A Naughty Secret Santa

Written By: Savannah Chase

Copyright 2007 Savannah Chase

Angel barely sat down at her desk and turned on her computer when a blue message light flickered on the bottom of her screen.

Hot2Trot: Good morning hot stuff…LOL

Hot2Trot was the screen name her friend Holly used whenever they talked on line. She was on the other side of the floor they both worked on.

ShyAngel: Good morning, you know I just sat down at my desk

Hot2Trot: I know that’s why I messaged you so quickly. I was going to call but I can’t.

Hot2Trot: You R never going to believe what I just saw.

ShyAngel:?

Hot2Trot: Erick almost tripped over his own feet in his office when you walked by.

ShyAngel: ?

Hot2Trot: The man was drooling over you, that’s why

ShyAngel: I don’t know what you saw, maybe his shoe was undone or something, but there is NO way it was because of me. No way

Hot2Trot: What? OMG, he was looking at you. The only other person around you at the moment was Dan, and I’m 100% sure he wasn’t drooling over Dan. The man has it for you. BAD!!!

Angel smiled to herself. Her friend had to be wrong, there was no way that he felt anything towards her except respect for an employee. She wasn’t his type.

Erick Craig was the type of man who was usually seen with supermodels on his arm. Not plain Jane bookworms like her.

ShyAngel: U r so wrong……

Hot2Trot: No way, I’m always right and you know it. Ok I got 2 go. I need to catch the coffee cart before it vanishes.

ShyAngel: Talk to you later, and no I’m not wrong

She clicked the little x on her screen to close off the window and continued putting her desk in order. The holiday season was always hectic around here and with Christmas Eve three days away it was going to get a lot crazier. Tons of things had to get done before some went off on their holiday vacation.

She still had to input half the employees hours and make sure to check that she hadn’t missed anything.

*****

By lunch time she was just finishing off printing all the employee hours for the pay period. She was just getting the last page when Holly rang her up.

“Did you send me that email with the picture of that thing you were looking for?” Holly asked.

Angel could hear Holly laughing on the other end.

“What thing?”

“You know the thing……the pink thing that shall remain unnamed. The….”

Angel stopped Holly from saying anything more.

“Shhhhhhhhhhh…..not another word out of your mouth, or do you want me to come over there and hurt you. All I need is the whole office to know I’m looking for a sex toy in the form of a pink blow up chair with its own pink dildo.”

“Hey it’s definitely a conversation piece.”

Angel couldn’t help but start laughing at the comment.

“Yah I’ll blow it up when I get it, and place it right in front of my desk, how’s that sound?”

The pink chair was something, just not the type of something she wanted the whole office to know about.

“Sounds good to me.” her friend replied teasingly.

“I’ll send over the email right now.”

“I’ll be waiting,” Holly replied before she hung up.

Angel had been looking for the chair for the past few weeks. It was a hot pink blow up chair that came with an equally pink dildo. She found it at an on line store called Naughty or Nice.

Since she wasn’t getting any lately, she figured it was time to take matters into her own hands. Might as well have a little fun with the pink chair.

Angel quickly opened up the online Naughty or Nice boutique web page and copied the web link and photo into the email so she could get it sent to Holly before she forgot again.

“Knock knock,” she heard as Keith - one of the file clerks- walked into her office and was headed straight for her.

Angel clicked on Holly’s email address as fast as she could before he could get close enough to see what was on her computer screen.

Just as she was looking back to check the email the computer screen suddenly went black and the whole computer shut down.

All that just as Keith got to her desk, in range to see what had been on her screen.

A part of her felt relieved but she wasn’t sure if she should panic, she had been trying to hurry up and get the email off  her computer, but now she wasn’t sure if she had sent it and if it went to Holly….

Voices from the outside could be heard and as she let out a worried sigh.

“I came in to tell you Erick would like everyone in the board room, we’re going to draw the names for the secret Santa.”

“Yah, thank you, I was just finishing off some work and the computer shut down.”

Angel got up from the desk and followed Keith out into the hallway.

“Guys, all the computers are down, someone’s been called already to come check it out,” someone called from down the hallway.

She made her way down the hall past the festively decorated offices, each office almost exactly as the next. Same large grey desk, and big black chair. Large grey cabinets stood against the wall.

“Hey girl,” she heard as she entered the board room, a few people were already seated at the large black table talking amongst themselves.

“I tried to send you the email but he walked into my office - her glance shot towards Keith- I don’t know if it went through. My computer shut down just as I hit send, plus I was trying to hurry up before he saw the email.”

“Did he see anything?” Holly asked teasingly.

“No, if he had I would have died of embarrassment.”

Angel shot Holly a smile.

Just as both women were getting settled in their seats Erick walked through the door, he was holding a large glass bowl with pieces of folded paper inside it.

His dark brown hair neatly slicked back, he was dressed in a black suite and a light blue dress shirt- the first two buttons undone- revealing a lightly tanned and sculpted chest. His green eyes sparkled as he looked their way and nodded.

“Ladies,” he said as he sat across from them and placed the glass bowl in front of him on the table.

“Hi,” both of them answered simultaneously.

Angel tried to keep herself from staring at him as he sat right across from her. Every time she quickly glanced his way he tore his gaze down to the table. If she didn’t know better he was avoiding eye contact.

She wondered if maybe Holly had been right, was it possible he had been staring at her in the morning. The though of those eyes on her awoke the ache between her thighs that hadn’t been satisfied in a long time. One she was about to satisfy once her pink chair would arrive.

She could feel herself getting flushed as she sat secretly looking at him. She was going to kill her friend for putting the idea in her head.

Her and Erick, like that would ever happen she thought to herself.

The final few employees arrived in the boardroom just before they got started.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I’m going to pass the bowl around as always, and you grab a name. I ask you to please keep the name you get to yourself. I know last year a few of you spoiled the surprise. Please don’t do it again this year. Just like last year the limit is fifty dollars maximum. We’ll be exchanging the gifts Friday. That gives you three days to get your stuff,” Erick announced.

Before passing the bowl down the table Erick pulled out the first scrap of paper. A coy smile spread across his face as he glanced at the name that was written on the paper.  Angel watched as he scanned the room before folding the paper back up and placed it in his pocket.

I guess he got the person he really wanted she thought to herself.

By the time the bowl got to where both women were sitting there were only a few scraps with names left. Angel pulled out a name and Holly followed before they continued moving the bowl down to the remaining few people at the table.

Angel glanced at the paper, there in big black writing was Holly’s name. She couldn’t have been happier since this would be such an easy gift to get.

She already knew what to give her. Holly had mentioned it a few weeks ago. It was a music box she’d had since she was a little girl. The box had gotten damaged by accident. Angel had started searching for it right away to try to replace the sentimental item for her friend as a surprise.

Before Holly could see Angel tucked the small scarp of paper in her hand.

While the last person reached to pull out the remaining name Angel wondered who had pulled out her name. She’d never done a secret Santa before, and since this was her first Christmas working here she looked forward to seeing how it all turned out.

“So who’d you get” Holly leaned in and whispered.

“I’m not telling.”

“Come on, I’ll tell you if you tell me,” Holly persisted.

“Nope, you’re just going to have to wait to find out who I got,” Angel said and she smiled.

*****

Erick couldn’t help but smile devilishly as he dropped in his chair back at in his office. As fate would have it he was the lucky one to draw the name he hoped for out of the glass bowl.

This was going to be his chance to show her how he felt about her. This was the push he needed.

From the very first day he laid eyes on her she took his breath away. She made everything inside him ache.

Those beautiful blue, yes they reminded him of the ocean, the golden blonde curls that flowed down her back. The curves of her luscious body, the sweet smell of her lilac perfume. Everything that he dreamed about and more.

The sight of her made his cock hard and strain against his pants like never before. It was an ache that could drive a man to the brink of insanity.

Not a single day went by that he didn’t want to pull her into his office and kiss her, to make love to her on top of his desk. To taste her sweet mouth, to nibble on every part of her like she was the sweetest thing in the world.

Oh how much he wanted to do that. All he had to do was to find the perfect gift, the perfect gift for the perfect woman.

Chapter 2

The next three days went by in a blur. With the computer system crash Angel had to input all of the employee hours all over again. The computers hadn’t gone up totally until late last evening and still some programs were not fully functional until today. The company had a few spare laptops the office had put away just in case something like this happened. Everybody had to try to work around the computer repairs until the system was fully functioning.

There had been talk that the crash was caused deliberately, some disgruntled employee that had been fired a few months back. They discovered he’d been using the company computers to conduct some illegal transactions. Nobody except Erick knew the exact details. The guy had made threats but nothing had happened, until three days ago.

Today the office was going about its regular business, it was Christmas Eve.  Festive decorations adorned each office. The boardroom had been filled with fresh coffee, and finger foods. Cookies that were different holiday shapes and sizes. All decorated with sprinkles and frosting.

Colleagues already had started exchanging gifts, laughter and people thanking one another could be heard echoing down the hall.

Angel had already given Holly her gift first thing in the morning since Holly had only come in for a few hours. She had to catch a flight back to Toronto with Darren - her fiancé- to go back home. She’d promised her parents she’d make it this year for the holidays. It had been a smart choice since now the snow was falling quite heavily and flights were already delayed to some destinations.

The look on Holly’s face had been priceless when she opened her present after finding out she had pulled out her name. There were tears in her eyes as she listened to the music box play. All those weeks trying to locate it paid off. It was suppose to be her Christmas gift but she knew once she had pulled out Holly’s name that she would give it to her for the secret Santa.

Angel had just gotten back to her desk from the photocopier when she found a small red box wrapped in a white bow on her desk. There was a note attached to it.

Her secret Santa was keeping their identity a secret no matter what. This had to be her secret Santa gift since she hadn’t received anything yet. Her curiosity got the best of her as she wondered who could have pulled her name out of the bowl.

She glanced around for anyone who might have been watching her as she picked up the box and read the card.

Open me please……

Angel gently tugged on the white bow then opened the lid. The contents of the box were a surprise, nothing what she guessed might be inside. Inside the box she found another card written in calligraphy letters. The note read

Please do me the honour of meeting me here at the office at eight o’clock. It shall be a night to remember…I shall be waiting…..Your secret Santa

Angel looked around once more as colleagues passed by her office door, still nobody was watching her.

*****

By five o’clock her mind was racing, wondering who possibly could have left her the red box with the note. The thought that it might have come from Erick even crossed her mind, but she quickly dismissed it. It couldn’t be him. She’d heard that he already had given his gift to the person he got. It had to be one of the other men who worked with her on the floor.

But who?

Soon she would find out.

****

It was quarter to seven when Angel returned to the office.  The snow had stopped falling and the drive back wasn’t all that bad. She almost changed her mind and never returned. Her nerves were surely getting the best of her.

Angel had dressed in a red spaghetti strap number with high heels to match. With every step she took down the darkly lit hall towards her office she couldn’t help but feel ridiculous. She had no idea who she was meeting and she had dressed up like she was about to meet prince charming. For all she knew the card she’d received could have been a joke that one of her friends had pulled on her. There were a few people on the floor that got a kick out of things like that.

Letting out a nervous sigh she slowly opened the door to her office. It was empty, except her desk lamp was lit and shining down onto another card.

It read,

Go to the end of the hallway where I shall be waiting for you…. Your secret Santa

Placing the card back onto the desk she switched off the lamp and headed down the hall just as the card had instructed. A part of her was still unsure if she should even be here.

Was this a joke?

She was nervous, excited and maybe even a part of her felt thrilled and aroused. She couldn’t deny that she felt turned on. The anticipation, the hunt to discover who might have planned this.

As she slowly approached the end of the hall, she saw light emanating from an open door.

Shaking, she slowly entered the room.  There were candles all around, the flames danced passionately in the dark office as they brought light into the medium sized space.

Her glance took in the desk where the chair was turned and facing the wall to conceal the identity of whoever was sitting in it. To her right, next to the leather couch stood a very large box, it was wrapped exactly like the small one she had received earlier with the card, red with a big white bow.

“Thank you for coming,” she heard.

As she watched, the chair turned and her heart even skipped a few beats as she saw the person sitting there.

Dressed in a dark suite and a white shirt and black tie to match, hair done to perfection was no one other than Erick.

“I…I almost didn’t,” she revealed as she walked closer to the desk.

“What changed your mind?” he asked as he stood up from the chair and began making his way towards her.

“I had to find out who had left the note, it peaked my curiosity.”

The closer she got the faster her heart was beating. When he stopped he was close enough that she could smell his cologne, feel his breath against her skin.

Heat crawled up her body, overwhelming desire wrapped around her like a blanket as she inhaled his sweet smell. The aroma of soap and aftershave.

Slowly he leaned in, brushed her curls back, his hot breath on her neck.

“Are you happy with what you found,” he whispered.

Angel bit her lower lip to hold back a moan as a shiver shot down her body. All she could do was nod yes. He placed a gentle kiss on her neck, his warm mouth seductively sucked on her flesh.

He was good, real good with those lips of his. With just one kiss he’d fired her body up. Her nipples hardened, the ache in her pussy was uncontrollable. Everything from her lips to her thighs where aching.

Angel braced herself against Erick’s chest as his hands slid down her ribs and the other cupped her cheek right before his mouth seized her lips. As he leaned in she could feel his hard cock straining against his pants.

His kiss, hungry, exploring every part of her mouth, teasing, tasting, nibbling, all she could do was watch her body melt.

“I’ve waited to do this for so long,” he said breathlessly as he pulled away from her.

A moan escaped her, she wanted his lips back, and she wanted his kiss. She wanted more, so much more.

“I want you to go and open your gift,” he said as he leaned in towards her neck, his lips softly brushed against her skin.

Her gaze shot towards the big red box that stood on the floor. She had to steady herself to walk over to the box. Her legs had already given up on her. No big surprise there.

Reaching for the box she lifted it. There right in front of her stood a chair, the pink blow up chair, the pink blow up chair that she had wanted and emailed to her friend Holly.

She could feel herself blushing as her eye traveled from the chair to where Erick was standing.

“I got your email,” he said devilishly.

She couldn’t believe it, the email never made it to Holly but somehow it made it to Erick. The last person she ever wanted to see it.

“I must admit when I saw the email and this pink chair all I found myself doing was picturing you sitting on it, naked and riding that pink cock.”

His gaze fell on top of the chair and then returned back to her. Hearing him say that to her made the ache between her thighs grow, her body was a raging fire on the brink of getting out of control.

Her attention shifted to his pants where his cock was obviously straining against the material.

He was trying hard to keep his composure.

“What else,” she asked seductively.

A deep groan left his lips, and he looked at her. His eyes solely focused on her.

“I’ve pictured you lying here naked on my desk as I fuck you over and over. You call out my name as I make you come.”

Erick removed his jacket and tossed it to the leather couch.

Angel tried to squeeze her thighs to stop the ache from getting any worse. Unfortunately it was no use.

She couldn’t remember the last time she had been so wet, so aroused as she was now.

Her hand reached for her dress strap and she slowly pulled it down her arm, then the other.

She let the dress slowly fall to the floor before she stepped out of it. All she was left in now was a red thong and high heels.

“Tell me one thing.”

“What’s that?” he asked.

“Have you been naughty or nice this year?”

“I’ve been very naughty,” he replied devilishly.

“Really, well then I guess I’m just going to have to punish you for that,” she replied as her fingers glided down her body and stopped at her thong. She gently tugged at it pulling it off.

“You’re killing me right in front of your eyes,” he said as he began to walk towards her.

“No, you’ve been bad. You can look but don’t touch,” she replied teasing him.

Angel walked to the chair and stood over it, positioning herself right above the pink cock.

Her body swaying seductively from side to side as she slowly began her sensual dance.

She bit her lower lip as her hands glided over her perky nipples, down her ribs, her stomach, down her thighs.

Angel watched as her movements only pushed Erick further. He was trying to hold back from walking over to her, his fists tightened, his jaw clenched.

Her seductive dance continued and each time her body lowered over the pink cock her pussy got closer and closer to it.

Erick didn’t know how much more he could take watching her. This was utter murder to him and especially his cock.

Every sway of her hips, was taunting him. She told him he could only look but not touch. He wanted to be near her, touch her, taste her, that neck, those breasts. Every last bit of her.

The candles around the office flickered, they almost looked like they were dancing, casting shadows, illuminating the beauty that was before his eyes.

Angel slowly lowered her body all the way down, her pussy engulfed the pink cock, and a sweet moan escaped her lips.

He watched as her body rose up and down, his eyes were locked with hers. Subtle whimpers and cries left her as the pink cock pounded into her. The faster her body moved the louder she moaned.

Erick could see it in her eyes, they were glazed, almost sparkling. She was going to come any moment.

Never had a woman ever let him watch her as she had an orgasm in front of him especially not with a pink sex toy.

Not once had he felt the strong want to be with someone as he was experiencing right now. He swore he could almost die if he couldn’t be with her. Angel not only unravelled his body but everything inside him.

When she came, her melodic cries filled the room. She threw her head back, her body shuttered as pleasure ripped through her.

Erick decided he’d had enough, she’d punished him enough. He began walking over towards her, his fingers franticly tearing through each button on his shirt. He kicked off his shoes as a deep groan came out of his mouth.

When he reached her he slowly lifted her body of the chair, her eyes still sparkling like stars.

“Angel, I can’t take anymore of this,” he said, and then he lifted her off the ground and into his arms, and then carried her over to his desk.

Gently he placed her down and finished removing the rest of his clothing.

Angel lay there watching as he tossed his stuff to the side, as soon as his boxers were off his cock sprang to freedom.

Erick climbed on top of the desk and positioned himself over her. For a moment he lingered above her, his cock brushing against her body.

Slowly he lowered himself towards her and captured her lips, his kiss deep and intoxicating, exhilarating to her senses. His tongue exploring her mouth with need and hunger.

With one hand supporting himself above her he used the other to explore her body, his hands caressing her thighs, her ribs, her breasts.

When he continued to tease her breasts a whimper left her lips.

Eric abandoned her mouth and began moving down her body, to her neck, sucking, teasing, licking, tasting. Lower and lower he traveled until he reached her breasts. His mouth captured one hard bud, kissing, tasting, and nipping. Her breast left reddened when he pulled away and moved to the other.

Angel raised her hands above her head and took hold of the edge of the desk. Erick was going to make her come even before he was inside her.

She wanted him, his cock pounding inside her. She wanted Erick to fuck her until her body was sore and it hurt to breathe. It hurt to move.

Just as she was sure she would orgasm Erick left her breasts and slid back up her body, in one thrust he was inside her. Her pussy more then welcoming his cock inside her.

He groaned as his body began to thrust in and out, faster and faster, harder and deeper with each move.

Angel’s hands were still grasping the edge of the desk as his cock pounded into her frantically. It didn’t take long before her body unravelled like a spool of string and pleasure consumed her like a fire.

“Erick,” she cried out.

He groaned deep as his own orgasm threw him over the edge. His body tensed and his breathing was rapid.

In that split second time stood still.

Erick collapsed next to her and tried to get his body to wind down. This was a night he would never forget, a night he planned on having with her many more times to come.

This was a night he would never forget.

What started out with a secret Santa, add in a computer crash and a diverted email ended up with him getting the push he needed to be with the woman of his dreams.

Angel was the best gift of all.