More than a delivery.

Not even an hour after Ethan had left for work there was a knock at the door, a jolt of excitement ran through her in hope of her delivery as she pulled her rope a little tighter around her and went to open the door.

Pulling it open Sarah expected to see the post man, or a delivery driver, but the man she opened the door to was tall a black man. “Morning.” He smiled at her, “My name is Richard, I own the website you bought from yesterday.”

Sarah squeezed her legs together, the man was hot, “Oh, and you came here to deliver my order personally?”

He nodded, “Yes, well, it is on my way to work so it wasn’t much hassle. I was wondering, we are a fairly new store and the system flagged that you had a lot more in your cart but then only bought one product.”

Sarah looked up and down the street, “Um, maybe you should come in, I don’t really want to,” she leant in to speak conspiratorially, “talk about my purchases here.”

She stepped aside, and Richard walked in, “Thank you.”

Sarah led him to the kitchen distinctly aware of the wetness between her legs, “Coffee?” she asked him.

“With a little honey if you have it.” He said, “So this is your package,” he put the box on the table, “And there is a little bonus as well to say thank you for becoming a customer and for helping me today.”

Sarah put his cup on the table and looked towards the box, “Do you mind?” She asked eagerly. He laughed and nodded. Sarah tore open outer brown box and pulled out the tube inside, and looked at it, she was sure she was leaving wet patches on her robe as she sat at the table.

Also in the brown box was a small glass bottle with what looked like cum, “It is exactly what you think it is, a new line we are adding to the site.”

Sarah shivered, “So how can I help you?” She almost hoped he was going to ask her to do something untoward.

“Well we are trying to increase sales and was wondering if you could tell me why you removed everything from your basket?” He took a drink of the coffee.

Sarah also took a drink wondering how much she should tell him, “Well I did want to buy more but after buying some other toys I thought that my husband might notice the charges on the credit card.” She said honestly.

“Oh good, so it was nothing about our products?” He had another drink, “So then, your husband doesn’t approve of your interests?”

“He doesn’t really know so…” She looked down guiltily.

“Hmm, well, tell you what, I know this is a bit unorthodox but I might have a solution which will help us both.” He smiled as he took another big mouthful of coffee.