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by Sharie Silva
Description: On a Holiday shopping trip to the mall, Evelyn is mortified when her friends dare her to sit on Santa's lap. Until?she notices Santa's sexy "helper". When he asks her out, Evelyn is thrilled at her chance for a hot holiday encounter. Will she get the gift she longs for with a bit of Christmas magic along the way? Find out in this festive erotic tale that is sure to provide a whole new meaning to the words, "Naughty" and "Nice"
eBook Publisher: Eternal Press/Damnation Books LLC, 2008 2008
eBookwise Release Date: December 2008
8 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [39 KB]
Reading time: 18-26 min.
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
"You lose!" Carrie shouted in Evelyn's face. Carrie's voice didn't travel far over the din of holiday shoppers and blaring Christmas carols, but it was far enough for Evelyn to hear her, and blush.
Beside them, Georgia and Andrea burst out laughing.
"Okay then. Who?" Evelyn asked. This is the last time I bet them anything.
With a wicked grin on her face, Carrie turned slowly in a circle, surveying the mall crowd. Evelyn's gaze followed as she prayed for someone cute. If she had to flirt with someone, she wanted a chance for a date and not a loser she'd have to dodge for the next few weeks--like last time.
Carrie's attention lingered on three sweet looking guys sitting at a table. They laughed and cut up as they sipped at their sodas. For a moment, Evelyn's hopes rose but then Carrie moved on.
"Him." An evil laugh followed Carrie's proclamation.
All three of the other girls turned to see who she pointed at: A short fat man sitting on a glitter covered throne, surrounded by fake snow and excited children. He wore a red velvet coat and matching pants, both trimmed with snowy ermine fur.
"Santa? You've got to be shitting me!"
"Ho, Ho, Ho!"
The deep tone of Santa's voice seemed to travel through the noisy mall, straight to Evelyn and her friends.
"What are you gonna say when he asks if you've been naughty or nice?" Andrea asked, doubling over in laughter.
"Please, Santa, give me some of your candy cane." Georgia thrust her hips forward suggestively several times.
"No way," Evelyn turned to leave, "this is a stupid idea."
Carrie grabbed her arm. "You're only saying that because you lost."
"She can't handle an old man!" Georgia taunted.
"It's your chance to find out if Rudolph has a big dick." Everyone, including Evelyn laughed at Andrea's comment.
"I haven't sat in Santa's lap since I was six." Evelyn said.
"So it's been fifteen years," Andrea commented. "It's been that long for all of us."
"Sixteen here," Georgia said.
Carrie piped up, "Eighteen."
Carrie's cell phone rang. She flipped her hair back with a flick of her head as she pushed the answer button. Placing it to her ear she said, "Hello? Oh, hi! Nah. We're at the mall. Evelyn's too chicken to sit on Santa's lap. Yeah, that's her."
Evelyn grabbed the phone and closed it, cutting off the call.
"Hey!" Carrie grabbed at it but missed.
Evelyn slipped the cell into her jeans pocket, "All right. I'll do it. But you won't get the phone back until I'm done." She pointed her manicured finger at Georgia next, "No pics. Understand?"
Andrea and Georgia both nodded.
Evelyn waited at the end of the line, letting the kids go first. When her turn came, she shouldered past a hunk of a guy wearing green tights, a thigh-length tunic and elf boots. God his legs look sexy. Evelyn looked into his face for a moment and realized the hunky elf had gorgeous green eyes framed by long dark lashes. She quickly looked away.
Santa's helper rolled his eyes and sniggered. Ignoring him, Evelyn took the steps up onto the platform where Santa awaited with a sparkle in his eye.