Page 106 of Tinsel & Chrome

I gauge the crowd, “What are we feeling, ladies?”

“Thanksgiving, he can stuff me with his turkey any day!”

“No! He's Santa and apparently his BIG bag of presents!”

The actual frontrunner was actually Easter. Something about ‘placing his eggs in these baskets.’ I could have gone without hearing that. When he turns around I keep my eyesight face level. He leans in to grab his jacket and I receive yet another kiss on the cheek. “How's that for crowd participation?”

“Whose idea was it for the shorts? You? There's no way...”

He shook his head. “It was Poppy. She said if she was going to allow this, I should give them a good show. Plus she promised a little strip tease in that sexy costume later.” He looks back, I notice an extra sway in her step after she peeks over hershoulder, and he shudders. “I'm so lucky I get to go home with her. And I wanted to say that yes she can fight!” He laughed.

Anyway, he turns back and takes a final bow.

Now the dilemma, do I let Bubba go then pray for Demon to behave or get the debauchery over with? I knew he could end up being the crowd favorite. Women love an unhinged, feral man.

I clear my throat, “Ladies, as a reminder the pre-orders are now available. They make great stocking stuffers! We'll take a ten minute intermission before continuing, help yourself to the concession stand, those proceeds go back to the theater! Still to come, a true silver fox and a sexual madman. Interpret as you will.” The ladies hoot and holler as I head backstage. Although incredibly sexy, my feet were already tired.

“Looks like the missus could use a nice... deep...massage.” Bubba's deep voice rasped in my ear. I could feel his breath and the warmth of his presence but he wouldn't touch me.

Tease. I decided to rile him up my own way.

“Mhmm, nice...and deep. All over, too... inside and out.” I purred and he swallowed hard.

Before things got too far, Demon approached us. “Hey Sam, who's going next? I need to get in the zone!” He's hopping around like a boxer shadow boxing.

Well, no going back now.

“Bubba is. I figure you and your holiday thong could end it with a bang.”

Then his face fell. “I'm not wearing any underwear! I was just going to whip it round in my pants to showcase the goods while they ride dangerously low on my hips. Aww man!” He huffed. It's almost as if I told him there was no Christmas.

I reach into my bra and pull out his underwear. “I did the laundry and saw it when I was putting your clothes away after you left. Give them what they paid for.” I toss it toward him.

He gave me a look, “Do you know how weird it is to know my thong was in your bra?” He holds it like it was used.

“It was between my bra and the dress, not touching my tits whatsoever.”

He sighed in relief. Out of all the stuff he does, that was his breaking point? I almost laughed.

I look to my man, “Ready, Mr. Claus?”

“Ready to unwrap you.”

I step from his grasp. “Behave!”

The ladies are even louder when I return. “How are we doing? Did we get those pre-orders in? My girls are back there tallying votes for the months you want to see my boys in.”

“What about our sexy Mrs. Claus?” Someone shouts. I chuckle, “The ladies are toying with the idea of a calendar but we don't...”

Instant applause for the idea, I look around and they all seem game. Why not?

“If we do, we'll hold another event like this, perhaps in bikinis? But you have to pledge double what you pledge here. Deal?”

“Yeah!” They seemed to like that idea. We’d definitely collect more than the boys.

I signal for them to quiet down. “Now, usually I wouldn't allow this handsome gentleman out of my sight but for charity I'm willing to give you guys a little taste of the North Pole. Give it up for our silver fox Santa Claus...Lucifer!”

I chuckle when he comes out and turns around, Bad to the Bone playing, he looks back and the crowd gets louder even though they cannot see him. He finally turns around to reveal his top open and tattooed chest on full display. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cigar. He lights it then starts down the walkway.

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