The Christmas Party - Sex Stories

The Christmas Party

Christmas parties. I hate them. At our office they are mandatory, which isn't very fair if you ask me. Why be forced into something you don't want to do just for the sake of "office relations"? If only the high-ups knew what kind of relations were going on, they might change their minds. When I take my boss' job, which I will one day, I will stop the parties being mandatory. They have this thing where they choose a male and female to be "sexy" Santa's. This year my friend Wendy, was chosen as the female Santa. She was overjoyed because she really loves things like this. Watching her giggle every time someone whispers, what I can only guess is "sexy" things in her ear, has me suppressing a smile. She looks over at me and gives a wave. I wink at her and give her the thumbs up. I head over to the drinks table and get another drink. If I have to endure this, I'm not doing it sober. Ten minutes later she takes a break and heads over to join me. "Cheer up, Tess. It's not the end of the world." "God I wish it was." "You've not had enough to drink yet." She beams at me and heads away to grab us a drink. I look around the room. People are having a great time, dancing, laughing and drinking. Well, except the couple in the corner arguing, but then there's always one. I'm so glad I'm single and have no drama. It's been six months since I parted ways with Dean. He left his job and we haven't spoken since. It's nothing to do with our 'break up'. More to do with the fact he was only a ...

... temp and moved on. I think of him from time to time but mostly I'm happy to be single. Wendy returns with the drinks in hand. "Can't you at least try to have fun?" she asks me. "No. Not really." "C'mon, Tess, look, why don't you go sit on Santa's lap and tell him what you'd like for Christmas?" I look over at Mr "sexy" Santa. He has the girl on his lap giggling away like we're in high school. "Yeah, I don't think so, Wendy." "No. C'mon it'll be fun!" I highly doubt it, but she begins dragging me towards him anyway. I down my drink before we get there and place the glass on a near-by table. "You owe me a drink for this!" I say, as I step in front of him and wait for Giggles to get off his knee. She reluctantly gets off his knee and he says, "Next." I just stand there not wanting to step up but Wendy shoves me from behind giving me no choice. I hesitate but sit down anyway. "Hey there, tell Santa your name." I roll my eyes. "Tess." I say. "Well Tess, tell Santa what'd you like for Christmas." "Seriously, with the Santa?" He smiles. "Tell Nick what'd you like then." I laugh. "Nick? Seriously?" "Yup." "I don't want anything." He doesn't say anything so I look at him. He is looking right at me. ' Wow ' is all I can think. He has amazing eyes. Green with the thickest, blackest eyelashes I have ever seen on a man. No wonder he has all the girls giggling. "Come on, you must want something." he asks "I'm on the naughty list, so I won't be getting anything." I pout my lips for dramatic ...