Jim had been delivering milk every weekday for more years than he wanted to remember. His round was in a suburb which had changed over the years from isolated houses to the present time when there are new houses everywhere. He loved his work but too many people were buying their milk from the supermarket these days and his customers were getting less and less.
Having decided to give the round away he took it upon himself to write a note to every customer which he left in their milk carriers on the Monday morning as he was delivering the milk telling them Saturday morning early would be the last delivery. He thanked them all for their patronage and wished them well.
When his last delivery on the Saturday morning was in progress he started to feel very sad because he loved his work and the people. Anyway as he was working his way through the customers he was surprised at the number of customers who left out a card to say thanks and to wish him well. They were sorry to lose their deliveries.
When he came to a cul-de-sac which had a number of new residences in it he started at the first house and was surprised to find not only a card but a $20 bill as well. He pocketed the money and moved to the next house where he found another card and $20 bill. This continued at each house until he came to the last. Here he found an envelope but instead of a card to wish him well and $20 he found just a note which read - "Please knock at the door no matter what time it is!" He looked at his watch and it was just 4am and he thought twice about knocking on the door at that hour but he reread the note and decided he had better knock.
After knocking on the door he felt like running off but he waited and soon a light came on. He could see through the glass door a beautiful woman slowly descending the staircase clad in only a very, very short housecoat which was undone and flapping about as she descended the stairs. He could see she didn't have anything on under this short housecoat and he could see her lovely breasts and her very dark triangle of pubic hair. The only way he could describe what he saw was that she was a vision of loveliness! She was the prettiest woman he had seen in a long while and she was practically naked. She opened the door and welcomed him inside. He could see everything. She had lovely breasts with firm nipples jutting out as well as a beautiful treasure trail of dark but fine hair between her navel and her bush. He could even see she had a few very light hairs around her nipples - she was truly the loveliest woman he had ever seen.