Nostalgia with a slice of Pizza (Part1 for men)

James took a deep breath through his nose. The smell of freshly baked pizza hit him the moment he stepped into A Slice of Life pizzeria. The stone oven in the kitchen always made the best pizza in town using ingredients strait from the farm. It was a fancy restaurant for a pizza joint, with southern Italian decorations all around. There were bright flowers around every table, and vases in every corner. A prosciutto pizza with fresh basil was being packaged up on the counter. This delivery job did have its perks, but John always seemed to have a big appetite while he was working. He knew that he would be smelling this delicious pizza the entire drive, so he grabbed himself some bread that was made for an appetizer(his boss understood it was for a good reason). He picked up the order and noticed the address. It was on the other side of town, so he needed to hurry to make sure the pizza stayed warm. The address seemed a little familiar though. Maybe he delivered to this address before.

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With the pizza in its bag, placed safely in the trunk, James jumped in the car and drove off. He drove quickly, but made sure to stay just above the speed limit. He passed the first green light, and then the next. He seemed to be getting green for each light that he drove passed. He smiled to himself as it seemed as though everything was going in his favor. It was the last turn to the address on this order. He noticed that it was the road he walked along as a child, going to his friends place. He had a beautiful neighbor that would tan by the pool in the summer. He slowed down to read the numbers. 62 he read as he passed a house to the right. The next one was 60. But also the house he remembered as his childhood friend. He stopped the car as he drove up to the entrance to the next house. Number 58. This was the house of the neighbor he was thinking about not too long ago. He wondered if the girl he saw was still living there.

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He thought back to a moment in his past. It was a hot summer day, and he was about to go into his friends back yard. He was a sophomore in high school at the time, and would meet friends to goof around quite a bit. This time he glanced over to see his friend’s neighbor laying by her pool, sunbathing. He had seen her before, but this was the first time in a bikini. She was a senior at the time, and had quite the mature upper body. He stared at her as he walked along, and distracted himself enough to walk into a post. The embarrassment along with the bump on his head was something he always winched about in that memory. However the sight he got to see made everything alright. That was the day his crush on Sandra solidified. It was always tough to concentrate while she was around.

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Normally John was not shy. He had been delivering for the past 2 months since he got back from university. But the thought of seeing his childhood crush again made him walk that much slower to the front door. He took the last step up to the front door to ring the doorbell. Just as he was about to press, he thought he heard a faint giggle. He tried to listen again to hear if he did. He must have imagined it because he couldn’t hear anything anymore. With a shake of his head, he pressed the doorbell, and he heard the faint tune of ringing inside. It did not take long to hear a voice on the other side of the door.

“Who is it?” The voice seemed quite excited and playful. Maybe he did hear the giggle before.

“A Slice of Life Pizza here. I believe you ordered the prosciutto.” He answered with his hands wrapped around the warm pizza box.

“Just a second!” Came the response as he heard the lock turn on the other side. He heard the door knob turn before the door opened quickly.

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There Sandra stood. She was wearing a huge grin on her face, looking directly into John’s eyes. Her smile and a pair of slippers were also the only things she was wearing. Her blond hair hung gently, just below her shoulders. She had tan lines that appeared just below them, leading down towards her gorgeous breasts. They were big, but firm with nipples that looked like they could cut glass at that moment. John’s eyes followed the tan lines down to take a good look at what was in front of him. Slightly below her breasts was a line that went down her abs. It was a smooth but defined line that went down to her belly button. A small piercing shone up into his eyes as he kept his gaze going further down. Sandra was cleanly shaven, and the slight bump just above her pussy looked smooth as can be. John barely noticed his lips move as he brought his gaze back up to rest on her breasts.

“Wow” he whispered.

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“John!” Sandra said with a slight tease in her voice. “I heard you started delivering pizza.” Sandra took a step back, leaving just enough room for him to walk past her. “Could you place that on the coffee table in the living room?” She tilted her head away from the door. With her movement, John was able to take his eyes off her breasts. He looked up to see a broad grin on her face. She definitely did not give enough room because as he walked passed her, he could feel her upper body slide along his arm. With each step, he could feel his jeans becoming less comfortable. By the time he reached the coffee table, he could feel his cock throb. Luckily there wasn’t much lighting in this room. Most of the light came from the paused episode on the TV. Maybe she wouldn’t notice the bulge in his pants. Without a thought, he turned around to give the bill to Sandra.

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She had closed the door, and was walking towards him. Her hips swayed with each step, causing her tits to bounce back and forth. With each step, and each bounce, John could clearly see just how firm her tits were. Her movements made different muscles more toned as she put each foot down. The line down her abs was clear to see with the light in the room. Her long legs looked smoother the closer she got. John got lost in the sight of her, and only realized how close she was when she stopped in front of him. She looked down towards the bill in John’s hand, but let her gaze wander further. She saw the bulge John was hoping to hide. Her grin turned to a smile just before giving her bottom lip a little bite. John watched her eyes as she moved them back up and lock in on his.

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She turned to the table, and bent over the two glasses of wine sitting there. He couldn’t help but stare at her round, bare ass while she was in that position. A small giggle let him know that she caught him doing this. Sandra got back up and handed him a glass.

“Mind joining me for a drink?” She said, placing a glass in his hand. With the hand holder her wine, she cheersed his while looking into his eyes.

“Prost!” She excitedly said while putting her drinks to her lips. John only then realized that he was looking past her glass, and at her pointed nipples. The realization got him to snap out of it, and take a big gulp of his wine. Sandra took a large step towards him to stand directly in front of him. His outstretched hand pushed to the side, landed gently on her hip.

“John!” She said, sliding her hand behind his belt. With a demanding yet gentle pull, she got him to take a step closer to her. He could feel her breath on his lips.

“I caught you staring again!”

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