Neat story I read here today brought up a memory. Wife is in Boston, I am in Oregon and we have some kind of an impasse. So, I am jotting a few things down as I remember them, keeps me out of the bars. I am 76, (really, in 5 days anyway) and have lots and LOTS of memories, some of which I haven’t even remembered yet.
Back in college in California, between jobs, I delivered pizza and other foods for a few months. The place sold rolls, drinks, french fries, hamburgers, and a few pizzas. There really weren’t very many places that even did that and delivered, the outfit I worked for was trying something that was a new idea at the time. Nothing much ever happened, pay was good and with tips and paying me for the gas was almost $6 an hour.
It was a strange setup, since the deal was I used my 1956 Chevy hot rod instead of a company rig, I added up the miles and they also paid me for the gas. Probably not that great of a deal now that I think about it but I was young. Probably it cost more to run my own car than the 5-6 gallons they paid me for every day.
There was one lady, maybe 50’s that came to the door in shorts and a white top, obviously nothing else on. Big boobs, big bumps in the front of her top. It was always Olives and Pepperoni, (yuk) every time. $2 tip, that was neat, usually it was a buck from everyone else. The next time, it was wet hair and a bathrobe. Maybe a week later she opened the door in just a towel, lost control of that as I handed her the Pizza. (They put them on a piece of white cardboard with tinfoil over it, they didn’t have any boxes.)
So there I stood, a stark naked 50 something, bit on the chunky side woman holding the food as we looked at each other. She had an amazing set on her for an older lady, nipples the size of the end of a coke can, hairy bush down below thick enough she could have put it in braids. She started laughing, I started laughing also. Finally she went over and set the stuff down, came back with the money, handed it to me.
“Want to come in?” She asked, big smile. Scared the dickens out of me to be frank, I was worried there was some big guy in there (I heard someone but never saw him) and maybe they planned to rob me or something. Ridiculous, I know, but I was young. So, I beat feet, got out of there, not sure what in the hell just happened.
My one and only nude pizza experience. Never got called to that house again either, maybe I insulted her?
But. $2 tip, that was cool.
I did wash my hands before I went out on the next delivery… :)
Next maybe I will tell you good folks about my 3 months as a bell hop in Reno.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dk4os5/my_m_story_of_the_time_i_got_flashed_f_delivering
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hmm opportunity missed?
“beat feet” — I’ll be taking that
Reminds me of when I used to deliver packages to this hot 23 year old half black, half white girl. She was maybe 5’4 120 lbs, caramel coloured skin tone. She always ordered Marciano clothing (sexier side of Guess clothing) and being the friendly guy that I am we always chit chatted. I asked her what her plans were one Friday for the weekend, she said she was going to church. I told her who goes to church on a Saturday, she she said apparently she does cause she’s a good girl with a smirk. I then told her well if you keep ordering Marciano clothing, I’m sure you’re getting approached by guys all the time, and the next time one guy asks you out, don’t say no so that you’ll have somewhere else to go on Saturday.
She later asked me for my number, just in case she missed her deliveries. Then she called and feind that she was just inquiring about her delivery… Which lead to her flirting. Then telling me about how my remark bothered her. She said that day when I said what I said b she wanted to slap me. I asked “you wanted to slap me or suck my dick?” she responded with “how about both?” in a husky voice.
She continued to flirt with me. This went on for a while. She progressed to sending me picks of her outfits… That lead to her sending nudes.
Then one day I went to delivery a package to her, she told me to step in the house since she’s busy with something and to just give her the package. I obliged. She told me to close the door behind me. After I handed her the package, she said “I have a tip for you.” she then flashed me her boobs. I said they were very nice and asked if she mind if I felt them up. She said “no not at all” I did for a while, first one breast then the other, then both. I then told her “what about the bottom” she then pulled her pants down, and I saw a beautiful landing strip leading to a nice tight looking pussy. I went to touch it, but she said “your hands might be dirty” so I was like “ok, thanks for the tip” and turned to leave. She they said “you’re going to leave without seeing the back?” so I turned and said “no, of course not” she then flashed me her cute small firm ass. I grab it and gave it a couple squeezes they said “thanks, I gotta get back to work now” smiled and left her house.
I do realize that I could have just escalated things further when she said my hands were dirty and go wash them while saying “I know but you like it dirty don’t you” or saying “while everything is nice so far, I’ll have to inspect your pussy to see if it’s nice and tight and to see how wet you are” but I didn’t because that would lead me to fucking her and I’m married to a beautiful wife which I don’t want to cheat on.
She continued to call and text me afterwards. I did tell some close friends and showed them the pics and text. She even asked me to hang out a couple of times, which I declined.