Max delivers 08
Hello there, I'm Max, I'm 23 and I drive a cube delivery truck which supplies many small shops in and around the city of Middleton. And I stay quite busy on my routes because every single box in the back of my cube delivery truck has "world's best" printed on it. Now, I don't know if that is true or not, but all of the boxes make that claim, so if you need some supplies, my company has them or can get them and I'm happy to deliver the "world's best (fill in the blank)" goods to your loading dock or back door.
And today's stop is the third-party shipping warehouse company, Tip Top Shipping, which is managed by Mrs. Tanner and her small work crew. I don't deliver much there, but I guess every office or warehouse needs coffee and paper products, so it's a regular stop on my delivery route.
And it's always nice to be greeted by the cute little chicken who works behind the front counter.
"Oh, it's you Max, well, fuck you Max and drop the coffee in the usual place. And then, you know, fuck off and die."
Yup, Gina is my favorite counter worker on all of my delivery routes.
"And it's nice to see you to, Gina. I have your favorite tea bags with me, so I get points for that, right Gina?"
"Fine, don't die, but fuck off anyways."
"Whatever, is Mrs. Tanner available to sign off on the delivery?"
"Max, I know that you explained to me that you have had a few weird experiences on your delivery route lately, but I promise you that I don't have a dick. I'm a girl with all the right girl parts, so you can fuck off and die if you can't realize that. Your whore, I mean Mrs. Tanner is in the back, fuck wad."
Now, Mrs. Tanner is not a whore, just to clarify that. I mean, in the heat of the moment she often yells for me to treat her like a cheap street slut, but overall, Mrs. Tanner is a fine and upstanding member of the community. Gina on the other hand, keeps a blade in her combat boot.
"Listen asshole, I already promised to lighten my eye shadow from midnight black to charcoal black, so you need to give me a chance, Max."
"And as far as the blade in your combat boot goes? Mm-mmm Gina?"
"I promise I switched over to a single edge blade from a double edge blade. What else do you want from me? Oops, you stupid fucking judgmental asshole. Girl parts, Max, girl parts I say!"
"And your rep from the hoodlum park? I mean, it's Bad Ass Goth Gina, right?"
"It's all hype and street cred, Max. Um, my girl parts are fresher than you might think. Actually, too fresh, but don't spread that around. Besides, look at me, I can barely reach the middle shelf."
Well, the hype and street explanation actually made sense because I know that can be important to certain groups of people.
"Hmmm, would you be willing to leave a black lip gloss lip print on my Polo shirt collar this Saturday night at the Monster Truck Rally, Goth based Gina?"
"Yes, yes, a thousand times yes, Max. And I officially accepted, so taking our first date back."
Well, sometimes I bite off more than I can chew, but my track record kind of dictates that, I guess.
"Oh, Max, I didn't realize that you had arrived, good and I hope I'm not breaking anything up between you and Google Gina."
"Goth Gina, Mrs. Tanner, Goth Gina. And we were just finishing up."
"Oops, sorry Gina, no disrespect intended. So, I see coffee and tea boxes, so there must be something for me to sign off on, right? Ah, Giggly Gina, keep your eye on the counter, will you sweetie?"
Look, I had to whisk Mrs. Tanner away towards the back because Gina was reaching for her boot and it wouldn't look good on my record if one of my delivery stops came up bleeding. Besides, all of this is Gina's fault. I mean, under all that black makeup is a very attractive girl with, LOL, all the right girl parts as she says it and a very desirable body, but how was I to approach her when all I received in return was a string of "fuck off and die" comments, right? Also, I really want to know if her pokey boobs could cut glass, not that I think about that. A lot.
Now, Mrs. Tanner on the other hand, well, she's graceful, LOL, until we hit the heat of the moment thing. But I really like how she "scolds" me for flirting with Gina as she simply undresses. And by the way, whoever put a zipper on the back of a skirt so it's zip, drop, poof, well, thank you.
"Max, the hubby has been trying to come around again, so to be fair to him, we should cut back our fuck fests to once a week. And maybe hold off on doing it dirty for a month or so."
"You're in charge, Mrs. Tanner, but I'm going to miss you screaming out about how I should make a slut mess all over your butt cheeks."
"Well Max honey, I said we need to back it down, not stop everything. By the way, I'm basically naked and moist, so???"
Hey, she's good at sex and like she said, she was standing there in stockings and a necklace, so I did my job. LOL, those heat of moment screams come extremely quickly from Mrs. Tanner, but it's a good thing and she's really a good fuck.