Any similarities to any person living, dead, undead, fictional, et. al is purely coincidental. This is my first story. Critiques are welcome.We all ne...d a little extra money this holiday season. So for some extra cash, I became a mall Santa. Took the course, rented my costume, ho ho ho I'm ready to go. All I have to do is sit for a few hours, have some cuties sit on my lap, listen to their wish lists and smile for the camera. Simple enough. Plus I can cop a few feels every now and then. Yes. I'm not sure if it was her sloppy mouth, the effort that she made or the culmination of things, but if there was a little more privacy or if I had a few more beers I would have put her up against the wall and fucked her right there. My brain was beginning to reconsidering my plans with her, but attraction aside, I had a feeling that she could be a post coital hassle. She'd spoken so bitterly of past relationships and their ongoing effects that I couldn't help but see a theme of difficulty in. She also began to talk about a college at work more and more called Steve. I thought nothing of it at first, but it became more and more annoying to hear his name, especially around the dinner table with the girls. I got more suspicious when she told me she had to go away for the weekend with Steve to a conference. She never had to do this before and I wasn’t aware of any promotion. So I decided to follow her and see what she was up to for the weekend. I got my sister too look after the girls. Each of the girls was using an unmarked security car with the police package and since the covered parking area had been finished, an assigned parking spot to make everything easier. Jenny used her state car for everything.The up-fitters were doing all kinds of things to the cars; heaver shocks, approved high-speed tires and other performance enhancements. By the time we got to the split, we were in a convoy running well over a hundred with the lights on. The girls had listened well; we were.