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                          DELIVERY
                        

     The morning started off very hectic.  We all overslept and had to 
rush to get the kids ready for school.  My husband was late for the 
train and had to drive into the city.  Halfway to the kids' school my 
son remembered he had forgotten his homework.  Rather than 
dashing back to the house for it, I told him I would drop it off at 
lunch time.  
     I came back home and there was a note stuck to the door, 
stating that a delivery had been attempted while I was gone.
     "Just my luck," I thought. 
     I can tell this day is going to be hell.  
     I walked into my office and looked at my work to decide where 
to start.  Project found, I sat down and started working.
     My mind just wasn't on work today, obviously, as I kept making 
mistakes.  With that thought, I decided I needed to take a shower.  
Maybe that would calm down my frazzled nerves from this morning.  
     I get in the shower and let the water just pulse down the back of 
my neck, letting it hit the sore muscles in my shoulders.  "Yes," I 
think, this is definitely the ticket.  
     I stayed in for quite a while and when I couldn't see the door 
through the steam, I decided it was time to get out.  I opened the 
door and let the cool air lower my temperature a little.  I was just 
reaching for a towel when I heard the front door bell.  
     "Wouldn't you know it," I said aloud, "my timing is always off."  
     I quickly grabbed the towel and dabbed some of the water off 
my legs and face, then wrapped it around me as the doorbell rang, 
again.  
     "I'm coming," I yelled, "just a minute."  
     I ran downstairs and over to the door, looking through my 
peephole.  I recognized the uniform, but not the man in it.  He was 
here to deliver my water.  I hesitated opening the door for a minute, 
but figured if I just hid behind it, that would suffice.
     I unlocked the deadbolt and opened the door and stuck my 
head around it, greeting him as nicely as I could, considering my 
situation.
     "Hi," he said, "I'm Jack."  
     "Where is Mike?" was my response.  
     "He called in sick this morning, so I'm filling in for him on his 
route." 
     "Ah..." I said, "well, you can just leave the water there on the 
step or put it right inside the door if you want."  I figured that I could 
hide behind the door enough so that he wouldn't know that I only 
had a towel on. 
     "Are you sure that you don't want me to bring it in and put it up 
for you?  It's pretty heavy, Miss."  
     "No, if you can just leave it by the door, that will be fine."
     He must have known that something was going on, because he 
stopped to look at me funny for a minute and then shrugged his 
shoulders.  
     As I looked back at him, I noticed that he had the most 
gorgeous bedroom eyes I have ever seen.  I felt like I was 
offending him in some way, so against my better judgment, I told 
him that he could in fact bring the bottles in and set one up for me.  
After all, I couldn't be the first women that has greeted him at the 
door in this attire, now could I?
     I opened the door further so that he could pick the bottles up 
and carry them in, pointing out where I wanted the extra one.
     He didn't even turn around to look at me as he walked in, as if 
knowing that he would see something other than normal.  He set 
one down and carried the other into the kitchen.  
     Again, I noticed that he was very muscular on top of having 
those gorgeous eyes.  I heard him putting the water on and then 
heading out of the kitchen, and I slightly cringed behind the open 
door.  
     He walked around the corner and then saw me, standing there 
in only my towel, with water still dripping onto my shoulders from 
my hair.
     "I just need you to sign the receipt and I will be on my way," he 
said, trying to be very professional.
     "Sure" I said, reaching for the book that he held in his extended 
hand.  
     I reached out and got it and the pen that he had clipped to it and 
signed the receipt and was giving it back to him when my biggest 
fear came true.  As I reached out, my towel came unknotted and 
fell quickly to the floor.  I was in shock, and all I could do was stand 
there... looking at him, with a look that must have told him I was 
ready to die of embarrassment.  
     He didn't say a word, but simply bent down to retrieve my towel 
for me.
     "Here, Miss," he said, "I think you dropped this."  As he came 
back up, he stopped halfway, looking at my totally exposed body 
and focusing in on my pussy.  He remained there for a few seconds 
and then stood up more, again pausing, but this time at breast 
level.  He came back up to stand and look directly in my eyes, 
handing over my towel to me.  
     "Pl... please forgive me for st.. staring, Miss," he stammered, 
"but it's not everyday that I have the pleasure of seeing someone 
as beautiful as you are."  With that, he blushed and I realized 
something in an instant.
     Here was a gorgeous young man, who could be called a boy, 
because it was obvious that he had never had a woman before.  
And here, I thought that there weren't any male virgins left in the 
world.  Well... my womanly instincts took over and I knew that this 
was the perfect opportunity for a thrill.
     "Don't worry about it in the least.  I'm glad that you like what you 
see."  Debating for a moment, to see his response, I asked softly, 
"would you like to see more?"  
     I must have taken him by total surprise because he started 
blushing again.  
     He stammered out, "a... a... aaa...I think I should be getting 
back to my route," but didn't make a move towards the door.  He 
just stood here looking at me, not believing his good fortune, I 
guess.
     I reached out with my hand and pushed the door shut, not 
taking my eyes off of his, and noticing him jump when it slammed 
shut.  I then reached over and locked it from the inside.  I smiled at 
him and he smiled back at me nervously.
     "Don't be nervous," I said, "it's not everyday that I have a 
muscular, good looking man in my house seeing me in the buff.  
And by the way... I know you have never had a woman before."  
     With that last remark, his jaw dropped open and he just stood 
there in a state of shock to think that I could have known.  It seems 
that I wasn't the only one embarrassed today. 
     I walked up to him and pressed my body against his, rubbing my 
breasts against his chest.  I reached my hands up and gently 
cradled his head and brought it forward and kissed him long and 
hard.  He responded nicely, so I knew that he had at least kissed a 
woman before.  I then moved away and took his hand in mine, 
letting my towel, that he had been holding, drop back to the floor, 
and calmly led him upstairs with me to the bedroom.
     Upon entering it, I closed the curtains a little to make him feel 
more at ease and turned on some soft music.  
     "Jack, just how far have you gone with a woman before?" I 
asked.  
     "Wwwelll," he managed to get out, "I, I, I have never done `it' but 
I have done some heavy petting."  
     "Hmmm..." I thought to myself, "this is going to be fun."  
     "Well, Jack, we are going to go way past heavy petting today, if 
that's okay with you."   
     "Sure" he said over-anxiously, "that's okay with me."  His fears 
had disappeared somewhere between downstairs and the 
bedroom, and that would make it all the better.
     "I want you to do just as I tell you, ok?"
     He replied, "Okay."
     "Good.  First I want to undress you.  Is that okay?"  
     "Sure!" he replied.
     I moved up to him and started unbuttoning his shirt and when I 
had it finished, I dropped it over his shoulders and took it off.  His 
chest was perfect.  The muscles bulged out and it was hairless and 
very sexy.  I then moved down and found the snap on his pants 
and undid it then unzipped them.  I stood there and looked at him 
for a moment to make sure that I wasn't making him too uneasy 
and when I saw that I wasn't, I proceeded to pull his pants down off 
his legs.  I asked him to sit on the side of the bed so that I could 
take them off, and he did.  I then asked him to stand back up and 
started slipping his BVD's off.  Again I asked him to sit down on the 
side of the bed so I could remove them also, and he did.  While he 
was sitting there, I untied his shoes and removed them, along with 
his socks.  He now sat perfectly naked before me, except for the 
gold cross on a chain around his neck.  It glistened against his 
suntanned body very nicely.
     "Are you doing okay?" I asked.
     He replied, "yes...I'm okay.  A little nervous now but, I'll be 
alright.  Never in a million years did I think anything like this would 
happen to me when I agreed to help my father, this morning."  
     "Your father?"
     "Yeah, when Mike called in, Dad was really short of 
deliverymen, so he called me at home and asked me to help.  I was 
off from school, today, because of teachers' meetings."  A smile 
appeared on his cute face and it made me smile back.
     "How old are you, Jack?"
     Too fast, and not looking at me he answered, "Eighteen!"
     "How old are you, really?"
     "Si... six... sixteen.  I just got my license."
     "It's alright, Jack.  I'm not about to stop, now.  I want you to just 
get onto the bed and lay back and relax, okay?
     "Okay!" he said and did just that.
     As I stood there looking down at him, I felt that familiar warming 
between my legs and it was hard to control myself for a moment.  I 
regained my composure, and crawled onto the bed with him.
     "Okay, Jack, I want you to show me exactly what you have done 
before."
     With a little nervousness, he sat up and moved closer to me, 
bringing my head to his, and as he kissed me I felt that electricity 
shoot through my body.  The fact that he was just a kid, only a 
couple of years older than my oldest added that much more thrill 
and anticipation to the mood steadily growing between my ears and 
legs.
     His kisses got eager and before I knew it, I felt his warm hand 
on my breast, gently massaging it.  He found my nipple and pulled 
roughly at it, making my juices start flowing.  He played with my 
other nipple and then moved down and placed his warm mouth 
over one, harshly sucking and biting at it, making it stand out, 
immediately.  
     He wasn't gentle, but his roughness was from inexperience and 
not intent, and it was just right for me.  He brought back memories 
of back seats of cars and steaming the windows up.  This was 
getting good!
     He went to the other tit and started to tenderly sucked and 
nibble at it, and found that when it didn't respond, he started 
sucking it hard also, which made it come to attention, too.  He 
continued playing with my breasts for a few minutes, then moved 
back up and kissed me. 
     I guess this was his sign that he has never gone any further and 
now I knew where to take over.
     I moved away from him and grabbed one of the pillows at the 
head of the bed and folded it in half, then placed it under my ass to 
elevate it into the air.  
     "Would you like to learn how to eat a pussy, now, Jack?  I will 
show you how if you want," I said.  
     He replied, "I would love to learn.  That is one thing that girls 
have never let me do and I have been dying to try it."  
     With that, I commanded him to move down between my legs 
and get into a comfortable position.  He did so eagerly and looked 
up at me over my tummy, waiting for further instructions.
     "Okay.  To start off, just take your tongue and run it over my 
cunt to get it wet, then use your hands to spread my cunt lips 
open."  
     He did as I told him, and gasped when he had completed his job 
and just looked back up at me.  
     "Now, I want you to take your tongue and lick from the top of my 
pussy all the way back to the crack of my ass and then back up."  
     As his tongue touched my clit on the way down, I shuddered.  
There was nothing like breaking in a new man.  I didn't have to tell 
him to continue, as he did it on his own.  Once he had stroked up 
and down a couple of times, I think nature took over for him.  I felt 
his lips closing around my clit, and sucking it just like he had 
sucked my nipples, hard and fast.  He pulled out on it and bit it a 
little, and I could feel my cunt juices starting to creep out of my cunt 
lips and trickle down the crack of my ass.
     He must have felt them with his chin, because he released my 
clit and started licking up the juice.  I heard a moan come from him 
and could tell that he was smiling, all the way down there.  He used 
his tongue and started licking my cunt again and the next thing I 
knew, he had his tongue in my hole.  
     Gawd... he was tongue fucking me and it felt so good.  I started 
raising my hips up and down a little and he stayed with my motions, 
not breaking contact once.  He forced his tongue further into me as 
far as it would go and I could feel it licking the inside of my cunt 
walls.  
     I gasped and he stopped suddenly to look up and ask, "Are you 
okay?  Am I doing alright?"  
     "You are doing great!  Don't stop, boy," I said, "are you sure you 
haven't done this before?"  
     He smiled and blushed, again.  "No," was his reply.
     He moved back to my cunt with his tongue, and I just continued 
moving in rhythm with him, until I felt a finger being inserted into 
me.  I bolted up a little but this didn't stop him from inserting 
another, then another, then another.  He must have been amazed 
and curious as well because the next thing I knew, he had worked 
all of his fingers up into me and was trying to slide his hand in me 
as well.  He lubricated it well with the juices that were flowing 
heavily now, and inched it in until his whole hand was up inside me.  
As he started moving his fingers around inside me, he moved his 
mouth back to my clit, biting and sucking it until I could contain 
myself no more and started bucking with an orgasm. 
     He felt my juices inside and quickly removed his hand and 
replaced it with his mouth to lick up every drop that escaped 
through my hole.  I laid there, legs shaking, and sweaty.  When he 
had cleaned me up, he lifted his head to look up at me for approval.  
     "That is the best oral sex that I have ever had, Jack, you pass 
with flying colors," I said.  "Where in the world did you learn that 
hand trick?"  
     "I was just experimenting, I guess," he said with a smile and my 
juices wetting his face.
     "Now, I will show you want every man wants, but a lot don't get" 
I said, looking at him with anticipation.  "Move back up here to the 
bed and lay down."  He promptly did so, and I switched positions so 
that I was between his legs.  I looked up at him and he only 
returned my gaze with exciting anticipation.  
     I bent my head down and used my tongue to lick around his 
stomach and down to his groin.  I applied tongue pressure between 
his leg and groin area and he shook a little.  I didn't look up, but 
continued on.  I licked around his balls and his cock, being careful 
for the moment to avoid touching them, but continued switching 
from left to right and applying my tongue pressure to his groin.  He 
started moving under me and I quickly moved my tongue up and 
under his balls, licking one with just the tip of my tongue, following 
all the way around the ball until I came back to where I started.  He 
was moaning a little and I knew he was enjoying this very much.  I 
slowly took the ball I was working on and gently sucked it into my 
mouth.  His cock had since become rock hard and started dancing 
about wildly in the air.  I sucked harder on it until I heard him wince 
a little, then I released it and moved over to the other one, working 
on it the same way.  I licked it with the tip of my tongue then took it 
into my mouth and sucked hard on it until I heard him wince again.  
As I released it, his cock continuing to dance, slapped me in the 
face.  I quickly moved my tongue to it and started licking up and 
down it, making it dance even quicker.  I had to hold it in my hand 
in order to keep my tongue on it and licked around it and sucked on 
it a little also.  
     He moaned again and with that, I took the tip into my mouth, 
just sucking on the mushroom, licking it and then releasing it, then 
taking it into my mouth again.  I slowly inched my way down it, 
licking and sucking, until I had his entire cock in my mouth.  I 
started pumping it in and out of my mouth, as if he was fucking my 
cunt, sucking hard on the down stroke and letting up to come back 
to the head.  My movements became faster and I felt him shaking 
underneath me, moaning louder as I sucked.  
     I moved up and down for several strokes then suddenly, I heard 
him scream and I felt that hot cum force its way into my mouth and 
down my throat.  I continued sucking on him and he kept squirming 
around under me, releasing more and more cum.  I never thought 
he would empty out and just kept sucking until I could taste no 
more.  At that point, I felt his cock going limp in my mouth and I 
released my hold on him.  
     When I was done, I looked up at him for the first time since I had 
started, and he had a look of disbelief on his face.  He had sweat 
running down his brow and his hair was a mess.  His smile told me 
things that are just sometimes unable to be put into words.
     I knew I had him hooked, but it was getting late and I had 
appointments to keep, so I said, "Jack, you must get dressed and 
be going now, but if you want more lessons, I'll be glad to help you 
out."  
     He responded with regret that he had to leave, but promised 
that he would be back for more lessons.  I helped him get washed 
off and dressed and walked him downstairs. 
     At the door, he turned around and kissed me gently, telling me 
"you are the best woman to ever come into my life."  
     I smiled and, blushing, thanked him for the compliment.  I 
opened the door and he took note pad and pencil in hand and 
picked up my towel to return to me.  
     "I'll be thinking of you until next time.  Maybe tomorrow, if I don't 
have to work?"
     "Sure, Jack, tomorrow will be fine." 
     I felt particularly sexy that night, as my husband plowed his cock 
into my cunt that had stretched its way around a young boy's hand 
that day!  Oh, if Hubby only KNEW the ways I try to brighten up my 
days!


  


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