"Last Christmas..." et cetera.

It's like Wham! is personally mocking me through the speakers. Then again, it's actually my fault for going to the office Christmas party days after getting dumped. And to top it all off, they had to make it a costume party. The worst part is that I have to be here because, well, it's promotion month, and every social point counts.

So there I was, a white guy in my late 30s wearing a red nose and deer antlers in my office clothes with a fake smile, mingling. But after chatting with my coworkers for a few minutes, listening to their boring stories and sucking up to my boss, I had to get away. So I snuck away to my usual spot for a smoke. Roof. Nobody usually comes here except for the maintenance guys. So I made a deal with them and turned this spot into my secret slatude. I even snuck in a couch and stashed a few beer cans up there too.

I lit my cig and leaned on the balcony and drew a well-needed puff to calm my fatigue and stared into the twinkling stars and lit up buildings of the city. Damn it, feet nice. The evening air was chilling, but the air from the AC vents warmed me.

"It's nice, isn't it?"

Startled, I quickly turned around to find a girl sitting on the couch. There isn't much light where she was sitting, so I completely missed her. She was a beautiful young black girl in her early 20s. She was wearing a sexy red Santa costume, so she must have come from the party too. But I've never seen her in the office. So she must have been a friend or a family member of someone. After getting over the surprise, I smiled and said,

"Oh! I thought no one was up here. Sorry, I'll leave you alone."

She then got up and came where I was. She was holding a liquor bottle. She must have been drinking up here alone, away from the party. I can relate. She came to me and leaned on the balcony and said,

"It's fine. I was getting lonely anyway. Besides, this is your secret spot, isn't it?"

"Well... wait, how do you know?"

"I'm a psychic."

"um..."

"Kidding. I kinda guessed."

I chuckled a bit. She smiled too. Then introduced herself,

"I'm Naomi, by the way."

"Lucas."

Then she looked at my cigarette and said, "Hey Lucas, bump me one of those, and I'll share with you my premium lukewarm vodka I swiped from the catering."

I chucked again, then put a cigarette in her lips and lit it. Then took a sip from the bottle she handed me. And take a good look at Naomi.

She was quite a beautiful woman. She has beautiful long brown eyes and long black hair with highlights. She was wearing red lipstick, which really suited her. She was a bit shorter than me, even in her heels. Though she was quite skinny and petite. She had curves in all the right places. And the slutty Santa outfit she was wearing did wonders to show them off. Not only that, because it was glittering under the evening sky, the light of the city made her look angelic. And she had a beautiful pair of legs. Her caramel-coloured, flawless skin makes her legs even more glorious. Her toes were painted white, and her high heels made them even more beautiful. Even though I'm a shy guy who has never been with a black girl before, if I had been in my 20s, I would have risked it all to date her.

Puffing up smoke and drinking Vodka, getting a bit tipsy, Naomi and I chatted for a while. Apparently, she'd come with her family to the party, then snuck up here because she was bored. Again. Can relate.

The more we talk, the more comfortable we got with each other. And I completely forgot about my breakup, and the more and more I liked this girl. She was funny, beautiful and witty. You couldn't help but fall for her. While we were talking, Naomi suddenly asked,

"Hey, Lucas, are you gonna kiss me or not?"

Taken aback by what I just heard, I blurted out, "What?"

Naomi smiled and said, "Oh, c'mon, dude. You are clearly checking me out and taking a peek at my legs. And blushing when I touch your hands. You clearly wanna kiss me."

"But I'm quite older than you!"

"Aw, that's cute. Who cares about age these days? becide. Do you think a black girl is gonna hang out with an old white dude because she likes hanging out with old guys?"

While flabbergasted, standing there thinking what to say, Naomi also said very seductively, "Come on, boo, let Santa show you a surprise too."

That was enough to convince me. So I gently pulled Naomi toward me and kissed her on her lips. Naomi put her hands on my chest and returned my kiss. Her lips were sweet and soft enough to melt me. Her tongue danced with mine, pulling me deep. We stayed lost in a kiss for a while, then Naomi pulled away and stared deep into my eyes. then said,

"Wow!"

And then she pushed me against the balcony and undid my belt and lowered my pants. Then took my erect dick out of my underwear. Then, without even a hesitation, she put it in her mouth and started to suck it. Naomi sucked my dick like with such skill, and combined that with the lewd noises she was making, I could have come right then and there. But I held for my dear life. Naomi too started to play with herself while sucking me. After a while, Naomi couldn't bear it because she looked at me desperately and said.

"Please fuck me?"

"You sure?"

Yes! Please!"

"But I don't have a condom."

"I don't care. Just please fuck me, Lucas."

To which I replied by picking her up and carrying her to the sofa while locking lips with this horny little girl. I lay Naomi down gently and removed her one-piece Santa outfit. She was wearing underwear but no bra. So I finally saw her beautiful, supple breasts. They were so lovely, I wanted to suck on them then and there, but I controlled myself.

I went to remove her underwear, too. When I removed her underwear, she was already dripping wet. Her clean-shaven pussy was glistening from her pussy juice under the city lights. But then I noticed something else, there was something near her butt.

"Wait, is that..."

Naomi smiled mischievously at me and said,

"I told you I had a surprise."

What was it? Well, this slut had been wearing a butt plug this whole time! And I couldn't have been more turned on. I grabbed her plug and gently pulled it out, causing Neomi to squirm and moan. And that made me horny again. So I quickly and gently put my dick on her pussy and slowly put it in. The moment it went in, Naomi moaned so lewdly I almost came. With my dick in her, I leaned down and started kissing her without thrusting. Naomi then begged me to fuck her once again. Then, while sucking her breast, I started to thrust my dick into her. This caused Neomi to moan rhythmically.

"Oh yes! Yes! Please Lucas! harder! Please! Make me, cum I'm close!"

"Choke me, Lucas! Choke your slut!"

Then I stood up, took both of her feet and kissed her caramel feet for a while before putting them on my shoulder. Then grabbed her neck lightly and applied pressure gently, causing euphoria to run through Naomi while fucking her harder. When I was getting closer to cum Naomi said, "Lucas, I'm about to cum! Please don't stop!"

"Oh god, me too! I have to pull out."

"NO! Please don't! I'm close! It's ok. Cum in me!"

"Are you sure?!"

"YES! It's ok. Please!"

Filled with euphoria, Naomi and I came together.

"YES! YES! YES! I'M CUMMING!"

I then collapsed onto Naomi, exhausted. Naomi then hugged me back and whispered into my ear, "Nice job, my Lucas."

That's what I heard before I passed out. I woke up 30 minutes later. Naomi was gone. I was dressed. Naomi must have dressed me up and left me on the couch. When I went down, most of the people had left, but the party was still going. I couldn't find Naomi anywhere. I was sad, but I was so happy I met her. Later, I got my promotion.

My boss then invited me to come to his house for Christmas to celebrate because he knew I was a bachelor. So I went to my boss's house. When I knock on the door. My boss's beautiful daughter opened the door to welcome me. Guess who it was....