Secret Santa: Naughty or Nice? Seasonal Wishes Series

© 2008 Selena Illyria, All Rights Reserved

I/R, Contemporary, BDSM elements.

Some material found in this story my considered objectionable to some readers. Adult Content, Adult Language and Light Bondage. The author acknowledges that all copyrights belong to their rightful owners.

Author Note: I am aware that in the beginning of this story I do say that Pepperton is an all girls academy and boys are included in one class, all will be explained in the next story. Please, be patient and understanding.

Prologue

Every year at Pepperton All Girls Academy a tradition was performed. Although the Headmaster called it a joyous occasion, the staff called it Russian Roulette with a Santa’s Hat. Every year, the staff members picked a name out of the hat to take part in the Annual Secret Santa tradition. There was a better chance of picking an enemy’s name rather than a friend’s, and for some odd reason, everyone was saddled with giving the Headmaster a gift as well. When the beginning of December rolled around, everyone tried their best to be either out sick that day or too busy to attend the staff meeting during lunch time. But even those too sick or too busy always got a name whether they wanted it or not.

And then things changed. At the beginning of the school year, not only was the school saddled with a new Headmistress, but a few new staff members as well. It was like a science experiment gone horribly wrong. The Headmaster had not been dismissed; due to his long years in service the board felt he should stay on until the new Headmistress had the hang of things, which would be, as the board determined, at least two years. The Headmaster would take a pay cut, but still be employed. Although silently fuming, he was still happy to have a job. The entire staff watched the two like hawks, waiting for the Headmaster to blow a gasket or Headmistress Jessie McClean to go supernova on him. The two were civil but it was clear they did not like each other. There were bets going that they would be battling it out by the end of the year, and the pool was up to at least $1,000. People had even hoped that the Headmaster would forget the Secret Santa tradition, but alas no such luck. The highlight of the name drawing ceremony was that Jessie McClean would be there, and that made the meeting a must attend for everyone. The faculty watched the new Headmaster and Mistress through out the whole ceremony.

Jessie was a picture of dignity and refinement. Dressed in a cream colored silk blouse with a red silk jacket and matching pencil skirt hugged her ample curves, her legs were encased in shiny knee high black stiletto boots, her long black hair pulled back in a pony tail. Her dark brown eyes lined lightly in black, her full lips a deep berry stain, pearl jewelry and accents finished off her look of class and dignity. Mason Joseph looked like he was smiling as if his life depended on it, in a simple black suit jacket and pants with black oxfords and a black silk shirt. His black hair was liberally sprinkled with gray, giving him a salt and pepper look, his gray eyes taking in the number of staff entering the staff break room, continuing to smile like a loon.

But their story is not why we are here. Let’s look around the room, ah, I see our heroine of this story in the corner of the room, let’s look in on her shall we?

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Missing You By:

© 2008 Selena Illyria, All Rights Reserved

I/R , Contemporary

Warning: Adult Content and Adult Language.

Chapter 1

Cassia Peters walked around the empty office picking up file folders left behind by the occupants of the desks, now abandoned. Most of the office workers were at a week long conference and she was left all alone. Jonathan had put her in charge while he was away to keep the office going, even if no one was there. Jonathan. Cassia sighed. She felt her body warm and tighten, her breasts became heavy and ached for his touch, her pussy clenched and moisture soaked her panties.

She brushed back a tendril of dark chocolate colored hair and blew out a breath.

It was almost the end of the day and soon she would be home. She would finally get to sate her horniness. She missed her husband, Jonathan dearly. He had only been gone two days and yet she felt alone and restless without him. She wandered into his office. She ran a hand across the worn dark brown leather of his executive chair. A memory of him working late and her returning to the office with his dinner surfaced in her mind. She clenched her thighs as she remembered the look he gave her as soon as she walked through the door.

“Lock the door,” he said softly.

Shutting the heavy wooden door, she walked across the thickly carpeted executive suite. Her breath increasing with every step, she placed the brown paper bag with his Philly Cheese Steak and fries on his desk.

“You hungry?” She asked, her voice a husky whisper.

His eyes roved over her body and licked his lips. He held out his hand and she made her way around the desk, sliding her hand into his. He pulled her forward and brushed his lips across her knuckles. She shivered.

He placed his hands on her hips and leaned his head forward. Placing light kisses on her cloth covered skin. Moving from her stomach to the valley between her breasts, she ran her hands through his short midnight black hair. The silky strands tickling her palms.

He paused, “I’m hungry but not for food. I’ve been hungry for you all day. God, you look sexy.” (more…)