Jason Michaels lay in bed slowly stroking his 7 ½ inch cock as he thought about the hot sex he had the night before. At 35, he thought he was a looker, 5'11", 170lbs, auburn hair, with bluish green eyes. He had never been married but he never had any trouble finding women willing to take his hard cock deep into their bodies.
Of course there was one hot body that he had been lusting after for years and yet had not had a conquest with. He stroked his cock faster as he thought about her. She was 26, full figured, 5'9", with jet black hair, and violet eyes. She was the hottest woman he had ever met and he wanted her so bad it was like she was a drug in his system that he knew wouldn't go away until he had her. She teased him every day with her body and her smiles as she came to his house. She always left with a swing in her hips that made him want to tear her clothes off and take her right there on the front porch.
He didn't know if she was married or single, he didn't care. She haunted his dreams and his waking hours. Those violet eyes that would pierce right through his very soul. He had to have her or he would go out of his mind. He had never lusted as much after a female before as he did this one. He wanted his mail lady.
Jason was sure she had no idea the way she affected him. She was always so nice and always had a smile on her face when she delivered the mail. Even if she was having a rotten day she always had a smile for him. He stroked his cock even faster as he thought about her, how her tits always pushed against the material or her uniform and he could swear her nipples were winking at him. He wanted to rip her clothes off and molest her with his body. He wanted to run his tongue all over her hot body until she was begging him to fuck her. She drove him close to insanity with how bad he wanted her and today was the day he was going to get her. He had a plan on how to get into her pants and he planned on not letting her get away again.
He stroked his cock harder and started panting as he felt his balls starting to boil. He was so close to cumming. He pinched his balls and cried out as he started shooting all over his stomach and chest. He continued stroking as the last little bit dribbled out then he sat up and smiled. The next time he came he was planning on it being inside Amelia. Even the thought of her name on his lips sent shivers through his body. He glanced at the clock and smiled, he had just enough time to take a shower before she showed up. He jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom climbing into the shower and humming to himself as he cleaned up. Oh yes, today was going to be a very good day.
Amelia Johnson parked the truck at the corner and climbed out then went to the back and started gathering the mail. Christmas was just around the corner and it seemed like everybody was getting packages. She buttoned up her coat against the chill wind then filled her bag with as much as she could carry. She would have to come back to the car before she finished the block but it couldn't' be helped. Every house seemed to get at least one or two packages and her bag was only so big.
She closed the back of the truck and started up the street, stopping at each house and delivering the mail. If they were getting a package she would knock on the door. If there was no answer she would leave the package in front of the door and continue on. She was halfway done with the block when she came to Jason's house. She noticed he had a package so she walked up the walkway and knocked on the door.
She was about to leave the package in front of the door and continue on her route when the door opened. She couldn't hold back the gasp that slipped from between her lips as she stared at him. He was standing there in just a towel, his body sparkling from the water still attached to his body. His hair was wet and hung in waves down his back. "Sorry, just got out of the shower." He grinned and she felt like her legs were going to collapse out from under her. Her pussy started leaking like a faucet as she stood there looking at him.
She blinked and stammered. "I...its okay, y...you have a package." She held the package out to him, her hand shaking.
He reached out and took the package, his fingers brushing hers. She gasped again and felt her nipples tighten as he smiled. "Thanks, I have one going out. You want to come in for a minute while I grab it?"
She knew she should get out of there, get away from him. He was affecting her body in ways no man had ever before. She could tell him to just take the package down to the local post office and continue on her route, but she didn't. Instead she said sure and when he stepped back she stepped into the house. She stood off to the side as he closed the door behind her. "It's in here." He pointed towards the living room.
She followed him into the room and looked around. It was your standard living room with a couch, TV and coffee table. There was a desk in the corner with a computer on it and a roaring fire in the fireplace. There was a bear skin rug lying in front of the fireplace. He stood in the middle of the room and smiled at her, she stood in the doorway nervously looking at everything but at him.
"W...where is the package?" She stammered finally training her eyes on him.
He smiled and pulled the towel from around his waist. He reached down and grasped his hard cock and looked at her. "Right here, want to help me wrap it?"
Amelia gasped and her eyes got wide. "I...I....I need to go." She turned back towards the door. She was halfway to the door when she felt his hand on her arm. She slowly turned and looked at him.
"Please don't go." He said softly.
She lifted her eyes to his. "W...what do you want from me?"
He reached out and cupped her chin in his hand. He lifted her face and lowered his mouth to hers, kissing her softly.
Amelia's eyes went wide as he moved his lips over hers in a soft caress. She had been kissed before but it never affected her the way his kiss did. Her body was on fire suddenly, her nipples were tight and her pussy was leaking like a faucet. She stood stiffly in his arms unsure how to react to the kiss. He pulled his mouth away and smiled at her. "I want you Amelia; I have for a long time. Please don't go." He reached out and cupped her breast through her coat, and gently squeezed her nipple.
Her eyes widened once again. She didn't know what to do, her body was on fire but she knew she should leave. She barely knew this man but god she wanted him. Her pussy was leaking like crazy and she was sure he was the only one who could put the fire out. She opened her mouth to speak but was cut off as he pressed his lips against hers once more. This kiss was deeper, more intense and she couldn't hold back the moan that escaped her lips. She rested her hand on his chest to push him away but instead pulled him closer.
When he slipped the bag from her shoulder and let it fall to the floor she knew she should pull away but she couldn't seem to get her body to work. When he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, she leaned into him, letting him caress her. When his tongue probed for entrance into her mouth she slowly opened her lips and moaned as he teased her with his tongue. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his naked body as he held her tight against him. He deepened the kiss and she whimpered with need.
Amelia clung to him as she returned the kiss, when she started kissing him back he moaned against her mouth and pulled her even tighter against his body. She could feel his cock pressing against her and whined against his mouth.
Jason pulled away and looked into her eyes as she slowly opened them. Her breathing was ragged and her nipples were rock hard little pebbles pushing against her coat. He reached up and brushed her hair back away from her face and smiled softly. "Stay with me Amelia, let me show you how bad I want you."