Santa's Bratty Elf

Santa's Bratty Elf

All the usual disclaimers. None of these characters are real people. Everyone having sex is over 18. No STD's or surprise babies are permitted in my lifeboat.

This is a WINTER HOLIDAY 2026 story.

Mark Gallagher smiled and waved at his fellow workmates as he made his way from the locker room of his companies gym. Normally he wouldn't receive this many smiles and high fives but, as was usual for this time of year he had changed into his Santa Claus suit. He exited the building and walked the two blocks to the huge department store where he had his Christmas gig. He turned down the alley and used his key card at the employee entrance.

He made his way down the hall to the entertainers break/dressing room and greeted a few people he knew. He opened his locker and put his briefcase inside and pulled out his makeup kit. As he was putting the finishing touches on he was greeted by Tina the HR lady. She always had a friendly smile on her face and a kind word for everyone. She weighed probably 300 pounds and Mark often thought she would make a better Santa than he did.

"Hey Tina, who have we got for elves this year?" he asked.

"Well, Cindy and Lulu are back from last year and we have four newbies. One of them is Nick from Drapery," she said rolling her eyes.

"I know what you mean. Corporate says we have to have a male presence but I don't like having an adult male around all the young girls," he said nodding.

"Although, he admits he's gay so maybe it is the young boys we have to be worried about," she said with a frown.

"Well with both of us keeping an eye on him we should be alright," he said.

"One of the newbies is a young woman doing community service. Normally I wouldn't share that with anyone but we are dealing with hundreds of underage children every day. I don't know what she did, her parole officer was supposed to drop the file off this afternoon but I haven't seen it. Maybe we should put her on camera duty until we know more."

Mark nodded saying, "That's as far from the kids as we can get her I suppose."

The rest of the elf crew came in nearly on top of each other and Cindy and Lulu had the costumes out and the new elves suited up in no time.

Mark looked at Tina then eyed everyone as if asking who the community service woman was. Tina shook her head. Mark counted and realized he was one elf short. Well, they would make do.

"Okay, welcome to Richardson's everyone. I am looking forward to working with you all this holiday season. Cindy I am going to want you next to me putting the kids on my lap. Lulu I want you at the head of the line keeping things under control. Nick, it's good to see you. I want you next to Lulu taking down names and email info for us to send out the photos."

"And the promotional ads until they bury you," Cindy said with a smile.

He looked at the other three elves and asked, "Any of you have any camera experience, other than sending selfies I mean?"

Everyone had a laugh and one of them said, "I just finished a photography class this semester."

"Bingo, we have a winner," he said to more laughter. "What's your name?"

"Carla, I'm 19, I'm a first year marketing student at City College, I live at home and my dad insisted I not sit around on my lazy butt during break," she got out in a rush.

"Thanks for sharing Carla but you already interviewed and got the job," he said with a chuckle. "But that's not a bad idea. It's always easier to work with someone when you know something about them."

He pointed at the nearest girl and she said, "Michelle, also 19, not starting college until next semester. I took a few months off to tour the south of France. My dad said he wouldn't pay for spring break if I didn't contribute something."

The only other male stood up saying, "Nick I work here at Richardson's in the drapery department, 24 with a degree in design, live with my partner Richard so sorry ladies, already taken."

He got a chuckle and the last new kid said, "Lorna, 21, third year student at Northern, transferred this year from my hometown in Nebraska, five years of elf experience in a much smaller store than this. Oh, single and looking."

"I'm Cindy, third year elf, 26, marketing manager at Kitterage Fiance and I'm not really happy with it."

"Lulu here, 24, college degree in business, got an internship gig while getting my masters, also looking, maybe we can go looking together some time Lorna."

"Wow, diverse and yet the same crowd, thanks for sharing everyone."

Lulu piped up, "What about you Santa?"

"I suppose that's fair. I'm 27, I'm an electrical engineer at Smith's just down the street. Been doing the Santa thing for wow, nine years now. Also single and no, I'm not joining Lulu and Lorna on a pub crawl."

After the expected laughter Michelle asked, "Do you dye your hair?"

"No, I was working on a construction site during summer break in my sophomore year of college. A backhoe hit a buried electric cable and I was nearly electrocuted. All my hair fell out and when it grew back it was snow white."

He got the typical looks he got from people when he told the story, like he was a dead man walking or a miracle or something.

"I kind of like the white hair. I grew the beard and keep it trimmed to this length year round. It's fun when I am on a sunny beach and kids come up and say hi Santa."

Michelle broke the silence by asking, "That suit really looks good on you. Is it custom made or are you, um, shit, really built like that?"

Lulu laughed and said, "Totally rude but a fair question actually."

I smiled and shook my head, "It is custom made with sculpted foam padding, I actual go about 170. Okay, if there are no more rude questions let's get out on the floor and rehearse a little. The darling monsters should be here in about half an hour."

Tanya Dayton fumbled in her purse for the key card her PO had given her. It was difficult to focus. She had only crawled out of bed at 3:00, still with a massive hangover. It took her forever to get ready then she had to get on two busses and the subway to get here, almost an hour late.

She was not happy to be here but she had finally lost her last court battle and was sentenced to 300 hours of community service. Almost a year before she had been driving drunk when she ran onto the lawn of a Catholic church and plowed into their nativity scene. There were numerous casualties including a plastic baby Jesus. Mary's mannequin head had landed in a wise man's arms. She had sat and laughed at that until the cops came and dragged her off to jail.

Her daddy had a lot money and good lawyers but it was her third DUI conviction so even his money couldn't get her off completely.

The judge thought it was funny to make her do some of her community service as an elf. As if this somehow made up for decapitating Mary.

She finally got the door open and tentatively walked down the hallway. It was not her first trip to Richardson's but it was certainly her first time behind the scenes. She came to an open door and peeked in. There was a sign on the wall reading Performer Dressing Room Only. It appeared to be more of a lunch room than what she thought of as a dressing room. There was a very fat smiling woman sitting at one of the tables.

She got to her feet and smiling said, "Hi, I'm Tina from HR, you just be Tanya Dayton. Pleased to meet you."

"Yeah I'm Tanya, what do you want me to do?" she said with a yawn.

"Well first of all can you explain why you are an hour late on your very first day?" she said pleasantly.

"I was hung over and it took me forever to get here on public transportation," she said shrugging.

"Well I always like to give the beautiful new girls a chance to do the right thing," she said with a smile.

"Whatever," was Tanya's well thought out reply.

"So, here's what's going to happen convict," she snarled taking a hold of Tanya's jacket front and shaking her. "you are going to go out there and be a cute little smiling elf and when your shift is over you are going to come to my office and lick my pussy until I come."

"Wait, what?" Tanya said trying to get away from this crazy woman.

Tina slapped her face and asked, "Do you want me to violate you? Do you think a blond cutie like you won't be munching cunt every fucking day in prison?"

"But, you can't do that, I haven't done anything wrong," Tanya whined.

"You stupid cunt, you're an hour late, in fact you haven't even punched in yet. That's one violation, tomorrow I will find another violation, maybe a bottle of booze in your locker. The next day something else and on the fourth day you are on your way to Sandstone State Women's Prison," she explained. "Getting the picture?"

"So if I give you an orgasm you will leave me alone?" Tanya asked.

Tina laughed heartily, "Are you stupid or just naive? Get it through your pretty little head that I own your ass for the next thirty five days. You will service me anytime I want it. Don't worry, a new better looking tongue fucker will come along eventually and I will kick you to the curb. Are we on the same page cunt?"

She shoved Tanya away from her and pointed to an elf costume on the table, "Put that on, go to the time clock, start a card in your name and punch in."

The girl was sniffling and wondering if this was a dream or maybe an alcohol induced hallucination. She mechanically stripped to her underwear and put on the elf suit. It fit her well and when she looked in the mirror was happy with how she looked. Tina handed her a tube of red lipstick and pointed to her cheeks. When she was finished she thought she looked pretty cute. She went to the time clock on the wall trying to figure out how it worked. She wrote her name on a card and put it in the machine. After it make a loud clunking noise she pulled the card out and saw that she had put it in wrong and the time stamp was on the wrong day. She took a new card and carefully lined it up with the arrow and hit the bar under the clock. This time it stamped the card in the right place so she wrote her name on the card and put it in an empty slot in the rack on the wall. Then she asked the HR woman where to go.

Tina was all smiles again, "Right this way, we will go see Santa and he will let you know where he wants you."

They went onto the sales floor and over to the North Pole display. There was a long line of impatient kids and parents waiting. Tina led her up to Santa and introduced her.

"Pleased to meet you Tanya, my name is Mark. Do you have any particular skills that you bring to the job?" Mark asked.

"I like to drink and party. This is kind of like a party, right?" she said being sassy.

"Well those are admirable traits but not such a good role model for the kids," was his comeback.

"Look, just tell me what you want without the clever banter."

"Okay then. You go to that girl at the head of the line, her name is Cindy. You are going to walk up and down the waiting line smiling and handing out candy canes, with the parents permission, of course, then telling the kids they will soon be with Santa." he said with a huge fake smile.

"Yeah whatever, I can do that I guess," she said shrugging.

"Start practicing your smile now and get moving," he said with a frown.

"Isn't she just brimming over with good cheer and enthusiasm?" he said to Tina.

She grunted, "Just what we need with kids around, a hungover convict. Good looking little shit though."

"That particular beauty is only skin deep I've found," he said shaking his head.

"Well let's hope she has some skills she hasn't shown us yet," she said with a smirk.

Things moved smoothly for the first hour or so. After that the line seemed to be getting a little restless. When they took their fifteen minute break Mark found out why.

Cindy came up to him fuming, "That new girl skipped out about an hour ago. It's been a little ugly since then, it's not what we needed to have happen, especially on the first day."

Instead of going to the break room he started searching for the girl. He found her in Home Furnishings sound asleep on one of the display beds. Mark was normally an easy going guy but this pissed him off. He grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her off the bed. She hit the floor with a thud and came awake spluttering.

Before she could say anything he hissed, "Get your worthless fucking ass to the break room, NOW."

She was frightened by his intensity and kind of crab walked around him until she could get to her feet and take off at a near run.

Mark walked slowly back, taking the time to cool off and get himself under control.

When he entered the break room Tanya was sitting at a table by herself and the other elves were at another table. All of them were staring at her and frowning.

"We seem to have gotten off on the wrong foot. We get one fifteen minute break during our four hour shift. If you need to leave the North Pole for any reason let someone know so your position can be covered." He moved to stand directly in front of Tanya, "Is that clear enough for you?"

Lulu stood up and said, "Okay everyone time to get back to it, let's get a move on."

Everyone filed out of the room. Tanya stood up but Mark blocked her way.

"Look, I know you are here involuntarily but unless I sign off on your hours they don't count toward your community service. You already have to repeat one hour. If you miss too many hours they will take everything away and you have to start over again," he explained. "Is that what you want?"

"Fuck, I just want this to be over so I can go home and crash, no offense."

"Oh, but I do take offense. The job is to smile and make sure the kids are safe and happy so get your alcoholic hungover ass out there."

She looked surprised at his calling her a drunk. She liked to drink but didn't really have a problem with liquor. He stepped aside and pointed to the door.

The next two hours passed smoothly and quickly. The newbies were settling into their job roles as elves very nicely. Even Tanya did what was expected of her. When they finally finished they moved to the break room and started changing into their street clothes while chatting happily. Once again Tanya sat by herself thinking about what she had to do now. She was going to change but then thought if she had to be on her knees with that horrible woman she didn't want to get her designer clothes dirty. She sat there long after everyone else left before sighing and dragging herself to her feet.

She wandered down the hall and finally had to ask where a janitor where HR was. He smirked knowingly as he directed her to Tina's office. He had been around for a long time and had often listened at the door when a beautiful young girl went in Tina's office after hours.

Tanya knocked at the door and was told to enter. She went in and stood in front of Tina's desk not knowing what to do.

"Well aren't you just the cutest," she said smiling. "Have you come to give me an early Christmas present?"

"Let's just get this over with," Tanya said with a sigh.

"Oh let's not have that kind of talk. I want you to enjoy this as well. I think in time you will come, pun intended, to enjoy our little private parties."

"I highly doubt that," Tanya scoffed. "I am not a lesbian and have never been with a girl."

"Oh come now, surely you and a girlfriend experimented when you were young, maybe your college roommate?" she asked.

"I never really had any friends, I was tutored and didn't live in the dorms." she explained.

"As much as you like to party I would have thought you would have had a drunken lesbian romp at some point."

"Um no, nothing like that, male or female," she said softly.

"Are you trying to tell me you are a 23 year old virgin?" she asked. "Oh, that is just too much. I was just going to have you eat me but maybe I will break in that pussy with my dildo."

Tanya cringed at the thought but wisely didn't say anything.

Tina pushed her chair away from her desk and said, "Okay, lesson number one. Get over here."

When Tanya went around the desk she was surprised to find that the older woman was naked from the waist down. She slowly sank to her knees and watched as the large woman spread her legs as wide as they would go.

"Come on, what are you waiting for, it ain't going to lick itself," the HR lady said impatiently.

As Tanya came closer she caught an unpleasant odor coming from the woman's vagina. It smelled strongly of fish and nearly made her gag. As she tried to back away the woman grabbed her hair and pulled her into her crotch and held her there.

"I know I don't smell all that pleasant down there but it's like they say, once you get past the smell, you've got it licked," she said with a cackle like an old witch.

Tanya was having a hard time getting enough air. More in self defense than desire she stuck her tongue out and made contact with the wet pussy jammed in her face. I tasted as bad as it smelled and she had a hard time controlling her desire to retch. That seemed to turn Tina on and she began running Tanya's face up and down her slit. Tanya stuck her tongue out and let the woman use her face to masturbate herself. In five minutes Tina let out a satisfied sigh and coated Tanya's face with fresh cum. Is tasted far better than the stale wetness she had endured before. It was almost fresh and sweet tasting.

Tina's breathing slowly returned to normal and she pushed Tanya away from her. Tanya sat back on her heels just staring at the hairy vagina of the woman she had been forced to please.

"Not bad for your first try convict," she said almost cooing. "I'm sure you'll do better next time. Now get the fuck out of here."

Tanya pushed herself off the floor and nearly ran to the door. She only just managed to get into the hall before she threw up. She took a few steps then sank to her hands and knees and threw up again. She found her feet and in a daze went back to the break room. She stuck her head in the kitchen sink and used the dish soap to scrub her face. After five minutes she still imagined she could smell and taste the nasty pussy of the HR lady.

She stripped off her elf costume and noticed the front of her tunic was wet. She didn't know if it was water or pussy cream and she certainly didn't want to smell it to find out. She dressed in her own clothes then wondered what to do with the soiled costume. She realized she would have to take it home and wash it. She searched the cupboards and found a plastic bag full of plastic bags. She took one and got her costume in it. She got her purse from the locker and headed for the employee door. She wondered what she looked like, Gucci bag in one hand, dirty clothes in the other. It might have been funny under different circumstances. She made it into the alley when the smell from a nearby dumpster caught her nose and she was sick again. There was nothing left in her stomach but a small mouthful of green evil tasting bile. She spit it out and moved away from the dumpster. Near the alley entrance was a stack of three wooden pallets. She sat down on them and started to cry.

Mark had changed out of his costume and carefully hung it from the locker door and used a lint roller to freshen it up for tomorrow. When he was done he noticed the lint roller was on its last few sheets. The store was open for another half hour so he went in and bought a new one. There were no customers at the register so he chatted with the sweet young woman clerk for a few minutes then headed back the way he had come. He put the new roller in his locker, picked up his briefcase and headed out the back door. He was planning on returning to the office and getting a couple hours work in before heading to his empty apartment.

He was trying to think of a solution to a problem at work and nearly walked right by someone sitting on a pallet in the alley. It was not uncommon to find a homeless person setting up for the night here. He glanced over and with a start realized it was one of the new elves. Tanya, the community service person, not wanting to get involved with something private he decided he should at least ask, maybe she was ill or something.

"It's Tanya, right?" he said without moving closer to her. "Are you okay?"

She looked up at him then quickly turned her face to the wall. Why did it have to be him? He had frightened her earlier when he caught her sleeping and yelled at her, and now he wanted to be nice?

No I'm not okay, she thought to herself, I may never be okay again ever. She couldn't say anything to him. What if he knew about Tina's raping of women? What if they were in it together?

In the end she just shook her head saying, "Go away and leave me alone."

With a shrug he continued down the alley. At the street he looked back and saw her still sitting with her head down. He stopped at a sub shop to pick up his dinner and went to his office. He worked as he ate and soon forgot all about the woman in the alley.

The next afternoon all Tanya could remember about her night was telling Santa to leave her alone. Well not quite all, there were a few fragments of memory in various bars. Her sleep had been interrupted by her alarm screaming at her at the top of its little electronic lungs. She wondered why she had set an alarm then nearly panicking, sat up to check the time. This caused her brain to slosh around in her head as it tried to escape its confines. When her eyes focused she saw she had nearly two hours to get her shit together before she had to leave for work. The last thing she wanted was to be late and have to face Tina.

As she stumbled to the kitchen she saw the plastic bag holding her dirty costume. She made a detour from the coffee machine to the bag to get the clothes into the washer. Bending over produced a feeling she did not want to experience ever again. This time it was her stomach's contents that threatened a jail break. She got both the washer and the coffee started then stumbled into her shower. By the time she came out and gulped down two cups of coffee the clothes were ready for the dryer.

She opened her closet and tried to decide what to wear. Then with a sinking feeling that she might have to service Tina again she moved to her dresser and found her oldest ratty jeans. Genuinely old jeans, not two hundred dollar fashionably aged jeans. An old concert T shirt and she was set. Under them she put on a pair of the granny panties she usually wore during her period. A plain white bra and a pair of old half boots and she was set. Coffee in one hand, costume in the other she headed to the bus stop.

Her commute was boring but she didn't dare fall asleep for fear of missing her transfer stop. She arrived ten minutes early and walked into the break room to a chilly reception. These people didn't seem to want to give her a break, not that she cared what these peasants thought of her. She was here for 297 more hours then she would never see any of them again.

As she changed into her elf suit Michelle said something about her old lady underwear. Everyone else laughed just as Mark walked in.

"I usually don't get a laugh before I even open my mouth, but thank you," he said with a grin.

They all laughed even harder as they greeted him warmly. Mark went to his locker and began his transformation into Santa Claus.

"You have certainly gone all out to make yourself into a believable Santa," Carla said. "How did you get so into it?"

"I was an eighteen year old senior in high school and a girl I liked was going to be an elf at the local mall, so naturally I followed her like a good little puppy dog," he said smiling.

He got the expected chuckles and continued, "When we got there, Santa was falling down drunk. The activities director stripped off his suit and three of us carried him out the back door. When we came back in the director was almost crying, her job was finished unless she found a Santa in the next fifteen minutes. My wanna be girlfriend piped up and says Mark can do it. I was so stunned I just accepted the suit when it was thrust into my hands.

I was nervous as hell but when I saw the joy and wonder on all those young faces I just tried to be the real Santa Claus for them. I was Santa at that mall for two years before starting college."

Carla asked with a wicked grin, "And was the almost girlfriend appreciative?"

"Oh yes, I am happy to say we had Santa-elf relations. I've often wondered if that was incest somehow," he said as he zipped up his costume.

He got the expected laughs and said, "Right, let me get my makeup on and we will go face the unruly hordes."

As he put on his makeup he relived his first time with a girl. They had worked as Santa and elf for three hours. Whenever Mark had sneaked a look he caught Marisol looking at him. There was no dressing room there so each of them took their street clothes to the restrooms. Marisol held him back and let the other elves get ahead of them.

Marisol smiled up at him and said, "Would you do me a favor?"

"Sure, what do you need?" he said eagerly.

"Can we go out to my car?" she asked. "I mean before we take off our costumes."

"I suppose so, but why?" Mark asked.

"I want to reward you for stepping up when I volunteered you. You didn't have to do that," she said.

"I was more than happy to do it," he said.

"Is it because you like me and want to do things with me?"

"Well, yes, I suppose so," he said his face going red.

"What would you like to do to me," she asked coyly.

"I don't know, I've never done anything with a girl before except kiss," he said blushing. "But I am willing to do about anything."

"I would like to do things with you too," she nodded. "But what I really want is to do something with Santa, it has always been a fantasy of mine."

Her car had turned out to be a Mini Cooper. There was no way they could do anything in that cramped space. He suggested they go to his dad's office. He had a key because he cleaned the office three nights a week. He knew there wouldn't be anyone there at this time of night. She readily agreed and they went in her car. He gave her directions and soon they were making out on the couch in his dad's office.

He rather tentatively reached for one of her breasts and began squeezing it. She slowed him down and showed him how to caress her instead of mauling her. She soon grew impatient and pushed his hand away before pulling her elf top over her head. Then without any ceremony at all she did the same to her sports bra. She had the most beautiful B cup tits he had ever seen, by seen he meant on the internet, they were topped by very pale pink eraser sized nipples. She didn't waste any time pulling his head to the nearest nipple. To his surprise they grew even larger and harder. As he was worshiping them she was undoing her pants and trying to get them off without his mouth losing contact with her firm breast.

Her attempts were interrupted twice when she had to stop and hold his head tight to her while she came. She finally admitted defeat and impatiently told him to get her pants off. He didn't need to be told twice and soon was staring at his first pussy. She had a tuft of hair down there that was the same color blond as her head. Her outer lips were long and they were the same pale pink color as her nipples.

"Would you lick me there?" she asked hesitantly, as she drew her legs apart and hooked them under her arms.

"You know I have never done this before," he said shyly. "You'll have to show me what to do."

"Oh fuck, I just had a mini orgasm," she said moaning. "Kneel on the floor between my legs. Start licking from the bottom up to the top."

In this position her cute little puckered anus was within tongue reach so he started there. Marisol let out a little yelp when his tongue pressed against her taint but she was soon lost in the wonderful sensations he was giving her. She was amazed at how good it felt.

She had been with a couple of boys before. One had just kissed her and felt her up. When she touched his cock through his pants he came. He was so embarrassed he never spoke to her again. The second had gotten his hand inside her panties and after fumbling around for a few minutes gave her an orgasm. She hadn't wanted to lose her virginity to him so she finished him off with her hand. That was on a Friday, at school on Monday he was sitting at lunch with a girl that a friend of hers said was his girlfriend. She was angry and humiliated and immediately went over and smiled sweetly and thanked him for the orgasm on Friday night. It was very satisfying to hear the girlfriend screeching as she walked away.

Now here she was a few weeks later being tongued by Santa Claus. He had been going up and down from her taint to the top of her pussy but had not contacted her clit. She didn't know if he was teasing her or if he had no clue that a clitoris even existed. She decided he was clueless and told him where to find it. Once he found it she came three times in quick succession and told him he had to stop, she was too sensitive right now.

He looked disappointed until she said, "Okay Mark, time for the main event. Don't take off the suit just pull your dick out of the pants and fuck me."

She couldn't believe she was being so brazen. Here she was, a virgin, and she had just told a boy to fuck her. She wasn't even acting all coy and making him think he was seducing her. He turned her lengthwise onto the couch and got between her legs. His aim was true and he sunk half his cock into her virgin pussy in one thrust. She screamed and used both hands to prevent him from going further.

"Holy fuck dude, take it easy. I'm a virgin you know," she scolded him.

"Shit, I'm sorry, I'm a virgin too," he said nearly panicking. "I should have asked you what you wanted me to do."

"You are doing exactly what I want you to do," she said soothingly. "Just be more gentle and go slower."

It was all too much and before he even got his cock all the way in he pulled out and came all over her stomach and pussy mound. He was mortified but Marisol didn't seem to mind. She used both hands to play with his cum and rub it into her belly and on her tits. It was terribly exciting to watch her do this and by the time the cum had dried on her skin he was ready to go again. He lasted a lot longer this time and she had two orgasms before telling him it was okay to come inside her.

He went to the restroom and brought back paper towels so she could clean up. When he got back he was surprised to see her scooping his cum from her pussy and then licking her fingers clean. She told him he tasted good and that she wanted to drink it from the source next time.

That was their routine for the next month, work at the mall, fuck in the office. On Christmas Eve she told him it would be their last time together. Her dad had been transferred out of state and they were leaving in two days. They kept in touch for a while but it became less and less until it ended quietly. He was sorry to see her go but she had given him the confidence to talk to girls. When she spread the word to her friends that he knew what he was doing in bed he never lacked for partners. That streak continued all through college. Unfortunately these days his work schedule didn't leave him either time nor opportunity to find companionship.

Everyone trouped out and Mark used the mirror to get his makeup done to his satisfaction. He stood to leave then noticed that Tanya was still sitting at her table. She looked like she was ready to work so he walked past her crooking his finger for her to follow.

She didn't move so he stopped and asked, "Are you okay? Are you sick or something?"

She got to her feet and looked as if she was going to say something then shook her head and brushed by him saying, "Nothing I want to share with you."

The first half of the night went off without a hitch. Mark noticed that Tanya had finally been accepted by the others and was sitting at the same table. She still didn't look happy, like something was bothering her. Mark shrugged, not his problem to cheer up unhappy elves.

After they finished Mark heard Lorna and Michelle ask Tanya if she wanted to grab a drink. With a tired small smile she declined. As Mark sat removing his makeup Tanya stripped out of her costume and got into her street clothes. She had a very nice body he decided, thin, good muscle tone, nice tan for this time of year, incredibly ugly underwear though. He got changed and as usual, he was the last one out the door.

He checked the alley and was relieved that the young woman was not there. He turned toward his office trying to decide what he wanted to eat. Although it was after nine he wasn't that hungry, maybe he would order in after a bit. He hadn't planned on working tonight, he was just going to retrieve his car from the underground parking lot of his office building.

As he passed the bus stop he noticed Tanya waiting there. He had no idea where she lived but if it was on his way he would offer her a ride.

"Hello Tanya," he greeted her with a smile.

"What do you want?" she asked bluntly.

"I saw you waiting here and I thought if you lived anywhere on the east side of town I would offer you a ride," he said still smiling but with an effort.

"No, I don't need your help," she said looking down the street for her bus.

"Okay then, I guess I will see you tomorrow."

She watched him walk away and wondered why she had been so rude to him. Did she think he wanted the same thing as Tina? That he would try to blackmail her into having sex? He gave no indication of that but neither had Tina at first. Her bus came and she pushed her way onto the crowded vehicle. After she transferred to the next bus she found a seat and could relax a bit. She got out at her stop and went into the liquor store on the corner. When the clerk saw her come in he reached behind him and put two 1.75L bottles of Crown Royal on the counter with a smile. Wordlessly she paid him and carried the two paper bags to her apartment.

It was a very expensive apartment, paid for by her father of course. This nonsense mandated by the court was as close to having a job as she had ever had. You couldn't call it a job because she wasn't being paid, only punished. She had actually done well in college, she had a BA in Communications. She had gone to a couple of recruiting fairs at the end of her senior year. She had three companies interested in hiring her but she never pursued any of them.

She went to her bedroom and stripped off her clothes and took a long shower. She put on her favorite lounge pants and a long T-shirt. In the kitchen she debated on either a salad or Ramen noodles but in the end opted for a tumbler of the Crown instead. With that to fortify her she flopped onto her couch and started surfing for something to watch. Around midnight she finished her third tumbler of booze and somewhat unsteadily found her bed and crashed.

She actually woke up before her alarm and realizing her hangover was manageable dressed and made her way to a nearby deli for coffee and a cream cheese bagel. She sat on a stool by the window and scrolled thru her phone to kill time until she had to go to her make believe job.

As she walked down the hallway toward the break room she looked up and there was Tina. The horrible woman didn't say anything, just held her fingers in a V and licked between them and raised an eyebrow as she brushed by her. Tanya's heart fell into her stomach as her worst fears were realized. She would have to do her job and act like nothing was wrong then have oral sex with Tina after work.

Her fellow elves greeted her, if not warmly at least they weren't as hostile as they were in the beginning. She barely acknowledged them as she changed and put on her makeup. When she had her makeup done Nick asked if she would help him with his.

"I may be gay but I have never worn makeup. You make it look so easy." he said.

With a smile she showed him how to apply the blush and brush it out to look heavy but natural at the same time. He thanked her profusely and whispered that he looked so good he wasn't going to take it off until his partner had a chance to see it. He hoped it would bring something to mind he said with a giggle.

She immersed herself in the job and was surprised when it was break time. She was sitting quietly with Nick when Mark came over and laid a hand on each of their shoulders.

"So how are my fourth and sixth most favorite elves doing today?"

Nick grinned and said fine while Tanya just mumbled something that sounded like okay.

Mark raised his voice and said, "Great job so far today. No problems or complaints from the kids or parents so we must be doing something right, let's keep it up and finish with a bang."

She was so distracted and worried that she tripped over a large present and nearly wiped out an entire family. She apologized repeatedly but the dad had caught her so no damage was done. They actually thought it was kind of funny. The mom joked that it would make a great, albeit horrible headline 'Elf killed by present'.

Tanya moved down the line trying to get her head back in the game. She eventually forgot her worries and finished the shift feeling pretty good. When she entered the break room it came back to her. Without saying a word to anyone she marched toward Tina's office. She was surprised when she was told to enter to find a tall thin woman about sixty already there.

"Well well well, what do we have here" the woman cooed.

"I told you she was something special. I tried her out a few days ago and while she lacks in experience she does show a modicum of talent," crowed Tina.

"I guess we will see won't we," the woman said. "Get over here and take off my clothes."

Tanya had never undressed another person before and fumbled a bit at first. Tanya took in the older woman's figure as the woman pushed down on her shoulders. On her knees she found a completely bald pussy mound. She caught a whiff of the pussy in front of her and was pleasantly surprised. She smelled of aroused woman and expensive soap. As she tentatively stuck her tongue in the woman she found she liked the taste and soon had her face buried in the wet pussy. The older woman soon came with a loud moan then told her to keep going.

Tanya was beginning to get into it when Tina came around and shoved her hand under her elf tunic. She pushed her bra up over her tits and started mauling them. There was nothing sensual in her rough handling and Tanya hated the feeling. She had to concentrate to get the thin woman to come again but she eventually did.

The older woman pushed Tanya's head away from her dripping pussy saying, "Tina, get your fat ass between my legs and lick up my cream you useless cunt," the woman demanded.

Tanya seemed to have been forgotten so she got to her feet and put her boobs back in her bra then silently left the office. When she got to the break room it was empty except for Mark. He was brushing his Santa suit for tomorrow. Tanya had planned to change into her regular clothes but now she stuffed them into her over sized purse and turned toward the door.

"What are you still doing here?" he asked. "Are you okay?"

"Why do you insist on caring? Can't you just leave me alone?" she snapped at him.

"Well pardon me all to hell lady," he said as he slammed his locker door closed.

He was still silently fuming at the rudeness of the woman as he left the building. It was no wonder she got in trouble, probably mistreated someone and got in a fight. His phone buzzed as he walked to his office. It was a text from one of his team members.

Donna: at Murphy's celebrating. Randall had one of his rare epiphanies and solved the EDT problem on the Bort account.

Mark: that is great news!!! i really didn't want to go back to the office tonight. be there in ten.

Donna: better hurry, it's your turn to buy

His five team members greeted him warmly when he arrived. They had been there for two hours by then and he knew he would be pouring them into a ride share later. That was fine with him. They deserved this for solving a knotty problem with a new client.

Mark had one drink then ordered a sandwich before the kitchen closed. The others chided him but he hadn't had anything since lunch and was starved. About midnight he made the suggestion that it might be time to pack it in. Three of the five agreed with him and he knew it wouldn't be long before the other two came around.

He visited the restroom and was surprised to see his elf Tanya sitting alone at the bar. He was going to greet her but he remembered her heated response to his asking if she was okay earlier. As he walked by her stool her head slipped down to the bar. With a sigh he touched her shoulder then shook her a little. Still no response except for the bartender that came over to see what he was up to.

Mark explained that he was a coworker and didn't want anything bad to happen to her. The bartender agreed it was time for her to go. He said he hadn't realized that he had over served her and was grateful for his help. Mark went to the table and asked Donna to help him out. With the bartender watching she opened Tanya's purse and got her wallet out to get her address. Mark input it on his phone then they woke her up.

"What the hell are you doing, why the fuck are you here?" she slurred.

"I was here with some friends and I saw that you may need some help," he said. "This is Donna, she works for me. She wants to help you get home."

"The last fucking thing I need tonight is another female helping me," she snarled coming fully awake.

"Well then I will help you if that's okay?" he said reasonably.

"Why, so you can take me home and fuck me too?" she said hotly. "You think you can blackmail me into giving it up to you?"

"Whoa," he said putting up his hands and backing off a step. "Nothing like that."

"Good because it's not going to work buster," she said firmly.

"What have I ever done to give you the impression that I would do something like that?" he asked.

"Men are always trying to get in my pants," she said. "And recently not only men. So kindly fuck off and leave me alone."

"Look you've had a lot to drink," he said trying to reassure her. "How about I get you in a ride share and you go home now."

"I haven't had that much to drink," she said with her nose in the air. "I had three drinks at the Luster, then four drinks at the Downtowner. This idiot cut me off after only four drinks."

Holy shit, Mark thought, he would be under the table after eleven drinks in three hours. This girl seems to have a large capacity and most likely a problem with the booze. That helped explain why she was doing community service he supposed.

"If it's a problem of money I will gladly pay for the ride," he said.

"I don't need your money, I don't need anything from you."

"Well my friends are leaving now and I am calling for rides for them. I am going to call one for you also," he told her. "Donna will help you get it together and get you out front."

"I already told you asshole that I don't want a woman helping me," she said angrily.

"Okay then, I will help you," he said.

He turned to the bartender and asked for a large glass of water. He pulled up his app and ordered four rides. He was told ten minutes so he took Donna back to the table and got his people heading toward the door. He went back to help Tanya and she was on her feet but swaying a bit. By the time he got her coat on her and settled her bar tab it was time to go. The last of his people were just leaving and Tanya's ride was the only one left, just as he opened the rear door Tanya turned and projectile vomited onto the wall of the bar. The driver said oh hell no and took off.

So there he was, stuck with a drunk woman and not knowing what to do now. He finally took her back into the bar and sat her at a table near the door. He asked the bartender to keep an eye on her while he went to get his car. The man reluctantly agreed and Mark left to get his car.

Tanya was still semiconscious when he helped her into his car. He input her address in his GPS and pulled up at her building thirty minutes later. He parked in a loading zone and got her into the building. The doorman did not seem all that surprised to see her in this condition. Mark asked for his help to get her to her apartment but he explained he could not leave the door unmanned. With a mumbled shit, he got her on the elevator. At her door he leaned her against the wall and retrieved her keys from her handbag. He got the door open and was amazed by the size and luxury of the place. He put her on the couch and went to find her bedroom.

Somehow he was not surprised that the woman had a king sized bed. When he pulled back the comforter he found silk sheets. Again he wondered how this obviously well off woman had fucked up enough to be sent to him as an elf.

He got her to her feet and deposited her on the bed. He knelt and removed her shoes then tipped her over. He admired her thin, fit body then pulled the comforter over her. He looked at her alarm clock and saw it was set for two pm. He turned it on and left the room. He thought about leaving a note but didn't know what to say so with a shrug he exited and went to the lobby. He asked the doorman if Tanya regularly came in drunk.

He said, "Oh no sir, she usually comes in with a couple of bottles and does her drinking here."

Mark shook his head then made the half hour drive to his place. He got a good, if short, nights sleep and was at the office by eight am. When his team showed up looking much the worse for wear he chided them on their behavior the night before then they got down to work. At three thirty his secretary reminded him of the time and he left for Richardson's.

Everyone was on time today including Tanya. He greeted everyone as he changed and they all trooped out the door to begin the day. Mark hung back and walked down the hall with Tanya. She was pretty much ignoring him so he finally broke the silence.

"So, how are you feeling today?" he asked brightly.

"Fine. Why, how should I feel? Like I was abused or taken advantage of?" she said intently.

"No, why would you think anything like that?" he said frowning.

"All men have ulterior motives all the time, they are always looking to take advantage of women," she stated.

"Wow. I guess if you really feel that way you should not get drunk in public," he said and picked up his pace to get ahead of her.

Tanya stared at his retreating back wondering why he had taken care of her last night and then didn't try anything. As drunk as she was she couldn't have even tried to fend him off. Of course she had no evidence to suggest that he did anything at all. To her surprise, she was a little disappointed he hadn't. As she took up her position along the line of kids and parents waiting to see Santa she plastered a smile on her face she asked herself why she always treated him badly in every encounter they had.

Their shift passed quickly with no problems. Lorna and Lulu made plans to get a drink and tried to include Tanya but she politely begged off. She was looking forward to a quiet evening in with a bottle of Crown Royal to keep her company. As she changed she watched Mark going about his normal business of preparing his costume for the next day. Tomorrow was Saturday so they had a ten hour shift. She dressed then wadded up her elf suit and threw it in her locker then headed out. She groaned at the thought of being around all those hyper kids for ten hours tomorrow. She would have to get up at the ungodly hour of nine am to be on time. Maybe she would have to make it a short night of drinking. She also thought about Mark as she walked. She really should thank him for taking care of her last night. He was certainly under no obligation to do so.

Mark had noticed how Tanya had thrown her elf costume into her locker so when he was finished hanging his suit in his locker he went to hers. He hung it neatly on a hanger then noticed one of the sleeves had some sticky candy cane residue on it so he washed that out before closing the locker. As he walked out he thought about the woman, she was good looking but her personality left a lot to be desired. He chalked it up to her being a poor little rich girl.

Tanya was waiting for him when he came out of the employee entrance. He slowed down and warily surveyed the situation. For some reason she had a small smile on her face. He stopped about five feet from her and waited for her to say something.

"Look, thanks for taking me home last night. I was very drunk and it could have ended badly," she said softly.

"Okay, you're welcome," he said as he stepped around her.

"Please wait, I mean it, sincerely," she said.

"So once again, you're welcome."

"Look do you want to get a drink or something?" she blurted out.

"I don't know what your agenda is but I don't think drinking with you is a good idea," he said.

"Oh god, I meant coffee not a drink drink," she said hurriedly. "After last night I am thinking of taking the cure."

She had said it as a joke but he took her seriously.

"That would probably be the best decision you've made all year," he said.

"What makes you think I have a drinking problem?" she asked.

"Well, your behavior last night and the fact that you have come in here hung over every day are some small clues," he said. "Plus the fact the judge sentenced you here for something. I'm making an assumption here but I think it was probably alcohol or drug related."

"I don't take drugs, now or ever," she said firmly.

"So just the booze then. Well I will leave you to it," he said turning to leave.

"Are you sure you don't want a coffee?" she asked. "Oh my god, of course, you're in a relationship. Or worse, are you married, I'm sorry if I interfered with your personal life."

She was nearly panicking and he took one of her waving hands in his to calm her down.

"Hey, hey slow down. I am not seeing anyone right now, there has never been a wife. The only date I have is with a pile of electrical specs for a bid I'm doing," he said calmly.

"Oh, that's good. Look, maybe this wasn't such a good idea," she said backing away from him.

He sighed to himself. This woman was trying to be sociable, the least he could do was buy her a cup of coffee. If he was an hour late getting to the office it wouldn't be the end of the world.

"I would love to buy you a coffee," he said smiling. "Mitch's diner is right around the corner."

"Yes, I suppose that would be fine," she said.

"Oh, I get it. You go in for fru-fru make believe coffee drinks from the mermaid place," he said smiling.

"I do like me a mocha frappucchino latte with soy milk," she said with a grin.

"But you'll settle for a mug of black with canned cow and artificial sweetener, right?"

"You make it sound so delicious, how could I refuse," she said pointing toward the street.

Mitch's did a booming breakfast and lunch trade but this time of night it was pretty much deserted. They sat across from each other in a booth by the kitchen. The waitress headed their way but Mark held up two fingers and she turned to grab a couple of mugs and the coffee pot.

"Hey Mark, how goes it?" she asked as she filled the mugs.

"Finer than frog's hair Sheila, you?" he said.

"Same old, same old. You need menus?"

He looked at Tanya and she shook her head so he said, "Nope, just some cream and fake sugar."

They sat there sipping their coffee. It was maybe five minutes before Tanya said, "I want to apologize for my behavior last night. You were trying to be a nice guy and I took it wrong, sorry."

"Wow. I am fortunate, that's a thanks, a please and a sorry all within half an hour," he said, not really sarcastically, but leaning that way.

"Look, all of this is new to me. I drink to cope, sorry if that offends you," she said sounding hurt.

"Now it's my turn to say sorry. I don't know how you got here and I don't know anything about you," he said.

"That cow Tina didn't tell you what's in my file?" she asked.

"Nope, not a thing besides you are doing community service."

"About a year ago I had an accident while drunk driving. I drove my car onto the lawn of St. Vincent's Catholic Church and ran over the nativity scene. Fortunately it was a mannequin display and not a live performance. I killed the baby Jesus and decapitated Mary," she explained.

Mark sat there staring at her. She was beginning to wonder if there was something wrong with him. Then he smiled, then snickered, then outright belly laughed.

"That is the most hilarious thing I've ever heard," he said with tears in his eyes.

"Oh it gets even better," she said handing him a napkin. "When Mary's head flew off it landed in the arms of one of the wise men. It looked like he was giving her the head as an offering."

This set off more gales of laughter and it was five minutes before he got himself under control.

"Forgive me," he said still wiping tears from his eyes. "It really isn't a laughing matter. It must have been very traumatic for you."

"Not really, the traumatic part was when they wanted to lock me up for a year," she said. "As you probably figured out when you saw my apartment I have rich parents. My father's lawyers fought it as long as they could but I got three hundred hours of community service and lost my license for two years. They did get me out of going to rehab, which I didn't need anyway."

"I'm not sure that did you any favors. Have you ever had an alcohol assessment?" he asked.

"You seem to be on a crusade or something to get me to admit I have a drinking problem," she said angrily. "I don't you know."

Holding his hands up in front of him he said, "Okay, okay calm down. But answer me honestly what are you going to do when you get home tonight?"

"I have to get up way earlier than normal to get to work on time tomorrow so I will have maybe three or four drinks and go to bed," she said, making it sound like a huge sacrifice.

"So how much booze in each drink?"

"I use like a water glass so maybe six ounces of Crown Royal and a little water and ice," she said shrugging.

"You are going to have a light night and only drink 2/3rds of a bottle of whiskey?" he said with a raised eyebrow. "And you consider that a light night?"

"It sounds bad when you say it like that but I usually only drink two 1.75's a week," she said defensively.

"And how many nights a week do you do your drinking in bars or at parties?" he asked.

"Usually only Friday and Saturday. Maybe one night during the week if there is something interesting happening," she told him.

"You drink one and a half GALLONS of hooch a week and you don't think you have a problem?" he said shocked.

"It does seem like a lot when you put it that way, I suppose," she said nervously. "But I need it to cope, especially lately."

"I guess it would be a shock to go from doing nothing every day to being a responsible adult for the first time," he said dryly.

"I have had responsibilities before you know, I am a college graduate, I did quite well as a matter of fact," she told him.

"If you have a degree why not use it, do something useful?" he asked.

"I don't need a job, daddy pays for my apartment and he paid for my car before he took it away from me after that incident last year," she explained.

"But what about food, your drinking, other things?"

"I have two trust funds, one from my father, one from Grandfather Dayton. The yearly income from either of them is probably double what you make," she said.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that, I made two hundred grand last year," he said proudly.

"Triple then," she answered.

"Wow. Well I can see why you don't have a job," he said stunned. "But what do you do with your time?"

She shrugged and said, "Nothing really, drink, go to parties, travel."

"I would think you would maybe get involved with charities, volunteer for something."

"That would involve me acting like a responsible person," she explained. "Show up on time, smile at people you don't like, pretend to care about something. Sorry, not my thing."

"Well, you need to find something to occupy you. If you don't stop drinking you aren't going to make it to thirty," he told her.

"What the hell is it with your obsession with my drinking anyway?" she said heatedly.

"I just don't want you to die from alcohol abuse," he said.

"Why the hell would you care anyway?"

"Both my parents died from alcohol," he blurted out.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry, I had no idea," she said laying a hand on his arm. "When was this?"

"My mom died while drunk driving eight years ago," he said softly. "It took my dad five years to die from ARC, which means Alcohol Related Causes."

"I can see why you are concerned about people drinking," she said. "Do you have a problem with alcohol?"

"Surprisingly no, given my parents history you would think so, but I can take it or leave it. I don't think I've been drunk since my freshman year of college."

"How the hell do you cope with life? Are you on drugs or any medication?" she asked seriously.

"I use running and exercise as a coping mechanism. Then this time of year of course, the Santa stuff," he told her.

"I used to Zumba and do yoga in college, but not anymore," she said.

"You must to do something, you have a great body."

"Thanks but it's mostly genetics. Both my folks have bodies like this," she said.

"You have mentioned your dad, how about your mom?"

"Not a clue," she said coldly. "Bitch up and left when I was ten. No warning, nothing."

"She left and never came back?" he asked.

"Nope. Got divorced by mail and her maintenance checks went to a lawyer for six years," she said. "Then one month the envelope came back stamped deceased. I hope she really is dead and that she suffered a long painful illness."

"Yeah, I get that," Mark said uncomfortably.

"Sorry, didn't mean to get you down, air the dirty laundry," she said looking away.

"It's okay, at least we have Christmas to look forward to," he said trying to sound cheerful.

"My mom left on Christmas Eve," Tanya said.

"Oh shit, really? I'm sorry."

Tanya laughed, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't do that to someone that likes the holidays as much as you do."

"That was incredibly mean of you," he said trying to frown but smiling instead.

"It was mean, it was actually a nice day in June. I kind of had a little breakdown after she left so I was home schooled. It was only supposed to be until I recovered but I had a great teacher and loved being alone most of the time," she explained.

"So why the drinking then?" he asked.

"My dad entertained for business quite often. I saw all the adults enjoying themselves and most of the enjoyment seemed to come from drinking. I started taking sips of different drinks until surprisingly, I discovered I liked Crown Royal the best. I've been hooked on it ever since."

"Where did you get it? Pilfering from your dad's stock?"

"Oh nothing so sneaky. Daddy had a deal with a wholesaler. The butler called in an order and presto, my booze was delivered."

"Didn't the staff know about your drinking?" he asked.

"Oh sure, but I was a diva and a daddy's girl. They were more afraid of me than they were of him," she said.

"So, home schooled, not much opportunity to meet boys," he said.

"And most of my college classes were online, so I never really had a boyfriend," she said sadly.

"How did you become such a party girl then?"

"Most of the people I know are the ultra spoiled rich kids of my father's friends and associates," she explained. "Most of us aren't comfortable with the less privileged."

"I'm sorry we underprivileged masses interfere with your cozy little world," he said sarcastically.

"Oh don't be a reverse snob," she said primly. "For some reason I kind of like you."

"Gee thanks, I'm flattered," he said batting his eyes comically.

She laughed out loud then covered her mouth.

"I think that is the first time I have ever heard you laugh."

"That is the first time I have laughed while I was sober in a long, long time," she said still smiling.

"Well, you should do it more often, it lights up your whole face," he said seriously.

"Thanks, we really should be going, I have a long bus and subway ride home."

"I know where you live, I could give you a ride home, if you like," he said casually.

"I don't think I trust you enough to be alone in a car with you," she said with a grin.

"Oh, so getting in my car drunk is somehow safer?"

"Well, maybe it's me I don't trust then," she said softly.

Mark was a little uncomfortable so he stood and held out his hand to help her out of the booth. He led her to the cashier and she waited as he paid the bill.

"I will walk you to the bus stop and wait until your bus comes," he said.

She nodded her thanks and they went around the corner to the bus stop. It was late enough so there was no one sitting on the long bench so they sat wordlessly and waited. Both of them were trying to think of something to say. They didn't know it but both of them were thinking the same thing: it would be nice to go on a date and get to know this person better.

Her bus finally arrived and they got to their feet. Awkwardly she held out her hand and he shook it. Without a word she got on the bus and he saw her find a seat. She never looked toward him and soon the bus was out of sight.

He finally came back to his senses with a shiver. He was cold as hell and he wondered how long he had been staring down the street. With a shake of his head and a smile he turned toward the parking garage.

The next day was another Saturday so they worked from 10:30am until 9;00pm. They got one hour off for lunch but only one break in the afternoon. It was a long day and when it was finally over everyone was happy to change and say their goodbyes. The store was closed Sundays so they had a day to recharge and do something for themselves.

Mark and Tanya were the last to leave. Both of them had putzed around long enough to make sure that happened. Mark smiled at Tanya and asked if she was up for another fun filled time at the diner. She looked relieved that he had been the one to ask. She had been psyching herself up to ask if he hadn't. When they got outside she put her arm in his and they quickly walked to the diner. The same booth was open and they seated themselves.

The same waitress brought them coffee and one menu that she handed to Tanya. "Have a look see and I'll be over to take your order in a minute."

"Doesn't he get a menu?" Tanya asked.

Both Mark and the waitress laughed. She said, "He's had that menu memorized for about three years now. Not that is matters, he orders the same thing every time. I only ask him what he wants so as to be polite."

She asked him what a patty melt was. "What, you've never had a patty melt?" he asked.

She shook her head and said, "I have always had a french chef cook for me."

"He never made any kid food?"

"I saw a TV show where the kids were eating a grilled cheese sandwich. I asked Pierre to make me one and he went on strike for two days until I apologized."

Mark laughed and when Sheila came over he said, "One usual and a patty melt with fries for the princess. Oh, and a chocolate shake for her as well."

They mostly sat quietly while they waited. They took what they thought were unnoticed sneaky glances at each other until it was apparent to both of them what was happening. They clammed up and took a deep interest in their coffee cups.

Tanya was a bit skeptical when the food arrived. After her first bite she dug in like she hadn't eaten in a week. Mark ate his California cheeseburger and fries and watched Tanya wolf down her meal. She didn't slow down until her straw sucked air at the bottom of her shake.

"That was fantastic," she exclaimed. "I have eaten at Michelin starred restaurants and never had a better meal."

Mark laughed and said, "And you didn't even do the best part."

With a raised eyebrow she said, "Oh? And what would that be?"

He handed her a french fry and pushed his shake closer saying, "Dip the fry in the shake."

Hesitantly she did as he instructed. It was wonderful to see her face light up when the sweet ice cream and salty fry flavors mixed on her tongue.

She pulled his plate over to her side of the table and devoured, that is the only word for her attack, the rest of his fries and shake.

"OMG, my father is always saying that it is the simple pleasures that are the best. Until this minute I never knew what he meant," she said dreamily. "Thank you for this."

"My pleasure, I'm still trying to figure out where you put it all," he said with a smile.

"I'm going to tell you something but I want you to promise not to judge me," she said.

When he nodded she continued, "About half of my nights I don't eat at all. I wind up drinking my dinner. Last night I went home and had some salmon that Pierre had brought to my apartment a day ago. I had one small drink and went to bed."

"Good for you," he said.

"So I have not eaten or drank much for nearly 24 hours. I didn't realize how hungry I was until my first bite."

"I'm glad I could help you out."

"Oh no, I just realized I stole your fries and shake," she said shocked at herself. "I will order you more, I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me."

"Shh, shh calm down, it's no biggie. I hardly ever finish everything," he told her.

"Are you sure? She asked. When he nodded she said, "Because if you are still hungry I would maybe help you eat a couple of fries."

Laughing he raised his hand over his head. When Sheila came over he said, "How about another order of fries and let's make them strawberry shakes this time."

With a huge smile she patted Tanya on the shoulder saying, "You just sit tight sweetie, be back in a flash."

They polished off their second order and sat back contentedly chatting about everything and nothing. Mark looked at his watch and was shocked to find they had been here more than three hours.

"It looks like I'm going to have to give you a ride home tonight." he said, "The busses quit running half an hour ago."

"No, that's okay. I'll call a ride share," she said nervously.

"What is it with you and not wanting me to help you?" he asked.

"Because I have some secrets that I am not going to share with you right now, maybe later, but not now," she said taking his hand in hers and smiling.

Monday they chatted and sat together during the break but Mark had a late night brainstorming session with his team in the office. They said their goodbyes at the bus stop. Both of them were disappointed to not be going to the diner.

Tuesday started fine but when they took their break Tanya found a note in her locker. It was a crude picture of an inverted V with a blot at the juncture that could only be hair. She nearly slumped to the floor before she recovered and hastily balled the paper in her hand and quickly threw it away. She finished work in a daze and disappeared into the women's restroom to wait for everyone to leave.

Mark sat in his street clothes wondering where Tanya had got to. Her things were still in her locker so she had to be in the building. He went down the hall toward the offices to see if she was waiting to talk to someone in management. As he stood thinking in the hall the old janitor came around the corner.

"Hey Jerry, you haven't seen one of my elves wandering around have you?" Mark asked him.

With a somewhat guilty look he mumbled, "I just saw her go in to that HR ladies office."

Mark turned that way and said thanks.

Jerry felt bad and said, "Mr. Mark, maybe you want to listen at the door for a minute before you go in."

Mark was going to ask him what was going on but Jerry almost ran down the hall to get around the corner and out of sight and hearing.

Very curious now Mark found the office and put his ear to the door.

"Well my little rug muncher, I think it's time for me to return the favor," he heard Tina's voice.

"NO, I don't want you to do that to me. I'm not a lesbian and I don't think I would enjoy it at all," Tanya's voice said nervously.

What the fuck was going on in there Mark wondered.

"How about if I get naked too. That way you can play with my big old titties while I eat that virgin cunt of yours."

"Don't do this I beg of you," cried Tanya.

"Oh, I like it when the little slave girls beg. Give me ten minutes between your legs and you will be begging, you'll be begging me not to stop," Tina said with a lusty sounding laugh. "Now strip bitch."

Tanya had an idea. If she could get Tina naked she could make her escape. Tina would not chase her naked down the hall.

"Okay, but you go first," Tanya said trying to sound excited.

"I knew you'd come around eventually," she said as she pulled her sweater over her head.

She wasn't wearing a bra and her huge tits hung down nearly to her belly button. They rested on the top of her stomach. Tina reached down and pinched her grape sized nipples and let out a moan. She pushed her stretch pants down to her knees then sat on her chair to remove her shoes and pants. She wasn't wearing panties and Tanya wondered if she always went commando or if she had taken them off earlier.

As if reading her mind Tina said, "I got so excited earlier just thinking about how luscious it was going to be with you I creamed my panties. I had to change my pants too. They were absolutely soaked. I have them in a bag in my closet if you want to sniff them."

Finally naked, she got up and came closer to where Tanya stood nervously.

"Okay, it's your turn cunt, try to give me a good show as you strip," she said licking her lips.

In the hall Mark knew he had to do something, but what? He got his phone out and started a video. He silently turned the door knob then burst into the room. Tanya was standing with her elf shirt in her hands but still wearing her bra. Tina was naked and let out a howl.

"How dare you come in here without permission," she screeched.

"Sit the fuck down, NOW." Mark yelled. Tina bent over to pick up her clothes but Mark kicked them out of reach and pointed to her chair. Somewhat defiantly she sat down, ignoring her nakedness.

"Are you all right?" he asked Tanya. "You might want to put your top back on."

Tanya looked down as if surprised that she wasn't wearing her shirt. She blushed and rapidly pulled it on.

"I'm not sure what's going on here but I take it this wasn't consensual, correct?" he gently asked her.

"No, of course not, she said if I didn't, oh god, if I didn't perform cunnilingus on her she would violate me and have me sent to prison." Tanya explained.

"That's a bald faced lie. She's a convict, she'll say anything to avoid prison," Tina said with a scoff.

"There was another lady that made me do things to her. An older gray haired woman. She was thin and dressed well," Tanya told Mark.

"Holy shit, that sounds like Claire Gregson, she's the COO," she said, shocked. "Did she speak with a Boston accent?"

"Oh yeah, pure Harvard," Tanya confirmed.

Mark thought for a moment then turned to Tina saying, "Call her and get her in here. Tell her you have a nice surprise for her. And Tina, be convincing."

Tina made the call and was told it would be ten minutes before she finished what she was doing. Ok, Tanya you stand where you are, Tina stay behind the desk. I am going to be recording from the closet. Tanya I want you to get her to say what she wants you to do to her. Everyone clear? The women nodded and they all waited nervously for Claire to arrive.

Claire breezed through the door looking forward to having Tanya go down on her again. She frowned when she saw the two women.

"I can understand why you are naked but why isn't our little fuck toy naked?" she asked Tina.

Tanya quickly said, "Do I need to be naked for what you want me to do tonight?"

"Not really, it doesn't matter if you have clothes or not when you eat my juicy cunt," she said shrugging. "But I'll warn you, I have been horny all fucking day so I'll probably spray your face and clothes when you make me come."

"I will take my clothes off then. I think Tina wanted to rape me with her tongue tonight," Tanya said trying to sound excited.

"Well well, we did discuss that earlier. I wouldn't mind raping that virgin cunt of yours with my tongue either. I might even see if I can get my fist in you. That would break you in right," Claire said with a laugh. "So why don't you strip and prepare to be violated."

Tanya turned to Tina and said, "Is that what you want also?"

Tina didn't say anything just turned her chair to face the back wall.

Mark stepped into the room holding his phone and said, "I think that's all the evidence the police will need to convict the both of you."

"What are you talking about? Why are you here?" she said defensively. "I think you better leave before I fire you both."

Mark kept filming as he told Tanya to call the police. It didn't take them long to arrive. After Mark and Tanya gave short statements Claire and Tina were led away in handcuffs. The rest of the night was spent at the police station giving their detailed statements.

It was after six the next morning before the police were satisfied. Richardson's corporate lawyers had shown up and when Mark and Tanya tried to leave the lawyers cornered them and tried to make them give them a statement. They told them, not very politely, to go fuck themselves, they would see them in court. The desk sergeant called a patrol car to take them wherever they needed to go.

Mark sighed and said, "I suppose back to Richardson's so I can get my briefcase and go to work. The officer will take you home."

"I was thinking, what time does the diner open, I'm starved," she said taking his hand.

He turned to the patrolman and asked if he would drop them at Mitch's over on Fifth Street. Sheila wasn't on duty but a lady that could have been her sister waited on them. Like the last time she didn't give him a menu. Before she could get her menu open Mark said, "I'll take my usual, give the lady a garbage can omelet with hash browns and muffin toast. Hot chocolate to drink I think. Thanks Mona."

"I'm not sure I want to eat something called a garbage can," she said worriedly. "And I can't remember the last time I drank hot chocolate."

"Then you are in for a couple of tasty treats," he said smiling. "Would I ever let you down?"

She took his hands in hers and said sincerely, "No, you haven't let me down so far and I don't think you ever will."

When the food arrived she cautiously cut into it. Seeing all the different fillings made her smile, "Okay, I get it now."

She was delighted when the huge mug came with a mound of tiny marshmallows slowly melting into the rich chocolate.

"Okay, I guess I can trust you," she said happily, then frowned. "Speaking of trusting you I have another secret that I think is time to tell you. Damn, here goes, I am a virgin."

Mark barely paused his fork on it's way to his mouth then said, "Well, we can take care of that later today if you'd like."

"That's it? I tell you I'm a virgin and all you can say is you'll take care of it?" she said in shock.

"Well, it's certainly not the largest revelation in the past twelve hours is it?" he said grinning.

"No, it's not," she said blushing.

"So, I recommend we go to my place so I can shower and get some different clothes. Someone should be in the office by then and I can tell them I'm not coming in," he told her. "Then we are going to your place, where you will be more comfortable, and take care of your little problem."

"I'm suddenly not hungry anymore," she said and started to slide out of the booth.

He laughed and gestured for her to relax saying, "Calm down, finish your delicious omelet and savor your hot chocolate. It's just eight o'clock. By the time we get to your place it will be maybe ten. We will have to leave your place at four to make it in to work on time. I am a great lover and I want to take my time with you but it's not going to take six hours."

She still looked nervous but finally she sat back and finished off her meal. Mark laughed at her and pointed to his upper lip. She used her napkin and removed her chocolate mustache. They walked hand in hand to the parking garage and he had them at his apartment in no time.

"Did you want to come up or wait for me here?" he said lightly, trying to put her at ease.

"I better come up, I should have peed at the diner. I won't be able to make it all the way to my place," she said not looking at him like peeing was a terrible thing to have to do.

He didn't say a word just got out and went around to her side and opened the door. She put her arm in his and he led her to the elevator and up to his floor. He opened the door then stepped aside and bowed her in. With a giggle she walked in. She stopped in the middle of the open floor plan and admired the modern furniture and the spotlessly clean space. The kitchen and dining room were on the right. The living room was in the middle and three doors to the left. Mark pointed to the middle door and said it was the guest bathroom.

He went through the door on the left. Tanya emptied her bladder then making up her mind, stripped off her clothes. She stood looking at her image in the mirror then, before she lost her courage, exited the bathroom and opened his bedroom door. She could hear the shower running and nearly sneaked back out and got dressed. It seemed to her that her feet were moving toward the open bathroom door with a will of their own. She let out a soft moan when she saw him in the shower. It was built into the corner and was large enough that it didn't need a door. She boldly walked in and touched him on the shoulder. He jumped and nearly went down before he recovered. He looked at her naked body for several seconds then pulled her under the stream of water and began kissing her.

When they came up for air she said, "I couldn't wait any longer, I was either going to lose my mind or chicken out."

"We will take it at whatever speed you want," he said smiling.

"I told you I was a virgin, this is the first time a man has seen me naked. And the first time I have seen a naked man," she said hesitantly.

"I still can't believe that no one has talked you out of your pearl of great price," he said trying to keep the mood light.

"A few have tried," she said seriously. "I am very particular, I have always known the exact type of man I was going to marry. Until then, no sex, not even any fooling around really. Until you of course."

"So what's so different about me?" he asked. "And why were such a bitch for so long?"

"I don't know, I was rebelling about having to do the community service, Tina threatened me on my very first day and made me do those horrible things to her. You were being nice to me and that always makes me strike back with loads of bitchiness."

"So, no real reason then?" he said laughing.

Instead of answering she said, "I'm starting to prune up and my nerve is starting to fail," she said. "Can we dry each other off and go to your bed do you think?"

"Of course," he said shutting off the water. He reached over and plucked a huge bath towel off the heated towel bar and started drying her.

"Oh, that feels so nice. My mom used to heat the towel for me when I was a girl, I've missed it." she said dreamily.

While he was drying her off he used that as an excuse to explore her sexy fit little body. She could only take it for so long before she grabbed the towel from his hands and threw it on the floor. She grabbed another towel from the bar and gave him the same exploratory drying off. When she had gone as far as she dared she dropped the towel and said, "I suppose it's time. Will you do me a huge favor?"

"I will do anything your little heart desires princess."

"I have always thought that the first time I would be doing this would be on my wedding night," she said blushing. "Part of the fantasy was being carried across the threshold. Could you um, maybe do that for me?"

With a grin he bent and picked her up throwing her over his shoulder in a fireman's carry. With a shriek she pummeled his back. "No. no you idiot," she screamed trying not to laugh.

He put her down and kissed her before picking her up under her shoulders and knees. He carried her into the bedroom and gently deposited her in the middle of the king sized bed. He spent a few moments just taking in her natural beauty. Then he realized he was making her uncomfortable so he lay next to her and started kissing her. When he felt her relax he moved his lips to her ears and neck. The further south he went the more excited they both became.

Tanya had her first orgasm when he pinched one nipple while gently biting the other. "Stop, stop," she begged him. "I have never had anyone do that, give me a minute, please."

"You've never had anyone do what?" he asked curiously.

"I told you, this is the first time anyone has seen me naked."

"Well surely someone has played with these gorgeous breasts before?" he said with a frown.

"I had too much to drink once when I was eighteen and let a drunk boy touch them but then I panicked and ran back to the party. When he came out of the bedroom we had been in and told everyone that I was a frigid virgin bitch of a cock tease," she said softly. "For some reason no one in our circle ever tried anything with me after that. Not even much kissing if you must know."

"I'm sorry that happened to you, he was a jerk, you deserved better than that," he said as he scooted up far enough to kiss her lips.

"I have never told anyone that story before, you won't repeat it will you?" she said anxiously.

"No, of course not," he said kissing her again. "Besides, by the time I'm finished with you you're going to have a great number of happy memories."

"Oh god, I hope so," she said putting her hands on his head and pushing it back down her body.

When he reached the top of her mound he shifted so get between her legs. Tanya froze and held her legs together. He smiled to himself, she might have had her legs firmly together but she had a pussy gap over two inches wide so she wasn't really hiding anything. Mark didn't try to force them apart, he just moved to to her feet and started kissing his way up. By the time he was kissing her just above her knees she had relaxed and her legs were starting to part. When he was close to her pussy he gently pushed her legs apart. She didn't offer any resistance, allowing him to spread her wide enough to get his head between her thin legs.

He breathed in the heady scent of an excited female. He gently took one of her lips into his mouth and used his tongue like he was french kissing her. That got a low moan from her so he repeated it on her other side.

"Oh god that feels good," she said her voice quivering. "But you need to suck my clit. I want to cum now."

He obliged her and less than a minute later she had her first orgasm. He teased her saying, "For a virgin you sure seem to know what you want."

"I am a virgin with a man but I have a large collection of toys," she informed him. "What I want now is to feel a real penis inside me."

He kissed his way back up her body and after kissing her lips face and neck for several minutes positioned his cock at her entrance. Just as he was going to ask her if she was ready she said, "You don't have to be gentle, I took care of my hymen years ago," she whispered.

He nodded and slowly inserted his hard cock into her. It was his turn to moan. She might have used dildos before but hers was, without a doubt, the tightest pussy he had ever been in. She had been tense at the initial penetration but the deeper he went the more her hips rose off the bed to meet his. She dictated the rhythm and speed of their coupling. It only took two minutes of frantic thrusting for her to reach her climax. They slowed their hip action and Mark continued to move in and out of the tiny blond woman.

"Pull out and lie down," she ordered him. "I want to ride this magnificent penis."

He complied and when she had taken all of him he said, "You know. when we're making love you could call it a cock."

"You are right of course," she nodded and moaned. "So, at the risk of being crude, stop talking and use that fat cock of yours to make my cunt come all over you."

With her riding him with all the skill of a champion bull rider he was soon asking her where she wanted his cum. "I'm on the pill so fire it up my tight little pussy. I have been waiting a long time to feel a guy shoot inside me."

He used his hands on her hips to fuck up into her even harder and in a couple of minutes he warned her then unloaded. Her eyes went wide when she felt his seed fill her insides. She started trembling and had a thirty second long orgasm. She milked every drop from him then collapsed onto his chest. He held her until they had regained their breath then began kissing her sweet lips. Both of them were disappointed when his cock softened and slipped out of her no longer virgin pussy.

They lie in each others arms for quite a while then Tanya said, "As good as that stuff felt going in it's a little sticky coming back out. Time to hit the showers big guy."

After they showered Mark rummaged around in his closet and found her a robe to wear. He laughed when she put it on then helped her fold back the sleeves so he hands stuck out. It was dragging on the floor but there wasn't much he could do about that. He made coffee and when he asked if she were hungry she nearly said no, more out of habit than anything. Then she asked if maybe he had a bagel or just some toast. He produced an onion bagel slathered with cream cheese and an Asiago cheese bagel with lox and told her to choose. She took half of each and they ate and drank coffee until it was time to get ready for work.

When they walked into the dressing room at work they were holding hands. They other elves just stared at them until Cindy smiled and said, "About fucking time you two." She came over and hugged Tanya then Mark. This set off a wave of hugs and congratulations.

Mark finally had to remind them they had a job to do. The day went well with no major problems. The elves decided that they needed to have a drink to celebrate the new couple. Mark looked at Tanya and she nodded her agreement. After two drinks Tanya reluctantly announced that it was time for her and Mark to leave. She took his arm as they left the bar and guided him to the diner. They headed for an empty booth and as they did Sheila the waitress asked, "Chocolate or Strawberry tonight kids?"

Mark smiled and said, "One of each and keep them coming."

They had finished about half of their shakes when Sheila delivered the California burger and patty melt. As they finished eating Mark said, "I thought after the night we had and the fun at my place you would need more than two drinks."

"I think it's time to maybe cut back on the booze, just a little," she said looking into his eyes.

As casually as he could he said, "Well, maybe just a little less wouldn't hurt."

She reached across the table and took his hands and quietly said, "I'm going to need some help I think."

"Whatever you need, I'm here for you."

"Okay then," she said briskly. "The first thing I need is a ride home, I don't think I could handle the bus tonight."

Mark smiled as he slid out of the booth and took her hand to help her up, "Your chariot awaits my lady."

When they pulled up at her place she directed him to the underground parking garage. She fished around in her purse and came up with a card that opened the gate. She directed him to her reserved space and got out of the car. He was a little confused but quickly got out and followed her to an elevator. Neither of them said a word until they were in her apartment.

Then she came into his arms and they started kissing. After a few minutes she pulled away from him and said, "When I said I would need your help to stop drinking what I meant was that you would need to distract me so I wouldn't want a drink."

"Okay that sounds reasonable. How should I distract you?"

Her hands went to the buttons of her blouse and began undoing them, "Oh I can think of a number of ways that you could get my attention."

By the time Christmas rolled around and the job was finished Tanya had completed 140 hours of her sentence. She had underwent an alcohol assessment and had chosen a rehab clinic to attend. Her lawyers had made a deal with the court. If she successfully completed rehab the remainder of her time would be dismissed.

Mark thought she had done well on her own but that the AA meetings and the rehab would see her well on her way to recovery. Distracting her had become a five to eight times per week pleasure but he was starting to wear out.

Mark's Christmas wish was they would always be together and that she would love him as much as he loved her. Oddly enough, that was Tanya's wish as well.

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