Older guy who looks like Santa Claus

Sitting in the cab of a nearby Mack Truck, a guy who looked exactly like Santa Claus waved for me to come over. He was short and chubby, with rosy red cheeks and a shaggy white beard. I climbed up on the side of his truck and he smiled.

"Hey doll," he said. He looked me up and down with lust filled eyes. "You just out here doing handies, or you offering the total package?"

"Whatever you like, big boy," I said.

"Good," he said. "You can call me Steve."

He climbed out of the driver's seat and motioned me inside. Without waiting he stepped between the driver's and passenger's seats and disappeared through a curtain intonthe sleeper compartment.

With a quick glance around to see if anyone was watching, I opened the door and stepped into the truck. Then I followed him through the curtain into the back.

Steve was now lounging on his bed with his legs hanging off the side. In the time it took me to join him, he had already stripped naked and looked exactly how one might imagine Santa Claus to look naked. He had a big round belly that hung beneath a pairbif flabby man-boobs, all covered with a thin layer of gray hair. Just beneath his belly was the largest bush of pubic hair I had ever seen with a big throbbing red cock sticking up into the air.

"We didn't talk prices, but I'm paying whatever your asking," he said, grabbing a wad of money from a shelf and tossing it to me. I didn't count it, but it was clearly enough to cover whatever he wanted to do to me. "I saw you working the lot, so I went ahead and popped a little blue pill just for you. Have your way with me."