I don't think many reader will believe this my story, as I struggle myself to, but I will recall it anyway.
I had some major problems in my life and I ended up for six months making deliveries for a local company to people's homes. The story begins after I had been working with the company for just a week. I made what I expected to be a routine delivery to a very posh house. It was 6 o'clock on Friday afternoon and when I pushed the doorbell a female voice answered. She said,
"The kitchen is straight in front of you when you come through the front door. Do not say a word but do exactly what I tell you to do or if you would rather walk straight back out of the front door."
I understood the words of the lady but was totally confused by what she had said. I was no less confused when I walked into the kitchen. There was a stunning lady about twenty to twenty-five years old standing in front of me. She was nude except for a small pair of panties. She put her finger to her lips and said,
"You have a minute to masturbate me to orgasm. If you do I promise to offer you more next time you deliver to me. As I said you are free to walk straight out if you would rather."
It probably helps if I describe the female whose body is etched into my brain. Five feet six tall, blond hair that looked natural, 35c firm looking boobs, large bright red nipples surrounded by unusual pale areolae, dark suntanned completion with not a hint of tan lines. Her panties hid conformation of her natural hair color but suggested that if she had any pubic hair it was heavily trimmed. She was classically pretty with eyes that sparkled brightly with life. In summary to a thirty year old male she was a vision of perfection.
I have played the next few seconds of this encounter through my mind hundreds of times and always think I made the most ridiculous decision possible. I stepped forward put my hand, fingers down, into her panties and rubbed just her clit. She had a violent orgasm within twenty seconds and grasped hold of me to prevent herself from collapsing in a heap.
"Thanks, go now and I promise you more next time."
This experience shook me to the core. I wondered if I had been filmed or had this beautiful woman done this to other deliverymen? I was sure that there was something suspicious about the whole event.
It was a week later that I was due to deliver to the same address at exactly the same time. I nearly bottled out but found myself too fascinated not to ring the doorbell.
"So pleased you came back. I am in the kitchen again. Do not speak and either do what I tell you to or leave immediately."
The message was not very different to the previous weeks. When I entered the kitchen I expected to see her standing where she had a week earlier. Instead she was laying on her back on the kitchen table. This time she was totally naked with her knees bent and her legs wide apart.
"Lick me and don't stop until I cum."
The instruction was very clear and I never considered walking out. It was obvious that she was extremely aroused before my tongue found her clit. As I had suspected the previous week she didn't have a single hair between her legs. This time she lasted much longer - all of a minute before exploding in orgasm. In that minute my mouth and face became coated in her musty tasting juices. As soon as she finished I felt dismissed and quickly departed.
I left the house just as confused as a week earlier and just as aroused.