All I Want... (A Christmas Story)

by Pars001

Tags: Ma/Fa, Magic, Heterosexual, Fiction,

Desc: : Christmas wasn't his thing, neither was she then he was roped into a job he really couldn't refuse. Could things get any worse? Then again could things get better?

Ten days to go ‘til Christmas, John Griffin just shook his head. Standing aside he watched as the happy and joyous people went by. Happy and joyous yeah right! My ass he thought! None of these chumps had any idea of what they were doing. God, as he watched another throng of people go by; what a bunch of suckers!

Just then the CEO of the company walked up behind him, “Hello John, lot of people moving through the store I see. That merchandising trick you came up with was sheer genius!” John smiled might as well be nice to this one he was the boss, for now. “You can expect a big bonus this year for this John! I made sure of that.”

“Thank you Mr. Allen, I appreciate that. Uh, is it ok if I miss the Christmas party this year? I have a lot of stuff to do.” John asked.

“No, I’m afraid not, this is a time for the family of this corporation to join together. No, I’m afraid that attendance is mandatory. Besides you might meet a nice girl there!” Mr. Allen said as he elbowed John slightly.

John faked a smile as Mr. Allen walked off, a woman? Christ that was all he needed was a hateful, vindictive, greed driven, blood sucking creature that loved to torture. Shaking his head he was better off alone, he was damn sure a hell of a lot happier. Plus he had a lot more money that wasn’t wasted on a female. Just then two beautiful, young women walked by smiling at John, only to have him scowl at them.

He could hear them gasp then move away, “My god what’s up with him?” The tall, skinny blonde said.

“Oh, that’s John Griffin, Mr. Personality. I hear he really doesn’t like people, women in particular.” Her friend another slender though brunette office worker said. “I have heard rumors that he was hurt...” Then to John their voices were mercifully cut off as they went around a corner.

Damn it! He was going to slug Gino the office temp when he saw him. Then a wry smile crossed his face, then again it was keeping people in the office away from him. The first true smile he’d worn in weeks appeared as he thought, ‘damn I might have to buy him a beer! He just might have done me a favor running his mouth!’ Sighing he might as well get ready for the party, damn it this sucked! He hated gatherings, crowds hell the brunette was right he hated people!

Sighing John shook his head then looked at his watch, he had an hour ‘til the party. Taking the elevator to the top of the building John thought maybe he could hit the bar, get drunk and get sent home. As the elevator doors open John instantly knew he should have waited. Mr. Allen was there with a man in a red suit, bent over a waste paper basket, puking his guts out.

“I’m sorry Tim,” the man said after he gasped a lungful of air. “There’s no way that I can. I’m afraid I’m just too sick.”

“Oh god,” the CEO exclaimed. “We have to have a Santa Claus! Can the temp company send one Chris?”

“Not at this late juncture, I believe they are booked up ‘til Christmas Eve.” The one called Chris said.

Sighing, the CEO threw his arms up, “What am I going to do? We have to have a Santa for the party. Almost all of the staff has children.” Looking up The CEO spotted John at the elevator doors.

When John saw Mr. Allen look over he groaned inwardly no! Walking to the two men John automatically started, “No sir Mr. Allen, you really don’t want me as your Santa!”

“I don’t see why not, you’ve got a great head for business. This is just an extension of the season’s business.” John looked at the CEO with a questioning look. “Think of it like this, you ... are perpetuating the ideal of a benevolent man giving presents to children.” John’s eyes started to shine as he ran the scenario through his mind. “These children in turn want things, things that their parents buy them to say they are from said benevolent man.”

“I think I see where you are going Mr. Allen sir. Thing is I have to be happy and Jolly, two things that do not go together well with my persona,” John was trying to explain to Mr. Allen.

“Hmmmm I see well, let’s see. Perhaps you could think that you have just secured the most lucrative, successful deal ever. An advertising blitz that will never be equaled by anyone else but you; a deal that will make you a legend in the field, a household name to all, and one that you could write your own ticket to whatever you desired.” Mr. Allen was saying.

The whole time John was starting to actually smile bigger and bigger. Not the fake one he put on everyday but an actual genuine smile. “When you put it that way I just might be able to do it.”

“Good, though the only thing is you have to work with a helper.” Mr. Allen said as John’s eyes narrowed, so far this hadn’t been bad ‘til now.

“Mr. Allen you know I work alone. No sir I don’t think...” John started.

“Look John I need you on this. Don’t make me have to rethink my choice to keep you after the holidays. You can be an asset to this company or you can go by the way side. Now what’s it going to be?” Mr. Allen stated.

John sighed he did enjoy this job, he’d crushed several to get here. That was something he’d thoroughly enjoyed. “Alright I guess I can work with him.”

The one called Chris looked up and said, “oh no son. It’s a she. The children respond better with a female. Just think of it as another business tactic. Kind of like sex appeal attracts but sex sells.”

John stood there staring at both men all that they said was true. Sighing a third time he nodded and followed Mr. Allen in the back to put the suit on. Pointing to a door John walked through and right into an almost naked woman!

Screaming the woman covered as much of her top as she could. “What are you doing? I was changing clothes you pervert!” John just smirked at her as he went to the other side of the room and started to undress. “What in the hell do you think you are doing? You can’t change when I am in here with you! Wait! You’re John Griffin aren’t you?”

“First to answer your questions I was sent in here to change into this,” here John held up the Santa Suit. “Second, I am not a pervert as I have no interest in you or your, HA! Laughable petite body. Third, yes I am so hurry up they are supposed to be arriving at any minute and I have to be there to present the season.” John was trying to hurry so it was the same brunette who was spreading rumors earlier.

The woman started to say more but the words stuck in her throat as John removed his pants. Staring she again tried to speak but the size of the club between John’s legs had her speechless. Finally a minute later she managed, “You ... I ... we.”

“So I take it you are the helper? I want you to sell the sex appeal. God knows you don’t have much else that’s for sure!” John sneered as he looked her up and down.

“I don’t ... look here you damn freak of nature! I have more appeal in my little finger than you do in your whole body!” The brunette was almost screaming at John.

“Freak huh? At least I don’t go around spreading rumors about shit I know nothing about!” John snapped back at her.

“I know all about you John Griffin; a nasty breakup two years ago, no children, no social life. Hell you don’t even have a Facebook account online! You’re a loner and a freak!” The brunette replied.

John got in the brunette’s face, “I could have your ass out of here for revealing personal details about me. If you’re going to be a bitch the whole time, then I could make it happen. Understand? Be a bitch, I’ll treat you like one. Help me, and I’ll help you. Now get the fuck dressed before both of us are out on our asses! Also keep your mouth shut you hear? You and Mr. Allen are the only ones to know, I want it to stay that way.” John growled to emphasize his point.

Gulping the woman nodded and dressed as fast as she could then exited the room. ‘Who in the hell did he think he was, ‘ she thought as she entered the Santa room. The man hated women why would he help her? I guess I’ll have to find out more about him. Greeting several children who had appeared she really hoped that John Griffin could pull this off.

Finally dressed John looked at the figure of his self in the mirror, strange he thought something seemed to be missing. Looking down he saw that the suit was too big for him. Grabbing a wrap around apparatus that increased his stomach size, he appeared to be about right for the job. He was about to grab the door when Mr. Allen walked in.

“Ah! I see you found everything good! I told all the children that I was going after you. Ok here we go!” Mr. Allen said as he opened the door leading Santa out. “Here he is kids!” There was the roar of dozens of kids as John Ho ho ho’ed when he entered the room. Putting on his best face he watched as the brunette worked the crowd of children. Hmmm the brunette was better at this than he thought.

For the next hour John went through the motions asking each child what they wanted while the parents listened closely. The CEO was right John thought this is a fabulous gimmick to promote the season. Finally getting into it John was actually a little disappointed when it was over. Entering the room John sat as he saw what looked like a curtain across the middle. Smirking again, ‘good, ‘ he thought ‘I don’t have to look at her again.’ A few minutes later John was almost completely naked when he heard a grunt then the woman fell through the curtain between his legs.

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