The tavern

Elfridge extends a hand, you're only a couple inches than him but he's got a solid square frame.

Elfridge: "Pleasure to meet you!" You look at him with a sour expression as you grab his hand and pull him towards a nearby bar.

You: "What did you say you were doing here again?"

Elfridge: "I'm a consultant for Santa, come by to see how the different branches are doing."

You: "I see," you look at the scruffy elf. Does this man work for Santa directly? You can’t even imagine him in the same room as the Supreme leader. “Have you seen our factory yet?” you might as well try to make conversation.

Elfridge: "Ah i took a look today, its just like all the other factories. To be honest, I'm more interested in you. Heard you got into some trouble on your first day?"

You: "Who told you?” Your spirits sunk. It must have been Ruffus.

Elfridge: "It's around town, no point in keeping secrets when everyone is friends here."

You: "Ugh elves really do love gossip. Any advice on how I can save my reputation?"

Elfridge: "Yes, get promoted! If you get high enough in this business, you start pushing people around instead of getting pushed around." You half expected him to give you some sort of hint on how to do that, but instead he just laughs and leads you into the tavern. Due to his height his hand rests on the middle of your ass cheeks. It's very uncomfortable and you want to pull away but you keep telling yourself he's a friend of Ruffus and you need to play nice. You both sit down at a tall table and a elf barmaid brings you two cocktails. They obviously know Elfridge.

Elfridge: "You could try to use it to your advantage?" Elfridge continues, "I heard that half elf Jennifer even services Santa's cock when he's in town, that has to come with some perks." You look at him in total confusion. "It's an old story, Jennifer lets Santa fuck her in exchange for departmental contracts." you groan remembering Jennifer comment about the “old man.” To think even glorious Santa is debasing himself with this behavior. She must have seduced him. You imagine what it must be like to sleep with Santa, you feel a heat rise to your cheeks. He’s real old but also he’s a magical god. He could grant any wish you could imagine.

Elfridge: "Anyway have you had any success with the elves?"

You: "Can we change the topic?"

Elfridge: "Sure drink up, i'll get us another one."

You: "I thought most elves didn't drink."

Elfridge: "Fuck that, if I'm going to work at the North Pole Industries, I need to be able to keep my spirits high. Consider this more moral boosting." He gives you a wink. You chuckle, already feeling the booze. You had another cocktail, and through your drunken haze, realized you still needed to catch the bus.

Elfridge: “Alright enough about Jennifer, let's talk about you." Elfridge could tell you were feeling it. He obviously had a stronger tolerance. Your talking was slow, and you were feeling more than a little tipsy. He gave you the nickname cutie and kept feeling your arm. For the first time this week you were actually having some fun so you didn’t really care.

Elfridge: "So Jane, looks like this is a great opportunity for you. You get to work in the biggest factory in the town, with pretty young elves all around and the love of a wonderful man."

You: "You know about my boyfriend?"

Elfridge: "Of course, sweet cheeks. Everyone in this town is in love with you, and that's a fact." He winked and pulled your hand to feel his crotch. "Nice package isn't it?"

You: "Stop it!"

Elfridge: "Hey we're all brothers and sisters here! Even the humans.” You frown at him, all these elves are dirty bastards if you give them the chance.

You: "I'd prefer not to talk about my boyfriend. He's more of a man than any elf here," your words were slurred, you could tell that a number of elves in the tavern were noticing your inappropriate outfit with lecherous stares.

Elfridge: "I know. I know. You're a classy lady, and you dress to impress... but we elves have our needs too..."

You: "El, stop it!" You look at him peeved, he's flirting with you and its annoying. "I'm not a slut, I'm just trying to get out of a bad mistake"

Elfridge: "No, no, you're an equal opportunity flirt Jane. I can tell that about you.”

You: "What?" you say it with a lot of attitude in your voice. Elfridge has one hand on your ass cheek, cupping the side of your firm backside. Elves are terribly pushy. You move to remove Elfridge hand from your ass. You lean forward attempting to distance him from your backside but accidently exposing your shaved cunt to the tavern. The back of the stool does little to block your lips peeking out between your thighs. "Oh shit! I'm an idiot," you say, remembering you’re lack of panties.

Elfridge: "Sheesh! Getting' caught up in the moment I guess,” he was looking at your ass and got the whole view. "Well, you're probably not the first one to do that here." You try to cover your ass with your skirt but its much too short.

You: "I need to get home.”