“Brandi will be at a friend’s house,” Joe said.
“Not by choice though. Candy’s fun, but I doubt it will be as good as your party Brandi noted.
“Well you’re very welcome at the party, isn’t that right Jack? Hell you could even bring your friend.” Brandi gave the tall, imposing, black man a grin that said she’d very much like to be there.”
“Of course,” Jack replied.
“Yes, well I think given some of the shenanigans that we’ve seen in the past, she can skip it this year. Maybe when she’s a little older, or perhaps an employee,” Amber suggested.
“Pity things are so tight, or I’d simply offer you a job,” Carter laughed.
“Yeah, that sucks.”
“Are things that bad?” Amber asked.
“Well, enough to be concerned, but not world-ending,” Jack assured her.
The rest of the dinner passed happily and at the end of the night, after thanking Joe and Amber for the up-coming use of their house, Carter again indicated to Brandi that if her parents had a change of heart she was welcome to attend.
As they headed back upstairs, Joe said to Amber, “I hope they don’t cut Christmas bonuses. With what we owe on the pool, that would make things pretty fucking uncomfortable.”
“Is it really that bad Daddy?”
“Oh I’m sure it will be fine Brandi,” Amber reassured her daughter.
“Yeah, I’m probably panicking over nothing,” Joe added. They fell silent until they were back in the hotel room.
— +++ —
The day of the party, Brandi told her parents she couldn’t get to Candy’s until just before the party, giving her an excuse to hang around while things were being set up. The house and back deck already looked like Elves had been decorating for months, so it was mostly about the food and drinks.
When the wait staff showed up, she started chatting to one of the young women, finding something of a kindred spirit.
“So have you done one of these parties before?” Brandi asked Arabelle.
“Not for this company. I’ve been told these ones get pretty out there though. Like we had to sign non-disclosure agreements as shit, just in case as they put it, “There’s any nudity or anything.”
“Nudity?”
“Yeah, not quite the usual Corporate Christmas party briefing, I assure you. And check out the outfits we’re serving in! It’s probably why this gig is paying so well.”
Arabelle led Brandi into her own bedroom that had been set up as a change room for the female waitstaff. She showed Brandi a kinky elf’s costume that was clearly going to show a lot of skin; a tiny green skirt with fur trim and matching bra-top. Knee-high black leather boots and a Santa hat completed the outfit.
“Damn, that’s all sorts of kinky-cute!” Brandi gushed. “Can I watch you get dressed?”
“Yeah, sure,” Arabelle replied with a grin, starting to strip out of the jeans and t-shirt she was wearing. Brandi quickly texted her friend Candy while she watched the slim young brunette change.
“Change of plans Candy, I’m coming to yours, then we’re sneaking back here to party,” Brandi sent.
“Fuck you look so hot!” Brandi exclaimed when she saw Arabelle in her outfit. “I don’t suppose there’s any spares?”