Page 54 of Single Girl Rules: HoHoHo

“Okay,” said Ash. “Here goes nothing…” She started walking towardsSanta.

And as she did, Slavanka and I each reached out and grabbedone end of her ribbon suit.

With her next step, the entire thing unraveled.

“Oh fuck,” she hissed and tried to hold it in place. But itwas too late. The ribbon was already in a pile on the floor, leaving her innothing but her striped boots and white gloves. She froze mid-step. “You guys! Myoutfit! What do I do?”

“Just keep walking!” I said. “Don’t make it weird. Heprobably won’t even notice.”

Sober Ash never would have done it. She would have lost hermind and thrown her naked self right through the giant glass window behind the sleighs.But drunk Ash? She fucking went for it.

“Merry Christmas, Ash,” boomed Santa as she approached.

“Merry Christmas, Santa,” she whispered.

It felt a little late for her to act shy given that she wasbare ass naked. But whatever.

Santa wasn’t doing much to hide his eyes trailing down Ash’snaked body.

Please plow my friend, Santa.

“Have you been naughty or nice this year?” he asked her.

She paused at the steps in front of his throne. “Ummm…nice. Definitelynice.”

“You hesitated,” he said. “Come here.”

She walked up the steps and Santa couldn’t keep his eyes offher swaying hips.

Please, oh please fuck her, Santa.I could tell hewanted to. And I swear he’d already felt hard when I sat on his lap. He was avery naughty boy.

“Do you know what I think?” Santa asked.

Ash shook her head.

“I’ve been watching your every move. I see you when you’resleeping. I see you when you’re awake. And I think you’re usually nice. But youcan be very naughty when you want to be.” He put his black-leather-gloved fingerson the center of her chest and slowly trailed them down between her breasts anddown her stomach. “Like the way you used to lick your candy canes? Verynaughty, Ash.” His fingers paused beneath her bellybutton. “So tell me. How areyou feeling right now? Nice?” His hand moved a fraction of an inch lower. “Ornaughty?” He rubbed his gloved finger along her slit.

She moaned and I swear the girl almost fell over from onetouch.

“Oh, Ash.” Santa slid one of his gloved fingers inside ofher.

At least, I thought he did, because Ash moaned.

“You’re getting my gloves all wet. That’s very naughty.”

I pressed my thighs together. The friction of his leather gloveswould feel so good.

“I don’t need to ask you what you want,” he said and let hishand fall away from her skin. “Your list was very clear.” He stood up andunbuckled his belt. And somehow that made the rest of his outfit drop to thefloor. His thick cock was wrapped in shiny red paper with a nice little bow ontop.

“Santa!” gasped Ash. She paused at the steps in front of histhrone.

“Is this not what you wished for?”

“No,” she said. “It is.” She looked back at us and mouthed, “OHMY GOD.”

I waved her on. “Go get your present, girl!”

Ash turned back to face Santa.

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