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Username: ZanessaxJonessaxLove
Couple: Troy & Sharpay
Rating: M
Setting/Event: troy moved away a couple years ago. hasnt seen his friends. they come to visit walking in on him and Sharpay

I meant to post this story last night, but I was so tired that I was in bed asleep before 10pm... so here you guy. I was going to write this story one way but then I realized that I had read the request wrong and I was like 'crap, now what?' Then this idea just kinda unfolded and I went with it! Enjoy!

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Present for Santa

Troy Bolton could hear his co-workers enjoying the holiday party from his office. He was sure Charlie from Accounting had already had more than is fair share of eggnog and was no doubt hitting on any poor female that crossed his path.

"Not in the holiday spirit, Bolton?"

Troy looked up from his computer and smiled when he saw his fiancée standing in the doorway of his office.

"Just trying to get my work done, don't want the boss to fire me."

"Daddy won't fire you, I won't let him."

She left the doorway and made her way towards him. He hated that she always wore her blonde hair in an elegant twist at work and that he only got the privilege of seeing her wild mane down at home.

"See something you like?" She asked as she slid onto his desk. Her black knee length pencil skirt rose as she placed on zebra print stiletto between his legs on his chair. His eyes moved up her leg to her pink sleeveless blouse and the soft mounds of flesh that it covered. He knew she had worn a jacket that matched her skirt today, but it had been gone since before lunch, most likely hanging on the coat rack in her office.

"What can I do for you, Miss Evans?" He asked, trying to get his thoughts back to work. Their relationship was a secret around the office; mostly because that was the way her father wanted it. Mr. Evans discouraged interoffice relationships but since Troy had met his daughter in business school, he made an exception.

"Me."

"I'm sorry, Miss Evans, but that will have to wait until you get home," he said. Though it took all the strength he could muster to keep himself from pushing her on her back and taking her completely right on top of his desk and he knew that she knew he wanted to. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Now that you mention it, there is something you can do for me," she smiled coyly and picked up the bottom of his tie. "It might even help you get in the holiday mood."

"Why do I think I'm not going to like whatever it is you want me to do?"

"Because you won't," she replied. "I need you to go put on the Santa suit hanging in the bathroom and go visit the kids being supervised downstairs."

"You want me to do what? No way, Sharpay! I can't dress up like Santa. I'm too skinny and I don't want to."

"What if I told you I'd make it all worth your while the second you returned to this very office?"

Troy followed her gaze to the zipper of his pants. "How long do I have to stay down there?" He breathed.

"Thirty minutes," she replied. "So you'll do it?"

He nodded.

An hour later, Troy collapsed into his office chair and didn't want to move again. The kids had been brutal. They had all wanted to sit on his lap and tell him what they wanted for Christmas and when he tried to leave they were pulling at his costume and crying. He had pulled off the itchy beard and hat the second he got on the elevator, but hadn't bothered to change out of the costume.

"Let's never have kids," Troy muttered to Sharpay when she came into his office with two cups of eggnog.

"Agreed," she nodded. "So is Santa off for the night or does he have time for one more Christmas wish?"

"Well, he's pretty sore from all the devil children, but I think he can work in an angel like yourself," he said, patting his thigh.

Sharpay smiled and sat down on his lap. She fingered the red and white coat and said, "Did I mention how insanely sexy you look dressed as Santa?"

"No, I don't believe you have."

"Well, I meant to. You make me want to write my name on the naughty list in permanent ink myself."

"The naughty list, huh, why is that?"

"Because, Santa, I want to do things to you that Mrs. Claus never would."

Troy grinned as he felt her hand slide down the waistband of his Santa pants and take hold of his already hardening manhood. He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes as she massaged him.

"Unhook the suspenders," she instructed as she stood up. He opened his eyes to unhook the suspenders and saw her inching up her skirt until it was halfway up her thighs. She smiled at him then lowered herself to her knees. She eased the Santa pants down his legs so he was soon sitting with the pants and his boxers around his ankles and the Santa coat unbuttoned.

Taking a hold of his manhood again, she pumped it a few times before lowering her mouth onto it. She licked the tip before she pulled him into her mouth as far as she could. She could feel the vibrations as he groaned and felt him tug out the clips that held her hair up, sending her hair cascading down her back.

Meanwhile, down the hall at the office party, Sharpay's brother Ryan was wishing the employees a merry Christmas as he sent them out the door. Just as he was saying goodbye to the last employee, a group of two men and three women he didn't recognize walked in.

"Can I help you?" He asked.

"We're looking for Troy Bolton," the leader of the pack said.

"Do you mind if I ask what your business with Mr. Bolton is?" Ryan asked.

"We're his friends," the man said. "We all went to high school together. We were in the city and wanted to stop by and say hi."

"Why don't you guys come back tomorrow?" Ryan suggested.

"I got this, Chad," one of the women said. She stepped forward and placed her hand on Ryan's arm. "Surely you understand what it's like to have a friend move away and not have a chance to see him for two years. It's the holidays Mr. -"

"Evans."

"Mr. Evans," she smiled. "We have to take a train back home tomorrow and we really just want to surprise Troy and wish him a merry Christmas."

Ryan looked at the other four and nodded. "Alright, but know this, if you do anything funny, I have you all on tape," he said. "I'll take you to Mr. Bolton's office."

"I'm Gabriella, by the way," the woman said as they walked. "And the man you were speaking to earlier was Chad and the woman next to him is his wife. The other man is Jason and the other woman is his wife Kelsi."

Ryan smiled and led them to Troy's office. "It doesn't look like he's here," he said, noticing that the lights were off.

"Hmm, well could you let us in so we could write him a note or something?" Chad asked.

"Yeah, I guess that would work," Ryan nodded. He took ID badge out of his pocket and ran it through the card reader unlocking the door. He opened the door and flipped on to the lights.

The six at the door stared in shock at what was in front of them and Troy froze, instantly going limp in Sharpay's mouth.

"Troy, what's the -" Sharpay stopped when she saw the look on his face. She followed his gaze and froze when she too saw they had an audience.

"We'll, uh, but out here, yeah," Chad mumbled. He pulled everyone out of the office and closed the door.

"Troy, who were all those people?" Sharpay demanded once she had gotten over her initial shock.

"My friends from high school," he said as she stood and straightened her skirt. "I haven't seen them in several years."

"Well, then, what are they doing here?" Sharpay asked.

"I have no idea," he scratched his head. "I have to get out of this costume."

"I'll take them to the conference room and get them some coffee," Sharpay stated as she pulled her hair back into a twist. "You change and join us."

Troy nodded and waited until her heard her tell the others the plan before he stole a glance out his door. Seeing the hall empty, he hurried to the bathroom and changed into his business suit. He washed his hands and took several calming breaths before he headed to the conference room.

The room was covered in an awkward silence for several minutes before Chad stood up and walked over to Troy. "It's good to see you again, man," he said. "Even if I saw way too much of you than I wanted."

That seemed to break the ice and Troy's other friends came around to great them, including a very pregnant Taylor and a moderately pregnant Kelsi.

"Why don't we go down to the coffee shop down the street," Ryan suggested. "I don't know about the rest of you, but I could go for something to eat."

"I'm hungry too," Gabriella nodded.

"I think I'm going to pass, I just want to go back to the hotel and sleep," Taylor said.

"Me too," Kelsi agreed.

"Troy? Shar?" Ryan asked, looking at them.

"I think we'll pass, too," Sharpay replied. "We have some unfinished business that needs to get done before we leave."

Troy said goodbye to his friends then turned to Sharpay after they all left. "What do we still need to take care of?"

"You know," she grinned. She took his hand and led him back to his office. She locked the door, including the deadbolt, and then turned to look at him. She pulled her pink blouse over her head and dropped it on the couch against the wall. Then reached back and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall from her body as she walked to him in her midnight colored lace bra and matching panties.

Troy smiled as he took in her womanly curves and felt his manhood stiffening in his pants. She finally reached him and wrapped an arm around his neck, bringing his lips to hers.

"Make love to me, Troy Bolton," she whispered. "Right here, right now."

He grinned against her lips and lifted her onto his desk. He hurriedly removed his clothes and tossed them aside, not caring if the expensive suit got wrinkled. He met her lips hungrily and pushed aside the lace fabric of her panties to slide a finger into her hot sex. She moaned into his ear and dug her nails into his back.

"I want you in me now," she cried.

Troy grinned and pushed her backwards on his desk before he pushed his manhood deep into her hot core. She held onto the desk and he banged her hard, making her cry out in multiple orgasms before he came with a load grunt.

Spent, he stumbled back into his chair and watched her sweat covered chest rise and fall as she tried to regain her breath. "That was amazing," she finally breathed. "We have to have sex in here more often."

He grinned and nodded.

"Come on, Santa, we should get you home before somebody else walks in on us," she said as she hopped off the desk. "Unless of course, you'd rather go home with me…"

"Depends, are there any more presents for Santa tonight?" He asked.

"There might be," she grinned.

"Then let's go to your place," he smiled. They got dressed and she headed to her office to get her stuff. While she was gone, he opened a drawer in his desk and pulled out a black box. Santa wasn't the only one who would get a present tonight, he smiled. It was time to make his engagement to Sharpay official.