It was cold and raining when I finally reached my last delivery for the night. As I walked up the hill from my car, I noticed there were few lights on. Just as well since they ordered a medium pepperoni and nothing else. As I edged near the door, I couldn't hear much coming from the house, as if they were waiting for me or something. I got ready to ring the doorbell when the svelte woman opened the door wearing this really tight, really skimpy French maids' outfit. As my eyes were bulging at her, she gave me a wicked smile as she invited me in out of the rain.
As I entered, I got a better look at this ravenous beauty in black. I noticed the tiny tiara on top of her long black hair. Her face was framed by her hair so I noticed her luscious lips and her very high cheek bones. As I carefully looked down, I noticed her ample cleavage barely held in by her outfit, the sheer fabric showing off the belly piercing before noticing the ruffle around her waist. Before my mind had a chance to register at least the mere hint of a fantasy with her, a male voice cleared its throat from the back of the room.
I turned to see her husband sitting in a Hugh Hefner style smoking jacket. He had a huge grin on his face as he asked if his wife gave me a tip yet. I was so bent on observing his hottie of a wife that I forgot about the pizza and the money. My boss was going to kill me if I forgot the payment. It was then that his wife gave me a twenty dollar bill with a wicked smile on her face. She looked at her husband kind of hesitantly before asking me if I had time for her tip. My smile must have been a signal before she had me set the pizza down before kneeling down before me. I watched as her eyes fastened onto the growing bulge under my khaki shorts.
Her husband then told me I was to stay still as she gave me my compensation for driving out in the pouring rain. The sound of my zipper being undone took my attention before feeling her hot breath on my genitalia. A moment or two of hesitation and a forlorn look at her husband preceded a small lick on the head of my cock before she slowly took me fully into her mouth. The sight of this older woman in this slutty outfit on the end of my sexual extremity was enough to make me want to fill her mouth fully with my young seed. She wasn't like the girls in school that tried to inhale it as if it was a string of coke. She took her time, feeling the suction on every inch of my seven inch member. I was in the presence of a cock sucking master.