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Pizza Delivery (Lady2USEhumiliatedCUMtarget X Rook10)

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Mar 9, 2016
Sara was cold as she got out of the shower, looking for a towel. Her eyes traveled to her husband body, undressed, ready to get in the shower next. She looked over his naked body as his eyes enjoyed hers even more. His average height, weight, and cock size was not why she was with him, not that she cared about looks that much. But he was so romantic, passionate and open with her. She felt so connected to him, if she had not been so tired from all the moving in quickly, so the guys could get the truck back in time, she would have waited to shower with him. They gave each other a kiss in passing, Mike made it last longer as his hands moved to feel her firm little heart shaped ass, the other on her very firm round breast, both wet with water dripping going down her skin, and goose bumps from the cold wet uncovered skin.

She pulled away, still cold, even warmed up by his touch, to look for a towel, which is when he walked into the shower. She looked around with nothing set up in the house, she pranced out holding her breasts as she looking in their bedroom but the boxes were stacked to the ceiling and the labels were most not facing out. Still dripping water on the smooth hard wood floors made her walk slower, down the hall and into the living room. She was looked at the boxes lined all along the walls, again stacked mostly to the ceiling with the labels facing the wall, quickly in a rush by her husbands buddies.

Even as her body felt the coolness of the air in the living room, she didn't rush. She was quite tipsy from the few drinks she started when the lifting got to heavy, and she just watched her husbands more hunky buddies, with their shirts off, sweating on their well muscled bodies. She had never been with another guy besides her husband, but she looked at their bodies because there was no harm in that. She was looking forward to cuddling up with her man on the mattress, even if it was on the floor in the middle of the living room. It was the last thing on the truck and the only place with room left was the middle of the living room, butt up against a group of boxes blocking sight of the hallway hidden behind.

She then thought as she looked for a towel, beside looking for clothes, she needed to find sheets for the bed that night as well. She felt she would have to wait for her husband to finish his shower to look for the right boxes, but she needed a towel to dry off and so would her husband. Looking around the living room, she saw one, sandwiched between two pieces of glass, to protect them from each other. She pulled back the outer one, to pull the small towel free, before carefully letting the two pieces kiss each other lightly. Holding up the little towel, which wasn't that big at all, she started to use it to dry off her body. Not being full sized, it took a little longer to get the water droplets off her smooth naked body. Once she had her body mostly dry, she moved the small damp towel up to her wet hair, as it kept dripping water down her body. With her hands up in the air as she dried her hair, standing naked, she looked like a model just missing heels, as her posture left her breasts looking even firmer as her chest was pressed out slightly a bit more.

She was looking around the room still, looking for boxes labeled with 'clothes' on the outside. Before she got in the shower, she had put both her and her husbands clothes into the washer, as they were soaked with water from the rain and sweat, as well as dirty from the move. While she was deep in thought in her tipsy brain, she heard a knock on the door, "pizza delivery!" She was shocked, she knew her husband ordered pizza for them while she was in the shower, her eyes were opened wide as she frantically searched for something to wear to the door. It was way too soon, she thought to herself, but she heard the guys voice. She was being much more aggressive, drying her hair, while running to boxes she could reach, and just randomly opening those few boxes looking for clothes, towels, even a sheet. But each box was nothing that would help, it was her husbands tools, video games, electrical cables, extension cords, kitchen tools, plates and other things she didn't need at that time. It was as if she found everything that she couldn't use and what she needed was deeply berried. She was too tipsy to think of her naked body being on display if the driver looked in either of the two tall, thin windows on either side of the door, with no shades or blinds on them.

She heard another knock at the door and she quickly yelled, "just a minute!" She quickly pulled the towel off her head to see how much it covered. She could either get it barely around her body, and only cover her top or bottom. Otherwise, just to cover her front, barely covered her small hard pink nipples and areolas on both breasts, and just covered up her clean shaven pussy. It left most of her breasts exposed on top and the sides, as well as all of her legs, thighs and sides, with her whole backside totally naked.
 
Justin had been driving around all night and all over town delivering pizza to people who didn't want to go out because of the rain. To make matters worse he had barely gotten any tips at all and was getting frustrated as he turned the corner to the last delivery until he had to go back to the store and pick up more! It didn't help that the shift manager tonight was Debbie, a bleach blond with big tits that you just wanted to reach out and squeeze and a bubble butt that any man would love to watch jiggle. The other 'B' about her was that she was a total bitch and seemed to go out of her way to make everyone else miserable during shift.

As a Junior in college though he didn't have much choice in occupation. He needed a job and the job market was crap so he stayed with the store and ran pizza like it was moonshine. The demanding job of a pizza delivery guy also didn't leave him much time for dating and as such he was very unhappily single. It's not that he needed someone to cuddle, it was more so that he really would like to have someone to fuck at the end of a long day and let all his stress wash away. For now though he had to rely on his trusty right hand and the internet.

He pulled into the driveway and braced himself for the cold down poor that he would have to endure for however long this would take. Grabbing the pizza bag designed to keep the box safe he opened his door and jogged to the safety of the door...except it wasn't safe. No awning? What the fuck? He knocked on the door and yelled "Pizza Delivery!" Hoping someone inside would hear him and quickly come. After a few moments of silence he banged on the door again and heard a female voice shout "just a minute!" well that was all well and good if you weren't standing outside in the rain!

He leaned over and peered through one of the glass windows at the sides of the door and was surprised by a very beautiful, very naked woman running about the house apparently in search of something. Deciding that the universe had smiled upon him and that this was karma for his so far bad day he slipped his phone out of his pocket and began stealthily take pictures whenever she passed by the windows. She had a great rack, bigger than Debbie's and they looked firmer too. He could only imagine what kind of fun it would be to play with those fun bags.

Alas this was probably the most he would see as he soon decided he had peeped enough and should get back behind the door before he got caught and reported.
 
"SHIT, SHIT, SHIT", she yelled out loud. She was looking around for anything to cover up, "how the fuck is this possible", she said to herself thinking that it was impossible that she couldn't find anything bigger then this small towel to cover up. She heard the rain outside was still coming down hard, and she felt bad that she had left the delivery driver out there for a couple minutes already while she looked for anything.

"Oh fuck", she exclaimed, breaking down in her brain that she would have to hide behind the door and the towel to get the pizza and pay him. She took another minute to try and hold up the towel up against her body to cover as much as possible. She held the towels top with one hand holding it up on one corner, with her forearm holding the top against her breasts. She looked down as it barely covered her clean shaven pussy. "Oh god", she said to herself as she made her way to the door. She noticed the long windows and was thankful that the guy wasn't looking in. She thought she would have to find something to cover that up after they ate, before going to sleep, so people from across the street couldn't see them sleeping in the living room that night.

She took her hand not holding up the towel against her body, grasping the door nob. She looked through the peephole of the door to see a guy holding a pizza bag as the rain poured down on him. She open the door a crack, looking at him standing there, looking at her as he got drenched with rain. His hat kept it out of his face, but his hair on the side was wet, his shirt was clinging to his body, showing the outline of his upper body. She forgot that their new house had nothing over top of the doorway to cover up while unlocking the door, leaving her delivery guy to get soaked while she was looking for something to come to the door in.

Grimacing as she said it, "oh I am so sorry, I forgot there is no overhang out here, come in", she gritted her teeth. She opened it half way to let him in, keeping her body behind the door, the towel swung out slightly as more of her body was behind the door then behind the towel, giving her more coverage from his eyes. Though her upper chest and cleavage was on full display to his eyes.
 
Justin did his best to keep his eyes averted. He hadn't expected her to actually answer the door naked or at least almost naked! Whatever that towel was meant for it certainly wasn't concealment. He stepped inside and out of the pouring rain thoug the noise still filled the air inside the house. He tried to keep eye contact with the woman but his eyes rebelliously bounced to the edges of the towel and to the cleavage that was on prominent display.

"Uh it's fine." He said and then remembered who he was and why he was there. "Oh one large meat lovers, that'll be eighteen ninety nine." No sooner had the words left the young man's mouth than the light bulb had went off in his head. Was this not just like the most cliche porno setup in the world? Large meat lovers? Busty blonde naked at the door? Wet clothes? Did the powers that be decide that tonight was Justin's night?

He had to calm down, play it cool. Clearly this lady was playing out a fetish and it was important for him to play along so he took the pizza box out of the bag and held it, perhaps a bit low, waiting to see how she would respond. It also server to hide the slight bulge forming in his own pants as he continued to drink in her scantily clad body stolen glance by stolen glance.
 
Mike got out of the shower quickly with thoughts of his wife, after cleaning himself. He looked for a towel, but remembered his wife didn't have one either when he was getting it. He had hope that one would have been waiting on him. Feeling the chill in the air, he too walked through the box filled room that was their master bedroom, his hard average sized cock bouncing up and down in front of him. Looking briefly as he walked down the small hallway, quickly stopping when he heard the voices, being rather tipsy he almost ran into the boxes blocking the view of the front door, when he saw his wife talking to the delivery driver. Mike's eyes exploded, opening as wide as baseballs. His wife was nearly naked at their front door, barely holding a small towel up, as the drivers clothes dripped water onto their hard wood floor.

Sara saw the man try to keep his eyes up, but even as tipsy as she was, she knew he was getting a good view. She didn't mean to tease the poor guy, in her tipsy mood, she couldn't help but glance down towards his wet pants, and noted that he had the crotch of his pants pushing up. "I am sorry we just moved in as you can see, I just put our clothes in the washer and forgot to unpack clothes and towels", the words of explanation raced out of her mouth. She tried to signal that she didn't always answer for pizza this way, closing the door and letting the towel go limp down again to cover her body, though, a quick glace of her shaved pussy might have been seen for a brief second. She blushed slightly not sure if he saw anything but watched his eyes.

Mike watched with wide fascination as his conservative wife unwillingly showed off, something he always wanted her to do. And he got a front row seat of her reluctantly doing it. Mike watched as the driver tried to hold his eyes on her beautiful face, but he saw them drop down to view the rest. Her husband moved back behind the boxes as to not be seen, but kept the top of his head looking over one box barely. Mike thought of how this looked like the beginning of a porn movie, as he saw the side of his naked wife facing a pizza driver who had a bulge pushing out from his pants, that her husband couldn't help but notice. Even as tipsy as he was, Mike couldn't help but wish he had his phone to snap a picture of this for a keeps sake. He looked at the boxes that were close to him, and as luck would have it, the box right in front of his was marked 'photo/video equipment'. Secretly paying mental homage to the god of perversion, he tried to quietly open the box, leaving the flaps up to cover his view better. He pulled out the video camera right on top, as well as his 35mm camera. He quickly turned on the video camera, hiding it between the open folds of the box top, facing the living room, after checking the view to make sure it had the span of the living room. He set the view in closer, to catch her better at the door, as he snapped a couple pictures. The camera's snapping actions, totally covered up as the hard rain kept hitting the front door and windows.

"$18.98", she said thinking where was her purse, she had no idea. She thought for a moment as they stood there, her ass was facing a mirror standing up against a stack of boxes behind her. She saw him holding out the pizza box, she reached out with her free hand to take the box from him. As she took it, she mis-gauged how heavy it was, causing her to lean forward, causing her small towel to lean forward as well. Her face was eye level with his crotch and she couldn't help but notice even more the outline of his cock, making her hunger not for pizza but her husbands cock. This also caused her to nearly drop the towel all together. She did catch herself, leaned up with the pizza box in one hand. The other hand still barely held up the towel. Her arm still held the top of it against her breasts, however the corner of the towel opposite her hand fell down slightly. This caused her small hard pink nipple and areola to become view-able to the driver. She blushed some more as she watched his excited eyes staring at her, her eyes closed with some more embarrassment with out even knowing that one of her nipples was not covered.

She finally remembered that her husbands wallet was in the laundry room, from when she unloaded his pockets before washing his pants with hers. "Um I will be right back, I have to go into the laundry room to get my husbands wallet", she said before she turned around prancing through the swinging door of the kitchen. In her tipsy mood, she totally forgot her naked ass was totally view-able to the delivery driver as she left the room. Her mind was more in thought of her husbands cock, as well as the drivers cock getting hard over seeing her barely covered. Her body started to get turned on, over this driver getting to view more of body then he should. She also thought of how much the delivery driver was thinking of her body and she secretly wondered what the driver was thinking. Mike was so shocked that he almost missed getting pictures of her as she left the room.
 
Just marveled at the woman as she stumbled about and nearly had a heart attack when her face came within inches of his crotch. Part of him expected a blowjob right then and there. Instead he was just continuously treated to the reflection of her as in the mirror, all perky and plump, just the perfect shape. Even more of a treat was when her towel slipped to fully reveal one of her stiff, pink nipples to his hungry eyes. This woman was impossible!

He was so caught up in all the flesh he was getting to look at that he didn't even pick up on her use of the words 'we' and 'our'. He couldn't help but lean a bit to the side to get a better view of her ass as she scurried off into the kitchen. Was this his que? Should he follow after her or wait here? Would she return expecting to find HIM naked? He tried to wrack his brain to remember if he had ever seen a porno exactly like this but in the end decided to wait and see in what manner she returned.

It would be the perfect segway for her to come back talking about how she doesn't have any cash and maybe could pay a different way, wouldn't it? Yeah that must be what she was planning. He noticed the mattress just laying there in the living room floor, there was no way this lady wasn't trying to get fucked tonight. All Justin had to do was wait and play it by ear until he was given some sort of signal. God forbid he mess this up and throw away the juiciest bone the universe would ever throw him ever!
 
Sara went right through the kitchen, dropped the pizza box on the counter, and went into the adjoining laundry room. She got the wallet right off the top of a box she left it on. Sara went right into the kitchen and decided to try and cover up better by re-positioning her small towel to cover as much as possible. Sara took it off first, looking down saw her hard nipples, and shook her head. Sara thought and knew it wasn't the chill in the air, she was thinking of the delivery drivers eyes. He was perving her body with his eyes dancing around the edge of the towel, wondering or imagining what laid beneath it. She was tipsy and horny, she giggled and moved one hand down, moving it over her clean shaven pussy. Sara felt her own wetness at her entrance immediately, she couldn't wait to attack her man. She wanted to pay the driver quick, get him out, and let the pizza get cold so she could jump Mike.

She then moved the towel back over her breasts, she held it with her hand and against her breasts with her forearm as well. She Looked down, picked the wallet back up and walked towards the swinging door between the living room and kitchen. Mike waited behind the boxes, just out of sight, he only peeked a couple times to see what the driver was doing. Mike waited till he heard his wife from behind the door, "okay, I have my husbands wallet", before she pushed it open with the hand holding the wallet.

Mike peaked back out more, so he could see her walking out of the kitchen, picking up his 35mm camera, pointing it at her as she walked out. Sara walked out the door, but as it closed a small notched out piece of the door had a splinter sticking out of it. As she walked past it, her towel got caught, catching on the splinter. In her tipsiness, she didn't realize it, and before she knew it, she felt as if she was in slow motion. It was an unreal feeling, almost outer body experience to her. She felt the towel being pulled away, her hand held on to it, spun her around 270 degrees. She lost her balance, started to stumble, "oh shit, oh shit, ahhh", she yelped, let go of the towel to try and help stop herself from falling. Briefly she was able to stumble a bit further, slightly turning her body to try and not fall, but that only prolonged her inevitable fall. Stumbling only a few more feet before she stumbled naked in front of the delivery driver, making it to the bed to fall on.

Glad she made it to the bed before she fell onto her ass and back, staring up at the face of the pizza guy looking right back at her. "Oh, thank goodness, I made it to the bed", Sara said watching the guys eyes. Her knees were up, her legs were spread a little bit, her clean shaven pussy clearly seen, showing off her entrance, slightly damp lips and small inflamed dark pink clit. Laying down her breasts still looked impressive, they still looked very firm even laying down, her small hard pink nipples and areolas standing proudly on top of her mounds. She blushed big trying to lean up on her elbows, finding she was dizzy from the drinks and being spun around, she laid her head back down. She took her hands, covering up her breasts which she registered immediately open to his view, momentarily Sara forgot her pussy was totally visible to the driver. "Oh crap... um would you give me my towel back please", she said to the guy who was dripping wet from the pouring rain outside. Sara looked up at the guy, his clothes hung to his body tightly, she noticed the outline in his crotch from his hardening member, her eyes hung there for a moment before looking back at his face.

To Mike it didn't seem slow motion to him. While his fingers were snapping pictures as soon as he saw his nearly naked wife coming out the door, in his brain, he missed her spin loosing the towel and falling to the bed. His brain just registered her on the bed, laying there like a hot porn star ready to be fucked. Mike looked down, his wife looked so hot, she looked ready and wanting to him. He wanted to go around and attack her, but he saw the driver stared at his wife. He hesitated looking at the guys excited face, the guys eyes perving her naked body. Mike didn't blame the guy and wondered what the driver would do. Mike wondered what his wife would do, he asked her to show off more to his buddies, but she flat out denied that happening when ever he mentioned it. His mouth hung open as he stood there, eyes wide open, his hands holding a 35mm camera while his video camera hidden was recording this for posterity.
 
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