Caressing her breasts slowly, Monica's mind was rampantly devouring her latest fantasy. He was a few inches shy of six foot and around 140 pounds, not her usually fantasy material but oh so gorgeous. She glanced out her window watching him walking up and down her street, hoping in and out of his little truck. Mmmm, she loved his ass the way she could tell he worked out and she could just imagine her legs wrapped around that body tightly as he slid his cock into her pussy. Yummy she thought as she licked her lips. She slid her right hand down her body and touched her pussy, soaking wet already. Watching him delivering the mail to her neighbors house Monica let out a slow groan as her fingers worked in and our of her pussy and her hips arched up in an attempt to push her fingers deeper into her. Monica opened her eyes as she let her fingers trail along her slit in the aftermath of another self induced climax. She brought her fingers up to her mouth and sucked her own cream from them. She always loved the way she tasted especially the first taste. As she licked her fingers she watched from her perch as the mailman walked up to her door to deliver the mail, this wasn't unusual because her mailbox was located next to her front door. as she strolled her fingers through her fine pussy hair she imagined what kind of cock this mailman of hers would have.
Ding Dong
Huh? What could that be Monica thought as the mailman's meat disappeared from her mind and she wondered what that noise was, suddenly she jumped up realizing that it was her doorbell? Jumping up she quickly found her robe and belted it tightly against her and ran for the door as the bell sounded again.
Ding Dong
Another person not home, he hated walking up to houses with their packages and then people not being home to receive them, he didn't place guilt on them it just made his job harder, He could have sworn Ms., he glanced down at the package, uhm Ms. Hunter was usually home, if he remembered correctly she was a compact little package. Slightly petite with her five foot frame and weighing 100 pounds soaking wet. He recalled that she had blonde hair with big green eyes. He wondered what she would look like with green eyes, his mind wondered to what her chest would look like bare, she probably had some perky little nipples hidden under her clothes, the type he loved to just lick and pinch while he, feeling his cock stirring in his shorts and laughed at himself. As he turned to head back down her house the door swung open.
Monica glanced at the mailman as he started to turn away from her and quickly tried to hide her blush that she was sure was showing, she might fantasize about men but she wasn't about to let it show. Nervously she asked, "Can I help you?"
Jerry turned and pasted on his customer friendly smile, as he turned and got a full look at Monica he had to steel himself to not let his jaw drop. She answered the door in her robe, which was inside out and had been belted tightly around her trim waist, which showed off her perfect figure. Hips that all but begged a man to hold them, she had a trim waist and well well, he never would have guessed that her breasts where that big, not BIG, just bigger then he would have thought. He stared for a moment.
"Uhmmm, can I help you>" Monica asked again, she was feeling self conscious as he stared at her and she hugged herself. "Hello?" Glancing down at herself to see what he could be staring at she turned beet red. "Oh My, I am such an idiot" Ducking behind the door she apologized. "I am so sorry its just you caught me at a bad time. "
Smiling he looked into her face, yep those where the green eyes he remembered, not exactly jade but something different, there was an imperfection in one eye, something like a speck of gold. It was quite pretty yet different, he couldn't put his name on it. "Hi, we have met before a few times, I bring the mail, uhh your local mail carrier, my names Jerry" He stuck his hand out to shake hers.
Monica stuck her hand out and grasped Jerry's hand. Shaking slightly she asked him what he needed
"Oh I need your signature on this package before I can give it over to you." He noticed their was a dampness to her hand, no nothing slimy or sticky, like she had just wiped her hands off. He had caught her strait out of the shower no doubt, if her clothing had anything to do with it, he assumed.
"Oh sure here" Monica stepped out from around the door to sign the package quickly, she took the pen he offered and the tiny little clipboard he had. As she pressed the pen to the clipboard and started to write her name, she saw the pen wasn't working. "Your pens dead," she said as she glanced up to catch Jerry looking down her cleavage as her robe had loosened as she bent to sign. She blushed a bit.
Reaching into his pockets and smiling while keeping his eyes on hers he searched for a pen. Hmm so she was a bit shy, he never would have expected that. Damn it where was his pen. "I" ...He paused...."I don't know where my other pen could have went, my last customer must have kept it. Do you have one you could just use, your my last stop and I really would like to just get this package signed over to you?" he said as he showed her the small brown wrapped package.
Monica reddened as she noticed the size of the package, she hadn't been expecting anything in the mail except...well a few weeks ago she couldn't sleep and had been roaming the websites and had stumbled along an adult web store for all kinds of sex toys. She had ordered a porno and a regular no exotic ridges or parts vibrator. Her pussy started to melt at the idea of her new toy. Glancing down she asked Jerry to step inside while she ran to get a pen.
What a great ass he thought to himself as he watched her race up her stairs to grab a pen. He stood at the door and closed it behind himself as he saw a cat start to edge towards him, trying to be slick he figured and escape.
Monica raced back to the stairs with a handful of pens. "I have one!" She couldn't believe how wet she was getting with her fantasy man in her house and the new toys she ordered here. It was going to be one hell of a night ... alone she figured.
"I think you found the jackpot," Jerry commented as he saw her hand full of pens. She blushed again, damn but he liked that, he wondered if she blushed all down her body, as he did he looked up and noticed her robe had been changed around so that it was now right side on. from the bottom step he could see her bare legs and the hint of her pussy, holy shit she was naked under there, fully naked. His cock jumped in his pants.
Monica walked down the few stairs and stumbled on the last one slightly in her rush, falling flat up against Jerry.
The way his mind had been headed and then feeling all that soft body in his arms Jerry's cock was feeling mighty frisky. Not thinking Jerry leaned down as Monica looked up and kissed her.
The Pens went tinkling down the stair onto the ground.
Monica moaned softly as she felt the length of his body pressed against hers, he sure could kiss like a fantasy man. She moaned and leaned into the kiss as she opened her mouth.
Taking the back of her head into his hands Jerry slammed his tongue into her open mouth. Slowly he teased her mouth until she was gasping and he let go of her head slightly and pulled back.
By now Monica didn't want her toy anymore she wanted what she could feel pressed up against her. She could feel Jerry's erection pressing against her, and it felt like it wanted a little more attention.
