His gaze rakes over my body taking in tonight's outfit. Tonight is my last night as I never work on Christmas Eve for family reasons. So tonight’s outfit is my best yet. I have on black ankle boots with red boy shorts, with a gold boob tube, but I have added red ribbon across my boobs, so they look gift wrapped. Then I added the finishing touches, I added red suspenders, and a fluffy Santa hat.
I always make my own costumes. I am just finishing up my degree in fashion design, working here helps with my tuition. Harvey and Hayley have been amazing with me, my family and school life.
Music plays through the speakers, and my body sways to the music. His eyes stay glued to me, making my skin hot. It takes a lot to get me hot, and this man is doing it with just looking at me. I give him a seductive smile and he smirks at me.
“You like what you see, baby?” I ask him.
His smirk turns into a full-blown smile and he nods his head. I bite my lip and turn around, bending at the waist and touching my calves. I turn my head to look at him, even though I am partially upside down. His eyes have zoned in on my ass, so I give him a little reward. I wiggle my butt at him and see his eyes go wide. My ass is my pride and joy. I work out for hours at the gym to keep it in this good shape.
I snap up right, then drop, doing a sexy squat. I stand to full height and turn back to face him. He has undone two more buttons of his shirt, showing me a chest tattoo. My skin heats up ten-degrees more. I move my body to the music, popping my hips to the soft beat.
I part my legs and bent at the waist again, offering him a view of my cleavage that is being restrained in the gold material. I lower my body to floor, getting on all fours in front of him. I slowly crawl over to him, swaying my hips with every step.
I inch closer and closer to him, his chest heaving with desire. I love knowing these big powerful men are affected by me.
Making these men lose control is a nightly goal for me.
I reach him, rising up and placing my hands on his spread knees. His breathing hitches and mine matches his. The heat passes through our touch, even with the material in between.
“Fuck, you have the most spectacular tits I have ever seen. What I would do to them, if I was allowed to touch you more.”He licks his lips and I climb to my feet and slowly, maneuver myself so that my knees are sitting at his hips. I am straddling him, feeling his erection against my core.
“God, baby, I can feel how hot you are for me.”
“So hot.” I say.
“I would love to take you home with me. Let me ask my boy Harvey if I can borrow you over Christmas.” I am shocked by his words.
No one has ever wanted to take me home, but I also not the naive little girl I used to be. I know that he only wants me for my body. He wants to fuck me and then leave me. I had a man like that and I have no intention of having one in my life again.
“No can do, sweetie. You only have me for the next thirty minutes. Sorry.” I shrug and grind down on him. He moans and rests his hands on my hips, holding me there.
“Oh come on, Winter, you know you want more.”
“Maybe. But house policy. I can’t date customers.” I grind down more on him, before climbing back off his lap.
I turn around, giving him my back and I sway my hips to the new song that has started playing. Pulling at the suspenders, making them snap against my bare skin.
I wink at him over my shoulder and he chuckles at me. Turning to face him once again, and slowly lower each strap down my shoulders. His eyes follow my every move. I let the straps fall and the gently hit my thighs. I sway my hips to the music and raise my hands above my head and close my eyes, getting lost in the song.
I slowly open my eyes to see him standing in front of me, almost touching me. His body heat warming my body more.
I bite my lip and slowly lower my hands. They slide down my hair, down my neck, over my breasts. His eyes trace my body, just as my hands do. My red nail polish, standing out against my pale skin. I cup my breasts, and a growl comes from him. I smileup at him and continue with my travelling hands. I bring them down over my chest and onto my flat stomach. My hands stop at my hips, where the material of my boy shorts start.
He lifts one of his hands and slides his knuckles across my stomach. Goosebumps break out across my skin and I shiver. No man has made me heat up like this before. I look up into his eyes and tuck my thumb into my boy shorts, and ever so slowly I drag them down my thighs. At the last second, I turn my back to him and bend over, helping the material down my legs and fall to the floor. He can now see my bare ass, and bits if the red thong I am wearing.
“Now that is an ass, a man can never live without touching.” He growls out behind me.
“Well maybe a little touch can be applied.” I smile at him as his hands find my body.
Every woman should be made to feel beautiful and sexy at least once on their lift time. They should also be very envious of where I am right now.
Maybe, I can have a talk to Harvey after all.
Merry Christmas to me.
Chapter four
Room 4 is Gabe
