Santa's Stand In

By Nikki Hall

When the department store Santa breaks his leg, tall, awkward Grant get's roped in to being his stand in at the last minute. The pants are too short, he's way too skinny and completely the wrong age, but he's the only one that can do it. The only upside to standing in for Santa is the incredibly sexy Lara who is playing his elf assistant. When Lara finds Santa has a generous Christmas 'package' it's only a matter of time until there's some dirty fun in Santa's grotto!

A sweet, delicious, entertaining and most of all naughty little Christmas tale from the delightful mind of Nikki Hall.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nikki Hall
• Release date: Dec 3, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463909324

Nikki Hall

Nikki is an Australian author of erotica and aims to provide stimulating, exciting erotica for your pleasure.

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Santa’s Stand In

Copyright Nikki Hall 2019

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All sexually active characters in this work of fiction are over the age of eighteen

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Edited by Tex Beethoven

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Hey Grant, you’ve got your police certificate that clears you to work with children don’t you?

Yeah, of course I have.

Excellent. Then you’re Santa.

What the fuck?

Phil broke his leg last night; so … he can’t play Santa, and we don’t have time to find anyone else. You’re it, Barry explained.

I’m a nineteen-year-old, six foot four dork and I don’t like kids. I don’t even like working in the toy section! I am not a credible Santa, Grant protested.

"Doesn’t matter. We don’t have anyone else. The suit’s in the back. We’ll find something to stuff in it to pad out your scrawny frame, and you can tell all the mums and kids you’re just Santa’s helper. They won’t care, as long as they get to tell you about all the shit they want. Speak to Melanie, she’ll give you the rundown on what you can and can’t promise the little bastards."

Santa isn’t in my job description! Nothing was ever said about even possibly having to play Santa, Grant complained.

Too bad, you’re it.

Fuck.

Grant accepted the fact that Barry was at least gracious enough not to chew him out for cursing and ended up slinking off to the back of the store to meet with Melanie; an older but attractive woman he’d previously only run into a couple times during his employment at the department store.

"You’re going to be Santa? You?!" she scoffed, disbelief in her voice.

That’s what I was told by Barry. Repeatedly.

Well you’re not bringing much to the table for me to work with, but let’s see what we can do. Strip out of your clothes and put this suit on, she instructed him, handing him a cheaply made Santa suit.

What, right here in front of you?

You’re wearing underwear, aren’t you?

Well, yeah …

Get on with it then; Santa is expected to be out there in fifteen minutes, and we don’t have time for you to waste traipsing off to the change room.

Grant sighed and turned his back to the woman as he started pulling off his shirt and trousers.

Good lord, you’re a bag of bones, Melanie noted, not looking away to give him any privacy and not being subtle about it. I’ll have to find a lot of something to stuff out that suit. Grant didn’t bother objecting. He knew he was scrawny. Hell, it wasn’t like he ever did anything physical. He pulled the top on, and then the pants. He stumbled clumsily as he went to put his second leg into the pants, but instead fell to the floor awkwardly. Melanie went to grab him to help, but she missed and ended up looming halfway