Page 7 of Christmas D*ck

Chapter 4

“You ready to do this?”he asked through clenched teeth.

With my hand tightly gripping the root of his throbbing shaft, I stepped from the elevator. Without many options to do otherwise, he, of course, followed closely. With wide eyes and wearing a cheesy grin, Kaci was one step behind him.

Sloshing wine as I took backward steps, I led him away from the elevator. Standing in a corridor that resembled the one we’d just left, I took a cautionary glance over each shoulder.

The glass doors that led to the adjoining space were closed, and the office beyond them was dark and unoccupied. Short of a decorative table and a picture placed opposite the elevators – and the three of us – the foyer was empty.

It was definitely not a prime place – or situation – for sex. Nonetheless, I released his cock and put my hands against my hips.

“Ready?” I asked, taking a quick glance at his twitching dick. “I am if you are.”

My response no more than passed my lips, and he grabbed my shoulders and spun me halfway around. Now facing Kaci, I stared at her in wonder. Santa’s hand pressed against the middle of my upper back, forcing me to bend over.

He flipped my dress over my waist. As I stood in front of him bare-assed and confused, his boot kicked against the inside edge of each of my heels, forcing me to widen my stance.

“Spread those legs, or this might hurt,” he said.

Still clenching half a glass of wine in one hand, and now facing Kaci, I searched her face for answers, affirmation that I’d made a good decision, anything…

Before she could provide any means of reassurance, the sound of Dick’s voice thundered through the silence.

“Hold her shoulders,” he growled.

Kaci eyes shot to him.

“Grab her shoulders,” he demanded. “Keep her from falling over.”

Kaci met my gaze. She offered an apologetic widening of her eyes and a shoulder shrug. Quite certain that my bold mouth got me into some serious trouble, I watched as she set her purse and wine on the floor in front of me.

Obviously interested in participating in the awkward three-way, she slipped my purse’s strap over my arm, and then gripped my shoulders firmly.

“Okay,” she said cheerily. “I’ve got her.”

He wedged his hand between my upper thighs.

I spread my feet a little further apart.

Then, without warning, he forced a finger inside me. It felt divine. My eyes fell closed.

He added another, causing me to suck an uneven breath.

My drunken decision making had placed me in some odd sexual situations in the past. Once, I fucked a stranger in the back seat of a taxi. Then, there was the time in college when I let one of Kappa Sig’s finest add a fraternity brother to the mix, and fucked them both until the rising sun brought me to my senses.

Being fucked in a public hallway in the same building as my company’s Christmas party – while a subordinate employee steadied my shoulders – however, would undoubtedly take the prize for being the most awkward sexual situation of my life.

Convinced if my eyes were cinched closed that what was happening wasn’t actually happening, I held them shut.

His fingers worked in and out of my wetness with ease. Grateful that he had oversized digits – and fearing what was next – I let my drunken mind drift away while I focused on the frantic finger-fucking he was giving me.

After an intense session of finger-sex, he began to mumble and shift around. Before I could agree, object, or even open my eyes in wonder, his fingers slid free of my confines. Then, the pressure of his massive cock being forced into me caused my eyes to shoot open.

I looked up. Kaci’s gaze met mine. Her mouth was twisted into an awkward grin.

“He’s huge,” she whispered.

He pushed a few more inches of his thickness into me, all but bringing me to a premature climax in the process.