Today was a bright day, and I was on my normal package delivery route. I always like it when the weather was nice and sunny, as that meant that all the people I delivered packages to would be in a good mood. As a courier, you see a lot of people, but only briefly at every stop. So indirectly, my days are always affected by the weather.
And today was highlighted by a package that I got to deliver to Kimberly. She always managed to raise my spirits, as her jubilant personality just added to her hot looks. I had been looking forward to pull into her driveway for the entire day.
She often had packages to be delivered. It was always a heavy envelope that required a signature. No idea what was in it, but it had to do with whatever job she had which she did at home.
Briefly after I rang the doorbell, Kimberly opened the door, smiling brightly exposing all her white teeth. It was one of those smiles that would make anyone feel welcome, as a genuine smile always does. She was wearing beige yoga pants, and a short white top that showed off her midriff. Her cheeks were slightly flushed and her breath was audible.
"I hope I am not disturbing your workout, but I have a package for you". I said cheerily.
"Yes, I have been getting into this yoga lately, it is great and I hope it keeps me in shape. But I definitely need that package, so I am glad to see you". She replied through her smile.
Her smile seemed to change character as she was talking. It appeared to change from a genuine pleasant smile, to one that hid naughty thoughts. At least to me, and maybe that is why I was so attracted to this girl. She had flashed that naughty smile a few times before.
I couldn't help myself and glanced at her top, just a flash really, but I could see the shadow of her nipples shining through. I was trying to be as professional as possible, but with her as hot as she was, throwing that naughty smile in my face, I simply couldn't resist.
"Here let me sign for that delivery" she said as she reached out for the signature booklet. She fumbled with the booklet and the envelope until she had them stacked on her arm.
"Oh, I am sorry, I must have left my pen at my last stop" I lied, as I had purposely left it in my van.
"No problem" Kimberly said, "I have one right here" as she turned and started walking towards the table at the end of the hall.
With her walking away from me, I took the opportunity to watch every muscle flex in those beige yoga pants. Her firm bubble but - it could have come straight from a magazine - swaying with every step. You could see the muscles ripple under the fabric.
As she reached the table, she picked up the pen and set the signature booklet on the table. I almost choked from delight as she leaned forward to sign the form. She curved her back, which made her butt even more pronounced.
In my dreams, she had been in this position many a time. I would fantasize to have my hands all over her, with her naughty smile coming and going, my hands grabbing, squeezing and groping at that delightful body. Oh, if I only... Sigh.
Just now I noticed she had her hair up in a ponytail, as she had been looking back over her shoulder. Her smile had gotten even naughtier yet! I had no idea how long she already had been looking, or for how long my mind had been drifting.
"Penny for your thoughts?" She said while looking at me straight in the eye, as if to see into my mind.
"Oh, Uh... " I stammered, obviously caught red handed staring at her way too long.
She signed the sheet and walked back to the door, where I was rapidly getting beet red.
But wait, did I see that correctly? Was she walking extra slowly, and with more bounce in her step? Her boobs seemed to make me think so. Oh, her boobs, while on the smaller side, so perky, and now with a more visible nipple poking out. Or was I just imagining this?
"Tell me, I want to know what you were thinking!" she proclaimed laughingly. There was still a hint of that naughty smile, but her laugh washed over it, making it more comfortable.
"Oh, I really can't tell you, except that you have the naughtiest smile in the universe! " I said. I was uncomfortable and reached for the signature booklet.
"UhUh!" She said as she pulled back her arm with the booklet, keeping it just out of my reach. "You are going to have to tell me more than that!"
"Well, I really shouldn't, as none of those thoughts would be very appropriate" I replied, trying to sound all formal.
"Haha! I already got that, and now I really want to know what was on your mind when I bent over to sign this sheet" she said while waving the signature booklet. "Come on, out with it, I already have an idea or two of what you were thinking".
I never thought that I would ever be caught in a situation like this, one where a super hot chick, some ten years my junior, was urging me to share my fantasies.
While nervously shuffling my weight from one foot to the other I happened to glance at her chest once more. Her nipples definitely had gotten more erect! By now there wasn't a doubt anymore, her tiny nipples obviously had a mind of their own and were pushing into the white fabric!
"If I would tell you that only dreams contain images like that," while waving my hand in the direction of the table, "would you let me off the hook?" I asked.
Oh, her naughty smile was back! And in full force! "Maybe..., go on! Images of me?"
My mind was now working overtime. Would it be ruder to say of some generic person, or some image I saw online, or simply the truth: of her? I decided to mask the truth: "Well, anyone not made of concrete would take Special notice of you leaning over a table" I uttered shyly.
"Really? And would I just be standing there?" she prodded, "Go on".
Her naughty smile and her skin-tight outfit competed for my attention. My gaze flashed back and forth, up and down actually, and I was having a very difficult time trying to remain professional.
With a deep breath, I almost whispered, "You would be standing there, a bit helpless really, as you found yourself stuck".
Now I really had her attention. "Stuck?" she asked loudly. How do I stand there and find myself stuck?"
"Well, in dreams anything is possible" I replied. "You know about the type of glue traps that sometimes are used to catch mice? In my dream, the top of that table would be all glue, with you stuck in it, up to your elbows!" I was getting excited and noticed I was talking almost too loudly.
She walked back away from me, towards the table. At the table she turned her head towards me and posed how her elbows might have been stuck in the imaginary glue on top. She had her super naughty smile on and looked me right in the eyes, a few seconds too long for that moment.
It gave me a warm feeling inside. I stepped inside the doorway and walked a few steps toward her. "Not exactly like that" I said, and took a few more steps. Oh, how I wished that dream would just take over reality right now.
"Well, how then?" She asked.
"Uh, you wouldn't be so much over the table, your elbows would be near the edge" I replied, as I stepped closer and for the first time touched her by placing her elbows nearer to an edge.
"Really? Now I am curious enough to hear the rest of your fantasy" she said. "Let's make this a little more realistic" as she stood back up and reached into a backpack that was hanging in the hallway. She pulled a colorful rope out of the bag and while uttering a nervous laugh, said: "Were you ever a boy scout? Do you know much about knots and such?"
No way! My brain was screaming inside my head. This chick is tempting me to tie her up? "Serious?" I asked. "Do you seriously want me to use that rope to mimic the glue trap table top?"
"I am seriously curious enough that I want you to share some of that fantasy, but you just may have to make do with a rope instead of a giant glue trap" She giggled nervously.
Now I was getting really excited. I was about to tie this gorgeous brunette to her own table. I undid the rope and while maneuvering her lower arms along each other made a few loose wraps around her elbows. Just like I had seen on some internet bondage site, I then wrapped the rope between her arms only around the loose wraps I applied before. This essentially created a giant 8 with both elbows stuck in each loop. Then, while leading her to the table, I wrapped the loose ends each around a side of the table near a corner and tied them to the same table post.
Now she was leaning forward, resting on her elbows, near the edge of the table.
"Oh, now I see what you were after!" She said, as she dance-struggled against the tie. "I can't go anywhere, even the knots are way out of my reach!"
With my eyes feasting on all that motion of that beautiful body, in a pose I had dreamt of finding her in for countless times, my mind and my conscience were duking it out.
"And do I just stand here, all submissively and shit?" she said, as if she was uttering a dare.
