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"Turn around, bitch and show me your ass." His words were forceful, yet tender. Brianna did as she was told. She turned around and lifted up the shirt that hung down below her curvy butt. "Bend over," he gently demanded. She did. He put his hands on her hips and quickly yanked down her black yoga pants to her ankles. There she was. Exposed in her black lace thong, pants on the floor and taking orders from a man whose name she didn't even know.
He got right up in her ear and whispered, "You like teasing me every day when I deliver to you?"
"Yes," Brianna admitted.
It goes back a few weeks. Brianna's love life with her husband had been almost non-existent for a while now. Rich worked and traveled so much, that even when he was home, he would fall asleep by 9:00 every night--leaving Brianna unfulfilled and with plenty of time to dream about what else was out there.
Brianna never made a secret about loving to flirt. Even in front of her husband. She never took it far but would laugh at her guy friend's jokes and would rub their arms. She'd make little flirty jokes with them but never anything that made Rich worry. She wasn't shy either about wearing clothes that showed off her figure. She was proud of her big, natural breasts, feminine hips and her curvy round ass.
So why should it be any different when the UPS guy made his daily deliveries? Her usual attire was sexy, black yoga pants that showed off her curvy legs and a form-fitting tank top, which always provided a view of her cleavage. Just enough to make a guy look. When her deliveries came, she would nonchalantly take the packages and turn around to put them on her living room floor; sure that he was getting a decent view of her sexy, round butt in her tight pants.
This was always a bit of innocent fun and both Brianna and her delivery guy seemed to enjoy their flirty game. One day however, Brianna was running late and heard the doorbell as she was just getting out of the shower.
"Oh, crap!," she thought. "One second," she yelled from down the hall. She quickly wrapped a towel around her and opened the door.
"Caught you at a bad time?" He asked.
"Yeah, sorry. Running late today," Brianna said with a little smile.
He handed her two small boxes which she placed down on the living room floor. This time, bending her knees as not to reveal everything under her towel. He handed her the clipboard and pen. Brianna went to sign and the pen didn't work. She shook it and as she did, her towel came undone and out popped Brianna's left boob.
"Oh, shit. I'm sorry," she said as she adjusted the towel. He smiled, looked her up and down and joked, "I'll make sure I come back at the same time tomorrow." As she gave a little giggle, Brianna couldn't help herself. Maybe it was the excitement of accidentally being exposed to this hot guy. Maybe it was the weeks of flirting that finally caught up with her. But she grabbed a pen from a side table, looked at him, bit her bottom lip and signed. As he walked away, he looked at Brianna's signature. Interesting. She didn't sign her name but rather wrote, "Hubby's away 'til Saturday."
And that's how Brianna got where she was now. The UPS truck parked outside...her neighbors would have to know something was going on. Her ass exposed to the man she'd been teasing and flirting with for the past few weeks. He squeezed her ass with his strong hands. Brianna was shaking with excitement. What would he do? What did he like women to do? It had been over ten years since she's felt anyone's hands on her body, other than Rich's. And Rich NEVER took control like this. He was too mainstream and vanilla in the bedroom. The complete opposite of this hottie who just started ordering her around.
After a few moments, she felt him push himself up against her ass cheeks. She could feel how hard he was through his shorts. He must have been uncomfortable because she could tell already, this guy was easily double the size of her husband. She wanted nothing more than to turn around and grab it. As she motioned to turn around, he immediately put her back in place, bent over the arm of the couch.
"I said bend over, whore." And SMACK, he gave her such a loud smack on the right cheek of her ass and said, "Don't disobey me again."
"Yes sir," Brianna whispered.
