It was a week before Christmas, and the office decided to participate in a Secret Santa. This is when the train goes off the rails. The day after we drew names, I was greeted with a strange but welcome present on my office desk.

In the middle of the desk was a Christmas gift bag with the image of a sexy Mrs. Claus. I looked around to see if someone was watching as I opened the bag, and to my surprise, there was a note and a red garment underneath. I pulled the note from the bag; it was written in beautiful cursive.

The note said, “On the first day of your Secret Santa, your admirer gave you a red sheer bra. At the bottom of the note, it said, “Hold on to the bra.”

I scratched my head, pondering if this was some kind of prank. I closed my office door and removed the bra. It was elegant but leaned to the side of naughty. The bra was almost see-through and had a faint scent of jasmine. I went to examine the bra a bit more and noticed the size was a healthy 32D. I tucked the bag and bra away into a drawer in my desk.

The next day when I arrived, once again there was the same Christmas gift bag of sexy Mrs. Claus with a handwritten note and a folded-up garment. I quickly closed my office door. I opened up the bag and pulled the note out.

The note said, “On the second day of your Secret Santa, your admirer gave you one black sheer garter belt.”

I started to enjoy this little game as I looked at all my fellow employees trying to determine who was my secret Santa.

The following day as I arrived at work. I saw the same gift bag, and my cock twitched in my pants. My mind was flooded with the possibilities of what might be in that bag. I opened up the bag and pulled the note out.

The note said, “On the third day of your Secret Santa, your admirer gave you a pair of black sheer stockings.”

The intrigue and buildup started to drive me crazy. I was walking around work in a constant state of arousal. Every time my cock would come into contact with my tan khakis, my cock would twitch.

The next day I arrived to another gift and a handwritten note. I was still watching my colleagues to see if any were going to give me a clue as to who this admirer was who was so skillfully teasing me. I pulled out the note and was in awe of the time this person was investing in this seduction.

The note said, “On the fourth day of your Secret Santa, your admirer gave you a pair of red combat boots.”

I looked at the red combat boots, and they were a woman’s size 7. I tucked the new gift away in the desk drawer with all the prior gifts. I spent the rest of the day looking at all the ladies' feet trying to guess their size. Like I was Prince Charming trying to match the shoe to a foot.

The next day I arrived, and another gift was on my desk. This gift started to paint a picture. I retrieved the note from the gift bag.

The note said, “On the fifth day of your Secret Santa, your admirer gave you a red Santa hat.”

On the sixth day, I came into work, and this time, on the outside of the gift bag was a note. I read it and followed the instructions by getting up and closing my office door. I settled back down into my office chair as I proceeded to open the gift bag. I pulled out the note, and my jaw dropped at what I was seeing in the bag.

I opened the note, and it said, “On the sixth day of your Secret Santa, your admirer gave you a pair of red sheer panties.”

I pulled the panties out and examined them. Like the bra, it was almost see-through. Across the ass it read “Ho Ho Ho.” I examined them closer, noting the size as small. Like the bra, they had a faint scent of jasmine, but the panties had a hidden aroma, almost a musky undertone. My cock quickly hardened as I continued to examine the panties.

The rest of the day was a blur; I was consumed with desire and anticipation of what I would find tomorrow. I arrived early the following day to prepare for the office party. When I opened the door to my office, there stood my boss dressed in all the gifts that I had received.

Andrea was in her mid-30s with blonde hair pulled up into a ponytail with the red Santa hat on. She wore the classic Santa gold wire rim frame glasses. From her gifts, I knew she had lovely 32D tits, but to my amazement, they were firm, perky, and unscathed by time. Her alabaster skin was highlighted by the sheer red see-through bra. Her nipples were eraser-sized and straining against the red bra that encased them. Her large, beautiful breasts gave way to a thin waist and flat, toned stomach before flaring back out to her hips and round, firm ass. She wore the black garter and stockings. With the red combat boots topping off the outfit. Her blue eyes sparkled as her red plump lips sucked on a candy cane.

Andrea handed me an elegantly written note that said, “On the seventh day of your Secret Santa I gave to you my fine ass.”

I quickly closed and locked my office door before I turned and embraced her. The kiss was fueled by lust and desire. I spun her around and bent her over my desk, where I got a view of her perfect heart-shaped ass encased in the red sheer panties that had "Ho, Ho, Ho" printed in black across the ass. I ran my hands down her soft, silky back. I pulled the panties to the side as I ran my fingers along her smooth pussy lips. Her pussy was already wet as it glistened from her juices. She smelled of jasmine and musk.

I started to rub her clit with one hand in small circular motions, which pulled a soft moan from Andrea. I kneeled down and ran my tongue along her pussy folds, each lick pressing my tongue deeper into her wet pussy on each stroke. On the final lick along her slit, my tongue found its way into her pussy. I continued to rub her clit and fuck her pussy with my tongue until her moans turned to screams and her legs began to tremble. I continued my assault as Andrea erupted into a wave of orgasms, soaking my face in her sweet nectar.

She held on to my desk for support as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss passed through her. Once her legs stopped shaking and her screams turned to gasps for air. I stood up and quickly pulled out my thick, over-engorged cock. I slid it along her drenched pussy. My bulbous head split her folds as I thrust hard and deep, sinking my cock into her tight wet pussy until my cock struck her cervix. Andrea yelped in pleasure as I kept my thick, hard cock deep inside her, allowing her to adjust to my girth. After a few minutes, I began to slide my cock in and out of her pulsating pussy. As my pace increased, the only sound was the smacking sound of hips colliding with her perfect heart-shaped ass.

It was not long before her legs shook again and her pussy pulsated around my cock. Andrea again erupted into a series of orgasms.

She said, “Oh, my God. I am cumming again. Please don’t stop; I wanted you to fill my needy cunt with your cum.”

Andrea’s pussy clenched around my cock like a vise, causing me to explode like a tree that was struck by lightning. I shot stream after stream of cum deep into her tight pulsating cunt. Andrea screamed in pure pleasure as the last stream shot from my cock like an arrow being released from a bow on its way to a target. I collapsed on her back as my cock slipped from her pussy.

In between gasps, Andrea said, “I have wanted you to fuck me since the first time I saw you. This is truly a great Christmas.”