"Hi, Mrs. Vaginovski, here's today's newspaper," he said as she opened the door.
"Oh, good! I've been waiting for it for the coupons. I have to be so careful with my money and they really help. You are a little later than usual today."
"It's Friday collection day and that always takes extra time when people don't have their payment envelopes ready. Oh, and, I let it slide last week but I really need to get paid today. My last tuition payment is due next week and college will finally be paid for."
"You've been bringing me my newspapers for a long time! And now you are almost through college."
He said, "It's been twelve years. You are one of the only people that are still on my route from when I started."
"I've watched you grow from a boy to a big strong college man. And so handsome! Come in while I get my purse." She closed the door behind him. "I'm afraid I'm one of those who don't have my envelope ready."
Her white frilly blouse fit tight around her breasts and its almost sheer fabric barely concealed her undergarment. The tight black slacks hugged close to her curvy hips. He lustfully admired how they swayed as she walked away. Her figure was as shapely as when he'd first started delivering papers. "If only she were younger," he thought to himself, "she'd be a hottie." He guessed her to be in the early sixties. A few wrinkles in her face were the only clues to her maturity.
She continued talking as she walked away. "Come in and sit down. This will take a minute," she said over her shoulder. "You do have such big strong arms. And legs, too, I'll bet. I miss having a big strong man in the house since Ivan passed away two years ago."
She returned in a few minutes with her purse and sat next to him. She had unbuttoned her blouse down to her naval. The round orbs of her breasts filled the open space. The thin fabric of a black bodysuit wrapped them like a second skin. He could almost see her nipples. He'd oogled her curvy outline often and now couldn't stop looking as she talked.
"I'm embarrassed about this, I really am" she said. "And I know how much you are counting on the money but I just don't have it. It's just so hard with Ivan gone. And everything costs so much nowadays."
He was still staring at her delightful cleavage, marveling at their smooth shape as they rose and fell with her breathing.
"When Ivan was here he always knew what to do. He could find something to barter maybe. But I have nothing left. Or he would offer to do work or make repairs. But I can do none of those things."
"Gee, Mrs. Vaginovski, I don't know what to say," he said.
"I've told you before don't be so formal! Call me Ruth. You are so big and strong. You must have many girl friends." She sat back in her chair and her blouse opened wider. Her nipples poked at the fabric caressing her body. He felt a tingling in his balls.
"There is one girl."
"Oh, it's good you like the girls then. And what do you like about them, can you tell me?"
"Well, they're pretty."
"Oh, yes," she agreed. "we are pretty, aren't we? And what about the girly parts, do you like that about us?"