Someone posted a story about an Instacart delivery woman who delivered some lube, had a laugh, and then left. I imagined a different ending.

… I no sooner close the door, when I hear another knock. I open the door and the Instacart girl walks right up on me, pushes me back a bit, and closes the door behind her. She doesn’t say a word, but reaches down and squeezes the bulge in my pants, which is now throbbing. I take the hint and reach up and cup her breast, rubbing her nipple with my thumb.

It escalates pretty quick from there when she reaches down my waste band and grabs my cock and starts stroking me. I grab the sides of her shirt and she lets go of my cock and puts her hands in the air, so I slide her shirt off exposing her lacy pink bra and gorgeous breasts. She snaps her bra off with one hand while she backs me up to the couch with her other and lets her bra fall to the floor. I stumble back and land on the couch and she kneels down between my legs. She grabs the sides of my sweatpants and pulls them down to my ankles. She breaths in deeply when she sees my now rock hard cock and wastes no time getting to work seeing how deep she can get it down her throat. My mind is racing thinking how crazy this is and whether I want to let her suck me off until I cum in her mouth or if I want to stop her and see if she’ll let me fuck her.

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