I had a good week so I figured I was all set as starting strong side linebacker and number two tight end. The second tight end was in about a third of...the offensive plays that we ran.We players filed into the bleachers after a short conditioning practice. Coach Boyette and his assistants stood in front of us flanked by boxes of brand new maroon and white jerseys. One of the assistants would pull out a jersey and show the number to Coach Boyette. Coach would check his clipboard and announce. I sat on his lap and Santa asked me if I had been a good girl this year and I whispered in his ear that I had been a very good girl which was pretty much the truth, well good and naughty. At this time I repositioned myself so my leg was touching his inner thigh and with that overflowing Santa suit, no one would be able to tell that my leg was rubbing up against his cock. And when I did this, Santa’s arm reached a little tighter around me and his cheeks got red. When Santa asked me what I. There, silhouetted by the fence was a figure. She took a step back from the doorway and blinked. When she opened her eyes again it was gone. She shuddered again, this time from the chill that ran up her spine and backed into the kitchen, closing and locking the door behind her. Her skin prickled with goosebumps and she could feel her nipples aching in cold little peaks. A last glance out the window assured her that she had imagined the sinister shape and she made her way back up the stairs,. I quickly took out my key and unlocked the door as his hands rubbed, squeezed and pulled my ass. I opened the door and together we fell inside and onto the couch with his feet kicking the door shut behind us. I giggled as he crushed my small body under his before rolling aside. He moved onto the floor and laid on his back with his hands resting on his stomach as he chuckled to himself. I remained on the sofa and as I turned onto my side, I just admired him. I rested my head on my arm and, with.