Page 37 of A Reindeer Wish for Love
Opening the door I headed for a stall.When I tried to close the door to the stall, Mason pushed it in.He glanced at me.“Aren’t you going to give me a chance to explain?”
“What now?”
“I left for California thinking I would be back in a week.That’s how long I thought my divorce would take, however, because of all the property I had, and April and I were married in California over ten years, the divorce became more complicated.I had my work and my divorce to concentrate on, and I tried to send a message by Halifax to get in touch with you and to tell you when I would be home and to wait for me.”
“I didn’t get that message,” I said dryly.I knew why Halifax didn’t send it to me.I had been a threat to his business, and he knew how Mason felt about me.
“I know now you’ve moved on, because you had a date for the party.”I let him think what he wanted, because I didn’t hear what I needed to hear from him.
“After six months of working day and night and trying to hold on to my fortune, I had a mild heart attack, and I was confined to bed, and that’s when I got a private nurse and her son was a boy who dressed as a female.I think you call them trans.You have to believe me.”He placed his hands to my face, and I leaned into his palms.
“I don’t want to lose you, Clay.I never wanted to lose you.That night we had together, I knew you were the man I loved, and if you still want an older man with a heart problem, then here I am.”
“Can you have sex,” I asked.Not that it was important, but it could be.I wanted him and I didn’t want to lose him because of a sexual reason.I knew we could fill our lives and experiment with what would work for the both of us, because the feelings we had for each other were strong.
“The doctors said I can.I just haven’t wanted to, until now.”
“Turn around and take off that suit,” I moaned from anticipation.I unzipped Santa and it fell to the floor.That was easy.
“You’re not wearing underwear,” I noticed.
“Does it bother you?”Mason said.
“The only thing that bothers me is...have you had anyone else,” I said, as if I was a jealous lover, and I was.I didn’t want anyone having what I’d enjoyed.
“No.It’s been only you.I’ve been recuperating where I can be with you the way you like and the way I enjoyed.Did I tell you when you made love to me it was the best I’d ever experienced in my life, and so hot,” he said, craning his neck to the left.
“Yes, but how much hotter is it going to be in this stall when I enter you.”Before dropping my reindeer suit, I reached inside the pocket and there was a condom.Marty had prepared me for what I didn’t know would occur, but he forgot the lube.
I spat on my fingers and placed it along the ridges of Mason’s hole and pushed in.“You feel like the first time I entered you.No one has been there,” I moaned with pleasure from the sensation of his ring of muscles opening and closing on my fingers.
Mason’s body had tightened up, and he laid his hands on the wall and braced himself for what I would do to him next.
After tearing the condom packet with my teeth, I slid it on and with my hands, I placed them on Mason’s nipples.I pinched them and his head rested on the wall and he gyrated his butt against my covered cock.“That’s good, keep doing that, baby,” I moaned.The harder I pinched and pulled at his nipples, the more he groaned with pleasure.
“I didn’t know how much I missed this, Clay.Tell me you love me, because I do love you.”
“I thought you knew how much, Mason.”
“Say it.I need to hear it.”
I pushed my length into his hole, and I whispered in his ear as he groaned.“I love you, Mason, and no one will have this but me, because you’re mine from this day forward.”
That was all it took, for me to hear his words, and for Mason to cum.His breathing was hard, and I was happy it didn’t last longer for his sake and mine.
I shot my hips forward, and drove deep inside, and my orgasm followed soon after.I laid against his back, my hard cock buried inside him, my fingers like vice on his taut nipples and his palms still jerking his cock.
“Don’t take it out, Clay, I’m having another climax.”
Then we heard someone bang on the door, and say, “These restrooms were open before.I thought I saw that reindeer and handsome Santa enter, but didn’t come out.Do you think anything happened to them?”
“I don’t know,” a voice said I didn’t recognize, “We’d better get the janitor to open the door.”
We hurried and pulled up our costumes and washed up before the janitor opened the door and raised an eyebrow.Perhaps he remembered us from last year.
When we sauntered out together unapologetic, Mason said to me, “We’re leaving.I’m dropping off Mrs.Santa at his boyfriend’s apartment, and we’re sleeping in a renovated redesigned master bedroom just for you and me.”
“Who sent the invitation?”I had to know.
