It was late in the afternoon, at about 4:30 pm. My shift was just about up until I got a text from an unknown number. Whoever this person was, they sent me a full paragraph.
It read: 'Hey. It's from Valentina. You know meβthe one who always calls late at night.
The one who's always at home by herself, craving that special sauce. I was looking through the restaurant's contact list, and I think you're the guy who delivered to me last week. The sexy one.'
Valentina Rivera. The tall Latina woman with that sexy accent. I immediately made my way to the kitchen and prepared a new pizza. This was going to be the quickest pizza I'd ever make. I rolled the dough and placed it in the oven. I then wiped my hands, pulled out my phone, and read another message.
Valentina: 'I'll have my usual. Meat lovers with extra sauce ;) And just so you know, I'm ordering this pizza so you can deliver it to me. So make it extra hot, please. Until then, I'll be waiting for you to ring my bell. Will you?'
I responded quickly. Staining my phone screen as I typed: 'You know I will.'
Valentina: 'I can't wait. I just get so lonely at the end of the day. And I've been longing for someone to come and spice things up. I must confess I've been fantasizing about you all last week. Are you new to Luigis? Because you're definitely the sexiest delivery boy, I've ever seen.'
I realized how hard it was to get the dough out of the oven with a hard-on. My mind was racing. I'd tried to keep myself in good shape. Not that I had the money to afford a gym membership, but a few sit-ups and push-ups here, maybe a run every other morning, kept me light. But nobody had ever called me sexy. I'd been called small since high school because of my 5'6" 138-pound frame. Never sexy. Especially not from someone like Valentina.
I had the dough out and began topping it as fast as I could with one hand, the other texting.
Me: 'You're not too bad yourself.'
Valentina: 'Thanks. I just loved the way you looked in the uniform. You seem like you'll be able to deliver. What do you have in mind for us tonight, hun?'
I finished the extra meat toppings and baked the pizza again.
Me: 'We'll start with a kiss and go from there.'
Valentina: 'Sounds perfect. I can wait to taste your lips. Your tongue messages mine as you caress my ass. I just want you all over me. What else do you want me to do tonight?'
I boxed and bagged the pizza as fast as possible, walking out of the store, trying my best to hide my erection. I put the pizza in the trunk and drove to her house.
Me: 'I want you on the kitchen counter.'
Valentina: 'I like where your heads at, hun. I'm standing in my kitchen right now, imagining what you'll be doing to me. Bent over elbows on the counter, waiting to be fucked. Just the thought is making me wet. But let's save some of the fun for when you get here. Why don't you tell me something about yourself?'
Me: 'I'm the strong silent type.'
Valentina: 'I love that. Though it's a shame- your voice is so sexy. But that's okay, I'm sure you'll be able to fuck me right without saying a word. I can't wait for you to walk through my door. Tell me. What should I be wearing when you get here?"
Me: 'As little as possible, ma'am.'
Valentina: 'Aww, that's sweet. I like the way you think. I have something in mind. If you don't like you can just take it off ;) By the way, I'm getting a little hungry. Are you on your way yet?'
I was driving as fast as possible but not so quick to get pulled over. I made it to her neighborhood, trying not to destroy the car by going too fast over the speed bumps. I was just pulling into her driveway.
Me: 'Five minutes or your money back :)'
Valentina: 'Can't wait for you to see what I'm wearing. It leaves little to the imagination. I also can't wait for you to tell me what to do.'
I took the pizza out of the trunk and speed-walked to her door. Her house was huge. Not millionaire massive, more well off huge. I rang her doorbell twice, my cock still hard in my pants. She answered the door with a wink and a smile looking down at me. She looked even better than I remembered. She had gorgeous deep brown seductive eyes. Her smooth almond skin was perfect, light freckles dotted across her body. She had to be a mom. Her long wavy brown hair fell around her shoulders.
Her outfit was a dark green apron and nothing else. She stood at 5'10" barefoot. Her large breasts spilling out.
"H-hi." I stuttered at the goddess standing before me.
"You gonna come inside?" She asked.
Good lord. Her smooth voice nearly made me drop the pizza. I walked in and closed the door admiring her long legs. She turned around and cupped my face kissing me on the forehead.
"Since you've been working hard in the kitchen all day. I think it's time someone served you. Do you like my brand of hospitality?" She asked.
"Turn around so I can see the whole thing."
"Anything for my man." Valentina said, smirking. She slowly turned around and paused, giving me a perfect view of her ass. I moved forward and gave it a light smack.
"I'm already wet. How'd you I love that?" She moaned.
"Call it intuition."
"Mmmh You really are something else. I'm actually getting a bit nervous. But I have a surprise for you... it's in the kitchen." She explained. "Are you okay with dessert first hun?"