Drycleaning delivery

Sandra Noce tried to compose herself for her visitor as much as she could possibly manage under the circumstances she had gotten herself into. She shook her head, tossing her mane, brushing her raven hair behind her shoulders. The accounting department worker sat up straight, pulled some paperwork before her with one hand as she grabbed a pen with the other in an attempt to look busy.

"Who is it?" she asked through the wooden door, trying to sound annoyed, but only succeeding at coming off flustered.

"Drycleaning service, ma'am," answered a young-sounding male voice.

Sandra let out a sigh of relief, dropping her pen to the desk blotter.

"Oh. Please come in!" she asked, trying to sound non-chalant.

The doorknob turned as Sandra sat behind the desk, trying to hide her scandalous outfit. She watched as a young Asian lad stepped through the door with a clear drycleaning bag in his hand.

He looked barely eighteen, boyishly handsome with a thin frame and short, spiky black hair. She noticed his eyes went straight to the deep cleavage on display before him.

"Hi," she smiled sweetly at the delivery man. "I'm really swamped with work. If you wouldn't mind hanging it on that coat rack over there.." She pointed to a wire stand just behind the door he came in. She didn't want to reveal herself to the teen any more than she had to.

"Sure thing!" he smiled, turning and looping the plastic-shrouded wire hanger over one hook.

Sandra turned back to her paperwork, eager for this day to be done.

"Uh, Miss..Noce?" he asked, reading her name from the delivery log before him.

"Yes?" the dark-haired beauty asked, looking up from her paperwork into the large brown eyes of the lad as he tentatively stepped forward.

"It says here I'm supposed to make a drycleaning pickup of a Housekeeping uniform and deliver an attache case for you. Do you know anything about that?" He asked, looking up from his manifest again, this time managing to stare only at her pretty face.

'So that's the way this is going to be played out,' thought Noce to herself. 'Send an unsuspecting pawn to collect for you!' Sandra addressed her blackmailer in her head.

"Uh.. yes I do, I just wasn't expecting you.. so soon," answered Sandra, trying not to stumble over her words as she thought about how she was going to handle the matter of the cleaner's uniform.

"Could you come back a little later?" she asked, hoping to change out of the cum soaked garb and get back into her office attire.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. I was told to report back immediately with both or it would be my job!" he said, now looking a little tense.

Somehow, the way this day had been going, she was not surprised at his answer. Her blackmailer was only too eager to humiliate her again. The person probably didn't want to give the young Asian a chance to split with the money either.

"I understand!" Sandra said, forcing a winning smile to her model-pretty face. "Well, here's your attache case.." the thirty-two year-old beauty said, picking the briefcase up from it's place beside her and stretching her arms across the desk to hand it to him. He gratefully accepted it, the concern erased from his youthful face.

Sandra decided her blackmailer wasn't going to embarrass her again. She got up from her seat and boldly stepped around the desk to it's front. She had a good body and she wasn't going to be shamed into showing it off to this handsome young man.

The sexy brunette saw she had the lad's attention as she stepped before him in the translucent white button down dress. His eyes flashed over the material that adhered to her large breasts and clung to her wide hips. all of her legs were revealed below the tiny dress Sandra said nothing as she undid the small black fasteners and slowly revealed the perfection of her cum-glazed body. Still staring at him sultrily, she peeled the small garment off her shoulders and folded it up and handed it to him.

"..And there's your old Housekeeping uniform!" she smiled as she stood before him gloriously nude. Sandra saw his khakis were tented in front.

He accepted it, still pouring over her attributes with big wide eyes.

"Thank you, thank you!" he said bowing a little to her as he thanked her, tucking her clothes under one arm and carrying the case with the other.

"Hope this was an acceptable gratuity!" Sandra smiled at the excited deliveryman as he backed away. She casually played with an erect nipple with the long-nailed fingers of one hand.

"Yes! Yes! I must be going now!" he said, still with a big smile as he hurried out the door.

Her mind a little more at ease now that her ransom had been paid and her clothing returned, Sandra wondered where he would really be going next. To the nearest john for a little relief? Or to his buddies at the shop? She was sure he would be telling this tale for ages.

Flicking the lock on the door, the nude young woman walked over to the coat rack and pulled the plastic shroud lettered with 'Ho's Drycleaning' to reveal her knit sweater and dark skirt. She wondered if she should get dressed and follow the handsome Asian. The day's sexplay had only made her want for more.