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With a wave, I pretend not to hear her and get inside the car. If she knew my wish, it would spoil hers.
If Julie James wants a family, I’ll do everything in my power to give her one… after all, she’s perfect for me.
5
Nicholas
The next few days pass in a blur of watching Julie through the glass panel that separates my office from her desk during the daytime and watching her in the evenings when she plays Santa’s Sexy Assistant for me. I walk her to her car every night and we talk more about ourselves than we ever have before.
Past Julie was off limits, but present Julie I can’t wait to unwrap.
After the fifth night of dress up, I almost wish those men would return just so that I have a reason to follow her home.
It won’t matter, really - I’ve been following her home anyway. But having a reason for her to let me stay the night, rather than leave me standing outside her door like a crazy Stalker Santa, would make things easier for me.
On the fifth night, she catches me at her door when she tries to take the trash out.
“Nick?” she asks, surprise written all over her face. “What are you doing here? Did you follow me home?”
Yes.
“You lost this,” I tell her, reaching into my pocket to pull out the silver bracelet I unclasped from her wrist at lunch that afternoon. I was planning on keeping it, but now that I’m caught, sacrifices have to be made.
“My bracelet!” She takes it from me eagerly and holds the door open for me to come inside. “Thank you! I can’t believe you found it. I went crazy looking for it after work today.”
I follow her inside after she leaves the trash at her doorstep. “The initials,” I murmur. “I saw the initials and thought it might be yours.”
“It was actually my grandmother’s. We shared the same initials.”
“How lucky.”
“My grandfather gave it to her as a wedding gift. Every year they were married, he gave her another charm.” She clasps the chain on her wrist and gives it a shake. All the charms jingle together and shine in the light, bringing a smile to her lips.
I vow to give her a bracelet of her own once we’re married. And a new charm every year. Maybe two, just to make her happy. Or a charm for every child we have, until the bracelet is so full that not a single link is left bare.
The thought of Julie baring my children sends blood straight to my cock, and I clench my jaw to keep it under control. But being in her house, surrounded by her scent and thoughts of our future, makes the ache I have for her grow unbearable.
“Can I use your restroom?” I ask, hanging my robe on the back of her bar stool. I’ve wanted to check her conditioner since the night I brushed her hair behind her ear; I suspect its orange, just like her favorite tea, but I need to know for sure.
“Yeah, it’s through the bedroom.” Julie waves me in the general direction as she prepares two cups of her favorite tea for us.
The bedroom.
I step across the threshold and goosebumps cover my skin. The room not only smells like Julie, but it smells likesex.And I know for a fact that no one has been in here but me.
Someone’s been naughty tonight.
The image of Julie touching herself sends me into a frenzy, and I nearly come in my pants like a horny teenager. Grabbing my rock hard cock, I beeline for the bathroom and groan as soon as the door shuts behind me.Fuck, this is going to be the death of me.
Coming in my hand won’t be enough when I’m in her home. I want to come all over her. Inside her. Pump her full of my seed until she’s leaking all over the sheets.
“Fuuuuck,” I hiss through gritted teeth, gripping my cock so tightly that it purples at the tip. I don’t want to waste a single drop. Ihaveto save this for her.
Ihaveto make her holiday wish come true.
“Nick?” Julie knocks on the bathroom door when I don’t answer. “Are you okay? I thought I heard a groan. Are you in pain? I have meds—” She turns the door handle and pulls open the door before I can compose myself or at least get my dick back in my pants.
Her eyes widen and she gasps, but she doesn’t look away. “O-oh,” she stammers, her face turning deliciously red. “I’m sorry. I should have knocked.”
