Page 21 of Wrap Me Up

Chapter 14

Noel

Every package in front of me is perfect. I don’t think I’ve been more productive than I have today. I don’t know if it’s because Tinsel and I exchanged blow jobs last night, or because we went on an amazing date. Or if it’s just because I’m thinking about Tinsel, but I feel like I can fly I’m soaring so high on last night.

“—sel?” Sleigh smacks her hand on the table and startles us all.

“Yeah?”

She smiles wide, and I tip my head, trying to figure out what she wants from me. She seems like she’s vibrating out of her skin.

“Can I help you?” I finally ask.

“Uh, how did the date go? You were so worried about it.”

My cheeks burn because I was just thinking about how I wanted a repeat of last night. “It was amazing. We decorated ornaments, and I cooked him dinner.”

Sleigh squeals as she claps. “I’m so happy!” Her enthusiasm is infectious and I find myself smiling, too.

“I can’t wait to go on another date. Tinsel is as amazing as I remember.”

Orny pats me on the shoulder. “I’m so glad. You deserve to be happy like the rest of us.”

“I am happy, but I’m loving this exploration of romance, too.” It’s just icing on an already sweet cake. Speaking of, we never got to the dessert I had planned. We’ll have to remedy that. “I wonder how long the weather event will last. It wasn’t too bad getting in today, but—”

“You want to see your man,” Sleigh says.

I nod. “Exactly.” But we can have some phone fun if we need to. I’ll still write my letters to him, but send them when it’s safer for the messenger. As soon as the weather clears up, I’ll ask Tinsel on another date. Just the thought makes me start humming along with the Christmas music. Without me giving more information on our date, everyone goes back to their work.

I have a small pile of gifts to finish. I need a fresh station to work from though. The pink and purple station is open, so I gather the gifts and move. Usually I love the silver and gold station, but I’m feeling more colorful since talking to Tinsel again.

I get through two presents when my phone buzzes and I open to a dick pic from Tinsel with two dildos on a table. My cock plumps in my jeans.

Tinsel: Human phallus or tentacle strap-on. I’m partial to the tentacle.

I swallow back a moan. Both options are amazing. I look around to make sure no one can see my screen.

Another text shows me even more options. One with a human-shaped cock the size of a soda can that makes my ass ache with just the thought of something that big going inside me.

Tinsel: If you’re a size queen, I can accommodate that too. But the fantasy dildos Dylan makes are my favorite to play with.

Noel: You’re making me so hard right now.

Tinsel: I can’t stop thinking about you. And you never sent me the requested pics, so I had to get the ball rolling.

Tinsel is always a surprise.

Noel: You weren’t joking?

I couldn’t tell.

Tinsel: I never joke about dick pics.

Noel: One moment, please.

I adjust myself before standing, not exactly wanting to announce to the entire warehouse I’m hard as stone. As calmly as I can, I make my way to the bathroom. It’s a three holer, but they’re individual stalls with walls to the floors and good locks. On my way to the far stall, I knock on the first two to see if there’s anyone in them. With no responses, I scurry inside the far stall and lock the door.

My heart pounds as I unbutton my jeans and lift my sweater, revealing my abs. I take a pic and send it to him.

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