"Now, my dear, remember. No sweets until later," Santa voiced."Of course, Santa. No sweets until later," Rachyl coyly replied.Walking arm in arm up to...the door, the two made quite the couple. Rachyl's beauty obscured Santa's rotund physique. Her hair truly glowed with a gilded aura, her eyes twinkling with ravenous appetite as she looked up at Santa's face.I removed my robe, wrapped it around Rachyl's shoulders and stood there in awe. She lifted on her toes, reached up to Santa's face, drew him. “Megan?”When I turned to look, she was red-faced, but made no move to leave.“You do know there’s an intercom?” I asked.“Peggy must have forgotten to tell me. Uh, breakfast is almost ready.”Peggy was a bad girl, and I might have to spank her cute little bottom. Thinking about that caused someone to wake up and begin to stretch out. I jumped out of bed and made a dash to the bathroom before it got interesting. Megan worked for me, and while the little pixie of a girl was cute in her bespectacled,. The small band of fabric on the thong barely covered my ass. His eyes and cock bulged. I did a little twirl in front of him, letting him squeeze my butt as he ogled me. "My wife would never wear anything like this. She says lingerie is for sluts." I laughed and rolled my eyes, "Well, I am a slut." "Yes, you're my little slut." My insides fluttered; no man had ever called me his slut. I quickly and eagerly knelt between his knees. I rested my hand on his leg for a moment, my eyes asking for. She went from giggling to laughing. “I admire your boldness.” He smiled at her comment.The drove off, grabbed some food, and headed back home. Kera admitted she had been really down lately and told Matt that he made her day a little brighter. As they pulled up to his house in his usual parking spot he walked her up to her front door. “You want to come in and hang out?” he nodded his head and told her why not. As he headed inside, he couldn’t help but admire the house, it was old fashioned but.