I remember one day when I was still on the toy line, I wanted to talk to the fat man. I snuck off the line and went up to his office. Judy, the elf that I would later catch Santa with, was his secretary back then. She’s such a hot little number. Deep red hair, the color of dying embers, cascaded down her tiny back. Her green, doe-like eyes, looked up as I walked into the room. My eyes went down to her full, round, and yet perky boobs.
“Hey Willie, my eyes are up here, you know,” she said pointing at her face.
My eyes never left the cleavage that was showing out of dress. “I’m not here to see you, baby,” I said with a grin, “I want to talk to the old man.”
“Well he’s not in right now.”
“Where is he?”
Judy replied, “He and the wife went to that nudist retreat for the week. Didn’t you read the memo?”
I snorted, “Please, I’ve got better things to do. Like snoop around his office, for starters.”
Judy leapt up and barricaded the door with her body, “No way are you going in there mister! I know they don’t call you Wicked Willie for nothing.”
I pressed myself up against her warm, soft body, “They don’t call me Wee Willie either. Want to find out why?”
“You’re so nasty.” She said and pushed me away, “Besides, Hermy is in charge while Santa is gone and he’ll be back from his lunch break any minute.”
I took out a bit of the Pixie dust and dropped a grain my head and then on hers. The clock that had been ticking away in the office was suddenly silent. The sounds from the factory floor had ceased. The exotic fish in the aquarium had frozen in place.
Judy looked around in shock and then looked at me, “You son of a bitch! How did you get your hands on Santa’s dust?”
“My secret. Now I’m going to look around Santa’s office. You want to take a peek?”
A wicked grin spread over Judy’s face, and I knew she was in. We opened the door and walked over to the big oaf’s desk. I started to rummage through the desk drawers, while Judy worked the file cabinets.
After a while I asked Judy if she found anything. “Not much,” she responded, “just a half empty bottle of Jack Daniels and a bag of weed. How about you?”
“I ain’t found shit.” I said as I open the last drawer. “Wait a second…Ha ha ha! Look at this.” I held up a magazine that had a picture of an ugly naked female elf standing next to a reindeer on the cover. “Fucking reindeer porn!”
“Oh ick!” screamed Judy.
I leafed through the magazine and then tossed it aside, “Hey Judy, ever wanted to fuck on top of the old guy’s desk?”
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