That whole “pizza dare” thing [FM]

Last night my husband and I were flipping through reddit and looking at the comments and someone had messaged me and asked if I’d ever done the “pizza dare” because they thought it was the best. So, we watched a few videos and decided to go for it thinking it was fun. My husband was WAY more into it than I was and I thought that was awesome, so why the hell not.

Our local pizza place is connected to the college and pretty decent and they mostly employ college students, which I figured would be better than some 60 year old guy trying to feed his family by working at Dominos. So, we call the place and make the order.

While waiting we start debating on logistics. Lingerie, fully nude, towel drop, we’d seen a bunch of different ones, so I told my husband to choose. He said the whole towel drop seemed the most realistic and the less like you wanted to fuck the person – even though that is sometimes the point. I agreed.

Our local place texts you when they are close, so when the text came in, I stripped down and grabbed a towel from the closet. My husband stood at the top of the stairs where he could watch but not be seen. I waited for the doorbell.

I opened the door with the towel tucked under my armpits. Our dry is old and very heavy so it’s a bit of a struggle sometimes. So, I was pushing it open with my bare foot, pinching the towel with my armpits and trying to balance the pizza in one hand. Then it happened without me having to force it, the towel slipped loose and fell off of me right onto the delivery guy’s feet. At this point he had shoved a foot against the door to prop it open, so I just apologized and told him to wait a second.

I did my best sexy walk to the side table in the hallway and set the pizza down, then bent at my waist to grab my purse which was on the floor. When I turned back, the young dude had a HUGE smile on his face. I picked up the towel and tossed it over my shoulder, letting him get a full look. He stuttered a bit and I gave him the money. He said it was paid for, and I just had to sign. There was nothing to sign it on, so I had to go back in the hallways and bend down to sign the receipt. He just stood there, a bit shocked, a bit laughing at the circumstance.

I let the door swing shut. He stood there staring in the glass pane on the door for a second before he decided to leave. I turned and asked my husband if that was what he was hoping for.

He ran down the stairs and grabbed me playfully, laughing his ass off. We both looked outside and the pizza guy was talking on his phone looking back at our house and he saw the two of us standing by the door.

The whole thing was exciting, but kind of meh too.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ad4lb1/that_whole_pizza_dare_thing_fm