EroticReverie

It was a few weeks before Christmas and I was at my works Christmas party. Which just so happened to be my fathers company. I started working for him last year part time, while taking a year off before college. 

I wasn't spoiled, but I was most definitely a Daddy's girl and everyone knew it too. My father made no attempt to refrain from singing my praises to absolutely everyone. I would have asked him to stop, because I knew that other people would be well aware I was favored. Which was why I had to bust my ass three times as hard. 

There weren't many people who looked down upon me, or thought I was handed this job. Okay, I was handed it, but I did a damn good job. In fact there was only one person who seemed to have a problem with my working for my father and his name was Dane. Dane, the bane of my existence. 

A hot mother fucker, with the worlds biggest stick up his ass. But of course, only towards me. 

Okay, well, that wasn't true either. He was a hard ass on everyone, while still somehow being charming to others. But not to me, nope. He never wasted his breath on giving me any positive reinforcements. 

He was twenty eight, 6 foot five hundred million and filled out his fucking suits like a fucking god. It was absurd, and unfair that a man that hot was such a prick. 

Currently he was chatting up some of the women from the first floor who were going all heart eyed and blushing over him.  His eyes lift briefly over to me and catches me staring. But I don't look away, I just snarl slightly and glare and the corner of his mouth twitches upward, curving into that smart ass smile he gets when he knows he's pissed me off. 

I turn away and walk over to one of the younger interns, closer to my age and talk to her. 

"Oh my god this dress is adorable!" she says as she gestures to it. "Where did you buy such a thing?" 

"I made it." I say. 

"no way!" her eyes light up. 

I was wearing a vintage style dress. The top was red and white stripped and had three green bows down the middle. The bottom part that started at my waist and flowed out, was a green background, and had red and white large stockings with cartoon looking puppies in them. the dress came down to just below my knees, and I'd paired it with a pair of thigh high red candy cane covered white stockings and red flats. 

My blonde hair was currently up in two large space buns. I'd specifically ombred my hair christmas colors last week. So it ran from blonde to red on one side, and blonde to green on the other. 

I looked adorable, and I didnt care that she might be lying, because my style wasn't for everyone. Which was another reason I think that sometimes people didnt take me seriously. But whatever, clothes should be fun and you should feel good in them. I loved my style. 

Of course there were people tonight wearing festive clothes, and ugly christmas sweaters, reindeer head bands, santa hats and such, but I wore this stuff, everyday. 

"Wow that's so cool." she says and then I go to open my mouth, but I hear Dane's deep, cocky voice right behind me, and it startles me, and I tighten my lips as he speaks. 

"Very cool. You make it with all the free time you get working part time?" he asks. I roll my eyes, as Jenna bites her lips together and turns. 

It was no secret that me and Dane did NOT get along. So everyone avoided us whenever we were around each other. 

"Oh, hello Dane" I say , spitting his name like it tastes foul in my mouth. 

He gives me a glance, down my outfit and back up. He scoffs and shakes his head.

I put a hand on my hip, while holding my little clear plastic cup of eggnog. 

"Is there a problem Dane?" I ask. 

His lifts one of his dark brows.

"Nope." he says popping the p on his lips as he lifts a clear cup, but his is the fun stuff. Liqour.  Dad goes all out for Christmas, him and my mother are Christmas obsessed, which is why anyone can guess why my name Is Noelle. 

"No problem here Noelle." he says and I watch him swipe his tongue over his mouth. It's not sexual in the slightest, but god damn. He was infuriatingly hot. I wanted to smack his hot face, just for being so hot...oh, and for being a dick. 

He had eyes the color of moss. That pissed me the fuck off too. Mossy eyed motherfucker. 

Paired with his long dark lashes, and his scruffy facial hair today, and that fricken santa hat. Why oh why did he have to have a santa hat on? I shared my parents love for christmas. So any hot man in a santa hat, made me wanna get my stocking stuffed. 

We just stood there. Him waiting for me to try to get the last word. That was my thing. I always had to have the last word with Dane. 

He wasn't that festive, but was wearing dark jeans and hunter green long sleeved t shirt that did me no favors in trying to avoid looking at his arms.

"so what's daddy getting you for christmas Noelle? A promotion?" he asks. 

I narrow my eyes at him.

"Nope. Just your job." I say and the corner of his mouth lifts. 

"You'd need a christmas miracle for that to happen. Maybe if you ask nicely, I'll let him put you as my assistant. Have you fetch my things, answer my calls, take my messages of people calling to tell me how much money I made their clients, and how i'm the best." he says. 

I make a gagging noise. 

"Barf." I say and that smirk lifts again. 

"Someone should poison the egg nog and dump it down your throat." I say. 

"Someone should probably becareful or Santa might decide to bend them over their lap this year and give them the spanking they deserve." he says. 

My eyes widen. "You did not just say that to me." 

He lets out a laugh. 

"Watch that tush Noelle, I know I do." he says and turns and my jaw drops as he walks away. 

He, did, not. 

I watch him walk out of the room of the hall in the hotel and when I'm done picking my jaw up off the floor , I slam my egg nog down and take off after him. 

By the time I reach the hall , he's almost turning another corner. 

"Dane!" I yell at him and watch him pause, and then slowly turn. the side of his mouth lifts as he lifts his hands and slides them into his pockets of his jeans. 

I walk over, okay, well I almost run. 

"Did you just....did you just imply you .." I dont even finish what I'm saying because I'm just fucking stunned. 

"That I think about your ass?" he asks and my jaw drops yet again. 

"What is wrong with you?!" I shriek and he smiles. 

"Other than the fact your dress hides said ass? Nothing." he says and turns and starts to walk again.

I huff. 

"Are you drunk!?" I yell at him and turn the corner and he's laughing as he presses the button to the elevator.

"Not in the slightest." he says and turns his head to  look at me. 

"You can't say shit like that. It's inappropriate." I say and he just smiles and then looks back the elevator. 

I just cross my arms, waiting for him to apologize. 

"Where are you going, arent you even going to apologize to me?" I say and he just looks ahead waiting for the elevator. 

"To my room. And no. I'm not." he says. 

"You have to." I say and he turns his head. 

"Why is that?" he asks. 

"Because that was....it was...rude!" I finally get out my words. 

He just shrugs and the door opens and he steps in and goes to the back of the elevator and I just watch as he slides his hands out of his pockets. My eyes dip down at the movement. Holy shit. 

I could see the outline of his dick. I shake my head and look up. 

"You coming?" he asks. 

My eyes brows pinch and the door starts to shut, I slam my hand on the side and it pops back open. 

"What?" I ask, almost angrily. 

"Are you coming to my room? To get your spankings from Santa." he says and points to his Santa hat. 

"Who ARE you?!" I ask and he just looks at me. 

"I'm Santa." he says and I narrow my eyes.  The door moves and I push at it again. 

"Come on...step inside the workshop Noelle. I've got a present for you." he says and my jaw drops. 

"Are you serious right now!? Is this a joke?!" I yell at him, because he's being such an ass, and he's never made remarks like this before. 

"Serious. Yes. Joke? No." he says. 

"Get yourself and that hideous fucking dress in here." he says and my mouth hangs open. 

"It is NOT hideous!" I step in just so I can smack his arm. He laughs and the door closes and I turn my head and go to move to step back out, but his hand slips behind me , pulls me into him and I gasp as I look up at him. 

"I've been a good boy this year Noelle, what are you gonna give me?" he asks. 

"Not a damn thing" I say. "Cause you've been awful all year, and you're being awful now!" I say and go to push at him , but he turns us and boxes me into the corner and grins. 

"what about you? I imagine you're probably on the good list.." he says and then his hands drops down the walls and onto my waist and I inhale, my chest rising. 

"What are you-"

His head dips down and his mouth breathing at my ear. 

"Let me put you on the naughty list Noelle." he whispers and I feel my entire body tremble, and my reindeer panties are wet now.  Yes, I was wearing reindeer panties. I swallow hard  and I struggle to find the words.

"You don't even like me." I say. 

He laughs softly and his nose brushes my neck as he takes a soft inhale, smelling me and I whimper slightly. 

"Quite the fucking opposite Noelle." he says , and his mouth is on my neck and he presses the softest kiss to my neck. 

"you're an ass to me. all the time." I say. 

"Because you’re adorable when you battle with me...your little snarky remarks...i thought we were both aware of the game that was being played...have i misread things? Do you not want me to think about your ass? Bending it over my desk?" he asks and I bite my lip and let out a tiny moan as his hands slide down and behind me and  grabs my ass. 

"I...i really thought..you didn't like me." I say. 

"I like you Noelle....very..." he kisses down my neck. 

"Very." he kisses down again.  

"Very." he kisses my collar bone.

"Much" he says as he grabs my ass harder and then his hands are down behind my thighs and lifting me and I gasp and look at him. 

"Do you like me Noelle?" he smirks. 

"I like looking at you." I say and he laughs.

"Works for me." he says as the door dings and I let Dane carry me out and down the hall with my legs around him and my arms around his neck. 

when he pins me to his door , I can feel his cock through his jeans against my sex and I whimper and he grins. 

"Make that noise again, and you're gonna get those spankings right here in the hall" he says and I bite my lip, he groans as he digs his key card from his pocket and slides it in the door. 

It beeps and he pushes it open and then walks in and drops me onto the bed, my dress flies up as I yelp, exposing my thigh high stockings as well as my reindeer panties. 

"Holy shit" he smiles and I look down. 

"fuck" I say and push down my dress to hide my tan panties with reindeer eyes and a red nose, with dark brown antlers at the hips. 

"no, don't" he shakes his head and reaches over the bed and grabs my legs behind the knees and yanks me to the edge of the bed. 

"I want to see rudolph" he says and I whimper and he grins as he pushes my dress up. He smiles wide at my panties, his hands rubbing my bare thighs and then over my thigh high stocking. 

"Jesus Noelle." he shakes his head. 

"You're so fucking cute" he says and then his hands slip over the top of my thigh high. 

"This cute fucking bullshit you wear...."he says and I bite my lip. 

"How do you make it so fucking hot?" he asks and he grabs my thighs , squeezing them and I moan as he looks down at me, and then back to my panties. 

"I'm keeping those panties" he smirks and I writhe at the idea of Dane keeping a pair of my panties. 

"I want to fuck you in them." he says. My eyes widening and he grins. 

"Can I do that?" he asks he reaches out and he watches his thumb as he swipes it down the slit of my panties where they hug my pussy lips.

"Can I fuck you while you wear these panties, he says stroking his thumb still. 

"these adorable stockings" he says as his free hand strokes the outside of my leg.

"and your little christmas dress?" he asks and I nod.

"yes" I whine. 

He grins.