“After all, most girls my age sleep like I do, completely naked and you see us when we are sleeping!!”We both laughed, and I felt my dick starting...to soften as the embarrassment gave way to relief and thoughts of, “what the hell did you almost do there, Santa?” ran through my head. “True, in fact that is why I accepted the whole Santa gig. I wanted to find all the naughty girls and watch them sleep.” I said with a laugh. I figured what the hell; I might as well play along.“Oh, then you know. I thanked him, gathered my purse and left his office. He was stillstanding there with exposed cock, boxers and pants at his ankles. I gavehim a peck on the cheek. I hurried over to the restaurant with my heelsclicking. It was past 9.15 pm and Liz would be done in 45 minutes. I sawher look anxiously at me as I entered. She was ready to leave."It's a slow night and the kitchen is closing. We can leave now." Shegathered her purse and we walked outside."Well?" she asked. "What happened? You took. And, then he made art of her white shimmery pantyhose from around her waist all the way to her ankles putting her feet in instant bondage, but left her matching polka dot panties in a ring around her upper thighs.“Grown women who act like teenage brats get spanked.” “Now, get back over my knee and prepare to get a sound blistering!”He hauled her face down again, lifting the hairbrush even as he noticed that there were indeed red spots on each cheek, clearly visible ovals between the panty lines. I was sure they were picturing it too. Suddenly, John moved directly behind me while Jack took a step forward. With that practiced move, no one outside our little circle could actually see when John reached into my tank top, quickly squeezed each breast, then stroked my nipples so they became visible through the thin fabric barely constraining them. He grinned as he whispered into my ear, "Your breasts are beautiful, Cindy, great nipples." He let that linger a second, then, "You like to show.