I mean, how much is in a pinch?"I couldn't help but giggle at his typically male helplessness when itcame to the kitchen. Yes, it was pretty sexist si...ce there are tons ofmale chefs and I myself used to be male as well, but what can I say, I'dlong since embraced the girl that was me. "It's just that," I told him,"a pinch of whatever between your fingers." Okay," he said with a serious nod, "one down. How many more obscuremeasurements to go?" Oh lots," I told him grandly before laughing and. Was he teasing me, maybe even seducing me? I didn’t know. It was awhile until Jordan came back and said, “Alright, you can see it, but when it’s unleashed, it needs to be sucked, just so you know!” “You can come out to my car after work.” My brain began to swim, light headed and nervous. Is this my chance to live out a fantasy? What if he told everyone? When the end of my shift came, I knew I had to go see him. I knew I wanted to suck cock and that this was perhaps my chance. Walking out to the. She was glad to have Saturday night off, and went out with her friends for a few drinks and dinner at the restaurant in the mall. After a few too many shots, she went over to Santa’s to visit. She waited for the last kid to finish, and then plopped herself down on Santa’s lap.She was playfully flirting with Santa for a minute and said, “Thanks so much for the job, it’s been great making the extra money.”Santa was excited, having an attractive woman sit on his lap after hours of annoying kids.. ” “Of course I am.” My words barely a whisper and I hear his intake of breath at the sound of my voice. I've been so very quiet before now. “Are you touching yourself right now, baby?” His voice is beginning to sound more ragged. “Yes.” Even the single word sounds shaky. “You're doing fine. I'm with you. Keep touching yourself. Can you feel me with you?” “Mhmm,” I sigh. “Alright. I'm semi-erect now, still fully clothed, but I won't allow myself to touch my hard-on just yet. I'm unbuttoning my.