When I got home, my husband was more than ready, as usual, he wanted to get his rocks off. The usual routine after a business trip, and I was soon stripped down, and he looked absurdly pleased with himself as he waved his little dickey around, his little prick was finally going to get what he considered his due. I had tried to get him to slow down, warm me up, but he paid no heed. His earlier sex life had cemented it in place, Women were supposed to go from 0 to 100 in no time flat, be always eager for their master's cock, and never say no.
As I lay beneath him, I moaned and grunted and told him what a big cock he had, while trying not to yawn or laugh at his attempt to "pleasure" me. He barely made it to 1 minute before he growled, grunted, and knowing what was happening, I gave my best fake orgasm, and he crested. I barely felt the few drops of his meager load, as he flopped around on top of me like a fish out of water.
Just a few short minutes later, he was, as usual, snoring loudly, having gotten his due. Of course, he had no idea that he always left me high and dry, and I needed a hard cock. Where to find one at this time of night?
The answer, order a pizza and give yourself to the delivery driver as a tip. I eased out of the bedroom, closed the door, and made my way downstairs. I took a sheer silk robe that would display my body nicely. I also took a heavy, terrycloth robe, just in case I decided not to do it.
It was perfect, our house had one of those cameras at the front door that would act as a surveillance device, recording any comings and goings around the front porch. I could see who would be delivering, I hope he would be good-looking, so he could make an extra delivery to my tight pussy.
I made the call, ordering up a mushroom, green pepper, and red onion. Twenty minutes later, I was watching the cam feed, and I saw a car park at the curb, with the pizza company's lighted display topper on the car's roof. I saw the driver get out, and walk up towards the door.
I decided he looked good, oh yeah, and as a bonus, he was black. Having never had the pleasure of a black cock reaming my pussy, sheer silk robe it is. I went to the door, I heard the doorbell chime, clicking on the light right above her so he would get a great view. I took a deep breath, aware of how close to naked I was and opened the door.
The delivery guy started to say Good evening, and he fell silent as he was confronted with the view. Holy fuck, a hot almost naked blonde babe was opening the door to him!
I smiled at him, he was wearing a name tag that said Brian and she cooed, "Ummm, that was so fast Brian, I'll bet it's all hot and juicy!"
As I rummaged in her purse, I was well aware of his eyes taking in the sight. A nearly naked lady, right in front of his eyes. He was trying to commit everything to memory, for masturbation fodder. I intended to give him much hotter remembrances.
When I handed him the cash, I cooed, "Brian, I know something else that's hot and juicy. Instead of some cash, how would you like me as your tip?"
I saw his cock tenting out his pants, oh he looked big, and I pressed my advantage.
"Follow me Brian, and do exactly what I tell you."
I led him to the middle of the living room and took over.
"Now, on your knees Brian, I'm going to stand over you, and I want you to lick my tight little box. Do it well enough, and you'll get a bonus."
I watched the exciting sight of Brian taking the position. He thrust his face against me, I moaned then gasped as his tongue came out to slide all over my cunt lips.
