worked my ass like he was a dough master, playfully massaging, squeezing, and slapping. I could feel my thighs jiggling a little, but for once I wasn’t all that concerned about how my naked body looked. “That feels so good,” I murmured.

“Naughty girls love getting spanked, don’t they?” he asked throatily.

“Mmmmhmmm…” I squeezed my ass cheeks together. My bottom felt so warm and tingly. “Do you have presents for me?” I asked in my sexiest tone. I slid off his lap and onto my knees on the floor. Gazing up at him, I unbuckled his wide belt. He lifted himself up a little and helped me to pull his pants and boxer-briefs down. I did a double take as his dick came into view. It was thick, long, and very, very hard.

“Christ! Look what you did babe. You make me so fucking hard!”

“Whew…that’s quite a yule log you have.” I licked my lips as I looked at the hot, throbbing dick in front of my face. I wasn’t sure how much of that long, thick cock I could fit into my mouth…but I was definitely going to find out!