My wife had gone to work, dropping the kids at school on her way. I had the day off work.
I had finished my coffee and the morning papers and thought it was about time to do something rather than sit around watching TV so I headed upstairs to shower.
Well, you know how it is, your in the shower and memories of last nights wild sex on the dining table comes to mind and before I realised it I was stroking a massive hard-on.
Just then I heard the doorbell, wrapping a towel around my waist and putting on my robe I dashed downstairs and opened the door.
Standing there on the doorstep was the cutest post woman I have ever seen. If I had to guess her age I would say about 24 or 25, dark brown shoulder length hair, deep green eyes and lips that looked like they could suck an orange through a hose pipe!
I couldn't see her body properly under her bulky jacket but it looked good.
I saw her looking at my wet hair and open robe, I could feel my cock starting to stir underneath my towel and I knew if I wasn't careful I would be stood on the doorstep with my dick poking out.
She told me she had a parcel that needed signing for, I asked her to step inside whilst I found a pen.