It was around 10 o’clock on a Saturday morning when the doorbell rang. I hadn’t been awake long, and was still in what I wore to bed; a tank top and shorts, which showed of my lean legs and ample DD breasts. I had no make-up on and my dark brunette hair was tied up in a messy ponytail to keep it out of my face. When the doorbell sounded I put down my coffee and went to the door. On opening the door I found that it was the delivery man.

“I’ve got a package for Miss Charlotte Burns?” he said politely.

I smiled a little, noticing the bulge in his trousers that had appeared when I opened the door.

“Oh yeah, that’s me. Wanna come in for a bit. I must be the last delivery, am I right?” I smiled sweetly.

He smiled back and answered with a yes, I was the last. As I took the parcel from him he came in, and I showed him through to the living room before leaving to get a drink for us. When I came back I found him sat down on the sofa.

Now let’s get one thing straight, I was single and in desperate need of some sex, and this guy was doing nothing to hide the hard on in his pants, my pussy was dripping. Biting my lip, I sat down close next to him and handed him the drink.

“So… Why’d you invite me in?” he asked, placing a warm hand on my thigh. He noticed my nipples standing on end through the thin material of the top and laughed a little. “Oh, I see.”

I smiled at him, running my hand up his leg, stopping just short of the bulge in his pants.

“Well, you were obviously affected by what you saw when I opened the door, I just thought we could have a little fun?” I began to slowly stroke his dick through his clothes.