"You're wearing pants and a shirt, which is for guys, not girls." I guess so, but," she said."It's a double standard and I really, really enjoy wearin... a dress,don't you?" Not really," she said. "But you look very nice. It looks good on you." Thanks so much, its nice of you to say so," I said.I finished filling my gas tank and drove out of the station, excitedabout the trip ahead. I hoped to get several spankings and give manyblow jobs along the way.THE FIRST OF MANY SPANKINGS AND BLOW JOBSA. I had my head down studying my work diary and, with my phone pressed to my ear, was desperately trying to pacify a furious client about his delivery being delayed when I heard my door open and close. I didn't look up at once and when I finally managed to throw the receiver back into it's cradle I had forgotten my visitor and so I got quite a surprise when I heard;"G'day Boss. Got any work going?"When I looked up it was to see a large, in fact very large, man standing with his cap in hand. .. that’s ok because we may be running a little late too.Dan finished his eggs and got up to leave for work. While he was getting his coat and computer I thought about how deceitful I am. Here’s my faithful and dependable husband going off to work while thinking that I’m having lunch with a female friend and an afternoon of girl stuff. My God, what have I become? It would kill him if he knew that I will be having lunch with two black business men and afterwards one of these men will be. Any similarities to any person living, dead, undead, fictional, et. al is purely coincidental. This is my first story. Critiques are welcome.We all need 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.