I led him to the dance floor and positioned us so that the scant early evening crowd could see. I wanted them to see, and I wanted to see them looking... I felt admiring eyes on me as I danced and jiggled, my breasts wobbling in my dress, my ass, less firm and a little heavier than I would like, shaking unbound by undergarments. They would know, watching me. And it was almost all men, sitting at their dark tables and booths. I eyed the hallway as we turned. I wanted a few, but not too many, an. The look of horrific terror on the young mans face and agonizing grimaced as Harry's cock sunk deep into the young mans rectum. Th boy's mouth opened in an ear splitting scream as Harry's obscenely huge cock pushed up into his anal cavity. The young man clawed at the carpet with his fingers dragging Harry as Harry hunched deep into the howling boys anus. "HELP, SOME BODY HELP ME, HE'S KILLING ME HELP. TAKE IT OUT, PLEASE TAKE IT OUT YOU'RE SLITTING MY BUTT OPEN." I could not help but get. I proceeded in the basement, where the Santa outfit was hidden. I grabbed the boots, the pants, the false tummy, the jacket, the beard, the glasses and the hat. I looked at her, and she seemed lost in her thoughts once again. Anyways, I thought she had already seen a guy in boxers before, so I started to put the suit. I undressed, and then she realized she was looking at me. She gasped, said she was sorry. I said I didn’t mind. ‘I guess it’s not your dream to be seen naked by a women my age,’. It had been almost a year since her last visit, and she planned a couple of extra days, because, she said, she wanted to make sure she got a chance to see and talk with everyone.We had flirted a lot on her previous trips, and on the phone and over Instant Messaging as well. But, she is married and so am I, so I didn't think anything would ever come of it. We had an after-work beer-call at a local brewery last night. It's a great little place, lots of great beers, some decent food, and a large.