It's not Jason

Amy walked around to the front of the house and stood by the door. She really hoped no one would come by and see her like this. But it seemed that each time she hoped such a thing, the worst would happen.

She heard the sound of a vehicle approaching, and before she knew it, the mail truck had arrived. The mailman hopped out of the truck carrying a bundle of mail. He bounded up the stairs to the front door, right where Amy was standing, but he didn't notice her at first, as he was carefully reading the front of the envelopes.

This wasn't the usual mailman, so he didn't realize that the mail drop off wasn't on the front porch. Amy knew, though. "Uh, sir?" she said cautiously. She moved her hands to cover up her breasts while she spoke.

The mailman looked up, and stared at Amy in shock.

"Well, good morning! I mean, good afternoon!"

"Yes, good afternoon, hi! Um, so let's not talk about the fact that I'm standing here naked, but --"

"No, let's not talk about that. Why exactly are you standing here naked? Who are you?"

Amy laughed. "Funny story! I'm Amy. I live here. Nice to meet you."

The mailman raised his eyebrows. "Amy. Hello. Yup, you're totally naked. No reason not to be on a beautiful day like today."

"You know, you're right. It is a nice day, isn't it?"

"Amy, maybe you can help me. Where does the mail go?"

"Oh, it's actually on the side. Just over there." She tried pointing, but she was busy also covering up her breasts, so it was awkward to gesture.

"Sorry, I don't follow. Can you show me?"

Amy sighed. "Yes! Of course. Yes, I'll show you. Follow me."

The mailman happily followed Amy's naked body around to the side. She sort of cocked her head in the direction of the mailboxes.

The mailman stepped toward the row of boxes, but Amy was stepping in the same direction. The each tried to adjust the same way, then the same way again. She laughed. "How about I just step over here and get out of your way?"

The mailman nodded, and then began sorting the mail into the various boxes. He held up the last two envelopes, and said, "Amy, right?"

She nodded.

"These must be for you, then." She stepped forward to receive the mail, and he stepped toward her to hand it to her, and when he reached out, his hand bumped directly into her breast.

"Wow, that's awkward! It's my first day, and I've already groped a customer."

Amy giggled nervously. "Yeah, bet that doesn't happen every day."

"Nope. I mean, it would be cool if it did, of course, but you know, it doesn't."

"Right," said Amy. "I don't get groped every day by a complete stranger, but you know, maybe it would be fun. I should give it a try!"

"I'd be happy to do it again sometime -- even right now, if you're interested?" The mailman reached out his hands again, and took hold of Amy's right boob.

"Oh boy, oh boy. Not what I was expected! But okay, thanks for the offer."

"Sure thing, Amy. You're just standing there naked, and you've got pretty great tits."

Amy blushed. "Gee, thanks. I don't even know you, but that was awfully nice of you to say!"

The mailman smiled. "Glad I could perk up your day. Oh, look, you are indeed perked up!" He pointed at her nipple, which was hard and standing out straight.

Just then, Jason came around the corner. "Amy, there you are. Gosh, you're literally naked. I hadn't realized. Let's get back inside and try to help you out with some clothes."

"Have a great day, Amy," said the mailman as he got back to his truck.

"Have a great day, Mr. Mailman!" shouted Amy.