It was my first year out of high school. I needed some cash to help pay my way through University. I had a beaten up old Volvo so I decided to use it to deliver pizzas for a small pizzeria in Sydney's north.
Delivering pizzas is a pretty transient industry. Most guys come and go pretty quickly. Let's face it, it's not exactly a career move.
Anyway one Monday night it was late and the store was getting ready to close. Monday's were always the slowest night so I was the only driver on duty, so to speak.
As it was almost quitting time, the boss told me to pay him for the delivery out of my own pocket, and to just collect the money from the customer once I'd delivered. After that I could continue home without having to come back to work.
We kept records of all existing customers and the one I received late that night was a first time caller. The delivery address was for a house only five minutes away so I climbed into my battered Volvo. Equipped with a Ham and Cheese Pizza, garlic bread and a bottle of coke, I set out for Sampson Crescent, Lindfield. It didn't take me long to get there as I had delivered to other customers in Sampson Crescent before.
As I pulled up out the front I saw the outside light of the house was switched on. The house itself was a basic one-storey brick house. I grabbed the delivery off my front seat, hopped out of the car and walked towards the front door.
I used my elbow to depress the doorbell. After a short delay the door opened and I almost dropped the pizza.
There at the doorway was a sexy older lady wearing a silk robe. I could tell by the outline of her breasts that she wasn't wearing much underneath.
After a slight pause I regathered my senses.
"Um...delivery for Jent," I stammered.
"Yes, why don't you come in and put it down in here," said the brunette.
She ushered me through the front door and I walked down the hallway. It was lined with cardboard boxes on either side.
She led me into the living room. It was bare except for a large wooden dining table in the centre of the room. As she walked in front of me I caught a look at her robe. It was riding up to mid-thigh and I couldn't stop watching her ass move from side to side as she led me through the house.
"Just put the food down on the dining table if you don't mind," she said.
"No problem."
Her scent made me horny as a rhino, and seeing the outline of her breasts did nothing to quell my manhood from rising. I estimated she was around 35 years old.
"I'm Rebecca, by the way. Rebecca Jent."
"Hi Rebecca, I'm Nathan."
"How much do I owe you?"
I put the food down on the dining table and fumbled with the receipt.
"Um, that's sixteen dollars thanks," I said.
Her purse was sitting on the dining table and she picked it up and opened it.
"Oh my...I forgot to get money out at the teller machine," she said. "I just moved in here last week and things have been a bit hectic."
That would explain the bare living room, I thought.
People are always making up excuses for not being able to pay. It wasn't a big deal. Usually I'd just drop in the next day and pick up the money.
"It's ok, Rebecca. I can come past tomorrow if you like?"
