“I don’t know,” Tom said.
“It’s worth a shot.”Randall kissed him hard, deep.They were making up for their chaste night, and Tom could never resist those big hands and firm lips taking control of his body.
In precious seconds, Randall was unzipping Tom’s pants and taking his hard cock in his warm mouth.
“Fuck,” Tom gasped out.He glanced out both front windows to make sure no shoppers were coming up.
Randall took him to the base.His warm, full lips sucked his dick.His Santa Hat bobbed up and down.Tom jutted his hips up, and Randall managed to tap a slicked-up finger on his ass.Tom had to give him credit for being so efficient.
“Yes.Yes,” Tom whispered.He stopped playing lookout.His eyes could no longer focus.
He filled Randall’s mouth with come with four seconds left to spare.
Tom sprinted through the parking lot and got into The Décor Store exactly as his break ended.He put on his apron and immediately stepped behind the register to ring up a growing line of customers.He wondered when he and Randall would see each other next.Randall was leaving in two weeks, onto his next adventure, and like Kirsten said, Tom had to make the most of this small but distinct window of opportunity.He just had to make sure that these pesky feelings brewing inside him stayed locked up.This was Christmas, not Valentine’s Day.The holiday was about indulging yourself and doing things you’ll regret in January.
CHAPTER11
Closing and opening back-to-back was never easy.Tom didn’t get out of work until eleven last night, and today he had to be there at eight-thirty to open.He picked up the largest cup of coffee Dunkin Donuts was legally allowed to sell him and sipped it in the car.There was already a line out the front doors at South Wing to see Santa.He glared at the men and women in line, most of them without children.They were keeping actual kids from meeting Santa.Why did they have to lose their minds over the one guy who wanted to hang out and have sex with Tom?
Can’t you people just watch porn?!
Between the Santa creepers, as Tom called them, and the new Décor Store Julie fanatics, the morning flew by for Tom.He barely had a second to catch his breath.Antonio milled about the store before eventually taking lead on the register when things got busy.
“Do you have any of these extra candle sconces in the back?”An older woman in a pink parka asked Tom.
“We do not.What’s on our floor is what we have for candle holders and sconces.”
“Hmmm.How many people would you say have touched these sconces?”
“I…I don’t know.”Tom thought he’d heard every question in the book from customers, but every single day, they continued to surprise him with a new humdinger.
“Ballpark estimate.How many people, employees and customers, do you think have touched them?I don’t like buying things that are covered in germs.”
“You can clean it.There are cleaning instructions on the tag.”
“You should really be selling these in boxes, not loose for anyone to leave their DNA on.”
Tom didn’t know why, but his mind instantly went to somebody jizzing on the sconce.“You can order the sconce online.It’ll be shipped in a box.It’s free shipping over fifty dollars.”
She narrowed her eyes at him.“Well, you just have an answer for everything, don’t you?”And then she left.
Just another day in retail.
The pink parka lady stopped just before the store detectors and gawked at Randall, who was coming in.Dressed in his Santa costume, he would’ve elicited stares normally, but this being the Hot Mall Santa, it was like time stopped.
He came up to Tom.
“Hey, wanted to say hi.”Randall looked around and smiled awkwardly at the gawking customers.“Are you free for dinner Thursday night?”
That was two days away and a mental check of his schedule showed Tom he was off by eight that night.
“Sure.”
“Cool.”He slipped Tom a note with his phone number.“It’s crazy in here, so I’ll let you get back to work.”
“Cool,” Tom said, still focused on the audience they had.
“Merry Christmas to all!”Randall yelled out to the onlookers in a great Santa impression as he left.
