Page 12 of Forbidden Billionaires, Vol. 9

While Chad was distracted on his call, I snuck into our room and grabbed my suitcase. And then I took it back to Slavanka’s room next door.

“You have two Santa outfit?” asked Slavanka.

“I only brought one, unfortunately.” I pulled the bikini out of my suitcase. It was like super sexy bondage lingerie, but it was made of red and white candy cane striped spandex.

“Costume so sexy,” said Slavanka. “Perfect for Christmas hot tub sex.”

“Yeah,” I said. “I really wish we had two of them.”

“I have idea. Take off pajamas.”

I stripped down.

Slavanka put the hat on me and then stepped back to admire her brilliant idea. “There. You sit in hot tub and wear hat. Look like you in outfit. I wear rest of outfit. Hide in corner and pop out. Boom. Sexy surprise.”

“Oooh. I’d been picturing us both in the tub from the very start. But now I’m kind of obsessed with your idea. Let’s do it.”

While Slavanka changed into the bikini, I searched the room for something long and sturdy enough to bridge the gap between Slavanka’s balcony and the balcony that attached to me and Chad’s room.

All the furniture in here was too big and fancy.

But out in the hallway, there was a bench that seemed like it would be just long enough.

“Wow,” I said as I hauled it back into our room. “Chad is going to jizz his pants when he sees you.” It was kind of a figure of speech. But also…kind of not. Chad jizzing his pants was unfortunately a very real possibility.

Slavanka grabbed the other end of the bench and we carried it out onto the balcony.

Everything was hushed by the snow gently falling from the sky, punctuated only by the occasional howl of icy wind.

Every snowflake stung my bare skin. But I wouldn’t have to endure it for long.

We just had to bridge this gap and then I could jump right into the hot tub.

We hoisted the bench into the air, flipped it over and then lowered it between the two balconies like a drawbridge over a moat. Except this wasn’t a moat. It was an eight-story drop.

Slavanka punched the top of it. It only moved a little.

“It sturdy,” she said. And then she hopped up and climbed right across.

I followed. But when I was about halfway, the ice on the railing cracked in a way that sloped the whole thing towards the edge. The bench started to slide off.

Shit! The sudden movement caught me off guard and I slipped.

I would have been a goner, but Slavanka caught my arm and pulled me to safety just in time. We could just barely hear the bench smash on the ground eight stories below.

“Girl, you just saved my life,” I said.

“Now I fuck your boyfriend.” She said it like it was some sort of grand reward. But it really wasn’t. She’d hardly feel a thing. And that had already been the plan. She was doing me a solid here.

Slavanka helped me get the lid off the hot tub. I wanted to jump right in, but first I had to get Chad’s attention. So Slavanka hid in the corner of the balcony while I ran over and tapped on the glass door.

Chad glanced up from his call. I was all ready for his jaw to drop at the sight of my naked body. But instead he put up his hand and mouthed, “Give me five minutes.”

What the hell?

I pushed my tits against the glass, but he’d already looked away. And FUCK THAT GLASS IS COLD. I ran back to the hot tub and jumped in.

I sighed in relief as the hot water brought feeling back to my limbs and nips.

“He coming?” asked Slavanka as she adjusted her boobs to make them look perfect.

“He said to give him five minutes. You wanna come jump in while we wait so you don’t freeze?”

“No, no,” said Slavanka. “I not cold. My village much colder. This feel like summer.”

Wow, okay. “Should we do a practice run or something?”

Slavanka nodded. “Yes, yes.”

“Okay, so… Chad is gonna walk out and run straight to the hot tub. He may squeal a little bit along the way. He doesn’t like it when his toesies get cold.

His words, not mine. But anyway, he’ll jump in.

And I’ll say, ‘Merry Christmas, babe.’ He’ll reach for my tits, but I’ll swat his hand away.

And then I’ll say, ‘Sorry, babe. Ash still hasn’t lost her virginity, so my body is off limits.

’ And then he’ll probably call me a tease or something.

And I’ll reply, ‘Even though I can’t fuck you, I did still get you a gift.

’ That’s your cue.” I pointed to Slavanka.

She kicked some snow behind her like a bull getting ready to charge, and then she sprinted to the hot tub, grabbed Chad’s pretend head in both hands like she was trying to crush a melon, yanked it backwards over the edge of the tub, and started kissing it.

Or eating it? I wasn’t sure what was happening.

“Wow, okay,” I said. “I’m loving the energy. But should we maybe try more of a slow, sexy walk? That felt pretty violent.”

“Violent and sexy same thing.”

“Sometimes, yes. But in this case, I think we really want to build the anticipation as you walk over. I want him to be thinking, ‘Holy shit, is Chastity really going to let me fuck this beautiful woman?’ ”

Slavanka just stared at me. She did not look convinced.

“How about this. Let me film it both ways, and then we can decide which way we like better.” I lifted my Santa hat and grabbed my phone off my head.

Slavanka walked back and got ready to pounce, but then a text came through.

“Hold on,” I said. “Ash just texted.” I clicked on the text.

Ash : I think I just heard hooves on the roof!

Me : I’m outside and I don’t see anything.

Ash : Are you sure?

Me : Yes. But I’ll keep an eye out for him. Try to get some sleep.

I switched back to my camera and motioned for Slavanka to do her practice run. She did, and it was just as violent as the first time.

“Okay, perfect. Now…” Another text interrupted me.

Ash : I can’t sleep. It’s too bright in here.

Me : Then close the curtains.

Ash : But then I’ll miss Santa!

Me : Then just close your eyes.

Ash : When I close my eyes all I can see are sugar plums.

Me : What does a sugar plum even look like?

Ash : I don’t know! They’re dancing too much for me to tell.

I laughed and switched back to my camera. “Okay,” I said. “Walk over again. But this time, channel the same energy you had when you walked out with Sloane to announce what round it was during Musical Cocks.”

Slavanka nodded.

I hit record and pointed at her. And she fucking slayed. It was slow and sultry and her tits jiggled a little bit with every step.

“Yes! That’s perfect!” I showed her both so she could compare.

“I still like first one better,” she said. “But it only good for big strong man. Second one better for bitch boy. It be better with hat, though.”

Hmmm… I watched the footage again. And she was right. Her sexy Santa outfit was woefully incomplete without a hat. “Oh! I have an idea. How about I give you the hat, and you give me the bikini top and bottom. That way you have the hat, but it still looks like I have a fun outfit too.”

“Yes, yes,” said Slavanka. “Good idea.” She undid her top and bottom, leaving her in just the gloves, stockings, shoes, and garter belt.

I handed her the hat and she put it on while I slid into the bikini. Although the change took significantly longer than it should have thanks to Ash texting me three more times about how she couldn’t sleep.

“Wanna do one more practice run?” I asked.

“Yes, yes.” She went back to her corner and then I filmed her walking to the hot tub again.

“Amazing,” I said. “Check out how much your boobs bounce.” I played the footage back for her.

“Yes, yes,” she said. “Very bouncy. Wait! You see that?”

“See what?” I asked.

“Rewind.”

I rewound a little.

“Play. Watch roof.”

I hit play and…

Holy shit! I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.

I rewound it and played it again. And then I paused it and zoomed in.

It was only in the frame for a split second.

But it was definitely there. A little flash of red and white in the shape of a man walking on the roof.

I stood up, not even caring about the snow biting at my skin.

“That Santa?” asked Slavanka.

“Yes that’s freaking Santa!” I went to text Ash, but I was so excited that I nearly dropped my phone into the hot tub. I caught it just in time and typed out the text to Ash: CODE9!!!!

And then we sprung into action.

Slavanka started climbing onto the roof while I dashed through my room.

“Babe?” asked Chad, but I was already out in the hall.

I took the stairs two at a time and slid to a stop in front of the fireplace, dripping water all over the place.

Ash came sprinting in a second later and totally wiped out on the wet footprints I’d left. But it didn’t faze her. She just popped right up.

“You heard him? You heard Santa?!”

“No.”

“Oh.” Her face fell. “Then why’d you…”

“I didn’t hear him. But I saw him.” My heart was racing so fast. I turned my phone so she could see the evidence.

Her jaw dropped. She was frozen for a good ten seconds.

I poked her arm to see if she was still alive.

She blinked and came back to life. “Where do you think he was going? Do you think he was leaving? Or on his way here? Wait! The cookie plate!”

We both turned and I shined my phone light on the cookie plate. The empty cookie plate. All that was left were a few crumbs on the plate and some milk residue in the glass.

“We missed him,” said Ash. She sounded completely devastated.

“But did we? I mean…this feels like proof that he exists.”

“ Of course he exists. But I wanted to see him up close and personal.”

“Ooooh. I get it. You wanna fuck Santa.”

“No!” she said way too defensively. Her face turned as red as the stripes on my bikini. “I just wanna see him. And maybe say hi.”

“Mhm. Suuuuure.”

“I do!” She shoved my arm. “Damn it.” Now she looked angry that we’d missed him. “I knew we should have left more cookies. If we’d given him ten dozen he’d probably still be here eating them.”