Their plan was concocted over the course of several lunch dates. Val and Deb were neighbors on the same block, best friends, and they talked about everything. There was nothing either of them kept from one another. They had both been married for years, generally happily...except that both of their sex lives were pretty bland and stale. What was it about husbands that they wore out after a few years? That's how what happened was almost inevitable.
Val also knew (woman's intuition) that Deb was attracted to David, the mailman. Since nothing was taboo between them, Val came up with a plan, with Deb's approval, for, as they called it, their plan to "get the mail delivered properly."
Deb was to be at Val's home when the mail was delivered by David, then attempt to seduce him while Val was secretly there, a voyeur in her own home. It was titillating...it was dangerous. They didn't want Deb's husband Bobby or Val's husband Steve to find out.
Spicing up their sex lives by inviting each other's participation was extraordinarily naughty. But Val and Deb agreed that this was something they both wanted: Deb wanted the man himself, and Val wanted toi watch, at least that's what Val thought she wanted. The only question was the target, would the unsuspecting mailman want to deliver?
Val and Deb both arranged to get out of work early that day. They wanted to have the scene set at 2:45, when David usually arrived at Val's front porch. It was a hot day out so they made lemonade to offer David. Deb put on a bathing suit and proceeded to go around with the hose watering Val's plants. When she saw David delivering mail next door she sprayed herself guessing this would be similar to a wet T-shirt contest when David got close. Finally David was walking up to Val's mailbox.
He was a little surprised to see her at Val's house, instead of at her own down the block. Deb caught his questioning look, and she explained that she took care of Val's house when she was away. She asked him if he'd like some lemonade, taking a sip of her own glass and licking her lips sensuously. "Sure," he said, though his eyes were on her bikini top rather than the lemonade.
"Great," she said, "but I only have the one glass here. Come on in and I'll get another glass." Deb had to stop and bend over to turn off the water. She could feels his eyes staring at her ass as she turned around. She laughed and asked him if he enjoyed the view. He blushed, smiled and said yes, and then followed her like a puppy dog into the house.
