Stocking Fillers - Erotica by Mouna Lott & T.H.Rusty

Author:Mouna Lott & T.H.Rusty
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Mouna Lott & T.H.Rusty

A Christmas Carole

by

Mouna Lott and TH Rusty

Nick scowled on his way to meet the lads down the local. He’d been working the second job for six weeks and tomorrow was his last day. Working day and night without pause had left him exhausted and unable to fulfil his duties as a mate. Thinking about it, he didn't even remember the last time they’d all gone out together. He hoped they wouldn't ask what he'd been up to.

He walked into the pub and immediately the cold December air was replaced by the yeasty smell of spilled beer in the garish carpet heightened by the warmth of a bar full of patrons. Tinsel groped every lamp and a large Christmas tree had squeezed itself in between the cramped dark wood tables. The noise ricocheted off the tiny interior and he heard the unmistakable howl of his brother laughing. He wandered over to the table and smiled at the guys sitting with their drinks. They clocked the festive bag.

‘Ho ho ho! And where have you been hiding? Are those our presents in that sack?’ laughed his mate Josh.

Nick hesitated for a minute standing awkwardly wondering whether he should tell them .

‘Not a chance! I haven't been working a second job, been slaving away day and night so I can throw gifts at you buggers. I'm being a good dad this year.’ he said defensively.

‘Hey drinks are on Nick!’ said Carl, lifting his beer to salute Nick. His other mates cheered.

‘Not likely. Every penny is for Christmas guys. Kid's presents and the food. I've paid for all that. Then there's the new baby coming in less than a month now. It’s not like I’m paid THAT well,’ backtracked Nick, beginning to wonder if he should have just gone home to the small two bedroomed flat on the sink hole estate he wanted to move away from.

Something about his demeanour stopped his friends urging him to the bar for another round and Nick relaxed, knowing that they understood. He sat down on the stained velvet covered chair and looked around. Jimmy, his brother stood up.

‘What do you want Nick? My shout.'

‘A Guinness thanks,’ he replied.

‘So come on Nick, let us in man. What's with the secrecy?’ asked Josh picking up his drink and and taking a swig.

‘It's not that big a secret really. I'm Santa Claus in Handleys, the toy shop in the precinct. One day to go, then I'm done, if you must know,’ said Nick quietly. There was a pause to the conversation, followed quickly by an outburst of laughter.

‘You got to be joking!’ said Josh when he controlled himself.

'Oh it's Saint Nick!’ laughed Alex. ‘Better get enough booze down you so you can get that stomach going.’

'Do you have a nice saucy little elf to help? Getting in some over time with her?' Carl smirked.

'Carole isn't like that. It's just a job,' Nick mumbled.

'Ha ha Saint Nick and a Christmas Carol,' laughed Jimmy hearing the end of the conversation. He placed the pint glass in front of Nick.

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