I hated them. Both. Jolly Old St. Nicholas should love all children, but these two deserved a special place in hell. I doubt that you would have disagreed with me. But I am getting ahead of myself. First, the back story: For the past 11 years, I have worked as a professional Santa. People always assume that I "fell into the job" because I naturally loo...
Claire hadn't had a date in nine months but stayed occupied with her girlfriends. They had an unofficial women scorned club of sorts and spent two nights a week at one of their houses drinking fruit and liquor concoctions. The recipes for these were courtesy of her best friend Layna who fancied herself an innovative but unofficial bartender. Tonight was sp...
It was Christmas Eve and Dave was spending it with Amy. It was snowy and cold and the wind was whipping against the house, swirling the snow flakes as they fell. Amy was wrapped up in Dave's arms, snug in bed. They lay quietly, half asleep when there was a noise and they heard someone coming down the hallway, causing them to bolt upright. Framing the doorwa...
Richard started working as Santa at age 19. It seems like a young age, but no one else in the town would volunteer at the local mental institution. The job was fun, not only because he loved working with kids, but these children were special. Each one formed some magical attraction to the man in the red suit, no matter if they were three or thirty. Richard r...
Christmas was fast approaching and the whole town was getting ready. Everyone was putting up Christmas trees and lights. With the snow that had fallen everything had a holiday feel to it. It was the Saturday two weeks before Christmas and Carsons General was a busy place. Carsons was the main store in this small mid western town. They had a little bit of eve...
As tradition, my wife Emily began bugging me about attending her annual Christmas Party. Working for an advertising agency, her company always had some type of weird non-traditional theme. For example, last year the firm had a Christmas Vacation theme where everyone was wearing beach attire and drinking margarita cider. As usual, my wife told me that this pa...
Kelly walked into the mall near her dorm and waited for the doors to close behind her, shutting out the biting wind. She wrinkled her nose at the slushy mess just inside the doors and tried to avoid getting her boots soaked. The mall was getting ready to close, so the crowd was rushing against her as she walked deeper inside. She got disapproving glares fro...
I left work early that day hoping to surprise Jeanie, my wife, with an early Christmas "gift." I figured we could spend part of the afternoon in bed, then head out for some Christmas shopping and a nice dinner. The shopping center van parked in my driveway made me a little apprehensive, but I went ahead and parked my car on the street. Quietly closing my car...
I got a job working as a mall Santa at the local mall during the Christmas shopping season one year. It had been a real shitty year for me. My wife of almost twenty years left me for a younger man, I lost my other job due to layoffs and, on top of all that, my doctor diagnosed me with high blood pressure (gee, I wonder why?). So believe me when I say the las...
Here I was, Doris Opening, all one hundred and thirty pounds of me, sitting on Santa's knee. If that wasn't enough I was wearing a fuzzy white sweater tight against my 36C boobs, a short tartan skirt, fishnet stockings and high heels. Weird as I felt Santa was even more blown away. I was here only because the alternative was going to be worse. I had drawn th...