On one occasion she arranged for me to meet Fred's brother, who was very quiet and shy, definitely not my type. Fed was also quiet, but I liked his co...mpany and felt sorry for him. Sheila would leave him with me saying, "You two amuse each other", while she'd flirt with other men.Sheila didn't seem to mind my interest in her husband, and would encourage Fred to pay me attention, which he did. I would often sit on his knee and we'd kiss; we seemed attracted to each other, which Sheila. Oh, and do you have a business card?" Luckily, I'd stuck a bunch in my pocket just before I left the duplex.I spent the next hour photographing George with some of the booth visitors. It was interesting watching him interact with each person who walked up. It didn't take too long to separate his suppliers from potential clients, although I was surprised at how informal everything was. I'd never been to a convention before and I guess I was expecting everyone to be in suits, acting very. ” I could smell a bit of holiday cheer on her breath. She wiggled again.“Susan,” I said quietly, “if you are very, very good, Santa may find a way to be sure you’re on his nice list.”“Santa, I want to show you how nice I can be.” Her hand slipped between her hip and my pillow until it rested directly over my semi-erect cock. “A couple of guys have said I’m the best ever.”“Susan, my dear, Santa would love to find out how good you can be. I’d love to see your name near the top of the good little. It's one thing to fantasize but another when it comes true! They started making jokes about "doing an inspection" and grabbed one of those hand held lights on a cord, clicking it on and shining the bright light directly on my engorged and throbbing cock. "Nice hard-on" they said laughing, and added, let's see how it measures up, grabbing a tape measurer. One of them grabbed my cock and held it for the other to measure, but she kept letting it go to make it bob up and down. Hold still, she said.