He told me as if almost instinctively, “no hurry, take your time”, as he handed me the bags of food I had ordered.
It was late. 12.45am.
I knew he was staring. My erected nipples had generously said hi to him behind that thin piece of cloth. I wasn’t expecting someone like him to turn up – bespectacled, funky hairstyle, young and with a charming smile. I had long gave up hope on such fantasy. The previous delivery staff were either men or women in their fifties -nothing tantalizing. I could be naked in front of them and they would probably… just call the police. So this time round, I was caught off-guard.
I averted his eye contact after the first. Shy, I definitely was. I didn’t really know what to do. I tried to hide part of my body behind the door, but it wasn’t helping much. I guess he was deliberate in holding the food slightly further away from my comfort zone. I had to lean forward to get them. And to that, he repeated those words again.
“Take your time. There’s no hurry”
There was a huge grin on his face that he couldn’t wipe it off. Mine was probably red.
I meekly handed him the cash, flashed a smile and quickly closed the door. My heart was beating fast. I knew he was still outside for the next few minutes. I could hear him pacing up and down. However, I could not summon further courage from my end and soon enough, I began to mourn at my loss.
Will he come back again? I wonder.
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Wonderfully erotic post Dandy Gal!!
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It sounds as if you are getting close to that fantasy
This did remind me of something very similar that happened to me….I was that delivery boy (although not delivering – it was an errand I had to do) and was faced with a similarly gorgeous female who I knew was aroused that she was semi-naked and had revealed some of herself to me.
She did close the door and say ‘bye’ and I also stayed at the door cursing myself for not having the guts to say more.
In the end however, within about 3 minutes I summoned the courage to know on the door and ask with a nice smile ‘Would you like me to come in and help you?’ It was a simple question, but loaded heavily as to what the ‘help’ would be – and we both knew it.
In the end thankfully she nodded and opened the door to let me in……and the rest….mmmm it was amazing!
Good luck Dandy Gal..I hope he does come back for you
Sexy, postman. I wish i/he had the guts.
I have to admit that when I knocked on the door I was nervous and my feeling was ‘nothing ventured, nothing gained’ and could have been in for a huge rejection.
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However, what happened was thankfully the opposite…and it did leave me with the courage to be bolder in the future. Life really is too short to regret these possible sexy experiences.
Just to add there was one encounter that I always regret never happened. I was lodging with an older woman when I initially moved up to Scotland to work for a period. I was in my mid-20′s and the woman was in her forties and very sexy. We did keep things very civil between us, as I knew that if things went wrong I would be looking for new lodgings.
I think it was approaching her 45th birthday and we had a small chat in her living room when an ad came on the TV which was of a very sexy naked man (except for an apron) serving some ice-cream to a woman who was lying across a sofa. We both noticed and laughed and she winked at me and said how it would ‘make’ her 45th birthday if something similar could happen to her…a man, naked except for an apron, serving her breakfast and she winked at me.
I honestly thought long and hard about doing it on the day. I even bought the apron. But when it came to the big day I never went through with it as I thought I may have read the signals wrongly (doh!).
The day came and went and nothing was said.
When it came time for me to leave and return to England we both went for a drink on my last evening there. By now she had a new boyfriend, but we went alone and got quite merry. She confessed to me that the only thing she regretted in my staying with her was that I had never brought her breakfast dressed only in an apron. I was surprised and remember saying ‘but you know if that had happened it wouldn’t have stopped at breakfast. In fact I don’t think you would have touched your breakfast.’
She looked at me and sighed and said ‘this is true, I know I would have been touching something far better and probably have had the best 45th birthday any woman has had’.
Now I will always regret that I never did serve that breakfast
Life is short…carpe diem!
Damn, I swear I’m gonna deliver something next time!
dandygal,
if he were to take the first step, are you going to move a step back and let natural run its course?
you mean your guy is alright with it?
good question. frankly Sopsky, I don’t know.
Perhaps the better question is, do you care enough? Or would you even be able to resist the temptation if it was there?
Good For you!
Finally you had the courage after so many tries!
I’ve never been that lucky though.
I’ve always ended up the girls’ partner are always around.
Once I was a young waiter and serving food to a room service. When she opened the door, I almost dropped the tray. She giggled and I proceeded into the room to put the tray down. She was in her teddy and panties.
Once I entered, there was her male partner smoking on the bed. Clearly just finished doing the deed.
Damn…