Santa's HoHoHo

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“Sasha Felicity Drakos are you here to see me or look at your phone?” The harsh voice Sasha’s mother said from across the table.

Looking up from her phone Sasha put the device face down on the table and gave her parent a small apologetic smile. “Sorry Mama, just picking up a shift from a coworker.”

The older woman looked at her daughter lovingly. She was a little taller than herself at five foot nine, soft brown eyes, long raven black hair that fell down to mid back and had a soft olive complexion. Reaching across the table she patted the back of her twenty three year old baby's hand. “You work too hard, and that place of all places.” She said somehow being both sympathetic and condescending at the same time.

This was not the first time her mother brought up her place of work and she was sure it wouldn’t be the last, causing Sasha to take a slow, deep breath in and let it out just as gently so she wouldn’t be accused of being dramatic. “Being a waitress at Owls isn’t bad Mama, I make good money and you know it isn’t what I’m going to do forever.”

“Yes, but…” The forty two year old conservative Greek woman made a hand waving gesture to what her daughter was wearing, short orange shorts with white piping, tan pantyhose, white athletic socks pulled up with white sneakers and a white tank top with a pushup bra underneath. “The way you have to dress, you shouldn’t have to do this. What happened to that intern program you wanted to do? You said your boyfriend made enough for you to work at that big corporate job.”

It had been true, this time last year she had applied and had gotten an prestigious internship at Mega Corp, but that had been when her boyfriend, Ramsey had been working full time and things had changed since then. “Mama, back then you told me I shouldn’t be relying on my boyfriend because he hadn’t bothered to marry me yet.”

The older woman nodded. “You say he is a good Greek boy and yet he is too foolish to marry you. How about you move back home? Then maybe you could see about the internship.” This wasn’t the first time she had made the offer for her only baby to come back home, she hoped it would work now. Back when Sasha had first moved out she had said she could afford it because she had a roommate and then in time that roommate turned into being her boyfriend and from what she understood he hadn’t been helping with the bills for a while now.

“Mama, no. You know I want to make it on my own. For now Ramsey is looking for work, he is a good man. It wasn’t his fault that the company downsized and the market is tough out there.” She said defending her boyfriend. The two had more than a few fights about his lack of working, in the past year he had been unemployed eleven of the twelve months, long enough that unemployment had stopped and still he refused to pick up any job he didn't see as worthy of himself. Bills were extremely tight and if it wasn’t for picking up so many extra shifts they both would be out on their rears. Ramsey was on thin ice with her, she loved him but she didn’t feel he was even making a real effort, but she couldn’t say that to her mother or she would absolutely use it as ammo.

“Baby.” Sasha’s mother said as she took her daughter’s hand in her own. “My little flower, I love you. Just tell me you are happy and I will say no more.”

As sweet as the statement was Sasha knew it was a load of crap, her mother absolutely loved her, there she had no doubt, but leaving a matter alone. That wasn’t in her nature. “Mama, this job is temporary, I promise. Things are a little rough right now, but what did Papa always say?” Sasha gave her mother what she hoped was a reassuring smile as she squeezed her hand. “Adversary not only builds character but reveals it. So before you offer to help and get that envelope of money I saw in your purse, I’m going to tell you that I don’t need it. I appreciate the offer to help, but I want to try and work through it on my own.”

With a frown on her face the older woman nodded, understanding her daughter’s desire to try and fend for herself and at the same time wishing she wasn’t so prideful. “So, you aren’t happy then?” She said realizing the young woman before her hadn’t told her as such.

Unable to hold it in, Sasha rolled her eyes. “Mama…” Sasha said, drawing out the word just as her phone vibrated. Meeting her mothers eyes she picked the phone back up expecting it to be a reply from one of her coworkers but instead found a text from one of her girlfriends.

Brit: You will not believe what I saw in the bathroom here at the club!

Brit: I always knew he was a cheating asshole!

Brit: If you want I can go stab him with my keys, you know he deserves worse!!!

The attached image had Sasha’s jaw hanging low and her emotions flaring to critical levels. Right there on her phone was an image of her boyfriend, his blonde hair up in a man bun, his trimmed brown beard not having a hair out of place and his brown eyes hidden with his eyes closed. He was wearing one of his off white shirts with his chest exposed to reveal one of his heavy gold chain necklaces and his black pants hanging down as he fucked some redheaded slut from behind as she was bent over a sink in a bathroom.

“Baby?” Sasha’s mother called out seeing her daughter looking distraught. “Are you okay?”

Clicking the power button on the phone to turn off the screen Sasha placed it back down on the table without replying to her friend. Closing her mouth she pressed her lips together in a line and felt like the damn in her head was going to explode, causing a cascade of tears to burst free. With a slow shake of her head she looked over into her mother’s eyes. “Mama, I’m not okay. I’m not happy and I think I want, I want… Ramsey Aster Contos to fucking die.” She said with her eyes already starting to fill with tears that she couldn’t hold back.

Ramsey gave the soft flesh of the girls ass a hard squeeze before sliding his palm up to her hip as he continued to fuck her from behind. The redhead in the silver sequined dress that he had bent over the sink in the women's restroom meant little to Ramsy, she was just a way for him to get his frustration out. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t enjoying himself as she moaned like a porn star starlet while he had his way with her.

Things had been rough at home and he just needed a night out to blow off some steam but his best friend had blown him off, saying he was spending time with his girlfriend. Ramsey would love to say the same, but Sasha was visiting her mother, a woman he once thought of as sweet. That of course was before she was aware he was fucking her little girl, or at least before she knew they were dating. Things had been going downhill since he was fired about a year ago because he was looking at porn on his work computer. It wasn’t even that big of a deal, he wasn’t on the clock so it wasn’t like it should have mattered. Still though the company wasn’t willing to give him a good reference and that had left finding work a bit tough, or at least finding work that paid him what he deserved difficult.

At the start he put in full effort to find a new position, but as time went on the drive in him fell away and his girlfriend, as lovely as she was, just didn’t understand what it meant to have pride in oneself, not willing to take something lesser just to get by. Ramsey did appreciate his raven haired girl with how much effort she was having to put in at work and he made sure to show her just that. She got foot rubs and he cooked, but he had never been much of a cleaner, he cooked so she should clean wasn’t a policy she was willing to live with considering she was the only provider. So tonight, like a few other nights he went out to blow off some steam.

Tonight he found the perfect person to help him do just that, he wasn’t sure about her name was but in her heels she still wasn’t as tall as him and considering he only stood at fight foot eight there weren’t many girls he could say the same for. When he had the girls silver sequined dress pulled up, her breasts exposed and bouncing as he fucked her was when he finally felt alive again. Life had felt like he was walking through molasses and with a gray filter. His time with Sasha in the bedroom was just as hot as it always was, but their playtime happened less and less as time went on and at this point he would have left her if it wasn’t for the no income problem he was having. Sure he loved her, but relationships are a two way street and she wasn’t fulfilling her end far as he was concerned.

At first it started with him buying her a few drinks, then things moved to the dance floor, dancing turning into dry humping. Ramsey thought he could have blown his load right then, but as he cupped her breasts, giving them a light squeeze he kissed the girl's neck before whispering in her ear. “God I need you.” He really did feel a need, after grinding himself into the sexy young woman his manhood was more than ready to go. What he wasn't expecting was for her to turn around and kiss him hard on the lips before taking him by the wrist and leading him to the woman’s bathroom. It didn’t even occur to Ramsey’s drunk self that anyone could just walk into the bathroom or that people were doing exactly that as he filled her full of his cum, that being just one of the many things he didn’t consider the ramifications of. As his member grew soft he gave the sexy little thing he held onto a firm slap on the ass. “Wow, you are a great fuck.” He wondered if he could convince her to blow him back in his or her car before the night was out after a few more drinks.